Chapter 62
I Next “I must say, this isn’t exactly what I was expecting.”
“I share your sentiment.”
A touch of unease was audible in Demian’s voice. Hearing this, Raciel nodded his agreement. He looked out at the scene unfolding before him in the monster auction house.
It was as silent as a library. The typical bustling atmosphere one might associate with an auction house? An energetic auctioneer leading the proceedings? Buyers competitively raising their voices to place bids?
None of these familiar sights could be found. Everyone was quiet. Those bidding didn’t raise their voices, instead, they wrote their bids on small chalkboards the size of an A4 paper and held them aloft. That’s how they placed their bids.
The auctioneer, upon seeing this, would update the bid for the item. Then, silently sending out a look that asked, ‘Are there any higher offers?’ It was an entirely different picture than the typically noisy and chaotic scene one might imagine for an auction house.
“Do you think this is because it’s a monster auction house?”
“It seems that way. If the people were too noisy, it could stimulate the monsters.”
“Tsk, they already look like they’ve been heavily sedated.”