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Isaac looked at me and asked me quietly.
"What they're going to develop must be completely different from the existing sacred objects."
"I'm expecting that."
I answered with a nod.
Usually, the sacred objects that people knew were like ornaments. For example, a silver candle that boosts your mood and strengthens your stamina.
Those things were not so different from things made by magic.
However, the holy relics that Sheria was planning to sell were completely different. It was even called the new innovation of the empire.
Fortunately, I knew one thing.
"I heard that there is an auction house that secretly steals holy relics or holy water made in the Holy Land and sells them as stolen goods."
What I was talking about was from the original novel [Lovers Caught in Magic].
There was a scene in which Sheria handled a group of corrupt new officials who stole and sold her own relics as stolen goods.
'Perhaps a priest would have stolen it by now and sold it.'
There was a episode where the priest who ran away after stealing the relics made by Sheria and the Pope.
I remember that the Pope, who was benevolent at that time, was extremely angry.
And the priest was executed.
'······I have to check the stolen goods first.'
I looked at him.
The owner of an appearance that would seem legal even if he took an illegal route, Isaac seemed to know everything.
Sure enough.
"You're talking about the dark auction house."
Isaac replied in a light tone.
"Is your name at the dark auction house?"
"Yes. It's a dangerous place."
But somehow Isaac seemed to want to dissuade me.
"Meldenique."
I covered his mouth, which was about to spit out a word of refusal, with one hand.
"If Isaac goes with me, would it not be dangerous?"
I had to go and bring the relics. And then we analyze it. What kind of item is it!
I tried to hide my dark heart and laugh inside, but stopped.
'Oh, wait a minute.'
Come to think of it, was it too intimate?
However, despite the sudden contact, Isaac was not surprised.
His eyes drew a clear line. Then his big hand slowly wrapped around my hand.
He placed his hand over mine and slowly pulled it off.
Only then did she realize that her moist lips had touched the palm of his hand and became embarrassed.
"Oh, I'm sorry·····."
But I think we had some kind of skinship during our conversation earlier.
'It's not like we've been in contact only once or twice, but why do we suddenly feel so strange.'
"I think there's someone else who's dangerous to you right now."
"......?"
Even before I could understand what he said, Isaac got up and approached me.
"Then shall we go together, shall we?"
"What? I like it, too......"
"Okay."
No, wait. Aren't you supposed to tell me what's dangerous?
'If it keeps coming out like that, I have no choice but to misunderstand you!'
Her face grew hot.
***
Not long after, I arrived at the dark auction house along side Isaac.
I sat in a seat with a good view of the podium and looked around to see that it was sparsely filled with people.
'It's my first time at an auction.'
I took a mirror out of the inside pocket of the dress I wore, looked at my face, and placed it back in.
'Good, perfect.'
According to Isaac, you should not go to the secret burial with your face completely exposed.
That's why I dressed up well!
The carrot-colored land was the concept of an 18-year-old girl with green eyes and hair.
Isaac transformed into a young man of about 25 years old with silver hair and a wall. Of course, he could not hide his mysterious charm, as if he was somehow dangerous, as if a screw had been loosened.
I tapped his armrest and said jokingly.
"Isaac, do you know? Silver hair suits you well."
"Thank you. Mel is cute too."
Isaac smiled, wiping the soot off the bridge of my nose.
It was a strange touch, the hand gently rubbing the top of the cheek.
At that moment our conversation was cut off.
It was because a man with a limp and a burn scar on his face roughly handed them a sign one by one.
"When you bid, raise the sign and call the bid."
As soon as he finished speaking, bang! There was a sound. The worn-out door seemed to close with a loud noise.
I looked at the dark, dusty podium.
Finally, a man with a scar on one side of his face appeared on the podium. I think he was in charge of the auction.
The atmosphere inside the auction house grew louder as the workers brought items onto the podium.
"Well those people, are they going to sell everything?"
"That's what it says."
"Where did that person come from, Won!"
I leaned slowly against the backrest and began to eavesdrop on the people's voices.
Generally speaking, it was said that the man in charge of the auction house was a gifted narrator.
'Looking forward to it. How well will it sell.'
After a while, the auction began.
On the dark podium, several unidentified objects came out.
"This object is a huge tombstone with ancient language written on it. It was made a day ago."
"Huh······?"
An ancient headstone made the day before. This means that historically and anything this is useless.
The host also scratched his face as if he was embarrassed or had nothing to say.
'·····Is that the host who is good at speaking?'
Rather I think he's more of a bad speaker.
'Who buys things like that?'
However, people started bidding by holding up the signs as if excited.
'······What am I watching right now. Why is it so hot?'
I opened my mouth in shock.
In addition, most of the auction items were useless.
After a few bids, I realized.
'What the hell are you talking about? Are these people, this is really strange?'
The auction items didn't really interest me at all.
However, the people around me began to murmur as if they were very interested in it, unlike me.
"Because he really makes me want to buy everything."
"Isn't that a really good eloquence, I would have bought everything if I had the money!"
What is it······ Am I the only one who doesn't understand?
I looked at Isaac's expression sitting near me in embarrassment. His expression was similar to mine.
'What if everyone but Isaac is possessed by something?'
I squinted and stared suspiciously at the host.
Just then, a black shadow slid onto one side of the host's arm and disappeared.
'Huh? What's that? Did I see it wrong?'
I rubbed my eyes and checked the host again. But his arm was perfectly fine.
'Did she see something because she was sleepy?'
After feeling the suspicion in my heart, I looked at the next object introduced by the host.
"The last item to introduce is holy water secretly stolen from the Holy Kingdom."
'That's it!'
My body naturally leaned forward.
However, I didn't seem to be the only one interested in the holy water.
"Is it holy water?"
"I have to buy that no matter what!"
The eyes of the people around me heated up once again with passion.
After a while, a round potion bottle came up onto the podium.
"A while ago, it was newly developed holy water by new officials, and it was said that it is water that could cure all diseases."
Since the causes and symptoms of all diseases are different, how can one solve it with Holy Water.
In fact, it doesn't make any sense to think about it as a panacea. You might even ask yourself, 'Does that make sense'......
'No one's raising questions.'
No one has ever raised questions.
Everyone just checked the money in their pockets and burning their willingness to buy.
No one here would know, but holy water really worked.
In the original [Lovers Caught in Magic], Sheria used to heal the suffering with a low quality Holy Water. And people were completely impressed by her doing good deeds without paying anything.
'I didn't get the holy water, but if I get holy water, it's not a bad harvest.'
I quickly got ready to lift the sign to bid.
Of course, I wasn't the only one prepared.
The people who were sitting sporadically around also started to raise their signs.
"100,000 Becquerels."
The man holding the sign roared loudly first.
Then another man quickly spoke up.
"200,000 Becquerels!"
'Should I just step in at this point.'
Since I had never been to an auction, it was difficult to determine the timing of when to intervene.
In addition, the competition was fiercer than I expected, so I thought that the money I brought with me would not be enough.
I grabbed the sign and murmured timidly.
"·····1 million Becquerel?"
"The stakes are going up all of a sudden!"
People were watching us with excitement.
"Hey, then I'll bet on 2 million Becquerels!"
Two million Becquerels.
I carefully calculated the money in my hand.
'Okay, what should I do......'
Should I bet 2.5 million Becquerels?
As I was contemplating how much to spend, Isaac quietly picked up the sign.
Unlike the overheated atmosphere, it was a peaceful day.
Perhaps that's why boos poured down at us. It means that we look easy.
"You look like a beginner. Why don't you give it to this big customer?"
Isaac opened his mouth slowly without being embarrassed or turning his head towards the people.
"10 million Becquerels."
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Isaac looked at me and asked me quietly.
"What they're going to develop must be completely different from the existing sacred objects."
"I'm expecting that."
I answered with a nod.
Usually, the sacred objects that people knew were like ornaments. For example, a silver candle that boosts your mood and strengthens your stamina.
Those things were not so different from things made by magic.
However, the holy relics that Sheria was planning to sell were completely different. It was even called the new innovation of the empire.
Fortunately, I knew one thing.
"I heard that there is an auction house that secretly steals holy relics or holy water made in the Holy Land and sells them as stolen goods."
What I was talking about was from the original novel [Lovers Caught in Magic].
There was a scene in which Sheria handled a group of corrupt new officials who stole and sold her own relics as stolen goods.
'Perhaps a priest would have stolen it by now and sold it.'
There was a episode where the priest who ran away after stealing the relics made by Sheria and the Pope.
I remember that the Pope, who was benevolent at that time, was extremely angry.
And the priest was executed.
'······I have to check the stolen goods first.'
I looked at him.
The owner of an appearance that would seem legal even if he took an illegal route, Isaac seemed to know everything.
Sure enough.
"You're talking about the dark auction house."
Isaac replied in a light tone.
"Is your name at the dark auction house?"
"Yes. It's a dangerous place."
But somehow Isaac seemed to want to dissuade me.
"Meldenique."
I covered his mouth, which was about to spit out a word of refusal, with one hand.
"If Isaac goes with me, would it not be dangerous?"
I had to go and bring the relics. And then we analyze it. What kind of item is it!
I tried to hide my dark heart and laugh inside, but stopped.
'Oh, wait a minute.'
Come to think of it, was it too intimate?
However, despite the sudden contact, Isaac was not surprised.
His eyes drew a clear line. Then his big hand slowly wrapped around my hand.
He placed his hand over mine and slowly pulled it off.
Only then did she realize that her moist lips had touched the palm of his hand and became embarrassed.
"Oh, I'm sorry·····."
But I think we had some kind of skinship during our conversation earlier.
'It's not like we've been in contact only once or twice, but why do we suddenly feel so strange.'
"I think there's someone else who's dangerous to you right now."
"......?"
Even before I could understand what he said, Isaac got up and approached me.
"Then shall we go together, shall we?"
"What? I like it, too......"
"Okay."
No, wait. Aren't you supposed to tell me what's dangerous?
'If it keeps coming out like that, I have no choice but to misunderstand you!'
Her face grew hot.
***
Not long after, I arrived at the dark auction house along side Isaac.
I sat in a seat with a good view of the podium and looked around to see that it was sparsely filled with people.
'It's my first time at an auction.'
I took a mirror out of the inside pocket of the dress I wore, looked at my face, and placed it back in.
'Good, perfect.'
According to Isaac, you should not go to the secret burial with your face completely exposed.
That's why I dressed up well!
The carrot-colored land was the concept of an 18-year-old girl with green eyes and hair.
Isaac transformed into a young man of about 25 years old with silver hair and a wall. Of course, he could not hide his mysterious charm, as if he was somehow dangerous, as if a screw had been loosened.
I tapped his armrest and said jokingly.
"Isaac, do you know? Silver hair suits you well."
"Thank you. Mel is cute too."
Isaac smiled, wiping the soot off the bridge of my nose.
It was a strange touch, the hand gently rubbing the top of the cheek.
At that moment our conversation was cut off.
It was because a man with a limp and a burn scar on his face roughly handed them a sign one by one.
"When you bid, raise the sign and call the bid."
As soon as he finished speaking, bang! There was a sound. The worn-out door seemed to close with a loud noise.
I looked at the dark, dusty podium.
Finally, a man with a scar on one side of his face appeared on the podium. I think he was in charge of the auction.
The atmosphere inside the auction house grew louder as the workers brought items onto the podium.
"Well those people, are they going to sell everything?"
"That's what it says."
"Where did that person come from, Won!"
I leaned slowly against the backrest and began to eavesdrop on the people's voices.
Generally speaking, it was said that the man in charge of the auction house was a gifted narrator.
'Looking forward to it. How well will it sell.'
After a while, the auction began.
On the dark podium, several unidentified objects came out.
"This object is a huge tombstone with ancient language written on it. It was made a day ago."
"Huh······?"
An ancient headstone made the day before. This means that historically and anything this is useless.
The host also scratched his face as if he was embarrassed or had nothing to say.
'·····Is that the host who is good at speaking?'
Rather I think he's more of a bad speaker.
'Who buys things like that?'
However, people started bidding by holding up the signs as if excited.
'······What am I watching right now. Why is it so hot?'
I opened my mouth in shock.
In addition, most of the auction items were useless.
After a few bids, I realized.
'What the hell are you talking about? Are these people, this is really strange?'
The auction items didn't really interest me at all.
However, the people around me began to murmur as if they were very interested in it, unlike me.
"Because he really makes me want to buy everything."
"Isn't that a really good eloquence, I would have bought everything if I had the money!"
What is it······ Am I the only one who doesn't understand?
I looked at Isaac's expression sitting near me in embarrassment. His expression was similar to mine.
'What if everyone but Isaac is possessed by something?'
I squinted and stared suspiciously at the host.
Just then, a black shadow slid onto one side of the host's arm and disappeared.
'Huh? What's that? Did I see it wrong?'
I rubbed my eyes and checked the host again. But his arm was perfectly fine.
'Did she see something because she was sleepy?'
After feeling the suspicion in my heart, I looked at the next object introduced by the host.
"The last item to introduce is holy water secretly stolen from the Holy Kingdom."
'That's it!'
My body naturally leaned forward.
However, I didn't seem to be the only one interested in the holy water.
"Is it holy water?"
"I have to buy that no matter what!"
The eyes of the people around me heated up once again with passion.
After a while, a round potion bottle came up onto the podium.
"A while ago, it was newly developed holy water by new officials, and it was said that it is water that could cure all diseases."
Since the causes and symptoms of all diseases are different, how can one solve it with Holy Water.
In fact, it doesn't make any sense to think about it as a panacea. You might even ask yourself, 'Does that make sense'......
'No one's raising questions.'
No one has ever raised questions.
Everyone just checked the money in their pockets and burning their willingness to buy.
No one here would know, but holy water really worked.
In the original [Lovers Caught in Magic], Sheria used to heal the suffering with a low quality Holy Water. And people were completely impressed by her doing good deeds without paying anything.
'I didn't get the holy water, but if I get holy water, it's not a bad harvest.'
I quickly got ready to lift the sign to bid.
Of course, I wasn't the only one prepared.
The people who were sitting sporadically around also started to raise their signs.
"100,000 Becquerels."
The man holding the sign roared loudly first.
Then another man quickly spoke up.
"200,000 Becquerels!"
'Should I just step in at this point.'
Since I had never been to an auction, it was difficult to determine the timing of when to intervene.
In addition, the competition was fiercer than I expected, so I thought that the money I brought with me would not be enough.
I grabbed the sign and murmured timidly.
"·····1 million Becquerel?"
"The stakes are going up all of a sudden!"
People were watching us with excitement.
"Hey, then I'll bet on 2 million Becquerels!"
Two million Becquerels.
I carefully calculated the money in my hand.
'Okay, what should I do......'
Should I bet 2.5 million Becquerels?
As I was contemplating how much to spend, Isaac quietly picked up the sign.
Unlike the overheated atmosphere, it was a peaceful day.
Perhaps that's why boos poured down at us. It means that we look easy.
"You look like a beginner. Why don't you give it to this big customer?"
Isaac opened his mouth slowly without being embarrassed or turning his head towards the people.
"10 million Becquerels."
