Dungeon Of Pride, Laplace

This demon was strange no matter how one looked at him. He was gulping down the food on the table at a frightening pace and showed no signs of stopping. He was wearing elegant clothes that matched his short hair and coffee brown eyes, a round chubby face, and a plump belly. A beautiful demihuman woman with fluffy wolf ears wearing warrior's clothing was following him around.

Using analysis on them as expected displayed question marks which indicated that both of their levels were much higher than him.

"You there I accidentally eavesdropped on your conversation earlier. You are quite the unusual demon aren't you?." The fatty said while still stuffing his mouth with all the food on the table. Simon's eyes twitched as he thought 'Me unusual? Yeah right'.

After finishing whatever was on the table he walked up to him extended his hand, and said "I'm Oswell a Demon Marquess. It's nice to meet you."

"I'm Simon a Demon Baron," he said meeting the former's hand in a handshake. Oswell gave a wide smile and said "You really are unusual. When a lower rank demon meets a higher rank they usually cower or try to flatter them. That look of indifference as if ranks mean nothing is quite refreshing hehehe." Simon did not say much after that and mostly kept to himself. "That look on Gelgar's face was quite something to look at hahaha. Ahh man, I hadn't had such a good laugh in a long while."

"Snort that egoistical fool was clearly over his head," Simon couldn't help comment.

"Yeah, that is true. Demons like him love showing their bloodline superiority even though the bloodline he inherited is not pure. 'May even rank up to Demon Marquess'? my foot. The most he could reach would be a Demon Earl and that too if he is damn lucky," Oswell said as he laughed out loud again.

At this time the host of the banquet came up to the stage and spoke "I hope that everybody is enjoying the foods and the other delicacies we have prepared. Now I want to address the main issue for hosting this banquet but I have just received word that the subordinates of the esteemed Demon Lords are on their way, as such we would hold the auction till they arrive. The items we are auctioning are some of the precious items from my dungeon, and I'm sure some of them would catch your eye." He gestured with his hands and his subordinates quickly came up carrying items cloaked in a piece of cloth.

A beautiful lady in an elegant dress walked up to the stage and bowed towards Gareth after which, with a beautiful voice she started the auction. The first item that was auctioned off was a rank [B] sword, Grand Sabre, and had many skills worthy of rank [B]. it was sold off to a Demon Duke for two million DP.

Unlike humans who use a variety of currencies, demons mostly exchanged items with DP. After the sword came many [C] and [B] rank items that were quickly hoarded by the high-ranking demons for a hefty price.

Looking at this scene Simon fell into contemplation. Right now he had many [C] rank items stored up in his inventory which he got from the gacha. The auction sold each [C] rank item for around 500,000 to 800,000 DP. The 100,000 DP gacha guarantees at least one [C] rank item, which made him think that if he could auction all those items he gets from [Gacha]. He would amass quite a fortune for himself. Regrettably, he was very weak right now and would only bring disaster on himself if he suddenly dished out that many [C] rank items.

A person with a great fortune but no power to protect it would only invite trouble for himself after all.