"Gentlemen and ladies, the goods we are going to auction today have not appeared in the Auction House in Shambhala for almost ten years."

End Later, the host excitedly opened the long box with a chilly katana inside.

"That is, 21 O Wazamono · Hamura."

Then the host took Hamura out of the box and drew the knife out of the hole.

Seeing the sharp edge and the purple pattern on the spine of the knife, and matching the feeling of the knife when it is out of the body, Will is pretty sure that this is definitely an O Wazamono.

"Everyone knows the value of this knife. Of course, in the knife book, the price of this knife is marked above 12 million Beli.

But everyone It should be clear that if this knife is in the hands of a swordsman with an extraordinary sword technique, it will play a greater role than Devil Fruit.

Speaking of which, we decided to put this knife The auction price is positioned at 200 million Beli."

After the host finished speaking, the audience began to cheer.

Among the crowd, a few are the most excited, some of them are dressed up as Pirate, some are like Bounty Hunter.

"Gentlemen and ladies, tonight’s top lot, 21 O Wazamono, is on sale!"

The host’s tone barely fell, and there was a sound of bidding from the audience .

"Two hundred and fifty million Beli."

"Two hundred and seventy million Beli."

"Three hundred million."

Although there are constant calls for prices from the audience, the rate of price increase is not very large. And most of these bidders are swordsman, only a few nobles, it seems that they intend to collect.

"400 million."

Will raised his hand, calmly adding 100 million.

After Will's bid, the original enthusiasm on the court seemed to be directly extinguished by a plate of cold water.

Although there was still a swordsman in the audience who looked unwilling, but still did not continue to bid, not because the money was not enough, but because he was afraid that he would not be able to get out of the auction room alive.

In the corner of the auction house, this old man with a smile on his face is sitting, looking at Will with more interest.

This old man has white hair, a comb-like beard on his chin, and a transparent silver mirror on the bridge of his nose.

"Is this the strongest newbie of this generation? This imposing manner is not bad."

After the old man took out the metal jug in his arms, I just wanted to take a sip, but then it occurred to me that the hip flask was empty, and the most depressing thing was that he had lost all his front in the casino yesterday.

So he turned his gaze on Will, because he knew that the other party had just taken a lot of good drinks.

Others may be afraid of Will, but for him, Will is only his junior.

At this time, the host of on platform also has a bitter look. It stands to reason that no one in the audience will continue to increase the price, so he should hit the hammer, but he is really unwilling.

This is 21 O Wazamono, O Wazamono in the world, but it is much rarer than Devil Fruit, and it is very difficult to obtain. Without super luck and strong strength, I don't want to get this level of famous knife.

Famous knives are all forged with very precious metals and the hard work of Forging Master.

Even if a certain swordsman got lucky, but if there is no corresponding strength, it just attracts other more powerful swordsman, and finally takes the famous sword from that unlucky ghost.

The rumors of the famous sword and ghost are born from this.

Seeing the host's hesitation, Will began to smile, and slowly stood up, placing his hand lightly on the'Yi Xue'.

After waiting for so long, I finally have a reason. Well, it seems that auction is not going to sell his things.

But as soon as Will stood up, he heard the host almost wailing.

"400 million Beli, a deal, then congratulations to Mr. Will for getting this treasured knife. Today’s auction is over."

The host’s tone barely fell, the auction begins. Closing.

The guests in the audience are a little confused, what is the situation?

Will was speechless for a while, whether he should react so quickly, he was just about to do it.

Since the auction has closed, all the guests can only start to leave, and the buyers of the auctioned goods are led to the back of the auction house by the backstage staff. Of course, Will also includes Will. He is today. The two items with the highest value were taken.

After arriving at the backstage of the auction house, Will found that there were already many people waiting for him in the backstage, and it was the host who stood in the front.

"Mr. Will, hello, my name is Marco, please come here, here are the two items that you photographed. We will use a 40% discount on the final transaction price to convert these two items Sell ​​it to you."

Will have some doubts, 40% off? Such a low price, isn't it almost equivalent to the reserve price?

"Oh? 40% off? Why?"

Big Fatty, with a smile on his face, walked to Will affectionately.

"Mr. Will, in our auction house, the largest shareholder is Mr. Joker. You and Mr. Joker are allies, so of course I have to give you a discount."

Will listen After that, I was speechless for a while. It turned out that it was Doffy's property, so it was even harder to start.

In the end, Will can only pinch his nose to pay and pick up the goods.

Although Will is not afraid of Doffy, after all, the two are an alliance, and Will has always promised money. He must do what he promises, even if he pays his life for it.

Although Will is Battle Madman, the great swordsman who killed him, sometimes he may be intermittently neurotic in fierce battles, but he is very important to promise.

Part of the reason for going to Marin Fendor this time was because he had promised someone’s promise. Although it would be extremely dangerous, Will still agreed without the slightest hesitation. Sengoku heads to the top of the battlefield.

Moreover, for this matter, Doffy's help is needed. This brat used to work on the top battlefield without any effort, but in Will's plan, Doffy is the main fighting force.

After walking out of the auction, Will felt a little strange, as if someone was following him behind him.

In Kenbunshoku Haki's perception, there is no abnormality, but the intuition from years of fighting tells him that someone is definitely following him.

So Will started to deliberately walk to sparsely populated areas, because it is easier to perceive whether someone is following him.

Finally, after Will walked to a large open space, the feeling of being tracked became more obvious. Will directly pulled out the'Blood of Consciousness' and looked towards the direction of the tracker he felt.

"Ah, Mr. Will's feeling is really keen, and he deserves to be the great swordsman who cut down Wyvern."

The old man in the auction just now slowly moved from one room to another. After the dilapidated house was covered with moss, he walked out and slowly approached Will.

After seeing the person coming, Will was quite surprised.

This, isn’t Rayleigh, how could he follow himself?

"He he he, I don’t know what purpose your legendary great character has with me, Mr. Rayleigh."

"Well, don’t be so hostile, I can I didn’t follow Mr. Will, I just came here with the smell of wine.

Also, don’t call Mr. Rayleigh, I am now a coating artisan in Sabaody Archipelago, just call me Lao Lei."

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