As soon as Teressa announced the starting price for the Great Elven Potion, a wave of surprised and shocked murmurs filled the stadium. All eyes were fixated on the bright red liquid inside the elegant glass container.
The potion's vivid, almost srizing hue captivated the audience. Everyone couldn't help but desire the treasure, knowing its life-saving properties. Owning such a treasure was akin to holding a second life, making it an indispensable possession at any cost.
In light of the ongoing conflict between humans and elves, acquiring such a rare and priceless item had beco nearly impossible. This potion was more than just a luxury—it was a symbol of survival. The greedy glint in the eyes of many attendees betrayed their inner thoughts, as every wealthy individual sched to claim the potion for themselves.
"This is the elixir I've been searching for! I knew I'd find it here. Coming to this auction was the best decision I've made!" soone shouted from the massive crowd, his voice filled with excitent as he fixed his gaze on the potion.
"To think sothing so extraordinary would appear here... this is unbelievable!" another exclaid.
"Whoever is selling this must be desperate for money. Otherwise, why would anyone part with such a priceless treasure? It's pure madness!" a third person speculated aloud.
"Indeed. If I owned sothing like this, I'd guard it with my life until my last breath. Selling it is sheer foolishness," added another, shaking their head in disbelief.
"This is unreal! I'll do whatever it takes to make this treasure mine!" Continue your adventure at empire
The entire stadium was abuzz with excitent and anticipation. Teressa, the event's auctioneer, couldn't suppress a smile as she watched the growing enthusiasm.
"8 million gold coins!"
A sudden shout broke through the noise as soone from the crowd lifted their participant number high, ensuring Teressa could identify them if they won.
"9 million!" another voice echoed, followed by a participant's number being raised above the throng of people.
"15 million!"
The new bid stunned the crowd, a sharp jump of six million gold coins. Gasps rippled through the audience, followed by hushed whispers as people tried to identify the bold bidder.
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Inside Yuan's VIP room, he and his wives listened to the commotion. The latest voice struck a chord of familiarity, prompting them to glance toward the source of the bid.
"Isn't that Silas from back then?" Yuan remarked, his gaze narrowing as he spotted the familiar figure in the crowd.
"How surprising to see him here," he continued, his tone calm yet laced with intrigue. "Judging from his severed arm, it seems he's desperately seeking a cure to restore it."
Yuan's lips curled into a subtle smile as he recalled the mont he severed Silas's arm and watched Xi ili reduce it to ashes. The mory played vividly in his mind, a stark reminder of their past encounter.
"That's indeed him," Lily said with a small chuckle, nodding her head. "I wonder why he's so eager to bid for that potion at such a high price. He could regenerate his missing limb with a regular Elven Healing Potion."
"Well," Mireya began with a soft smile as she sat beside Yuan, her body leaning into his, making her curves press gently against his arm. "Considering the effects of this rare Elven Potion, I doubt anyone would let such a chance slip away."
"I see… No wonder he's desperate for it. It makes sense," Yuan said, smiling knowingly. "But we have no need for such items. Our Recovery Pills are far more effective and act imdiately."
As he spoke, he wrapped his arm around Mireya's waist, pulling her closer. With a gentle gesture, he kissed her cheek, his affection causing a soft blush to spread across her face.
Looking into her eyes, Yuan's voice lowered into an intimate tone. "Since we're alone here, why don't you return to your original appearance? I want to see the real you when I kiss you."
Mireya chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling. "Ah, I almost forgot about the disguise. Sorry."
She quickly removed the bracelet she wore, and in the blink of an eye, her true form erged—her radiant beauty even more striking without the illusion.
"Much better," Yuan said, his smile deepening as he gazed at her. Without hesitation, he pulled her closer, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.
For a few monts, they were lost in each other, sharing warmth and affection before finally breaking apart with gentle laughter. Yuan's eyes lingered on her long, delicate ears, and the temptation to touch them was clear in his expression.
Mireya noticed imdiately and smirked playfully. "I know what you're thinking. But no, you can't touch them—even if you're my husband. Not here, at least. I don't want to lose control in front of Little Zoe," she said, her tone both serious and teasing.
Yuan chuckled, his smirk matching hers. "Then how about later, in the bedroom? Little Zoe won't be there, only us."
"Hmm, that's possible," Mireya replied with a seductive grin, her words sending a shiver of excitent through him. Yuan smiled, satisfied with her answer, and the two turned their attention back to the auction.
Though neither Yuan nor his wives desired the potion or planned to bid for it, they remained curious about who would win the extraordinary treasure.
"22 million gold coins!"
The bold voice resounded throughout the stadium, catching everyone's attention. Yuan and his wives instantly recognized it.
"That voice…" Lily said, her eyes widening slightly.
"It's King Richard," Yuan confird, his expression shifting to one of mild surprise.
Unable to contain his excitent, King Richard had placed the latest bid, determined to win the miraculous potion.
"Heh, even King Richard wants this treasure," Yuan muttered, shaking his head with a faint smirk. "He's already spent a fortune on the other treasures he bought earlier. I wonder how his kingdom is faring financially these days."
Yuan's words carried a hint of concern, but his curiosity about the king's financial situation was overshadowed by the thrill of watching the auction unfold.
"After devouring that massive pile of monster corpses and the remains of the corrupted creatures, he seems to be overflowing with money—all thanks to you, my dear husband," Mireya said with a small chuckle. She leaned in and kissed Yuan's cheek, her affectionate gesture tinged with playful charm.
"Indeed," Sylvia chid in, joining the conversation as she gracefully settled on Yuan's other side.
"If not for our husband, King Richard wouldn't be here bidding on every item that catches his eye." She laughed softly, her voice carrying a teasing edge.
Anna Grace, Emma, and Rose exchanged amused glances, chuckling quietly as they watched Mireya and Sylvia flirt unabashedly with Yuan. The scene was familiar yet entertaining—each wife finding her way to stay close to him while showing her affection.
anwhile, the auction carried on, and the tension in the stadium grew as bids for the Great Elven Potion escalated. The potion's rarity and miraculous healing effects made it a treasure coveted by all, and the bidders' determination to win it was palpable.
"25 million!"
Suddenly, a sharp and commanding voice cut through the murmurs of the crowd. Heidi's tone was resolute, far firr than before.
Inside her VIP room, her expression was stormy as she fud over losing the previous auction. The humiliation of being outbid for the legendary weapon still burned, a mistake she vowed not to repeat.
"I have to win this potion," Heidi muttered under her breath, her piercing gaze fixed on the glowing red liquid within the glass container. "If I can bring this back to the clan, my position as the next head will beco unshakable."
"Young Lady," Veni, her loyal servant, spoke up with excitent, "if I recall correctly, your father has been searching for sothing like this for a long ti. This potion could secure your place as the heir and gain you his favor."
"Is that so?" Heidi's lips curled into a greedy smile. "That makes it all the more reason to win it."
"27 million!"
Another voice suddenly bood, this ti from Emperor Philip's VIP room, drawing the attention of everyone in the stadium.
Seated confidently within his opulent space, Emperor Philip exuded an air of authority and self-assurance. His eyes glead with determination as he raised his bid, fully intent on securing the potion at any cost.
"This will soon be mine," Philip murmured, a smirk playing on his lips. The thought of the upcoming battles lood in his mind, and he knew the potion could be an invaluable asset.
After all, his empire had recently perford a dangerous ritual—one that used Forbidden Magic powered by tens of thousands of human sacrifices to summon Heroes from another world.
Legends spoke of these heroes as beings of unparalleled strength, their magic capable of altering the fate of nations. The Holy Empire's ambition to dominate the world hinged on their might, and Emperor Philip was prepared to do whatever it took to ensure his victory, starting with claiming the potion.
Furthermore, Heroes could grow strong remarkably fast, and the Holy Empire might exploit this to prepare for an invasion to seize control of the Lionheart Empire. The Golden Skull organization is already causing turmoil within the empire, creating a precarious situation for the Lionheart Empire.
"28 million!" Suddenly, Ajax's voice resounded from his room as the magical lamp emitted a bright light above his VIP suite.
"30 million!" Princess Livia's sweet voice followed, capturing attention with its captivating tone.
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"Brother, are we there yet? Do you even know the way to VIP room number 1?" Elisha asked impatiently, her tone tinged with boredom rather than fatigue.
"Don't worry. We're almost there. Just a turn around the corner, and we'll arrive," Elias replied with a soft chuckle.
'She seems overly eager to et that young man. I hope it's nothing serious—I'd hate to see my sister with soone from a common bloodline,' Elias thought, his expression montarily hardening before softening again.
Before long, the two of them reached the hallway near VIP room number 1, their destination now within sight.
"Why are those servants standing outside the room? Shouldn't they be inside serving the guests?" Elisha muttered, her voice filled with confusion as she observed the servants stationed at the entrance to the VIP room.
"I have no idea. We'll find out once we're inside," Elias responded, shaking his head slightly.
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