"300 thousand mid level Essence Stones,"
"310 thousand mid level Essence Stones,"
"310 thousand once, going twice, sold to bidder no. 356" Lucian announced with a smile on his face.
"They were just ten mid-level Rank Two pills, but they were still sold at such a sky-high price..." Evan muttered in a dazed voice, feeling even more determined to turn Amara into a high-level alchemist.
'She is undead, so she should be able to work 24x7 without taking a break, right?' Evan thought to himself, his expression resembling that of capitalists who exploit their employees for their own gain.
Amara, who was inside Evan's shadow storage, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine and felt that someone was scheming against her. She cast a vigilant gaze toward Elysia, who was some distance away and decided to move away from her.
Elysia looked at Amara, who was backing away from her, and felt confused. She couldn't understand why Amara looked at her as if she was some kind of terrorist.
