Reincarnated To Save The Universe

Celia, Anaya, Liam and Alec entered this new city while Aiden still chose to stay in the shadows, Celia asked him why but Aiden just told her not to worry and he had his reasons for do it so.

Celia hadn't insisted, Aiden would eventually tell them why he was so suspicious of this new world.

Once inside the city they asked directly where the building where the auctions were held was and headed towards it.

Along the way they discovered that everyone was talking excitedly about a tournament that would soon take place, Anaya would have liked to stop and ask for more information but Celia looked at her and shook her head.

When Celia saw the dog-beaten expression on her baby wife's head she said to her : "Sweetie, business first and if we have time, I'll let you have fun, okay ?"

Celia figured that once they got back to Eben they probably wouldn't go straight to Elementary, they had to plan it well and it will take a bit of time.

Also if they really wanted to follow Aiden's plan, she needed her brothers to get stronger quickly, they too could use super perception to detect the infiltrated demons and help her remove the cursed seals from the magical beasts.

So if Anaya wanted to participate in this tournament it will be surely possible, she smiled to her and said : "My baby wife do not worry though, if you are so eager to fight, i can promise to you that in Elementary you will be able to kick lot of asses, what about it ?"

Anaya smiled back to her and said : "Okay, fair enough, let's do some business now."

After arriving at the auction building, Alec took care of everything and directly asked the receptionist to meet the manager.

He had looked at the level of mages that was in this city and he had only seen a few mages of level six and seven, the rest were mostly level three and four.

As expected his request was politely rejected, saying that unless he had priceless treasures the manager would not receive them.

Alec replied with a smirk on his face : "This young woman here is a level eight mage, and she is able to make magic pills with a hundred percent purity rate, is it exceptional enough for you ?"

The receptionist didn't know what to say, she hadn't seen it coming. There were only three level eight mages in all of the kingdom and they were all extremely famous.

Yet, she didn't recognize this young girl, but if that was true, she absolutely couldn't afford to offend a level eight mage.

She apologized and led them to their best waiting room before running to find the manager.

Once in the waiting room Celia said to the others : "Do I look so scary ? Did you see how she were looking at me ?"

Anaya laughed and Liam explained to her : "Remember that we are in a world of the low plane of existence, I guess they are not used to see level eight mages, and probably none as young as you."

Celia replied : "I see, so she was afraid of having upset me and losing her job ..."

Celia sighed helplessly and asked to Alec : "Are you planning to sell scrolls to make magic pills ?"

Alec smiled at her and said : "Yes that will probably be our best option for making lot of money quick, and maybe you could make some magic pills, let's see what they need first and how much it worth."

Celia asked him again with some hope in her voice : "Can we use the magic pills I prepared for you, I'll make more for you after that, they're only level six but they should be worth quite a bit of money already."

Alec shook his head and said : "Not even in your dream, you already promised to sell them to me, but we're going to show them to him, like that he will have the opportunity to check the quality of your magic pills."

Celia sighed again and to him playfully : "Damn you Alec, you are so greedy."

The manager arrived and saw that they were having fun teasing each other. He sighed in relief, apparently this level eight mage was not as arrogant as the other level seven and eight mages he had been lucky enough to meet.

He coughed to get their attention and introduced himself, he motioned for them to follow him into his office and once everyone was seated he asked them how he could help them.

Alec got right to the point : "We would like to know what your biggest sales have been so far, then we will show you our products."

The manager answered them hoping that they will have really good things to put up for sale : "My next auction will be just before the tournament and the city would be crowded by then, you really came at the right time to put up for sale your goods.

The biggest of our sales was made by a scrolls to make a magic pill of a level nine, and the price went up to one hundred and forty eight million notes.

We were also lucky to be able to sell a energy magic pill level eight that had an eighty-two percent purity rate, we sold it for one hundred and seventeen million notes."

Celia sighed in relief they had made the right choice once again, she took out of her magic bag a energy magic pill level six and gave it to the manager saying : "I haven't had time to make energy magic pills level eight yet but I can promise to you that my magic pills have always been one hundred percent purity rate."

The manager remembered what his receptionist had told him, and indeed she had told him that this level eight mage claimed to be able to make magic pills with one hundred percent purity.

The manager put the magic pill in the device and the number one hundred appeared almost immediately.

The manager went back and sat down behind his desk and asked them very seriously after giving the magic pill back to this woman : "What are you going to put on sale exactly."

Alec, to whom the tournament had given an idea, asked him : "What level will be the most powerful participants in the tournament ?"

The manager did not understand why they were asking this question but he answered him anyway : "The two most powerful fighters have both reached level nine."

Alec finally smirked : "In that case, we will be selling two level nine consolidation magic pills and four level nine energy magic pills, we will bring them to you tomorrow."

Celia was looking at him with an expression on her face that he couldn't ignore and which he mentally translated as : what the fu * k.