The Rise Of Calamity

Chapter 111 - Bidding War {Bonus }

Finally reaching the entrance of the teleportation hub with 4 cups filled with coffee in our hands, we only had to wait 2 more minutes until my father and Jack would arrive at the place.

20 minutes later...

We had been waiting an extra 18 minutes over the time meeting time, even making Olivia ask me if we might have come early, which I was hundred percent sure was simply not the case. At the same time, I was sipping from my coffee cup while scrunching my face up after every sip.

'To think they don't have latte, cappuccino, or expresso in this world... Maybe I should create those, but I don't actually know how to make them. Or do I?'

Due to reasons unknown to me, I could recall every second of my previous life, meaning that one time I searched up how to make an atomic bomb, and also that one time I was presented with disgusting imagery from the internet is all etched deep into my mind, willing to never go away.

This does not mean that I would not forget about things, it just meant that even if I forget about something, I can just recall it back to the front of my mind with a little bit of searching. It is a bit like when you want to do something so but you take a little detour just to forget what you were about to do before shrugging it off since 'If you forgot it, it must not be that important. But then right before you sleep you remember it again and you can't go do it now because you have already become comfortable in the warm bed you are lying in... Or is that just me?

Anyway, for the next 30 minutes or so, I stood there in a daze searching through so many memories on how to make a latte, however, all the memories gave me nothing but the need for foamed milk and expresso... How the f*ck do I make espresso? What is Espresso??? Is it just coffee or is it a mix between multiple ingredients plus coffee??? What is the Zogarian word for Espresso?

Meanwhile, people started to surround a specific person for the last 30 minutes, looking at the young beautiful girl who was as still as a statue as she mindlessly ignored the mind link cries of urgency within her head.

When the first young man had seen her, he thought that she might have been a product of his imagination, a simply hallucination, or maybe even an illusion someone had put on him to assassinate him. However, when started seeing other men and women looking at her too, he had realized his one goal in this life. He swiftly took action before anyone else could break out of their daze and dashed towards the young girl.

Yes, he might have not gotten into his dream academy, and yes, he might be slightly weak, but why does it all matter if he cannot steal the heart of the young girl in front of him who had stolen his? For the last 14 years of his whole life, he had been trained for this moment, this moment where he would meet a beautiful girl that he could charm.

Eventually, he had reached her before anyone else could even realize what was happening, before kneeling on one knee and extending his hand upwards towards her face.

"Are you an iron rod? Because I could hammer you on my concrete slab."

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'THAT WAS SO GOOD!' Everyone in the area thought at the same time while looking at the boy in awe and amazement.

Suddenly, another boy dashed forwards, seemingly taller with a mustache and upward jelled hair dividing into two and falling down to his shoulders. If I wasn't searching through my memories right now, I would have thought the second boy was a jester at a circus or something.

Quickly the number of people dashing towards me spiraled into the dozens before turning into hundreds. However, after a few minutes of this happening, one of them finally pointed out "Wait, she hasn't moved once since I saw her... Maybe, just maybe, she is a statue..."

In that single moment, everyone thought back before feeling their dreams and ambitions shattering into dust, putting an extremely gloomy mood in the air. Every male boy under the age of 18 started sulking with a bent back posture as they looked onto the floor with teary eyes. One boy even felt his knees buckle, making him fall on the floor just like his shattered dreams, before looking into the sky and roaring "WHYYYYYY! GOD'S WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO US? WHY GIVE US HOPE BEFORE SHATTERING IT!? IS THIS A JOKE TO YOU!"

Many more boys started screaming some words of hate towards the heavens, while from the sidelines, Olivia watched with a weird unrecognizable expression that had so many emotions within it, but the most prominent one being the 'What am I witnessing?' expression.

Out of the blue, however, one boy with extravagant clothing shot up and pointed at the 'statue' before barking "300 GOLD!" with the trail of that that if he can't have the real thing, he will have his pleasures fulfilled by acquiring the statue for himself by bidding for it.

"700 GOLD!"

"1200..."

"1425..."

"5000 GOLD COINS!" An oversized young gentleman shouted with a high-pitched voice and his parent stood behind him with smug grins and folded arms. Everyone looked at him in awe, thinking "How can he spend so much money on a statue."

However, what seemed to have not occurred to all of them, even the adults, is the question of, who are they paying for the statue?

After around 20 minutes of bidding, the price had finally reached the 15 thousand gold mark and finally stopped, before being abruptly begun once again with the appearance of an unknown person who had seemingly come out of the blue.

"20 Thousand gold" A boy voiced in a mature and calm tone, causing everyone, boy, girls, men, and women to look at him in awe for a few moments, ready to bash his head in.

However, the moment they laid their eyes on him, they saw a young boy with long blonde hair put into a bun. His eyes shone with a crimson light becoming a deeper red as the color got closer to the pupil. his jawline was chiseled, while his face went without a single blemish on his face. Every single thing on his face was symmetrical, while even with his extravagant clothes on, his chiseled muscles imprinted themselves on the areas where his clothes made contact with his skin.

There were 4 people behind him, giving off chilling auras that would make any Ethereal stage drop to their knees in shock while making a pool of their own fluids at the bottom of their feet.

Not a single person moved a muscle as if death itself would await at their necks if they were to move an inch. This went on until suddenly...

"What the fuck is this crowd for?" I melodic voice echoed in the ears of everyone, while a single woman on the sidelines took a sigh in relief. Olivia was getting seriously worried that I would accidentally get bid off to someone while I was in my daze, to the point where she was almost forced to break the emergency crystal that Deros had given her in case her and his daughter were in any kind of danger.

Meanwhile, everyone remained standing in silence as the statue they were once bidding had started moving and more terrifyingly, speaking. Every boy saw their shattered dreams float off the ground like shattered glass before reforming into their hopes and ambitions.

However, before anyone could cheer in any kind of happiness, the prince looking boy coughed again, reminding what he thought of as just peasants even though they were ranging from nobles to merchants, all pretty wealthy in the eyes of literally everyone, meaning this man must have come from a high noble family, or maybe even...

"Oh, you're a royal?" I asked with slight surprise.

"Oh ho? You seem to not be a statue after all. What, were you standing still so all the boys can come and look at you and the wealthiest would buy your heart, or were you simply staring into air?" The boy asked arrogantly while the 4 men behind him puffed their chests out.

'1 Wizard, 3 Knights... Does the king not care about his son or something? What kind of idiot sends 4 weaklings to protect their son? Maybe he isn't an important son?' My eyes started darting around, looking for the slightest of aura or mana signatures around us but there wasn't one. Well actually, there were two idiots drinking at a bar 649 meters away, but other than that, there was no one.

"I was thinking about coffee, but anyway, I don't have time to waste wit-"

"Then want to grab a coffee with me, my lady?" The young man cupped his hands while slightly being to me. In that instant, I saw the ring on his cupped hand shoot a swift and silent mana shot at me, but since it was weak, I did nothing but put an invisible air barrier while increasing the air around me and using the little remaining aura I had stolen to reinforce that barrier.

To my surprise, the shot went right through and hit me, before a golden message appeared in my retina.

[Foriegn mana has been detected]

[Foreign mana has entered your body]

[Foreign mana has been deemed toxic to your body]

[Foreign mana has been neutralized by the presence of Divine Mana]

[Arcane magic is being analyzed: 0.1%]

[Predicted Time Until Analysis: 28 days, 23 hours 59 secs]

[Analysis of the Arcane spell -Charm- has been put on hold until the analysis of Arcane magic is complete.]

"This son of a b*tch" I muttered with my eyes blazing in fury. The spell might be called charm, but no way in hell it was to just "charm" me.

"How about you come home with me" The boy suggested with a wide grin appearing on his face. However, the next second, his face went extremely pale. It was not only him who had gone pale, but every boy in the area had also gone the same color as the Royal a*shole in front of me, including the 4 guards behind him, feeling as if the air around them had become more suffocating on their necks and lungs.

"What did I say?" I asked with a slightly deep voice, looking down at the boy in front of me who was shivering like a street pole.

"I-I-I-I-I... I'm s-s-sorr-y." The boy stuttered in fear while my bloodlust only grew larger and enveloped a wider area.

"WHAT DID I SAY?!" I bellowed while dropping the temperature around me, freezing any moisture and making the breaths of the boy steamy

"Y-y-you said you don't have time." The boy muttered

"No, I said DON'T WASTE MY F*CKING TIME" I roared and continuing "BUT WHAT DID YOU DO? HUH? WHAT THE F*CK DID YOU DO!? YOU TRIED TO USE A F*CKING SPELL ON ME! DO YOU REALLY WANT TO DUCKING DIE THAT BADLY!?"

"I-I-I-I'm S-s-s-s-sawwwwrrrrryyyyy- ahhhhhhhhhahahhhhhh" The boy, who seemed as disgusting as an adult until now had starter crying like 3 years old while his knees buckled to the floor. The other 4 guards were about to attack before my gaze was directed towards them and I used my final flash step of the day to flicker in front of them.

"And now you four" They were all instantly alarmed by my speed, making them retreat back a few steps and become more on guard.

"What kind of guards are you if I can take the person you are guarding hostage without you even trying to save him?" I asked with the boy, now unconscious, within my grip. The next moment, I hurled the body at the Wizard while slowly walking away from the scene. This was a simple tactic to keep them away from me as I simply could not fight with my new heels and skirt on.

Looking at the crowd of people staring at me with agape mouths, I asked with a warm yet devilish smile "Don't you have somewhere to be?"