HPDBC Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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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.
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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