Chapter 903: Alone in a Room
The Vampire Girl’s specialty was her ability to set reasonable prices and provide convincing justifications. For instance, she highlighted the numerous potential uses for the monster materials, making them seem truly valuable.
However, realizing these potential applications required specific professional knowledge or even special conditions, and there was only one viable path for each, unlike what she implied with her multi-purpose claims.
Despite this, her words were impeccable. As an appraiser, it was natural for her to list all possible uses and then estimate their value. The surrounding onlookers were also convinced, finding her valuation reasonable.
The technique that made it seem reasonable was that she didn’t aim for the highest possible price. For each monster material, she only slightly increased the price. For some, she even gave objective or slightly depreciated valuations. But when combined, the total became inflated.
“Adding it all up, I believe these monster materials can be valued at three thousand two hundred gold coins,” the Vampire Girl concluded. My goodness, that was two hundred gold coins more than the big spender’s initial markup.
The young man following me stared, his face full of envy. He wished he had these monster materials himself, so he wouldn’t have been unable to pay the auction price earlier.
I knew exactly what this young man was thinking. He was as naive as that big spender. If he were the one offering these monster materials, I estimated the Vampire Girl would have pressured him down to two thousand gold coins.
“Can they really be worth that much?” The big spender looked at the monster materials, even he couldn’t believe it. Yet, what the Vampire Girl said seemed plausible and confident.
“Whether they are worth that much depends on the customer’s needs and the transaction method. At least, if it were auctioned at our guild, three thousand two hundred gold coins should not be a problem,” the Vampire Girl stated.
Smart people always speak the truth, yet easily mislead others. Price inflation was a common occurrence at auctions, and selling for three thousand two hundred gold coins was indeed not difficult.
But this didn’t mean he could sell them for that much. Even if he handed them over to the Vampire Girl for auction, the auction house would still charge handling fees and commission, so he definitely wouldn’t receive that much.
This was all a digression. At present, the big spender was fooled by the Vampire Girl. He didn’t want to keep the cursed boots anyway. Upon hearing that the monster materials were indeed worth so much, he said without hesitation, “Alright, deal!”
He left the Swift Boots behind and, carrying a sack of monster materials, happily walked away. How he dealt with them afterward was his own business.
“Master, how did I do?” As soon as he left, the Vampire Girl revealed a playful smile and leaned into my embrace. From her expression, I seemed to see a shadow of Via.
“Not bad, not bad. Thank you.” I quickly pushed her away gently. Her constant subtle assistance to me now felt like more than just Lavias’s orders; it felt like she was actively trying to please me.
This judgment was based on my understanding of Lavias’s character. He was a church member and my equal. In reality, he was a Count among the Blood Race, a Midnight Noble. He might host me, bring people to rescue me, or give me expensive gifts, but with his status, he wouldn’t be meticulously trying to please me in every aspect.
The Vampire Girl’s excessive eagerness to please me wasn’t Lavias’s style. Was she trying to win my favor so she could take better care of the “younger sister” she mentioned earlier?
Since she wanted to please me so much, I decided to give her an opportunity. I asked, “Do you have a quiet room? Prepare one for me, suitable for conversation. I need to talk with this young man.”
“Of course, please follow me.” The Vampire Girl smiled and personally led the way. The young man was already impatient. Seeing that I was finally going to discuss his matter, he immediately followed closely.
Of course, I only said that because I knew such rooms existed. The underground castle had many rooms prepared for guests to rest or discuss matters. I had already seen them through my God’s Eye.
Some guests would go directly to their rooms to admire their auctioned items after the auction. Others would have fun with the beautiful Vampire Girl, or some preferred to hide away and feast alone in a quiet room.
“We have prepared a lot of luxurious guest rooms underground for guests to rest. Not all guests dare to enter and exit the cemetery late at night. They usually come in during the day and stay in their rooms. After the auction ends, they will also sleep in their guest rooms and we will escort them out in the morning,” the Vampire Girl explained as we walked, thinking I didn’t understand. In truth, after I had seen the situation in these rooms, I had already guessed their uses.
I thought that perhaps it wasn’t that they were afraid to enter and exit the cemetery, but rather they were afraid to go home in Cando City at night. No joke, the streets of Cando City at midnight were definitely more dangerous than Falbedy Cemetery. At least in the cemetery, they were guests, but who knew what they might encounter walking on the road at night.
So, these guest rooms prepared for the guests were quite considerate. Soon, the Vampire Girl led me to the door of a guest room and handed me the key.
“There’s one more thing I’d like to ask for your help.” I looked at Sherris and Lorna, who were following me, and asked the Vampire Girl, “These two want to visit their relatives at Lord of the Dead’s graveyard. Can you have someone take them there?”
“Of course, it is a small matter. I will have church members of the Lord of the Dead accompany them,” the Vampire Girl immediately promised.
“Parul (Sister), is that alright? Do we need to help with anything?” Lorna asked. However, her eyes already revealed her longing for her mother, and Sherris felt the same.
“Of course, it’s fine. I will go into talk about a small matter with this young man. You have nothing to do waiting outside, why don’t you go see Madam Shirley first?” I suggested.
So, Lorna and Sherris left. I then took the young man into the room and closed the door. The room was now just the two of us, and our conversation could not be heard from outside.
This room was also decorated luxuriously, but with an artistic touch and cultural depth, not the gaudy luxury of a parvenu. It was more suitable for hosting such social elites.
The inner room had a large bed for three, suitable for guests to rest and, well, “roll around.” The outer room was a living room with a round table in the center, more suitable for discussions.
Lavias, as an old noble, had lived for countless years. His taste was indeed good. For example, this round table was made from a single piece of raw wood, and the interior decoration also gave a feeling of security.
I sat down comfortably, while the young man seemed a bit antsy. He actually asked, “You’re alone in a room with me, aren’t you afraid I’ll rob you?”
“Heh, even if you could rob me, could you escape the cemetery? Stop joking. Tell me, what secret is hidden in this sword? Why are you so insistent on obtaining it?”
