Chapter 287 Is she beautiful?

287 Is she beautiful?

"This..." The middle-aged lady was speechless. She stiffly extended her hand and took the paper from him.

Taking a deep breath, she began reading the spell to check whether it was defective and determine its grade.

When she was done reading, she drew in a cold breath, and an astonished expression appeared on her face. She then looked at Max as if he was a monster and asked in a slightly stuttering voice, "This... y-you've mastered this grade three spell?"

(A/N: I've decided to standardise the spell ranking system to avoid causing any confusion. So, the spells will be graded as grade one, two, three, and so on...)

"Well, you can say that." Max neither denied nor accepted and only smiled in response. When he first gave Rima the [Destruction wheel], Rima also couldn't believe it and asked whether he had already mastered it. When he asked why? she had told him about the requirement of spell inscribing.

Max was very puzzled at that time. If only those who had mastered a spell could pass it on, why was he, who merely bought them from the system's shop, able to do the same? Even the system didn't know the reason, so he could only regard it as his unique talent.

"You..." The middle-aged lady didn't know how to respond and looked at him blankly for a while.

'Could... could it be he is already a three-star mage or higher?' This idea suddenly popped into her head and took root.

'However, if he is, how can he be clueless about the sudden demand for the things that can expedite the one's cultivation? Maybe he already knows, but the girls beside him aren't three-star mages, and he is acting like this not to worry them. Yeah, that must be the case.'

The more she thought like this, the more she found her guess correct.

"So, how is it? Is it worth putting on the auction?" Max asked when she didn't respond for a while.

Upon hearing his voice, the middle-aged lady returned to her senses and hurriedly nodded and replied respectfully, "Y-yes, respected lord. It is more than qualified. In fact, it can even replace spirit fruits as the final auction item."

"No, there is no need to replace the final auction item." Max shook his head and said, "I want you to auction it near the auction's beginning so I can have enough Mana stones to bid for the spirit fruits later. Can you do that?"

"No, there is no need to do that, my lord." The middle-aged lady shook her.

"Hm?" Max frowned slightly. If they didn't auction it first, how was he supposed to bid on the spirit fruits?

The lady smiled and said, "My lord, you can just bid for the items you like in the auction. As for the payment, we can calculate and deduct it after this spell is sold."

"What if the Mana stones we get from selling this spell aren't enough to bid for the spirit fruits?" Leticia asked. She was very happy when she thought that they would be able to get their hands on the spirit fruits. However, she didn't want anything that could negatively affect them to happen. So, she was naturally wary.

"Don't worry, guest. Although most of the people are here for the spirit fruits, this spell that my lord has given me would undoubtedly sell for enough Mana stones to buy all the spirit fruits." The middle-aged lady confidently said.

"That's good." Leticia's eyes gleamed in excitement when she heard this. It was not only Leticia who was excited; Rima and Belen were the same too.

"My lord, since the auction is about to start, I'll excuse myself and put your spell on the auction." The middle-aged lady bid farewell and went out of the room. But before she went away, she didn't forget to remind the servant girls to take care of Max and the group properly.

After she went away, Rima looked at Max and curiously asked, "Max, which spell did you give her? I noticed she became more respectful toward you after seeing the spell."

Belen, Leticia and little Arya, who was busy eating, also looked at him curiously.

"It's the [Destruction wheel] which I taught you earlier." Max smiled at her before taking a grape-like fruit and eating it.

"No wonder she reacted like that." The ladies nodded in realisation. They had already seen how powerful the [Destruction wheel] is despite being a non-elemental spell.

Buzz!

After a while, they heard buzzing noise coming from the auditorium beyond the light barrier.

The large wooden platform, which was on the ground floor previously, was slowly rising in the air, and it only stopped after it was around ten meters above the ground. Five figures could be seen standing on it.

"Wow! What a beauty!"

"Isn't this manager Saina? Is she going to host the auction this time?"

"It's worth travelling to such a long distance now that I have seen her."

"Hey, old man. You are still a pervert at this age."

"What does a kid like you know what it is to appreciate a beauty."

Exclamations rang in the air when everyone saw the slender figure standing in the middle of the auction stage.

Max and others also glanced at the figure standing in the middle. When Max saw her, he couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, 'What a beauty!'

The woman in question was an Elvin beauty in dazzling purple robes. Her skin seemed as smooth and pale white as a newborn baby's. She had captivating black eyes and a tall nose bridge, and her thin pink lips were curled up into a faint smile which was capable of making any man's heart race. Her figure, although not as seductive as Rima's, was perfect and gave the feeling as if it was personally carved by the god of beauty.

She was one of the most beautiful women he had ever since in his life. The moment his eyes landed on her, he was entranced.

Although Belen and the others were females, their eyes were also glued to her.

"She is indeed a beauty." Leticia sighed, feeling a little depressed. Rima and Belen also nodded their heads in acknowledgement, their eyes flashing with envy.

They then turned to look at Max and found him looking at her as if in a trance. Rima moved near him and whispered in his ear, "Is she beautiful?"

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