Chapter 572: Travel In Dreamland
Just as the appraiser predicted, his items were scheduled in the first half of the session.
The auction did not sell all the necklaces at once. Instead, they divided them and presented one each ti several other lots were sold.
Angor’s products were low-class storage holders. He originally estimated that each item would earn him twenty to thirty thousand crystals, but the actual bidding price went a little higher because there was competition. This was also the reason why he took the items to the auction instead of selling them to other shops.
After paying auction commission and part of the inco to Sunders, Angor believed that each necklace would bring him about ten thousand crystals. Selling four ant 40,000 in total. This was a big fortune even to so of the most powerful wizards.
Despite that, when compared to the prices of other lots, forty thousand crystals was like a drop in the ocean—completely negligible.
Angor was hoping that he could use the money to buy so materials that he might use in the future, but in the end, he simply gave up because the final bid of every single item would reach at least ten thousand.
He might be able to afford one or two lots, but he was not going to stock sothing he couldn’t use any ti soon.
Sunders, on the other hand, won several spell diums that were commonly used by wizards to cast spells easier. At the sa ti, such items could assist wizards to create new forms of spells. As a truth-finder wizard, most of Sunders’ spells were unique. Still, the gentleman would like to constantly discover new ones.
The auction entered a brief resting session after the 100th item was sold. There would be ten minutes for them to rest. In addition to letting their custors catch so respite, the auction also ant to tell them that those who couldn’t participate in the competition for the better items should leave as soon as possible.
During the “2nd session”, Angor noticed that the starting bids of the items were still acceptable.
There were more interesting entities being shown here, such as otherworldly slaves.
“This creature can only speak lies...”
“This is a Finkenel. While 95% of its body resembles us humans, its internal layout is completely different...”
“Soone sent us two slaves. A Multi-Eyed Demon and a Grave Ghoul...”
Most of the slaves were extrely expensive because bringing them here required a huge amount of effort, such as transporting them across thousands of different planes. Listening to lantha’s explanation also helped Angor earn so basic insight into the countless foreign planes out there.
There was a 3rd session of the auction. Angor knew that he could do nothing more than observing it since the bids would start at seven digits minimum. These lots were only intended for high-level wizards.
Soon, Angor’s Bloodrose Vein was brought up.
The bid for the simple yet generally useful material easily reached 230,000 crystals, which was 30,000 higher than the appraiser’s estimated value.
Angor had to give 150,000 to Sunders as well as a percentage as the commission fee, leaving him a net profit of about 60,000 crystals.
The successful sale made him understand why so many wizards, including Sunders, considered Nightmare Realm a treasure vault. Each wizard-level monster was like a walking pile of money, and the Nightmare Realm was full of them! Too bad Angor couldn’t defeat them yet.
As the auction approached its end, even though he was not the one buying, Angor still felt his heart racing in excitent when the following bids reached ten million or more.
When it was ti for the last two items, lantha took out a scroll from a safe storage and showed it to the participants.
Angor looked and did not find any energy signatures on the item, which ant it was an ordinary scroll used for recording information instead of a magic scroll.
There was only a simple line of words written in an ornantal style used in ancient tis, which was exposed on the outside. There was no other decoration or binding on it.
“It’s written by wizards from the old days?” Angor muttered. The texture of the scroll suggested that it existed before paper was invented.
But he denied that idea when he noticed that he could actually read the line of words.
“‘Travel in Dreamland’?” he read the na aloud. “Is it like the traveling diary written by Feinwerder?”
Sunders, who had been staying quiet most of the ti, gave Angor a quick answer, “Yes, that should be it.”
It took Angor so ti to comprehend those words, which were irrelevant to his question. “Is that the scroll that contained Nightmare Realm-related information that you ntioned before?”
Sunders nodded. “I heard that the scroll is called ‘Travel In Dreamland’.”
“Did ancient wizards call Nightmare Realm the ‘Dreamland’?” Angor wondered.
He went through his mory, but he did not find anything that was related to such a na.
He thought his professor might be cultured enough to provide an answer, but Sunders only shook his head upon hearing Angor’s next question.
“I’ve heard about the Fantasy Realm and Fantasy Plane. But no, I know nothing about this ‘Dreamland’ place.”
lantha was now speaking to everyone using her magic-enhanced voice, “Travel in Dreamland is a travel journal left by a wizard from prival tis.”
The other wizards looked at each other in doubt. What was so special about soone’s journal? Even the journal of an ancient wizard did not hold much value because “modern” wizards would usually do better and faster jobs traveling to other planes and realms. They did not understand why the auction decided to place the scroll so late in the queue.
Unless... the item contained so special information or that the item developed its own intellect and beca alive, like how Elder of Books of Brute Cavern was born from a book.
So of the wizards who heard about the scroll beforehand, including Sunders, remained patient and waited for lantha’s further explanation.
“Before you believe this to be another ordinary travel diary, I should tell you that according to our most trusted appraisers, the ‘travel’ written in the title referred to the Nightmare Realm...”
Soone imdiately protested. The na of Nightmare Realm was made known to wizards several centuries ago, and only a few people managed to get there and return. How did the auction ascertain their conclusion?
The “most trusted appraisers” might not be as credible as they claid to be.
Without minding the opposing ideas, lantha continued, “The consignor told us that the scroll holds so secrets related to so of the core areas of Nightmare Realm, which includes but not limited to, the locations of wonderful treasures. Now, we shall begin bidding at 600,000 magic crystals. If anyone is interested, you know what to do.”
This was the highest starting price seen today.
lantha waited for a while, only to see several impolite apprentices booing at her. Then she glanced at the third level where the VIP rooms were located. Truth was, the scroll was intended for VIP guests since only a selected few among them knew how to explore elents related to the Nightmare Realm.
Yet lantha was getting a bit uneasy when she saw no response from the VIPs either.
“Nobody heard about this ‘Dreamland’ before, lantha, and the auction only gave us empty words. How do you prove to us that the scroll is really connected to Nightmare Realm?” Soone who sounded pretty old spoke from Room 011, which was right next to Sunders’ room.
“That’s Old Qetesh from Sleepless City. So he ca as well... Just right. He once found a fortune from Nightmare Realm too.”
“You an—” Angor widened his eyes.
“Yes. He once entered Nightmare Realm and sohow escaped alive while bringing so extra items with him.”
Any wizard who went into the Nightmare Realm would tell others that the place was deadly and horrific. Yet every ti that there was a rumor or clue about Nightmare Realm, these wizards would go after it faster than anyone else for they knew better than anyone else that great fortune accompanied great danger.
lantha was a little astonished to hear Qetesh’s comnt, but she recovered soon enough and put on her professional smile as she said, “As per our agreent with the current owner of the scroll, we cannot read the content. I apologize, Mister Qetesh, for we cannot prove that ‘Dreamland’ is Nightmare Realm.”
“‘Our most trusted appraisers’, or so you said. So what exactly did they do?” Qetesh’s words sounded like sarcasm this ti.
“I can assure you that what I have said is the truth.” lantha frowned as she thought about the individual who refused to entrust the other item to Sky Auction. “Mister Qetesh, do you think we, Sky Auction, will ruin our hard-earned fa by presenting a fake scroll to so many custors? Please trust . I have a reason when I said our conclusion is dependable.”
When seeing lantha using the na of Sky Auction as “insurance”, Qetesh decided not to argue with her.
However, not everyone trusted Sky Auction’s dignity.
“This is my first ti coming here, and I don’t give a damn about your credit. You better do sothing to convince that I won’t be buying a piece of junk, or don’t waste my ti.”
Angor listened to the female voice that he couldn’t recognize and looked at Sunders again, hoping for a hint.
“She... why did she co here?” Sunders frowned.
“Who is that, professor?”
Sunders hesitated for a bit and decided to tell his student. “That’s Sennefer, a very powerful Bloodline wizard, and one of the high commanders of Moonfrost Union who are in charge of their expedition teams. She stays at the other planes most of the ti.”
“Sennefer? The ‘Witch of Wasteland’?”
Sunders nodded to confirm.
“I see. Sennefer...” Angor repeated the witch’s na, about which he heard a lot from Nausica.
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