The Bored Immortal

"The hell is this?" Viktor couldn't believe the audacity of these people to price something so precious for 100 million greater Odic coins. It was not something that deserves to be put a price tag on it.

Of course, this amount was too enormous for even the wealthiest family in this town to afford. They would have to work for at least dozens and dozens of years continuously without a break.

But even then, it was not like the fruit would be forever waiting for them.

Viktor could hear people gulping down their salivas upon hearing the price, lamenting about not being wealthy enough.

He also knew that the reason these people were brazenly auctioning off such a priceless fruit was that they very well knew a peaceful realm like the Sacred Spirit Realm would never retaliate.

The proof was right beside him. Seraphina's eyes were shaking, and her hands were clenched into fists.

The fate of her realm was hanging right in front of her….about to be sold off.

But even then, she was not moving a single muscle nor using her powers to try and snatch it back. 

Maybe if she really went all out, she could have got it back and escaped from this realm, though she would have to kill some on her way out.

And that was the only thing holding her back. What Viktor was curious about was whether if she would try to keep up her own beliefs or save her realm when pushed to a corner.

But he hoped such a situation would never happen since someone like her may have a hard time dealing with it.

However, seeing the magical red fruit in front of his eyes, Viktor felt a pricking sensation in his heart.

For some reason, looking at it being in the hands of the wrong party was making him feel unsettled. It was this very same feeling that was motivating him to get it back as well.

He just didn't realize it at first, but now this feeling was only becoming stronger. It was as if this fruit held some special meaning to him even though before ten days, he didn't even know it existed.

"101 Million! This is the price offered by His Majesty King Erzu." 

Suddenly, an announcement came from the leftmost roof box, and everybody gasped since it seemed that the dark elf king was highly interested in the Fruit of Youth.

But the surprising fact here was how he casually called out that amount, making everybody realizes how truly rich he must be.

Surely, the other two powerful people in the other two roof boxes may not be lacking as well.

"It's the dark elf king. As expected, he is trying to buy it," Seraphina suddenly started with a narrowed gaze, making Viktor ask," You can sense them from here? What about your disguise?"

Viktor was worried that her disguise might get exposed if she used her powers.

Seraphina shook her head and said, "I don't need to use my powers consciously to feel the Odic aura in this hall. And right now, I can feel three strong auras in those three roof boxes above, each of them very distinct from the other. Since we already came upon the dark elves, I was able to easily figure out that it is the dark elf king trying to buy it."

"What an asshole. He stole the stole fruit, lost it, and now he is trying to buy it back? Well, I guess we would be dealing with them again soon," Viktor said with a narrowed gaze while thinking that he couldn't face them in his vampire form due to the poison arts they were practicing. He already got firsthand experience of how just a casual whiff of wolfsbane could make him feel hell.

Of course, it didn't beat the feeling he got from the memory of Azu getting poisoned by the same thing.

Viktor was tempted to just snatch this fruit right here and now, but he already saw powerful squads of soldiers surrounding the entire building.

Brute forcing his way through was not an option, especially with Seraphina not willing to kill anyone. The only way was to be silent and quick.

Narin didn't seem surprised to hear King Erzu placing his bid and announced, "It seems our respected King Erzu has called dibs on the Fruit of Youth for 101 million! Anybody else—"

"102 million. Prince Mevron has placed his bid," An announcement came from the middle roof box, though it didn't surprise the people in the hall.

If anything, it only seemed natural that someone as powerful and influential as Mevron would be interested in the Fruit of Youth.

"Oh no…He wants it as well…What do we do? Is it possible we can get it back from someone like him?" Seraphina knew how powerful the Winter Dragons were and the influence they had in this realm.

She knew there was a good chance Mevron was interested, but she wished this to not be true.

It was the worst-case scenario for her, though Viktor shook his head and said, "This wouldn't change anything. We already considered the chance that any three of these greedy bastards will try to buy it. And no matter which one of the three it is, our plan won't change."

Seraphina remembered Viktor's plan and nodded, remembering that as he said, they only have one way about this.

"103 million from King Erzu!"

"104 million from Prince Mevron!"

"105 million from King Erzu!"

"106 million from Prince Mevron!"

….

The battle of bids began to get intense as even the people in the hall began to sweat, wondering how these two powerful parties were casually raising the price by a million each time.

King Erzu was gnashing his teeth seeing how Mevron was dead set about obtaining the fruit.

But finally, King Erzu decided to give up since he really couldn't afford to raise the price more and gave up before he could lose face.

"And the Fruit of Youth has been sold for a staggering sum of 120 million greater Odic coins!"