Chapter 83.2 \nIn the first place, it isnât like I gave up on the mask.\n
The signal I give to Tino each time is to raise the bid one increment at a time. The funds Sytry prepared is around nine hundred and fifty million Gils. Assuming that her plan succeeded, I can suppose that I can get the mask for around two hundred million Gils, so I can use up to seven hundred and fifty million Gils.
I am not familiar with Alchemy, but the latest Golem shouldnât cost more than seven hundred and fifty million. When I am sitting deeply in my chair, crossing my leg and showing an expression that I still have allowance, the price of the Golem is slowly rising in front of me.
From two hundred million to three hundred million. From three hundred million to four hundred million. Four hundred million!?
Wait a minute, who is this! How much money are you planning to spend on this Golem that is treated as a doll, I canât believe it.
Four hundred million. If I have four hundred million, I would be able to buy four hundred Relics, each costing one million. The auction site is quiet, due to the unexpected bid price. The person who is also trying to buy it, must also be surprised.
First, it was thirty million. The starting bid was thirty million. I said I could get up to seven hundred and fifty million, but I expected that I could get it probably around three hundred million.
Sytry-chan claps her hands on her chest and watches the progression while her heart was pounding fast. I have no choice but to cross my arms without losing my composure
Do you want it? Sytry, do you really want that? No, sorry. It is fine. It is Sytryâs money to begin with. It is fine, butâŚ
I am not in the position to say this, but Sytryâs money perception is kind of crazy. So, she wonât probably back off in the middle of it.
The price is rising slowly. There is only one person⌠Only one person.
The price of a doll that no one was paying attention would jump up so high. Who would have thought that when the mask was the one getting all the attention in this auction?
âThis is⌠Who would have imagined it! Five Hundred million Gils! It has finally passed the five hundred million Gils bearing! From now on, the bid increment will be at twenty million Gils. Five hundred and twenty million! Five hundred and twenty million has appeared!
Five hundred and twenty million⌠Are you millionaire or what? Well, it still doesnât reach my debt though. Is this also the bad consequence of an auction? He probably wouldnât have imagined that there would be a competitor ready to spend five hundred million for a doll.
With the smallest bid incrementation, the price continues to gradually raise. An awesome feeling of tension and a strange exaltation rising is the best part in an auction but this time, I donât want to have that, so I am just hoping that the other person will give up soon.\n
When the price exceeds six hundred and sixty million, Sytry says on the verge of tears.
â⌠Cry-san⌠It is enough. At this rate, Cry-san wish wouldâŚâ
This price is unexpected. If we didnât prepare the money for the mask, we probably wouldnât be able to afford it.
But let me tell you this⌠All this money is yours, okay. Sytry, Liz and Tino has gathered it together but I didnât put a single Gil inside because I didnât have any money. Sorry.
Without mincing my words, I say to Sytry.
âYou donât have to worry about anything. ⌠Right. I was gathering money to buy the Golem in the first place.â
â!? I didnât⌠Noticed it at all⌠I thought⌠It was the usual illness, as usual, againâŚâ
As usual⌠I didnât say anything and I look straight at the stage.
Give up. Hey, I have over seven hundred and fifty million here. Please give it up around here. I am begging you so please give up. Dogeza? Will you give up if I do a dogeza? I will so do it.
My prayer wasnât answer and the auctioneer excitedly cried out.
âAnd here come an additional one hundred million! Seven hundred and sixty million⌠Number twenty-five, Seven hundred and sixty million!â
Who the hell is number twenty-five!!
Tino who approximatively knows the circumstances and my budget, opens her eyes and looks up at me. I silently showed a thumbs up to continue. I have a sharp stomachache. With this, unless the Ojou-sama gives up on mask, the future where I can get it is gone.
But then, if it is like this⌠I will definitively show you that I can get this Golem. I found a breath of life in my dying breath. Perhaps the opponent budget is way higher than us and it is possible that we canât get it at all but if I do my best and still doesnât win then Sytry-chan will probably also give up.\nThe opponent should also be in pain. The original price of this thing was thirty million Gils.
The chance of winning⌠isnât nill, I think. The addition of one hundred million is probably the opponent best effort⌠Before his limit. If it isnât his limit, then he should be close to his limit.
I take a deep breath and give a new signal to the frightened Tino.
And this is⌠The end.
âUh!? And an additional one hundred million more! It is now eight hundred and sixty million Gils! Number sixty-six, eight hundred and sixty million Gils!â
Iâm gonna puke. It has been a while since I spent so much money on a single item. My stomach is all stuffy. Even if I say I have a ten-digit debt, that was made by slowly piling it up, for me whose roots are from the poor, this feeling is too stressful.
A shivering horror. As expect, the increase of one hundred million was unexpected, there is no sign of a new voice rising.
Even if there isnât any sword, this is definitively a battle.
How many white coins is eight hundred and sixty million Gils? How many kilos is that? You take check?
âIs the other renouncing? Eight Hundred and sixty million Gils. It is eight hundred and sixty million Gils. In thirty seconds, fair warning before being considered sold to number sixty-six.â
Die. Perish. Give up!
I take a deep breath. I just offer a prayer to a god, I never believed in. Sytry is curled up as if she was waiting for the storm to pass. Our limit is right in front of me.
If you have eight hundred and sixty million Gils, you can live and play forever. I wonder what was Sytry planning to use her marriage funds for? Empty and useless words are floating in my head. This is also called escapism.
Hasnât thirty seconds passed already!? One second feels like minutes.\n\nWithout wiping her tears, Sytry confusedly looks at me.
The funds collected by Sytry is nine hundred and fifty million Gils. In the case you make a successful bid and canât pay it, you will be charge with a heavy crime, if you think about it, this is forbidden.
I am feeling calm. There isnât a single piece of my previous turmoiled left inside of me.
Clear Tranquil1. I have finally attained the Nirvana. With a gentle smile, I hold Sytryâs hand.
âI told you so, donât worry⌠No, I wanted you to worry a little bit.â
If I need to be specific⌠Yes. Please do a dogeza with me to Lucia.
It is dangerous. I have spent more than half of Luciaâs saving on my own. But I donât regret it. I donât regret it at all, you know.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
âTime is up. The one who won this fierce battle is number sixty-six Greg Zangrif-samaaaa! A huge metal doll, the lot was knocked down at one billion and sixty million Gils! To the brave and victorious Hunter, everyone applause please!â
In the middle of the cheers and applause, Greg who was sitting next to Tino looks up at me with a pale look.
Thank for reading! Wait, what why is it Greg the one who won and does auction really tell your name like this? XD So glad I could finally write lot and knock down. Since I opened the auction glossary, I so wanted to put those word, eheh. Good for you cry now you can finally say, keikaku dori XD Tchao Ă plus.
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1. Clear Tranquil (Meikyo Shisui): Took the translation of FF11, it means Clear and serene and literal translation is as a polished mirror and still water.