'Ahh... This brings me back to the old days when I used to play online FPS and Battle Royale Games. These people are the definition of medieval trash talkers!' Eren snickered but it was drowned out by the noise of everyone else arguing.
The petite girl on the stage was sweating bullets due to the commotion amongst the bidders. Some were mocking others, some were claiming the apples as there's, eventually it quieted down because of a loud noise from the stage.
The petite girl released her weapon arrow, which held the strength of an iron hammer and made the weaklings amongst the crowd short of breath. She finally took a few deep breaths before speaking.
"All of you can quarrel outside of the Cloudy Blue Auction. As for now, please behave and control yourselves and focus on the auction." Her tone was slightly weak and because she was new to being a host, her voice was shaky.
The crowd still calmed down nonetheless and everybody focused on the spirit apples. The smell coming from the apples managed to seep from under the glass container and spread out into the crowd, all of them feel energized.
Even the super bigshots were only Silver-Grade so they felt energized as well.
'Be in awe before these spirit apples!' Eren thought to himself.
Suddenly...
"25,000. I'll be taking these spirit apples for myself, I apologize to any else who wanted them." The person who spoke was a man in the top right corner of the crowd. He was slender, had fair white skin and long light blue hair.
He wore energy cultivator clothes, which was a robe with various strands that fluttered beneath the wind. Some people noticed him and were immediately in shock; some people recognized him, and some people didn't but they were still shocked.
His appearance was too magnificent for someone to take only one look.
Pragus, the young master next to Eren immediately grew enraged. He wanted to buy those spirit apples but he didn't have enough money and his subordinate still hadn't returned.
"Agh, where the hell is she?!" Pragus looked around, and his gaze landed on a frantic woman entering the auction and running up the stairs. She immediately gave Pragus a bountiful bag that jiggled clinked every time it moved.
The amount of wealth in the bag was apparent to everyone within the room. Eren even covered his mouth when he saw the bag of what he could only assume to be gold coins.
'I wonder what he's gonna do with that much money...' He thought to himself as a devious grin appeared, covered by the hand over his mouth. He eyed the money and Pragus, waiting for him to make a move.
"40,000!" Pragus shouted. Just when the petite host on the stage was about to announce the spirit apples new owner, he bid. She was shocked for a while before she barely regained her composure and began speaking again.
"F-F-Forty... tho-thousand gold coins... Going once... G-Going tw-" Before she could finish her shaky and distraught sentence, the voice of the man in the upper left corner spoke again. The tone in his voice hadn't changed and he remained completely undisturbed by the increase in money.
"50,000." His calm voice that was like a silent river had thrown Pragus off the rails. His face; he was obviously fuming. His slightly bloodshot eyes glared fiercely at the man in the upper left corner of the crowd, who he immediately recognized.
"Lord Lupin?! Why the hell are you here?" He asked in shock. His words traveled to the ears of everyone in the room, causing them great surprise and leaving their mouths agape.
'Who's that?' Eren thought to himself as he placed his palm under his chin and silently watched.
"I don't need to give you an explanation." Lord Lupin's voice was soft and loud, giving the impression that he barely regarded Pragus as someone acknowledgeable.
Pragus's body trembled and his gritted his teeth hatefully before turning back in his seat and waiting for the petite girl to speak.
"F-Fifty...thousand...Going once... Going twice... Going three times... S-Sold! T-The Spirit Apples now belong to L-Lord Lupin!" The petite girl was completely shaken to her core when she announced the amount of gold that outbid the rest.
'50,000 gold coins...' She thought to herself. She felt as if she was on the verge of passing out and immediately walked off the stage. Soon, a man came on stage wearing a butler-like outfit and began speaking.
"Your previous auctioneer has left early because she feels as if she is sick. Because of this, I'll be taking over for the rest of the auction, please be patient." The man said. His expression never flickered or flustered when he eyed the Spirit Apples, and neither did his tone change.
He gave of the feeling that he had been working such a job for a long time and he wasn't easily impressed or shocked. Eren's eyes made their way over to Pragus, who was still fuming with hatred-filled eyes.
He knew exactly what Pragus was going through. It reminded Eren of a time when he had his items stolen right in front of him in a game.
'Better luck next time, or should I say greater wealth next time!' Eren felt as if he had just made the greatest joke of the century. But that may or may not be up for discussion and debate.
For now, we'll just say that it was the greatest joke of the century.
"Lord Lupin, the spirit apples will be waiting for you after the auction. Please come to the other side of the auction afterwards, as for the one who auctioned the apples in the first place, you can choose to meet Lord Lupin personally or just receive your money and go." The man said.
After that, he gracefully carried the casing of spirit apples carefully off of the stage and came back after a few minutes.
"Shall we continue on with the auction then?"