Chapter 372 - 371: Sir John Falstaff

Chapter 372: Chapter 371: Sir John Falstaff

It hit 5,000 Black Fog Coins—the price mentioned in the public chat!

Seraphina Sinclair instinctively held her breath. While she wasn’t desperate for money, who would ever turn down more? She was certainly hoping the five talismans would fetch a high price.

This bid hit the market floor price that had been discussed in the public chat, acting like a starting gun that brought the silent chat back to life.

"Here we go! The final sprint!"

"As expected, the floor price is just the starting line. Good things never stop there."

[Anonymous]: 5200.

[Anonymous]: 5300.

[Anonymous]: 5500!

The price began to climb in leaps, with each new bid increasing by hundreds. The competition had clearly become white-hot.

The focus of the discussion in the public chat also shifted rapidly:

"5500! I knew it would be more than five thousand!"

"The ten-minute auction time is enough for real buyers to weigh their options and then strike at the critical moment. All those earlier probing bids were just smoke screens, completely useless."

Seraphina Sinclair watched, mesmerized, her fingers unconsciously gripping the armrests of her chair.

She wasn’t just anticipating a higher price. More importantly, she was studying the bidding techniques, carefully observing how the rhythm was controlled.

’When should I apply pressure? When should I stay silent? And when should I deliver the final blow...’

’There’s a lot to learn from this.’

[Anonymous]: 5550.

[Anonymous]: 5800!

[Anonymous]: 5850.

"They’re going at it! What’s the deal with the person only bidding 50 each time? It’s not the seller, is it? Shill bidding is disgusting!"

"It can’t be the seller. Sellers are strictly forbidden from bidding on their own items. It’s probably someone with a limited budget trying to use this method to discourage their opponent."

The analysis in the public chat had barely finished when a new, more aggressive bid refreshed the screen.

[Anonymous]: 6200.

A sudden jump of 350 Black Fog Coins!

This far exceeded the typical premium for D-level Talismans in an E-level auction.

The anonymous bidder who had been adding only 50 each time went silent, not following up immediately.

The entire auction space seemed to freeze for a moment because of this price.

"Damn... Looks like they’re determined to win."

"6200... for five D-level talismans, that’s 1240 each. At that price, you could get a decent offensive talisman in a C-level auction. To buy it here, they either really need it urgently, or... they’re after its special purification effect?"

"Special circumstances, special needs, special prices. It seems the baseline for this auction is higher than we anticipated."

Seraphina Sinclair’s heart also skipped a beat at this price.

6,200 Black Fog Coins. After deducting the 5% commission fee mentioned by the guidance system, she would get 5,890. That was a very good price.

At least it was much better than selling to a Traveling Merchant!

The countdown had reached the final ten seconds.

The discussions in the public chat also stopped, as everyone waited for the final result.

Ten, nine, eight...

[Anonymous]: 6250.

The "+50 bidder," who had been silent for a moment, actually reappeared in the final seconds!

They still only added the minimum 50, like a persistent and annoying thorn in the side.

Seven, six, five...

[Anonymous]: 6500.

The bidder who’d offered 6200 responded without a shred of hesitation. They didn’t even wait for the final, most pressing seconds of the countdown, countering with an even larger bid.

Their stance was crystal clear: ’No matter how much you bid, I will crush you.’

The sheer size of the bid made one thing obvious: the two bidders weren’t even in the same league financially.

Four, three, two... The "+50 bidder" went silent again.

Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, a brand new number popped up:

[Anonymous]: 7000!

This completely unfamiliar anonymous ID was like a boulder dropped into a calm pond, instantly sending ripples everywhere!

After a brief, dead silence, the public chat exploded!

"???!!!"

"7000?! Am I seeing things?!"

"Where did this Sir John Falstaff come from?! A last-second snipe?! They’ll have to extend the countdown by three seconds now."

"This is insane! 7000 for five D-level talismans? That’s 1400 Black Fog Coins a piece! For that price, you could get a premium item with special effects at a C-level auction!"

"So the back-and-forth between 6200 and 6500 was for nothing? Who is this person? They came out of nowhere!"

"Now *that’s* a true one-hit kill! The other two were fighting it out for ages, only to pave the way for this guy!"

Seraphina Sinclair was also completely stunned, her fingers tightening on the armrests.

’7,000 Black Fog Coins?!’

Her heart hammered traitorously in her chest, and Seraphina Sinclair couldn’t suppress the smile that curved her lips.

Before everyone could recover from this sudden, earth-shattering reversal, the extended three-second countdown came to an end.

[SOLD!]

A burst of golden light, even more dazzling than before, erupted, as if to crown this unbelievable final price.

[Congratulations to the anonymous buyer for successfully acquiring the "Moon Flame Evil Cleansing Talisman (Set of Five)" for 7,000 Black Fog Coins!]

On the auction stage, the image of the five talismans slowly dissipated, signifying they were now on their way to the winner.

And before Seraphina Sinclair’s eyes, a notification immediately popped up:

[Your consigned "Moon Flame Evil Cleansing Talisman (Set of Five)" has been successfully auctioned.]

[Final Sale Price: 7,000 Black Fog Coins.]

[After deducting the 5% auction commission (350 Black Fog Coins), you have received a total of: 6,650 Black Fog Coins.]

[The funds have been deposited into your anonymous account. You may withdraw or use them at any time after the auction ends.]

6,650 Black Fog Coins!

Seraphina Sinclair looked at the string of numbers, took a deep breath, and managed to calm her turbulent emotions slightly.

’If I could sell them for this many Black Fog Coins every time, I wouldn’t have to worry about how to get rich quick anymore, would I?’

In the public chat, the discussion about the "7,000 Black Fog Coins" was still boiling and showed no signs of calming down.

"I’m impressed, truly impressed. Now that’s a whale. They either don’t make a move, or when they do, they crush the whole field."

"I bet those first two bidders are livid right now. They fought for so long only to have it snatched from right under their noses."

"The timing was what made it so ruthless. Right after 6500 outbid 6250, just when everyone thought it was over, they jumped straight to 7000. It gave nobody a chance to react or counter."

"Could it be a shill from the auction house? To drive up the price of a VIP’s item?"

"Ha? You humans are hilarious. Your little schemes don’t work here, you know? The Golden Auction House cares about one thing and one thing only: the bid! Highest bid wins. All that other roundabout nonsense... who gives a damn?"

"Anyway, for the auction to start off with such a bang, the items that follow should be worth looking forward to!"

"Yeah! Hurry up and bring out the second item! I can’t wait!"

The gentle voice of the guidance system suddenly sounded, overriding the still-unsettled clamor in the public chat: "Thank you all for your enthusiastic bidding on the first lot! Congratulations to the winner! Next, we will present the second lot. Please wait a moment."

On the auction stage, light and shadow swirled, and the phantom image of a new item began to slowly coalesce.

Seraphina Sinclair adjusted her posture, her gaze focused.