The supporting character's harem is very normal

Chapter 498: Successful Auction

The Seventh Elder felt the murderous aura from Barosik and frowned. Even though he is a magician, his level is very high.

Besides, he is also a pharmacist enchanter, which means his senses are extremely sharp, so he can immediately detect Barosik’s murderous intent.

He glanced and immediately locked his senses on Barosik.

"Huk!" Barosik was startled, feeling like his body was locked tightly by countless chains.

"Barosik!" Medos immediately shouted: "Dismiss your killing intent. Are you crazy? You dare to look at a master with those murderous eyes; are you worried that you won’t die fast enough?"

"Teacher... sorry, I... I was too angry, so..." Barosik really wanted to cry.

How could he know that just one look and a bit of murderous intent could make the old man discover him?

But... It was too late to regret it.

The Seventh Elder frowned, his eyes filled with murderous intent, as he looked at Barosik: "It seems... you think I can’t kill you, right?"

"That’s good; I also want to see why you dare to be rude to me."

After the Seventh Elder spoke, he waved his hand, and countless winds began to gather in his palm.

Barosik was scared and took a few steps back, wanting to run away from this place.

"Do you want to run? It’s too late..." The Seventh Elder said contemptuously: "If you intend to kill others, you must be prepared to be killed by others; this is the nature of this world."

"Damn it!" Barosik silently cursed.

"Enough!" Suddenly, Rakka shouted: "Seventh Elder, please stop."

The Seventh Elder glanced at Rakka and asked in confusion: "Boy, do you also want to oppose me?"

"No, I don’t." Rakka replied softly: "Seventh Elder, I know you are very angry; however, killing him will only make you worse off."

"Ah! What do you mean?" The seventh Elder frowned as he looked at the Rakka with a bit of murderous intent. It was as if Rakka’s words didn’t satisfy him; he would leave two sets of bodies here.@@@@

One is Barosik, the other is Rakka.

"Seventh Elder, you are an Elder of the Enchanter Tower. For such a small matter as this, killing a student of Karol Magic Academy will cause your honour to be trampled on."

"People will say you rely on your power and strength to oppress an ordinary student."

"Oh!" The Seventh Elder heard that and felt it was very reasonable.

Rakka continued: "You don’t need to pay attention to a barking dog. Okay, meeting the Seventh Elder of Enchanter Tower today is also considered a kind of luck for me; that’s why... that necklace, consider it a meeting gift."

"I hope you can be tolerant and forgive a useless dog. There’s no need to dirty your hands."

The seventh elder was startled when he heard that. He glanced at the necklace on the tray; his eyes could hardly hide his greed.

The Seventh Elder is an enchanter of the Enchanter Tower; it can be said that he is extremely wealthy.

His assets could be stacked into a mountain, but when he saw that necklace, it was difficult to hide his lust and greed.

That means that... for the Seventh Elder, that necklace is truly an extremely precious thing and has a great effect on him.

"Besides... the auction centre will definitely find a way to sell that sword to that mysterious young man. After all, the identity and position of an elder are too terrible."

"No matter who it is, even the auction centre dare not offend him. You just offended that Elder; the auction centre will definitely not want to sell that sword to you."

"On the contrary, since that mysterious young man just became friends with that Seventh Elder, the auction centre will definitely be on his side."

"You... are not his opponent."

Barosik heard Medos’ words and clenched his fists, so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

That aura should have been his, he should have been the one that everyone paid attention to.

Why?

Why was the end result the same as before, when he had not yet obtained this mysterious talent?

Medos also sighed inwardly. He felt that the mysterious young man was also too smart.

That young man could quickly realise that the Seventh Elder really liked that necklace, which proved that that person’s observation ability was extremely terrible.

"Teacher, you..." Barosik wanted to say something, but Medos immediately continued.

"Haven’t you realised that he didn’t sell that necklace because he was short of money?"

"What do you mean..." Barosik was confused and asked hesitantly.

Medos sighed, feeling that Barosik was really stupid and lacking in life experience.

He tiredly explained: "The young man was not short of money; he gave that necklace with other intentions."

"He... wanted to let those who clearly saw the use of that necklace pay attention to it and pay attention to him."

"Thanks to that necklace, he can make friends with other people."

"What?! How is that possible? How could he think that far?" Barosik couldn’t believe it and said.

Medos sighed: "You can’t think to that extent, but he can."

"That mysterious young man knew that only high-ranking enchanters could recognise the true value of the necklace."

"That’s also why he showed the necklace, and he succeeded. Him buying that sword is not because he knows its true use, but mainly so that people will pay attention to him."

"It can be said... in terms of wisdom and power, you are far behind him, so far that you can use the abyss and sky to visualise the difference."

Hearing that, Barosik was so embarrassed and angry that he bit his lip, causing his lip to bleed.

He gritted his teeth and immediately left. Anyway, the results of this auction are out.

Barosik knew that even if he sold everything he had, he could not buy that sword. He could only give it up.

Staying would only make him more humiliated.

Miconia saw Barosik leave, looked at the mysterious young man, smiled, and said: "Mysterious customer, that young man has left; do you still want to buy the sword?"

"Of course." Rakka smiled and said: "According to the price that idiot just offered, I bid higher, 3,000,000 gold coins."

Miconia looked around, smiling characteristically like a businessman: "The mysterious customer offered 3 million gold coins; does anyone want to pay a higher price?"