The auctioneer's grin widened. "Seven hundred thousand gold coins! Do I hear a higher bid?!"
Seven hundred thousand was already an incredible amount, and usually, no one would go higher than that, especially for an antique that didn't look all that special.
But Edmund clearly wanted it. Without hesitation, he raised his paddle again and said calmly, "One million."
He didn't say the number loudly, but it was enough to make the auctioneer and everyone else in the room gasp.
They even began to wonder how much money the Beast King actually had, and whether he was starving his people by wasting that much gold.
However, some of them also knew that, despite all the bad rumors about the beasts, there had never been a single one saying their king had ever let his people go hungry.
In fact, ever since Edmund became the King of Noctvaris, that kind of thing had never happened.
That was why the people in the auction house began thinking about something else.
