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Chapter 62
It was an awkward situation where I couldn't exactly refuse, considering what I had done.
"Hmm... This isn't good."
She didn't stop there.
Taking a bite of a nearby dessert, she shook her head and started frantically pressing the signal installed on the wall.
"Potatoes! I need potatoes!! Warm, cooked potatoes!!"
……
A noble lady from a duke's family throwing aside elegant desserts and causing a scene in the VIP room over potatoes—what a sight.
Misha, the head maid, seemed even more embarrassed as she covered her face with both hands and sighed.
Let's pretend we didn't see that.
Beep!!
A signal announcing the start of the auction echoed through the room, and a hologram-like projection began to appear on the once-empty red wall.
On the screen was a large podium where the auctioned items were displayed.
As expected, one of the most valuable items, The Queen’s Twilight, would be auctioned last.
"Let's just take it easy and watch."
"I'm not interested."
Of course.
For Luna Basilin, who had an endless collection of treasures stored in her subspace, the trinkets being auctioned here were hardly impressive.
Luna, losing interest, flopped onto a long sofa, while a black reaper lay sprawled out on a circular bed.
The only one maintaining a proper posture was Misha, standing beside my chair.
"You should sit and rest. You can’t stand the whole time."
"I appreciate your kindness."
Misha, in her own way, could be quite shameless.
Soon, the auctioneer appeared on the screen and began his introduction.
"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to another Black Friday Auction. This marks the 87th edition of Black Friday, and once again..."
As the usual scripted speech played, I wore a bored expression.
Then, it happened.
[The memories of the Fourth Hall are ready to be applied.]
I shot up from my seat.
So suddenly?
Noticing the gazes turning toward me, I quickly sat back down.
'Now of all times?'
[Due to the memory transfer of the Hall of Necromancy, your body has undergone significant strain.]
Well, this is already the fourth one.
Has it even been two months since I woke up?
Receiving the fourth memory this soon felt a bit premature.
Still, having more abilities at my disposal was never a bad thing.
'Start the process.'
[Due to the unique nature of this hall, the transfer will take some time. Until the process is complete, you will not be able to access its contents.]
'That’s never happened before. How long will it take?'
[This is a special case. Estimated duration: one week.]
A week.
That’s not too bad.
I smiled in satisfaction.
The preparations for my rebirth were almost complete.
Now, I could undergo a transformation whenever I wanted.
I checked my status window.
Beep!
Name: Leon Cascadia
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Abilities:
(Hall of Swords)
Sword Expert (Highest Level) – Mastered techniques can be viewed in detail.
Ultimate Aura is preserved.
(Hall of Martial Arts)
Fist Expert (Highest Level)
Ferocious Aura is preserved.
(Hall of Necromancy)
Grand Necromancer (6th Circle) – Mastered spells can be viewed in detail.
Death Lord’s Necromantic Mana and the dominance imbued within it are preserved.
Necromancy at the 6th Circle.
My aura-based swordsmanship and martial arts would surpass the master's threshold once I completed my transformation.
Even now, my specs were far from weak, but getting stronger was never a bad thing.
If I expanded the details, I could see everything I had learned.
"What are you doing?"
As I gestured at the air, Luna stared at me intently.
"I see a strange flow of energy at your fingertips. Are you doing something?"
I shook my head and dismissed the status window.
"It's nothing."
Even so, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation about the Fourth Hall.
Recovering its memories wasn’t the only benefit—the hall's completion bonus, like aura or necromantic mana, always came along as well.
I could only hope that something powerful would accompany it.
For now, I watched the auction unfold.
The usual trinkets, artifacts, equipment, and monster materials were displayed, but the bidding was far less competitive than I had expected.
Luna, the walking treasure vault, wasn’t interested in buying anything.
Neither was I, nor was Isna, the noble lady, who had no particular enthusiasm for these items.
Our only real concern was whether The Queen’s Twilight would sell properly.
Then, something unexpected happened.
"Now! Up next is a relic imbued with ancient magic! At first glance, it looks like a simple compass, but its true purpose..."
Thud!!!
The moment the peculiar compass appeared on the podium, Luna shot up from her seat.
Her hands trembled.
She stared at it blankly before frantically reaching into thin air, pulling out one item after another.
Small gems, expensive-looking trinkets—each object looked incredibly valuable.
Her sudden actions left Misha, the noble Isna, the black-robed reaper staring at her in shock.
"Luna?"
"That, that!"
"What about it?"
"I have to buy that. I’ll give you everything I have, Leon!"
There was outright panic in her voice.
Seeing her frantically pulling out all her valuables, I knew I had to calm her down.
I tried gathering the items and stuffing them back into her subspace.
But she wouldn't budge.
"Please! Leon! I have to buy that! I’ll give you everything I have!"
“It’s fine. I have enough money, so I’ll buy it for you. Besides, there’s no competition, and I promised. I said I’d get it for you.”
There was no way to miss the look in her eyes.
That compass she was looking at must be the key to finding the ring she had been desperately searching for—the Fate Lord.
But she had said the ring didn’t have any special abilities.
I couldn’t help but wonder—did such a compass really exist?
Still, Luna’s expression was so desperate that I didn’t press her for answers.
I immediately pressed the bid button.
The starting price was 1 million sel.
By my past life’s standards, that was about the equivalent of 1 million won.
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Not an expensive item.
In fact, there were barely any bidders.
“5 million sel.”
I called out a strong bid from the start to crush any potential competition.
It was a dummy item, anyway.
An item like that would only attract collectors who had completely lost their minds.
No sane person would pay a high price for it.
“We have 5 million sel! Any other bidders? If no one bids within 10 seconds, it will be sold for 5 million sel!”
Despite the auctioneer’s excited voice, no one else placed a bid.
“See? No problem buying it.”
Considering the 45 million sel worth of funds the administrator had prepared for me, it wasn’t a burdensome amount.
Of course, I needed to confirm whether that money was actually provided for my use or if it was more of a loan.
For now, it was enough.
As the countdown reached 3… then 2… then 1, Luna’s nervousness intensified.
And then—
Beep!!
“We have 7 million sel! Any other bidders?! 7 million sel!”
Startled, I turned to see a panel displaying the new bid of 7 million.
“That cheeky bastard…”
I immediately pressed the button to raise my bid.
“Don’t outbid me on my compass.”
“Ah! We have 7.5 million sel! 7.5 million sel!”
The price was rising fast for an early auction item, drawing interest from those who wouldn’t have noticed otherwise.
Beep!
9 million sel.
I clenched my teeth, suppressing my irritation.
So, they wanted to have a money fight with me?
I deliberately bid 9 million and 1 sel.
The opponent responded with 12 million.
As the numbers climbed, I quickly did the math in my head.
Then, I entered 15 million sel.
I still had room to bid.
I wasn’t going to exceed the limit of 45 million just yet.
Even in my past life, 45 million won was a considerable sum of money.
When I bid 15 million, my opponent immediately raised it to 20 million.
That meant I was about to go over my current available funds.
But a promise was a promise.
I continued bidding.
20 million.
25 million.
30 million.
40 million.
I had already reached the limit.
Luna grew more anxious and reached into her dimensional space, trying to pull out some jewels.
“L-Leon…”
I should have declared a larger budget when entering the auction.
This was my first time participating, and my inexperience was showing.
In the Labyrinthos, I had built overwhelming strength.
But dealing with people, navigating society—those were things I had been completely detached from.
This world had more unknowns than I thought.
I felt both anxious and intrigued.
If we lost that item now, we wouldn’t even know who had won it.
At this rate, I needed to call the administrator and increase my bidding limit.
But no matter how fast they processed it, the auction would end before that could happen.
And then—
Beep!!
“2… 200 million sel! We have 200 million sel!!”
A panel that had been dark suddenly lit up beside mine, dropping a massive bomb on the auction.
“Huh?”
Stunned by the sudden escalation, I turned my head.
There, holding a bid button in one hand, stood a figure draped in tattered black robes, wearing a death god’s mask.
Isna Mielephon.
“Lord Leon, do you need that item?”
She had just bid a staggering 200 million sel.
The scale was on a completely different level compared to the small skirmish I had been having.
“Lady Isna?”
“Well, if a VIP-tier item is being auctioned, they’ll probably make quite a bit of money. But right now, your auction limit is 45 million, right? Black Friday events are such a hassle… Trying to stay anonymous means dealing with annoying spending caps…”
She spoke casually, as if this was nothing.
I could only stare at her in shock.
But it seemed my opponent wasn’t backing down, either.
Beep!
250 million sel.
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