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Chapter 182 Auction (Part III)

In the auction hall on the first storey, the fake auction continued to progress steadily

Although the final price was decided slightly later than the one on the second storey, it was fixed at thirty thousand gold

Looking at the auctioneer on the stage, Ferdinand’s eyes narrowed a little, feeling a little disappointed

It was not as if they had not thought of taking Bruno’s thirty thousand gold on the second storey and paying the black-robed leader twenty-eight thousand gold on the first storey, thus earning a profit

But if they were to do so, it would increase the chances of their cover being blown up Neither the high officer fro Bruno nor the Conferred Knight who had brought the parietal bones were people they could trifle with

Therefore, in order to ave up on this chance to earn money

However, when the it came down to it, he could still not control the hint of disappoint in his eyes

He nodded toward the black-robed leader, sratulations Please followrooroup toward the dealing roo his goldenroo rooms almost at the same time, and looked inside

On the second storey, Bruno looked into the dealing roo there He walked in with a few attendants following behind him and smiled at the (fake) black-robed man

“Where are the parietal bones?”

That (fake) black-robed man spoke in a stifled voice, “Where’s the ed in a total of ten chests, “There is a total of fifteen thousand gold here After the deal is co fifteen thousand gold”

The (fake) black-robed nalled the two subordinates behind him to move the chests

But before they could, Bruno suddenly stopped them

“Wait a minute Before you take the money, I want to make sure that there’s no probleed man behind him and said, “Let this ed a Superior Re with Conferred Knights’ bone re out the parietal bones first and let Master Harman appraise it”

Suddenly, the place was filled with tension, turning completely silent

…

On the first storey, Ferdinand led the black-robedroom The black-robed leader took a look and noticed a (fake)in there

The black-robed old mask said, “Hello, where’s the parietal bones?”

The black-robed oods Where’s the oldof so up, he nodded and said, “That’s how it should be Bring in the eted to the people outside

A few burlysounds rang out It was the sound of colliding gold

The (fake) old old here Six hours later, I’ll pay the reold How about it?”