Chapter 164: The Auction , Part 2

Chapter 164: The Auction , Part 2

"Two hundred and thirty-seven!"

"Two hundred and"

The price of the armor skyrocketed almost immediately, with people shouting prices over each other without end. Gerald watched with amusement as the price quadrupled in no time at all before finally slowing down slightly.

The auctioneer didn't even have time to speak his part at the beginning. His presence was completely ignored.

But he didn't mind it at all! The higher the price went, the happier he became. He was getting a small cut of the final price, so of course he would let people bid as much as they could.

Eventually, after reaching the staggering price of five hundred gold coins, the bidding slowed down to a crawl.

Only three people remained, determined to get the armor.

One of them was a minor noble with deep pockets, the other was a rich merchant and the last one was an outsider, an old man who appeared to be a mage.

"Five hundred and fifty! That's my final offer!" the old mage shouted. He had a pained expression on his face, clearly, this was the limit of his wealth.

"Five hundred and sixty!" the noble immediately raised the price.

The old mage cursed under his breath and sat down in a bad mood.

Although this was only just the prototype and the first armor of it's kind, the price was already too high for him. But considering how slowly good-quality armor was made, it was unlikely that the price would be much lower for the next few years.

Also, not just anyone could order a masterpiece like this. It would probably take at least a decade before the armor would become widely sold.

Missing this chance meant that the old mage would probably never get his hands on such armor in his lifetime Not unless he joined an organization with greater influence. Too bad he despised being ordered around.

"Five hundred and eighty! I said it's mine and I'll get it no matter what!" The merchant flashed his gold jewelry around his neck and precious-stone rings, clearly taunting his last opponent.

The noble gritted his teeth and frowned. Although he was rich, this was already a big chunk of his wealth.

"Gentlemen, you might want to pay close attention to this! The name of this miracle drug is Stamina Potion! And just like the name suggests, the potion keeps your stamina at the peak for the entire duration!" the auctioneer Sandor shouted loudly, telling of the amazing potions capabilities.

Meanwhile, the lady on the stage held a potion in her hands and displayed it on her gentle palms, while giving the most beautiful smile.

"Be it fighting, running, swimming, climbing. With this Stamina Potion, you can do it at your best for the entire thirty-something minutes!"

The crowd started to discuss the interesting potion. It could be used to escape from an enemy, or to turn around a fight after your opponent was already exhausted In big quantities it could be given to an army, making them unbeatable in a fight.

"Too bad this doesn't seem to be the case The amount they have in reserve is probably not that high," one of the warriors lamented.

Although the effects sounded good, it didn't attract too much attention from the people. It was just an interesting gimmick, nothing more.

"Let me finish, gentlemen! This stamina envelops all exercises! That means, if you drink this potion, you will have the stamina of a raging bull...even in bed! This is why we call it divine medicine! It restores temporary youth to those past their prime and gives godly abilities to those young! Do not underestimate the value of this product! Give your old wives the best present in their lives!"

Gerald almost couldn't look anymore. He covered his face so he couldn't see the shamelessness of the auctioneer. 'This guy is too much! He is even more shameless than me! He could probably sell a pebble for the price of a diamond!'

His ability to hype up a product was quite amazing and indeed, many men sucked in a mouthful of cold air and their blood pressure skyrocketed. A few old men already jumped up and wanted to shout with excitement, but then they gathered their composure and sat back down.

"Hmm, yes It's an interesting effect thishow do you call it...Stamina Potion? What do you think my dear friend?" an old man calmly asked his neighbor.

"Indeed, it's not bad I might buy a vial to give it a try if it's cheap" the man answered.

A calm discussion slowly unfolded, everybody spoke words articulately and with class, completely unlike the brawl that almost erupted for the Minecrawler Armor.

Both Sandor's and Gerald's eyes twitched at the same time. 'Who are you guys trying to fool?! You are clearly super interested, what's with these 'holier than thou' expressions?!'

Sandor snorted loudly, expressing his displeasure. 'You want it cheap eh?! I know how to light a fire under you!'

He took a deep breath and made a smile, "Gentlemen, I'm sure you would all like to see the effects with your own eyes, but you have our guarantee, it is exactly as I explained! Unfortunately, we don't have that many on sale"

He stepped closer and divided the vials into two groups. "This is all we have and it is unlikely we will get any more any time soon! We will be doing two rounds of bidding, five vials at a time! That means only two of you will walk away with these miraculous potions in the end!"