Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Four – "The Auction at Novice Village"
Crow stepped through the worn gates of Novice Village, cloaked in a plain black robe, his aura masked. He didn't want to draw attention—but it was far too late for that. Whispers trailed behind him like shadows.
"Is that… him?" "The guy with a Divine Rank unit?" "I heard he has Primordial Gods…"
Crow ignored it all.
He was here for the hidden auction, known to only a few elite players, where rare items—often lost to early-game zones—were sold to the desperate or cunning. His target: a relic rumored to accelerate unit growth by 200%.
As he approached the auction hall, something caught his eye.
A girl in jet-black armor sat at the village gates, a scarlet spear beside her. Level 18. SSS rank. Warrior class. Her name hovered faintly above her head: Rose.
She was trembling.
And then she looked up. Their eyes met.
Her sorrow vanished. Her expression lit up like the sun breaking through a storm.
"M-Master…!"
Crow froze.
Wait… what?