novelzi Chapter 598: Recipe for disaster
Chapter 598: Recipe for disaster
598 Chapter 598: Recipe for disaster
Jenia, who had been unusually quiet since their earlier confrontation, simply nodded. "Of course it's fancy for someone like you who came from the lower worlds."
Her eyes, however, held a flicker of something Eren couldn't quite decipher.
As they approached the grand entrance, a pair of imposing guards, clad in armor made from bones, stepped forward. Seeing Estelia, they immediately recognized her and bowed respectfully.
"Lady Estelia," one of the guards said. "Welcome to the Obsidian Auction House. Please, come in."
The heavy doors swung open, revealing a lavish interior. The entire hallway was lit up with gems that were embedded in the ceiling. It reminded him of earth, where such lighting was placed in the ceiling. The only difference was that these gems didn't use electricity. @@@@
A well dressed man quickly rushed over to the entrance. "Lady Estelia, please allow me to escort you to your reserved room."
Eren thought that the man was a servant in this Auction House, whose responsibility was to escort the guests to their rooms. Still, out of curiosity, he used Identification, and learned that the identity of the person was not as simple as he had thought.
The man wasn't a servant. Instead, he was the manager of this Auction House. In the absence of the owner of the auction house, he held the highest authority in his place.
Even a person like this came to escort Estelia personally, which was a perk that only the strongest or most influential in this world could afford.
Even if Estelia wasn't the strongest, she was the most cherished daughter of the First Primordial. The Second Primordial cherished his daughter to the point that he destroyed Hellhound City in rage, over a minor altercation with his sister.
Similarly, the First Primordial cherished his daughter. They couldn't even imagine what would happen to their Auction House if they offended such people.
"I heard it from someone," Eren answered, not telling her his entire story. If possible, he didn't want anyone to know that he had kidnapped the woman that the Seventh Primordial wanted.
It wasn't because he was scared of the Seventh Primordial. It was mainly because that acceptance would've come with a lot of unnecessary baggage.
"Why do I feel like you are hiding something?" Jenia frowned, finding Eren's response suspicious. Even if he heard about Seventh Primordial, it shouldn't have shocked him to this extent if there wasn't anything more to it.
"Firstly, I have no reason to hide something. And secondly, even if I am hiding something, what does it have to do with you? I should be the one asking. Why are you so interested in the Seventh Primordial? Are you interested in him?"
Eren didn't want to argue with Jenia, but he also didn't want her to find ways to mess with him. It was better to put him in his place.
At least that's what he thought, until he heard a shocked gasp as someone called out to him. "Eren?"
Eren's face went blank as he recognized that voice. If that person was here, it meant someone else was also here.
"And here I thought, why wasn't my luck screwing me over yet." Frowning, he looked at the source of the voice and saw another group that was being led by a servant of the Auction House.
The person who had called out to him, was the heir of the Nightwing Clan that he had kidnapped. And next to her, was the sister of the Second Primordial, who was glaring at him.
Behind him, was the daughter of the first primordial. And in front of him was the second primordial's sister. As if that wasn't enough, the Nightwing Clan's princess was here, while the lustful Seventh Primordial, that was crazy for her, had also arrived at the auction house.
Eren rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache that was starting to set in. He didn't know how to deal with this mess. He should see that the recipe of a disaster was delivered straight to him.