"Twelve!"
"Thirteen!"
The bidding war was relentless, but Arthur took his time because he knew that Avadil wanted to milk whatever he could from the audience.
"I am going for a bit," he told Dia before teleporting to the balcony from which Avadil oversaw the auction. Unfortunately, the one sitting beside him was none other than Ma, and the manager jumped from his seat to allow Arthur to sit.
"Seika!" Ma said as he offered his chair. "We were discussing the matter of the artifacts and their placement in the bid. Is there something wrong?"
"Avadil," Arthur went straight to the point, "Where did you find the hobgoblin at?" he asked unceremoniously. Avadil frowned when he heard his questions, his brows furrowing heavily.
"A merchant never reveals his source, Seika," it seems that even Avadil was offended by his question, and Arthur would have been understanding on most days. But, unfortunately, today was not one of them.
