Chapter 17: The Auction House Incident
However, the innate grace of his kind prevented him from covering his ears.
No wonder my teacher told me to find a strong swordsman as a bodyguard when he placed this shield in my travel belongings.
A shield made from sentient redwood is simply not something an elf can lift.
When Darius finally managed to raise the shield over himself and the elf, a white, transparent barrier instantly enveloped them.
At the same time, the defensive magic array protecting the auction house—already under constant bombardment—finally collapsed.
The auction house, built from ordinary bricks, was utterly incapable of withstanding the explosive force of Firestorm.
It shattered completely.
At that moment, the auction house was filled with screams and curses.
Anyone who had received an invitation to this auction was either wealthy or powerful.
Aside from magic scrolls, they also possessed various magical defensive artifacts.
No matter how painful the cost of those items had been when they were purchased, the priority now was survival—because only the living could think about the future.