An invincible journey that begins with a different race

This... is normal!

Rob finally understood why these guys had such a big reaction. If according to Aesop, someone really bought anything belonging to the 50-year-old human dream demon here, he would definitely treat the other party as a pervert.

Hmm...wait a minute, if that's the case, then isn't the guy who bought this object the biggest pervert in the room?

Rob felt shuddering when he thought about the way everyone looked at him when the object was photographed. The scene was filled with fear, disgust, and full of incredulity.

Fortunately, fortunately, he agreed in advance to let Aesop take the photo for him, so that he would not be in the limelight.

But if this happens, the Aesop brothers will suffer...

Rob felt a little guilty again, thinking that he would make it up to Aesop later.

At this time, the restlessness slowly ended.

The auction continues.

While wiping the rotten eggs from his body, Stank said angrily: "Why are you so excited? You magic chefs, this is just an illusion, and it's impossible to really touch it, so it's just what you mean. .Okay, the starting price is 100 gold. If no one of you wants it, then I will take it away for 100 gold."

Rob originally thought that no one would take pictures, but he didn't expect that as Stank finished speaking, several more people started taking pictures.

"120."

"125."

"130."

The increase each time is very small. Obviously this is not a popular item. The bidders are also some races that are not very sensitive to magic... But at least there are people bidding, so it won't be too strange to take the photo. It won't be too noticeable.

Rob breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was thinking about asking Aesop to help bid, he suddenly heard Aesop ask him: "How much money did you bring?"

"Uh." Rob didn't react immediately and subconsciously replied, "Eight thousand."

The next second, he saw Aesop stand up and shouted with a voice that could overwhelm the entire audience: "Eight thousand!"

At that moment, everyone looked over.

Rob was dumbfounded. He jumped up from his chair almost subconsciously: "What are you doing?! I just said that I brought [-], and I didn't let you take pictures of [-]!"

After finishing speaking, Rob felt that something was even more wrong, so he turned his head and found that everyone's eyes had shifted from Aesop to him.

He was completely confused and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, this is not what I want to take. This is not what I want to take. It has nothing to do with me."

At this time, Aesop also stood up with loyalty: "Yes, he didn't want to take the picture, it was me who wanted to take the picture! Don't look at him, just look at me! His family has been serious knights for generations, no. I will buy this kind of thing!”

After saying that, Aesop scratched his head again, then turned to look at Rob: "How many shots will we take?"

At that moment, Rob only felt... if his life ended here...

Also good.

Everything in [-] will lie to you, except...

In the end, Rob won this small card for less than 200 gold.

Originally, this small card might still be sold for a higher price, but everyone was shocked by the 8000 price just mentioned, and saw that the person bidding the price was Aesop (more than half of the adventurers in Dream Demon Town were sold because of Bruce I got to know Aesop due to the incident), so I stopped calling Aesop.

Therefore, Rob still got this small card at a relatively small price, but when he looked at the card in his hand and felt the strange eyes of the adventurers around him, he couldn't be happy at all. Instead, he felt like crying without tears. Feel.

"Brother Aesop, why are you doing this?" Rob looked at Aesop with resentment, "Did I offend you somewhere?"

Aesop tilted his head and avoided Rob's gaze: "No."

"...It's obviously there, right?" Rob recalled what he had said to Aesop before, and then he really remembered something, and asked with some uncertainty, "It can't be...I said I didn't want to be with him. People like you are complicit, so you want to take revenge on me, right?"

Aesop nodded: "Nothing."

Rob: "..."

So should I trust your actions or your words?

"Blame me." Realizing that he seemed to be the one to blame, Rob didn't have much to say. He was still very chivalrous. He knew that he had slandered the other party first and then asked for help. This was indeed a bit unreasonable. , there was nothing to say about being a little revenged. He sighed and said, "I was still blinded by lust and lost my mind. Now I no longer have the face to stay in this area, so Allow me to take my leave now."

Aesop asked: "Why don't you have the shame to stay here any longer?"

"This...haven't I been laughed at by everyone?" Rob's face looked unnatural. "Now everyone knows that I am a weirdo who likes thousand-year-old elves."

Aesop pointed at Stank on the stage and said, "But so is that guy, but isn't he still alive and well?"

Stank sneezed heavily on the host stage, feeling a little baffled, and muttered, "Which bastard is saying bad things about me behind my back again?"

"This... I can only say that he is very courageous." Rob said with a wry smile, "I think I should learn to be a normal person. I found that most of the alien races in the outside world are magic chefs. If I If you become a magic chef, you won't be treated as a freak."

With that said, Rob wanted to leave this place, but was stopped by Aesop's very calm voice.

"Everyone is like this, so that means it's correct?"

Rob was stunned. He turned around subconsciously and looked at Aesop.

"what do you mean?"

Aesop said: "As a knight, shouldn't you stick to your true heart? If you can't even stick to your true heart, how can you talk about chivalry?"

"...This doesn't seem to have anything to do with chivalry." Rob felt that talking about this topic was a bit disrespectful to chivalry, so he said in a low voice, "Besides, maybe I also yearn for and want to become a magic chef in my heart. ?It’s just that I haven’t adapted to it yet.”

Aesop shook his head, and then said to Rob: "Activate your card."

"Uh, do you want to activate it here?"

"Don't worry, everyone's attention is on the stage, no one will be staring at you." Aesop was like a mentor, coaxing Rob, "Quick, activate it."

Rob looked around and found that no one was looking at this place. After all, they were already in the last row, so he gritted his teeth and activated the card.

At that moment, the illusion of a beautiful Explosive X Elf with a lifespan of a thousand years appeared next to Rob, looking at him with a smile.

Aesop asked: "How do you feel now?"

Rob turned his head to look at the elf illusion, swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat, then forcibly looked away, and said: "I feel that this elf is just average and not as outstanding as I imagined, so I just It’s just a bit high-spirited, but actually it’s not at all…”

Aesop shook his head and said, "You are lying to yourself."

Rob suddenly became anxious: "How can you be sure that I am lying to you? You know, our family has been knights for generations..."

Aesop also stood up slowly, faced Rob, and said: "It's very simple, because your eyes can lie to yourself, your mouth can lie to yourself, and even your heart can lie to yourself, but there is only one thing that will never deceive you no matter what. of."

Rob asked subconsciously: "What is it?"

Aesop raised his hand and pointed at Rob's lower body: "It's your...brother."

Rob was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and looked down.

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Only then did he realize that his brother...had already given the answer.

"This, I..." Rob was suddenly speechless.

Aesop said seriously: "Can a person who cannot stick to his heart really become a knight?"

Rob raised his head and looked at Aesop, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

He felt deeply ashamed, but this time the shame was different from the previous time when everyone found out that he liked the old elf.This time, it was because I knew I liked the old elf but didn't dare to admit it.

Yes, if a person is not even willing to admit his true heart and is unwilling to abide by it, then why should he keep talking about chivalry?

It's really ridiculous. It's clear that my ancestors have been knights for generations, but I can't even understand the most basic spirit of chivalry, and I still need others to enlighten me.

Rob looked at Aesop, and an extremely complex and indescribable emotion arose in his heart.

There's shame, there's gratitude, and there's...a little bit of strangeness.

Wait, weird?

Rob thought about it carefully, and then realized that something was wrong.

"No, does the topic we are talking about really need to be so serious?" Rob said, "Isn't this just talking about whether I am willing to admit my XP?! Is it really necessary to rise to the level of chivalry?! Ah ? Is it really necessary to rise to the level of chivalry?!"

Aesop said: "Can someone who is not even willing to admit XP talk about chivalry?"

Rob was suffocated and wanted to refute, but he couldn't find a reason to refute, because it felt like there was nothing wrong with what Aesop said.

"Are you still leaving now?" Aesop asked.

Rob replied quite depressedly: "No, I'm not leaving. I'm here now. Let's talk after watching it."

Having already said this, Rob felt that if he left again, it would be as if he would really be sorry to the generations of knight ancestors.

It's just... weird.Rob felt as if he had just had a very sterile conversation with Aesop, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was either completely devoid of nutrition, or that weird feeling that seemed to make no sense, but also seemed to make some sense.

Rob turned to look at Aesop, and then thought to himself - what a strange person.

And Rob soon discovered that he was right to stay.

Because he originally thought that he was already the biggest weirdo at this auction, but he didn't expect that the items auctioned later made him feel like "I'm sorry, this can also be done".

Does anyone really fall in love with a wooden person?

Does anyone really like to watch the process of adding combat tools to a golem?

Wow, it’s so barren and strange!

From this point of view, Rob didn't think there was anything wrong with what he bought.

Having said that, aren't there any normal things in this auction? !

Just when Rob was thinking this, the auction was finally coming to an end, and Jer took out the final item: "The last item is a painting album by a painter who did not want to provide his name... Well, now show it Show it to everyone.”

Soon, everyone saw exquisite and erotic paintings appearing before their eyes.

The woman in the painting is vivid and vivid, showing the shame, reluctance and anger vividly, which instantly made many people stand up on the spot.

This is indeed a very good painting.

Everyone thinks so.

But no matter how good it is, it can't be the finale, right?

Everyone was a little confused, so when the bidding started, the price was not particularly high.

"300."

"350."

"400."

Compared with ordinary Shitu, the price of this Shitu is already very high, but it still does not jump out of the price of Shitu.

After all, although this is really astringent, it is just a painting that cannot be seen or touched.

"What a good painting." Rob sighed at the side. Because the lord he was loyal to was a well-known painter, he knew the painting skills quite well. "The artist's painting skills are impeccable and the details are perfect." It’s also perfect, no matter how you look at it, it’s all done by a famous artist… Although I don’t know why the famous artist painted this, it’s still a pity.”

"What's the pity?" Aesop asked.

"It's a pity that here, everyone only regards it as a painting and not as a work of art, so it won't sell for a very high price." Rob said, "That's why I feel it's a pity."

Aesop thought for a while and said, "It should be sold at a decent price. The host hasn't read the introduction of this painting yet."

Generally speaking, auctioneers will leave an introduction about the auction items to try to raise the price.

But Rob was a bit disapproving: "This kind of painting, no matter how excellent it is, can't be sold for much money. Why can you double the price with just one sentence? In this regard, your understanding is not as deep as mine."

Aesop did not refute, but watched as Jer took out a note and said to the adventurers present: "Well, the author of this album also left a sentence for me to read to everyone."

When entering this process, everyone was disapproving.

You don’t think that one sentence can raise the price of this picture album, do you?

Everyone was thinking this until Jer read out the words: "The protagonist in this picture album... is Stank."

At that moment, the entire venue fell into a long silence.

Until... someone bids again.

"Eight thousand."

[-] This is a philosophical question

"Aesop!"

After the auction, Stank, filled with anger, rushed directly into the food and wine booth, pointing at Aesop's nose and shouting.

"You bastard! You actually dare to sell my private pornographic pictures!"

After finishing speaking, Stank felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

"Ahem, Stank." Ganqiu promptly reminded, "You'd better keep your voice down, there are still people watching."

Stank looked around and found that the customers around him were looking at him with surprised eyes, as if they were wondering what a man's private pornographic pictures were.This moment made Stanke wilt. He was already embarrassed enough at the auction, and he didn't want to embarrass himself again here, so he immediately sat down and shouted at Aesop in a low voice.