How to Live as the Terminally Ill Younger Sister of the Villain - Chapter 6
She left her silver hair as it was, but since people often wore silver wigs or used hair dye magic, it didn’t stand out.
“The auction takes place on the top floor. Each floor displays items that will soon be up for auction.”
The employee calmly explained that it was a system where you could view the items here in advance and then bid your desired price at the auction.
“If you like something, you can submit a price in advance. We often set the starting price for the auction based on these pre-submitted prices.”
Angelina unconsciously checked his name tag, impressed by the employee’s kindness despite not knowing she was the Flaubert young lady due to her mask.
Remembering the name ‘Adam’, she thought she should arrange a bonus for him if the opportunity arose, then shifted her gaze to the items.
“There really is everything here.”
A monster’s fang is said to be from a recent monster subjugation, whiskey allegedly made as an experiment with snake monsters in a magic tower, and so on.
There were quite a lot of things that seemed bizarre.
“What’s this?”
When she asked about a seemingly ordinary mithril armor, the answer was far from ordinary.
“It’s armor made from the scales of the sea monster, Leviathan. It was created 25 years ago by an alchemist for a close friend.”
Hmm, it might be better to think that there’s nothing normal here.
Angelina let out a small groan and continued walking.
“These are the items that will be auctioned today.”
Arriving at the floor closest to the auction room, Angelina glanced at the man who came with her.
‘Even a mask can’t hide his handsomeness.’
Is it because of his nice jawline?
‘Should I suggest my brother wear a mask too?’
It might give him a different charm.
But imagining her brother buying dozens of masks as soon as she mentioned it, Angelina shook her head.
“So, which one is your heirloom?”
When she asked him, he pointed to one side.
“I can feel the energy from over there.”
“…?”
What kind of thing gives off ‘energy’…?
Angelina felt a bit creeped out. It’s not some kind of cursed object, is it?
Given that it was an item in the Red Boat Auction House, even a cursed doll wouldn’t be surprising.
Swallowing her worry and anxiety, Angelina moved towards where he was leading.
Fortunately, what was displayed there was an ordinary double-edged sword. Even to Angelina, a layperson, the sword placed in a large glass case looked impressive.
“Your heirloom was a sword?”
“Yes.”
Angelina slowly nodded her head and examined the sword more closely.
Even just looking at its appearance, it was an elaborate sword that explained why it was up for auction.
‘I guessed he was skilled when he drew his sword against the ruffians, but it seems he’s from a knight family from the start.’
Do skilled swordsmen recognize good swords or something like that?
For Angelina, who had never even held a wooden sword in her life, it was impossible to know.
“What’s the starting price for this?”
“Our estimated price is four million shillings.”
“I see.”
“Gasp.”
Haley’s surprised voice was heard from the side at the employee’s words. It was understandable, as it far exceeded her monthly salary.
Angelina nonchalantly ignored this and asked the employee again.
“Given that’s the price the auction house estimated, I assume someone has already placed a bid?”
If someone liked an item, they could place a starting bid even before the auction began.
The employee smiled awkwardly and replied.
“Yes, but I can’t disclose the price.”
“Of course. It’s an anonymous bidding system after all.”
Since competition couldn’t start before the auction, the starting bids were kept secret.
“Anyway, I’ve seen the item, so that’s enough.”
Angelina nodded with a faint smile. Her voice carried a strange excitement.
“Well then, shall we participate in the auction?”
Her steps towards the auction room were light and quick.
The owner of the heirloom watched her retreating figure with narrowed eyes.
His gaze was quite complex. It was because she had the most excited expression since they had met.
He wondered if participating in an auction could be this enjoyable.
But there was one thing he didn’t know: that Angelina’s first bucket list item was to splurge money.
Therefore, he had no way of knowing that Angelina was more excited than necessary at the thought of making the worst value-for-money expenditure and the best money splurge from now on.
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Angelina took in every moment of the auction.
It was more interesting than she had expected. Some items made her think, ‘They’re spending that much on that?’ and others that made her think, ‘Is that all it’s worth?’
Angelina enjoyed realizing anew with each item how different people’s standards of value could be.
‘So this is how it works.’
She also realized how little she knew about auctions, considering the Flaubert Marquis family operated dozens of auction houses.
‘It’s because my brother doesn’t allow me to help with work.’
Even when she tried to help, he would block her saying, ‘My Lina doesn’t need to do anything.’
At first, she felt hurt, thinking he was pushing her away, but later she realized it was his consideration.
“Next is the Leviathan armor!”
Soon, items she had briefly seen before the auction started appearing, and Angelina became more interested.
“It’s very light and thin, so it can be worn under any clothing!”
The auctioneer loudly conveyed its advantages.
“Number 32, eight million shillings! Eight million shillings! Nine hundred fifty, any- Ah! Number 12, nine hundred fifty!”
Soon after, participants started raising the price. The auctioneer continued to keep the momentum going.
Angelina, who had been watching all this with her chin resting on her hand, spoke.
“Laura, let’s buy that.”
The reaction came not from Laura, but from Haley.
“What?! Why that?”
As Haley shouted in a way that showed she couldn’t understand at all, Angelina scratched her nose bridge awkwardly and said,
“…Just because?”
“I’d rather get you water dragon scales or minotaur hide and make you a pretty armor myself!”
Haley’s reaction, implying it was a waste of money, made Angelina even more determined to buy it.
After all, isn’t true money-wasting about spending excessively on luxury items?
“One million six hundred and twenty thousand! Going for one million eight hundred thousand!”
As Angelina raised her number plate, Haley’s mouth fell open.
“One million eight hundred from Balcony No. 1! Then, going for one million nine hundred!”
“Young lady…”
Angelina competed with a man from the lower floor, ignoring Haley’s distressed face, and eventually won.
“Sold for two million two hundred and fifty thousand shillings! Congratulations to the customer in Balcony No. 1~!”
The auctioneer excitedly announced that the final price was unexpectedly high.
A moment later, even as Angelina handed over two million two hundred and fifty thousand shillings to the staff who came to complete the transaction, Haley remained gloomy.
But a smile played on Angelina’s lips.
“I’ve got the hang of it.”
It wasn’t that she particularly wanted the Leviathan armor.
While she did want to splurge a bit, more importantly, Angelina valued the experience.
She simply wanted to get a feel for how to participate in an auction before attempting to win the most important item of the day.
“Next is today’s most anticipated item! It’s a top-tier magic sword specialized for one-to-many combat, imbued with lightning magic!”
Not long after, the item they had been waiting for came up. One corner of Angelina’s mouth curved up slightly.
“So it was a magic sword.”
As Angelina reacted lightly, the fist of the man sitting next to her clenched tightly.
“Three million two hundred thousand!”
“Three million five hundred!”
“Yes, three million five hundred thousand from number 22…”
“Three million seven hundred.”
“Three million seven hundred from Balcony No. 5!”
Angelina swallowed her amazement as she watched people jumping in one after another.
‘It must be a good sword indeed.’
As a layperson, she couldn’t tell, but seeing so many people diving in, it seemed to be worth it.
Even other balconies that had been silent throughout the auction suddenly raised prices as if they had been eyeing this all along.
“Six million nine hundred thousand from Balcony No. 5!”
Among them, the man in Balcony No. 5 was particularly active in the auction.
Angelina observed that direction with her chin resting on her hand.
It was the balcony farthest from where she was, so she couldn’t see clearly, but his passion for the sword was so intense.
His burning gaze could be felt even from here.
‘Hmm, I feel a bit sorry now.’
There was someone who wanted it so badly, and it seemed his dream was about to be crushed because of her money.
‘But this side claims it’s an heirloom…’
Thinking this, Angelina silently observed the man who claimed to be the owner of the heirloom.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to her.
‘…Is it really an heirloom?’
