Magic Chandelier sold for 2,250 Iris coins. One of the Whitesky people bought it.

Immediately after, another item was rolled to the stage. There were, after all, over a hundred items needed to be bid for, and if they were slow, it would take the whole night.

When the fifth item rolled to the stage, it turned eyes, as the fifth item was a cage. Enslaved women were inside the cages.

White-skinned women of Rask. Tanned-skinned women of Ketherdam. Pale-faced women of Chalicegate.

"Interesting. They are a collection item, correct?"

Draco, the Iron Serpent of Iron Clan, asked, examining the women trapped inside. He was rubbing his thick black beard.

"It does look like. Women of every taste that Whitesky has to offer."

The Crow Queen, Mela, replied with a devious smile. She was the leader of the Black Crow clan that specialized in home invasions.

The bidding went crazy. It hit 3,000 Iris coins quickly. They were then sold to an ugly-looking man in front who was drooling at the sight of the women.

Around the necks of the women, there was some kind of collar. A metal collar that was clinging to their necks tightly, and there was a chain attached to it.

The cage with the women inside was taken away, and then the sixth item rolled to the stage. It was a music item, which didn't interest many.

'…I have an itch to just pull out my revolver and kill everyone here. I am after all, boy of Earth, and have been taught from my birth that slavery is horrible.

'To see everyone here celebrating it and enjoying it even is quite sickening. I see few Earthlings here and there. It does seem like this place has the power to corrupt the mind.'

Aren thought to himself.

He wondered whether, as an Outlaw, he was also supposed to be like them. Outlaw as Pathway was still a mystery to him.

The sixth item was sold and rolled away. Seventh item came, and that was sold as well. Then eight, ninth, and tenth.

None of those items really interested Aren.

The time moved quickly. Items were slowly starting to become more valuable.

In that moment, 38th item got rolled to the stage. It was an item that even the auctioneer looked excited about.

At the front seat, a veiled woman straightened her back. Her face was hidden, but it was clear that she was beautiful.

She also seemed to smell great, as the people around her couldn't help but take a quick sniff of the intoxicating scent that wafted from her direction.

"We have a very special item with us today. This has been brought to us to be sold, and I was quite excited when we got our hands on this."

The auctioneer pulled out the cloth covering the item, revealing a beautiful amethyst pendulum necklace.

When Aren saw that, his eyes shook, and his heart started beating.

'Isn't that… Miss Angelica's necklace? It looks exactly like the one she was wearing. Could it be that she is here to sell this necklace? Why would she do that?'

It was an item that he definitely wanted, as this pendulum necklace had the power to stop anyone from peering into his thoughts.

"This is a blocker necklace. When worn, it shields your mind from anyone trying to take a peek, and it is also capable of deceiving Leader's truth-seeking abilities!"

This item excited many in the crowd and even in the balcony rooms. This kind of item didn't grow on just any tree.

It was extremely valuable!

"We will start the bid at 1,000 Iris coins!"

The auctioneer said.

Instantly, the bidding war ensued.

"1,150!"

"1,500!"

"2,000!"

This was an item that interested mostly Blessed Ones, and they were pretty much the only ones bidding.

"3,000!"

In that moment, a man raised a bidding paddle in one of the balcony rooms. He was Party Master of the Krakenbund, which was a powerful party with several High Rankers in its midst.

"3,500!"

"3,650!"

It didn't matter that he was one of the scariest people in the Black Market currently; the Blessed Ones in the crowd didn't plan on just letting him win.

The bidding resumed—it reached 4,000 quickly, and a short moment later, it reached 5,000—and it also didn't show any sign of stopping.

"6,000!"

In that moment, the clan leader of the Circle of the Silence raised his bidding paddle from one of the balcony rooms.

He was an older man. Close to his sixties. He was clutching his expensive-looking cane that was made of Sin Gold.

The Circle of the Silence was a mysterious group that had planted its root in the Black Market already in the Fourth Aeon. It was one of the oldest clans and one of the founding clans of the Black Market.

It was said that the first leader of the Circle of Silence helped to build the walls of the Black Market.

"7,000!"

"8,000!"

"9,000!"

"10,000!"

It was going crazy, and the crowd looked on in shock at the insane bidding fight between several crime lords and party leaders!

The amount of money that they were bidding would be enough for them to buy a house and even a big spot of land out in the country.

However, the auctioneer knew that this was nothing just yet. There would be much greater items ahead in the auction, and these crime lords knew it.

Therefore, they weren't really going absolutely crazy yet, even though this amethyst pendulum necklace was quite an attractive artifact.

"12,500!"

With a raised bidding paddle, a man in a tailored suit confidently called out. He was one of the young lords of the Schwarzhand family, one of the great noble families of the Whitesky.

It turned silent, and many pondered whether it was worth it to spend any more money for that item.

"15,000!"

At that moment, a single voice resounded in the auction hall. Heads turned, eyes widened in shock, as they all looked at the scary-looking individual in the back row.

With his arm raised, Aren joined the bidding war, and he just casually crossed his legs before he turned his gaze to the young lord of the Schwarzhand family.

The young lord wasn't looking happy.