"Take me to an empty room, if you may."
I showed the guard my VIP pass, and he escorted me to my room along with Claire. Opening the door, we sat comfortably on a couch and had the guard leave us alone.
"It's weird having so much space in a place like this. I bet no one will know what we could do here alone."
pαndα---noνɐ1,сoМ Claire spoke the truth. The room we were in was perfectly soundproof. There were probably some cameras, but I doubt the people here would spy on their essential guests.
"Let's not. I don't want extra eyes on me at the moment. Besides, we're here to check out what the place has. You might want something as well."
Before Claire did what she suggested, I stopped her and continued to look at the auction. Something was already being sold, and we were at the climax.
"SOLD!!!"
With the item sold, it was time to see the next item. Sitting together, Claire had her head on my lap. She was oddly comfortable in a place like this.
"Who knew the prices were ramping up this much? Tonight's competition is sure fierce! Our following collection is here and ready to be uncovered!"
The next item was now hidden away. Everyone in the crowd awaited the hostess to unveil the next auctioned item.
"Look at what we have here! This artifact is called Recollection of a Forgotten Memory! As the name implies, any lost memories will be recovered with this artifact! This is an artifact one wouldn't want to miss! We will start the bidding at 10,000 credits! You can only raise the price by a thousand each! Now then, let the bidding begin!"
"Charles, are you interested in an artifact like this?"
"It's helpful. I might as well try my luck."
Since I was in a room far away, I had to do this on a touch screen. I entered a hundred thousand, which the hostess had called out. A hundred thousand dollars wasn't much, but this was the price of this artifact.
"Seat number 23 has it for the price of 150,000! Does anyone else want to bid higher? Going once! Going twice! Sold to seat number 23!"
I wouldn't go out of my way to bid on something like this. With the memory-searching artifact sold, we had to wait for the next.
"Claire, are you tired?"
Claire had her eyes closed, resting comfortably on my lap. Her consciousness was still there, but she was barely awake.
"Sorry... I have been working on a project of mine. I haven't slept all that much."
"It's fine. If you're tired, go to sleep."
Instead of letting Claire fall asleep herself, I put a curse on her and allowed her to rest immediately. Since Claire was a poison expert, I might as well buy anything poison-related.
"What could this giant item be? Something as big as this should be exciting to see!"
I sensed something familiar looking at the covered item. My heart beats rapidly, and I felt the need to get it.
"Next up is a dragon corpse! Not just any dragon, but an Elder Evil Dragon!"
An evil dragon was something completely different from a regular dragon. Evil dragons were made out of dark energies alone. Due to that, they're violent and destructive. They barely have any intelligence, but their strength is said to be something more potent than most dragons alone.
But this here wasn't any evil dragon, an old one. Despite their power, evil dragons' lives were short. Any sighting would be a death warrant for them. Letting them grow too powerful was too dangerous for anyone.
"Our starting price will be five hundred million! To bid, you have to have bid at least ten million!"
Everyone started to bid for the evil dragon. Even in death, their dark power was still potent, not to mention their body parts were valuable. I was surprised to see the starting point be this low. I immediately put up a hundred billion dollars. I don't mind spending all of my fortune if I have to. I might not find this item any time soon.
"VIP Room 10 has bid a hundred billion! How fearsome!"
The initial price was a hundred million. I multiplied the amount by a hundred, which was only at the start of the bid."
"VIP Room 5 had increased it further and increased it to five hundred billion! This isn't even our main item for the day, but the price is already this huge!"
The other VIP had increased the bid by five times. Instead of doing that, I doubled it and put in a trillion.
"The price has increased to one trillion! VIP Room 10 had doubled the price! This amount was the highest we have seen in months! Will there be any other people bidding for more?"
In this vast world, a trillion may not even be much to some. I had to wait and see if the other bidders would increase the price.
"VIP Room number 10 has successfully bid for the Elder Evil Dragon!"
With that said, I carried Claire and left the room. I wanted to take the dragon now. Since I cast a sleeping curse on Claire, she won't be awake in any circumstance.
"Here's the cash. Can I take the corpse now?"
I had handed a trillion dollars to the auctioneer. I didn't want some bullshit where my item was stolen right before me.
"Thank you for your patronage. Your dragon corpse is around the corner."
The auctioneer had taken me to where the corpse was. With the corpse in front of me, I hurried up and looted it like there was no second to spare. Since I had gotten what I needed, I left the area.
"You're from VIP Room 10, am I correct?"
A person dressed in all black appeared before me. The person's figure was hidden away by the black cloak she wore. I didn't know much about this person, but I could only tell she was female because of her voice.
"VIP Room 10? Sorry to burst your bubbles, but that ain't me. I have to carry my wife back."
I wouldn't go back and forth with someone who seemed suspicious. I also wanted to inspect the dragon that I bought.
"Is that so? It looks like I was severely mistaken."
After coming in for a talk, she left, knowing that nothing would happen from our talk. People like these piss me off.
"Are you sure you aren't from that room?"
Before leaving for good, she turned her head and asked again. I had no intention of getting involved with her.
"I'm sure."
The suspicious girl had left, and I had gone back home where I could be alone. Claire was in her bed as I put her there.
Going to the garden, I then took the corpse out and set it on the ground. The elder evil dragon's corpse was a dragon with jet-black scales. It had two horns and was the size of a huge house.
Feeling its mana signature, it would easily crush weak people. It can even corrupt the nature of a person just by being near it.
I immediately recalled the dragon's corpse, seeing that the corpse affected the surroundings. This dragon was a great find. It fits well with my skill set. When Agnus is free, I should ask him for his assistance.
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[Third Person POV]
"Shit! Mira! Run!"
As usual, the problems these two twins had encountered appeared. A leakage of monsters had appeared. The monsters had escaped from experimental testing and were now rampaging against every human they saw.
Only Clyde and Mira were capable of defending this area. Help should arrive soon, but it would be preferable if these two were to stop it.
What they were fighting was a young ice wyvern. Despite being a child, its powers were nothing to scoff at.
Clyde tried his best to stand toe-to-toe against the wyvern but was worse in terms of strength. Mira, on the other hand, was pitiful. Her magic wasn't enough to pierce the scales that the wyvern had.
"I'm not going to run!"
Mira couldn't leave his brother in a fight like this. While there were other monsters, the people that couldn't stand against the wyvern had gone to intercept them.
This was your average day for these two. Due to their horrendous luck, trouble is bound to happen. The two had fought hard, and eventually, the backup they needed had come.
"Who knew that our Sunday would be like this?"
"Your luck is getting worse by the day. Are you sure you didn't kick someone's grave?"
"It's not my luck. It's probably yours. You were the one always causing problems."
"Me?"
After the two siblings finished fighting the wyvern, they started to banter and talk like any two people would. After that, Clyde started to wonder what Charles was doing. He disappeared with no further notice after their last meeting.
