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Chapter 307
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Chapter 307 – Number 66
Number 66 was a nervous-looking man with slicked-back blond hair.
When prompted, I alone followed him to the edge of the venue.
A curtain-like fabric hung from the ceiling, blocking the outside view.
When I turned around, Number 66 made a strange remark.
“Do you know who you’re picking a fight with?”
It was truly bizarre.
Despite the fact that Number 66 had clearly come to start a fight, I somehow seemed to be the aggressor.
“No, I don’t.”
“…Tch. A newcomer. The masked woman beside you has an unfamiliar aura, too. Is she your master?”
“I suppose so.”
“I am a reincarnated individual from the Kingdom of Albert and an emissary of Marie-sama. Interfering with my mission is interfering with Marie-sama.”
“…”
“I don’t know what dumpster you crawled out of, but tell them not to pick the wrong fight. This time, I’ll let it slide if you hand over the Skill Seed after the auction ends. And the winning bid? Consider it a lesson learned.”
I watched the man’s retreating back as he sniffed disdainfully and returned to the hall.
—Mind’s Eye—
I assessed my opponent’s strength and abilities, pondering my next move.
But…
“Well, whatever.”
Thinking about it wouldn’t change what I had to do.
After all, we were competing through the proper auction process. Number 66 had also won other Seeds of Growth and Skill Books, but I hadn’t interfered because I wasn’t after those.
He had no grounds to complain. The fact that he resorted to threats meant that he couldn’t resolve this issue without them.
This was in a world without phones or the internet.
That man had no way to contact someone so far away. Besides, the only chance he’d have to interact with me directly would be when Marie came to collect the auction items.
Furthermore, wealthy people value places where they can meaningfully spend their money.
Even if Marie showed up, she wouldn’t risk ruining a valuable public auction just for a flashy fight.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
“Everything okay?”
“Yeah, just as expected—he’s the proxy for the reincarnator, Marie. He threatened me to stay out of it.”
“I see.”
(This is way worse.)
Her muttered voice was chilling.
Sensing something was amiss, I desperately tried to stop Riste.
Marie probably wouldn’t destroy this place, but to Goddess, that wouldn’t matter, and she would just smash it to pieces.
“It’s… fine. She’ll probably just threaten us and not actually do anything—or rather, she probably can’t do anything. Don’t worry about it; we’ll just bid normally.”
After that, although I occasionally felt glances that could curse me to death, the auction proceeded smoothly. Riste and I steadily built up our market knowledge.
Particularly popular were combat-oriented skill books, especially magic-based ones and passive resistance types.
With limited reference data, it’s unclear if this applies broadly, but a “Thin Skill Bluebook: Light Magic” sold for 46 million Beeke.
A “Thin Skill Bluebook: Paralysis Resistance” fetched 90 million Beeke. The fierce bidding made it clear that Thin Skill Bluebooks could exceed 100 million Beeke depending on the item.
As expected, though, job-related books were noticeably cheaper overall.
Construction and Tailoring are likely to have sold for under 4 million Beeke because the effect after acquiring the skill is relatively weak.
Incidentally, three out of the four Thin Yellow Skill Books listed this time easily surpassed 100 million Beeke.
When the “Thin Yellow Skill Book Sorcery Magic”—still only unlocked—appeared, I seriously considered bidding, clutching my bid slip. However, thanks to number 66 promptly declaring 200 million, I calmed down.
Even assuming the “Skill Seed” provides the minimum value of one skill point, two seeds would get you to skill level one.
If it weren’t unlocked, it might be worth it. However, since it is unlocked, spending hundreds of millions on a Thin Book that will likely require multiple copies just to acquire a skill is foolish.
They probably don’t understand the concept of skill points and are just trying to solve everything with money.
“That concludes the items for this session. We will now begin handing out the items. Successful bidders, please bring your bid tickets to the counter. Any remaining deposits will be refunded tomorrow or later—”
As the auctioneer declared the end of the session, many participants rose from their seats.
In the end, I won nine items:
・Skill Seeds ×6… Total: 950 million Beeke
・Thin Blue Book of Skill Fishing/Hunting: 3.5 million Beeke
・”Book” Gemstone Encyclopedia: 40 million Beeke
・”Magic Tool” Mounting Saddle: 51 million Beeke
The “Skill Seeds” and “Gemstone Encyclopedia” turned out as expected, so that’s good. I thought the ‘Thin Skill Bluebook: Fishing and Hunting’ would be perfect for testing, so I bought it at auction.
Since Fishing and Hunting were still unacquired skills, using the Thin Book would show me exactly how much the skill experience points increased at once.
Then there’s this magic tool called a “Mounting Saddle”—I bought that purely out of curiosity.
Carla kept saying things like, “I want to ride a bear,” like some Kintarō. Since it was a rare item, I ended up snagging it.
[T/N: Kintarō is a beloved Japanese folk hero known for his superhuman strength and bravery as a child.]
Technically, it’s a souvenir, but apparently, it’s a one-of-a-kind item that gives a bonus to riding when used. I’d like to try it someday when I ride something.
Total purchases exceeded one billion.
Thinking back to my days in Japan, this level of spending seems insane, but 90% of it is necessary to get stronger.
Suddenly, I recall Kasahara-san crying after pulling gacha and muttering his catchphrase like it was second nature: “You gotta keep spending money to push yourself, right?” A smile slips out from the nostalgia.
Well, there’s no point in lingering at the venue forever.
I stood up to collect my items. Ah, right.
I spotted a man glaring at me as he strode toward me with long strides and let out a light sigh.
“Sorry, Riste. It’s that guy again. You can go ahead and head back, okay?”
“Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
“Yeah, if he’s that angry, it probably means he can’t call Marie here.”
“Understood. But if anything happens, contact me immediately, okay?”
As I watched Riste leave, Number 66 approached me with a demonic expression. His lips trembled as if he were holding something back.
“You… If you and your master don’t want to die, hand over everything you won at the auction…”
He muttered this in a voice only I could hear.
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