When everything was settled, Cesare planned to take Sandino back to school, but Cesare was about to leave when he was pulled by Sandino. "Don't be in a hurry, we're all here, don't you wonder what this place is? Besides, those two guards might still be squatting outside. As he said this, Sandino's face was slightly excited, as if he had wanted to bring Cesare here for some days. Cesare looked at the big security guard standing at the door, the guy also made a gesture to the two of them, and then looked back at Sandino's expectant expression, sighed helplessly, and before he could ask clearly, the steps on his feet had already followed Sandino into the depths of the corridor. "So, what is this place? Why would he let you in? "Don't be nervous, bro, it's just an auction." Sandino replied excitedly. "As long as you are a nobleman, they will let you in unconditionally, and if you are a commoner, you will show the admission ticket. Obviously, everyone with a head and a face knows it, but it's strange that you don't know. "I really never heard of any other auctions here... Are you sure it's legal here? Cesare followed Sandino down the promenade, and after a staircase downward, the dimly lit interior suddenly became much brighter, and the walls on both sides were lit with extravagant fancy candelabras, and Cesare felt that he had suddenly arrived in some kind of upper-class place from the old town. "I don't really know that, and only Wednesday is an auction, and on Saturday night there is an opera and the occasional circus performance! I don't know what the rest of the time is going to do. Sandino replied thoughtfully. And the things on auction here are always quirky, just like you, and you're sure to love it. "But I don't have any money on me, so I can't afford to shoot anything I like." Cesare confessed. "It's okay bro! Don't you still have me? With that, Sandino proudly straightened his collar. People don't know about you, but I know very well! With you, we are sure to make a big deal! Backstage in the square, a masked man is handing over a box to the auctioneer. How much do you plan to set for this lot? "Five hundred." From the cold tone of the man in black, I couldn't hear any emotion he carried. "Do you mean five hundred gold or five hundred silver?" The auctioneer asked a little puzzled, after all, the difference in units is not a small amount. "Five hundred copper coins." When the classical door was slowly pushed open, Cesare and Sandino arrived at the main venue of the auction, it seemed that the auction had been going on for a while, the grand and wide hall seemed to be an indoor square, the size of the place was much larger than the outside, the overall structure was divided into two floors, the first floor was crowded with people, as if there were no chairs prepared in order to accommodate more people, and the second floor was the box of the nobles. "Quiet! Be quiet! Now the bid is two thousand! There are no friends who have no markup!? "The scrawny old man with an eyepatch in his left eye stood on the front platform and shouted loudly in his hoarse and ugly duck voice, his rather short stature was particularly unusual compared to the two large and burly bodyguards around him, but judging by his unusual and luxurious clothing, this thin old man seemed to have an unusual voice in the auction." Two thousand one! I heard that! Now the bid is two thousand one! There was no height difference on the flat ground at the front of the venue, so Sandino, who was standing in the back row, was so tightly blocked by the sea that he couldn't see the front of the ground even if he jumped. In a fit of rage, Cesare, who didn't care so much next to him, squeezed towards the front row of the auction, and the two teenagers took advantage of their size to move forward through the crowd of different bodies, walking in the shadows of adults like walking in a dense forest that covered the sky and the sun. Finally in the front row, the mighty security personnel cleared a circle of open space around the near high platform, so that the staff could have a breathing place and the two teenagers could get out of their heads. At this time, there was a hoarse shout from the high platform: "Deal!" Congratulations to the gentleman in the helmet for 4,700 copper coins for finally auctioning off this sword! The historic royal sword is extremely sharp to this day! Mr. Good Eyes, you've definitely made a lot of money! Cesare, who had just entered the front row, just glanced at the high platform with his peripheral vision and muttered casually: "The Valking knight's sword of the last century has been refurbished, and it's good to hang it on the wall as a decoration, but it's hard to kill a rabbit when you really use it, and that guy has lost a lot." Cesare was looking around at the scenery in the front row, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the box on the upper right, and after carefully identifying it, he subconsciously took two steps back. "What's wrong, Cesare? Sandino asked, puzzled. "It's okay... Just seeing people I know. Following Cesare's gaze, a red-haired nobleman in a black and red coat stood in front of the crowd on the right, no doubt the Count of Laurien, who was now looking at the platform with an elegant little telescope. Beside him stood a young girl, dressed in the uniform of St. Calle's School, with the same trademark red hair, who looked like his daughter, but most of her figure was obscured by Count Laurean, and no specific appearance was visible. "Count Laurean." Sandino looked surprised. "You know him?" "I don't know each other, but I met him once at the place where I worked, and I repaired things for him." Cesare explained. "I see, you know?It is rumored that Earl Laurion was a bastard boy who did not learn or know how to do it when he was young, and he liked to collect folk tatters when he was a child, and it was only after marriage that he began to converge. Speaking of this, Sandino deliberately lowered his voice and whispered into Cesare's ear and continued: "I heard that his married life is very bad, only glamorous outside, and he has no say at home. "Whether it's true or not, how can you know so much about other people's family affairs?" Cesare looked at Sandino suspiciously, suddenly feeling a strangeness to the good brother he had always had, and God knows what else he knew. Faced with Cesare's doubts, Sandino just shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly. "There are a lot of such rumors in school, as long as you talk casually, you can hear a lot of them, and you can make yourself feel better through the bad things in other people's homes, everyone does this, isn't this our traditional way of court entertainment?" Cesare wanted to continue to ask about the rumors about the Hunyadi family, but after thinking about it, he didn't want to be bored, so he just smiled awkwardly and turned his attention back to the auction ahead. The old man on the stage took the next item to be auctioned from the scantily clad hostess, which was a thing wrapped in layers of tarpaulin, and it looked like it was only the size of a fist. When he took the thing, the old host was noticeably sluggish, but quickly adjusted back to his state. "Today's No. 7 product is not simple! From a venerable family of Counts - Hunyadi! As soon as the words ended, there was a commotion throughout the room, and people seemed to be discussing something, but it was nothing more than worry and laughter. Sandino touched Cesare with his elbow. "Hunyadi? That's not your family? After a moment of hesitation and shock, Cesare nodded silently. Cesare frowned at the tarpaulin on the stage. Although it was only intuition, he still vaguely noticed some traces of magic floating vaguely from under the tarpaulin, and it was very similar to the magic hidden on the Hunyati family crest ring, and there must be some connection in it that he could not understand for the time being, but could there really be such a coincidence in this world? Why are the things of the Hunyadi family here? The old host wiped the sweat from his forehead, and seemed to be ready for this thing to be destined not to sell. He peeled the layers of tarpaulin away, and a somewhat embarrassed smile still hung on his face. When the mystery of the object was finally revealed, the crowd was revealed to a finely crafted mechanical core filled with gears and wires, which looked like a powerful iron heart, but no one could tell what it was used for. "Our experts identified this thing as some kind of mechanical part, although it is no longer functional, but the overall structure is intact, slightly worn, and it is beautiful and mysterious as a collectible! Someone will... Belch... Is there a reserve price of five hundred for this thing? The old host has always been faceless and skinless, but with such an unknown object, his tone is rarely unconfident, obviously he will not pay a penny for this thing himself. Sandino looked at the mechanical core and whispered to Cesare, "Do you know what that is?" "Looks like some kind of magic engine," Cesare replied after a moment's thought. The engines of railroad locomotives and bell towers are industrial products of the interaction of machinery and magic, but I have never seen an engine device of that shape in a book... I can't imagine what kind of magic it was going to do, but if I could get my hands on it...... Maybe I can fix it. "Will it be worth it if it is repaired!" Sandino asked excitedly. "If it's a intact magic engine, no matter how big or small, it can sell at least a thousand gold coins at the market price." "Gold Coins!?" Sandino crossed his fingers and counted something. "A silver coin is two thousand copper coins... That gold coin is... Anyway, a lot, a lot! We're making a lot of money! Sandino didn't hesitate to wave his arms directly at the auction table, as if he was already sure of the engine, and he was about to jump on the spot with excitement. Over here! Over here! We're going to get it!”

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