historical

Quickly after the dungeon incident where Victor was finally able to achieve the plans of his experiment, though not completely, the day for the underground market auction had come. Really, never did he think he would find himself in one of these auction places where only old, rich, influential men and women gathered, and where the prideful and the unsuspecting young masters both fumble and bring attention to themselves. At this moment, Victor was seated towards the right section towards the middle.

‘Thank god, I nearly missed it.’ Victor said in his mind. He was still dressed in the normal clothes that covered every part of his body leaving only his face visible, and only from his eyes upwards. Of course Victor appreciated fashion, so he made sure his clothes did not resemble rags or something like what a beggar would wear. After using a bunch of layers to cover himself to get the desired look for many days, Victor decided to buy something that achieved the same effect and was more modest, but still a little bit mysterious in the looks.

Maybe it was because he got the wrong information about how this worked, that’s why he nearly missed the auction. According to his previous information about the underground market, there was a general market day every week where the big guys come to buy the best of the best, but that wasn’t actually how it worked. In actuality, the market days were just like any other market day where everyone brought their products to the market, just like it was anywhere else in the world, there was no big shot meeting going on there. The meeting Victor was looking for was the auction that only occurred every three months, which was four times a year and luckily for him the next one was just around the corner when he found out.

While walking around the underground market finding his objective, which was to make contact with some high ranking person there, Victor ended up being stopped by guards as his movements were becoming suspicious, and he took that opportunity to make that he ended up meeting someone of some power._.

He was taken to the security office, and there he met not just the chief of security of the underground market there, but also someone else was interested in what he had said earlier about having something of value. Of course, for them to bring him there, they had somewhat verified that the thing he had brought was actually of some value. After confirming for real this time, it was safe to say that the other party started letting their greed get the better of them, nothing Victor didn’t account for.

The item he brought was a single ring-like bracelet of silver colour that even had the effect of adapting to the size of those who wore it by altering its size. After getting an appraiser to look at it, even the composed appraiser couldn’t keep a straight face after seeing what the effects were. Seeing the look on the appraiser’s face, that must have been the moment where the other party started becoming greedy too much for his own good, or anyone else really.

The bracelet had the effect of granting automatic healing of any external injury as long as it was not too bad, it gave a boost in magic power by a considerably significant amount enough for high ranking mages to covert it, or anyone whose powers lean towards emitters. In addition to these already good effects, it could also increase the Physical of anyone wearing it by 10-15%. With the last effect, now even enhancers would desire this piece of artefact, as they saw it.

?[0)??? For Victor, the last effect increased all his stats by 2%, which was why it wasn’t that amazing to him, compared to other things he had found in Ramok’s stash, though he could understand why it would be that amazing to them. Really, except for the increase in mana and the regeneration effect, there was nothing else about the bracelet. At the point where Victor could clearly see the greed plastered all over the other party’s face, he could only help the man thank his god that he had gotten some control over his powers.

“Well, Crow.. You see, this bracelet you brought is really good, in fact it is magnificent. How about I give you 1 million, and you go away? That’s a really good deal there don’t you think?” The many wearing suit asked Victor. Victor had also given his identity to be known as Crow. Really, what better name for a dead man than crow? Maybe it was because of the mounts of clothes Victor had on at that moment that made the man think he was just some poor guy that stumbled upon the bracelet by chance in some dungeon, which was why he was being looked down upon.

The man’s reasoning was justified as who would find such a treasure and bring it to be sold instead of using it himself, it was only someone who needed money that would dare do such a thing, and with that analysis the man concluded on what he would do.

Victor didn’t talk much and just looked at the man without any noticeable emotion, “I refuse. I know the value of that item, and the price you are offering is not enough. Perhaps, if you can’t afford it, then I will take my leave?” Victor said, ending with somewhat of a question as his voice ceased.

‘This brat is still green.’ The man said in his mind. Looking at Victor and through his voice, the man could tell that Victor was still a very young boy, probably just entered his twenties, which would mean that he did not know how these things worked. He was lucky to even be getting any compensation, normally his body would already be taken away to be disposed of. “Look, Crow-” The man said with a bit of contempt in his voice, “-giving you this much is already too much, and is an act of generosity, or do you want something else?” The man said while standing before Victor, looking down at him. Victor didn’t give back any response, and to this the man scoffed slightly and turned, “I didn’t think so.”

“So if you understand, go with the guards and we will get back to you in a few minutes.”

In the room where they all were in, there were at that moment five guards, and including the appraiser, the chief of the guards, the man, and Victor himself, they all made up nine people. Victor of course had already gauged the level of everyone inside, and though he did not want to drag the appraiser into this, there was no way to help one so weak. In the end it wasn’t his fault. The guards were within the level s of 60 and 67, and the chief of guards was level 77, while the man who had been talking smack the entire time without saying his name was level 80, despite his looks. As for the appraiser, there was nothing to say about his level.

As the man got to where the chief of guards stood, which was closer to the exit, three guards approached Victor to take him out, but then he raised his left hand into the air signalling for them to stop/hold on, which they did.

“What is it? Don’t you understand your position in this? You have no choice in the matter, and by the way, thank you for bringing such a gift.” The man said with an almost visible smirk. TO this, Victor just replied-

“I didn’t come here to give any gifts, I came to do business, and there is a reason why I am called Crow.” Victor said while casually standing up, at his own pace. “I give death, I don’t receive it.” Victor said, and at that exact moment, all the guards and the appraiser dropped to the ground, and the chief of security who was thinking of attacking just slumped and fell on the ground. The man himself almost pissed his pants, but it looked as if the bracelet he had on his wrist had helped him this time.

The man had no idea what had happened, and right now he couldn’t even bring himself to stand properly and soon fell to his backside, he was completely drenched in fear, fear for his life, fear of what the man before him would do to him. He felt like he almost died, and to someone who had experienced that feeling before, there was no mistaking it.

‘This monster! What have I gotten myself into?’

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