The Supporting Character's Harem Is Very Normal

Barosik smiled contemptuously and looked towards Rakka. Of course, he still did not know Rakka’s true identity.

However, he just needed to know that he could win this bet.

Rakka frowned. He did not expect that Barosik would exchange an item for gold coins.

However... Rakka is not a fool; since Barosik can do that, he can do it too.

"I can also sell items for gold coins." Rakka spoke up.

Hearing that, Miconia happily responded; after all, she always exchanged items for the lowest price. This brought such great profits that she naturally accepted them.

Rakka placed a necklace on the auction centre employee’s tray, and the female employee brought the tray to Miconia.

She looked at the necklace on the tray, her eyes filled with confusion. Miconia didn’t know what was special about this necklace because it was so ordinary.

However, if the other person has brought it up, then it is definitely something special. In the end, Miconia had to let an appraiser come in to take a look.

An old man who appeared to be over 70 years old appeared, walked up to the stage, and approached Miconia.

After the old man checked the necklace in the tray, his face became a little surprised, then scared.

Barosik saw this scene and frowned. Because the distance was too far, he couldn’t see the necklace clearly, and he didn’t even know what the object in the tray was.

However, when looking at the expression of the old man who was assessing the items on the tray, an uneasy premonition appeared in Barosik’s heart.

A moment later, the old man looked at Miconia and said something, surprising her too. The surprise was clearly shown on her face, making everyone curious.

Miconia looked at the old man, frowned, and asked: "Really?"

The old man did not answer but just nodded slightly, his eyes filled with determination.

Seeing that, Miconia also sighed, then looked towards Rakka and smiled the friendly smile of a businessman: "Mysterious guest, sorry for making you wait so long. We have to say sorry; we cannot buy back this necklace from you."

"Hahahaha…" Barosik laughed loudly: "I thought it was something extremely valuable, but in the end it was just a useless thing, hahahaha…"

At this moment, Barosik felt like he had just put down a thousand-tonne boulder on his back, feeling extremely comfortable.

In fact, he was scared and worried just now. He was afraid that what the mysterious person offered was too valuable, causing him to fail and not be able to buy the sword of the saint-level master.

But in the end, he thought too much. It’s just a useless thing; even the auction centre wouldn’t want to buy it.

"Kid, don’t imitate me." Barosik smiled contemptuously: "Do you think I am a poor person, without anything valuable? Hahahaha…"

"Now I feel like you’re the poor one, kid. Do you have anything else? Bring it out quickly; I don’t have much time."

When Miconia heard that, she looked at Barosik with a bit of discomfort because the words he said reminded Miconia of the people who were capturing her relatives and using them to threaten her.

"Sorry, guest, but please pay attention to what you say." Miconia immediately spoke up.

"Ah! Sorry." Barosik smiled and said: "I was a little excited, so I forgot the main issue. Okay, that sword, he can’t buy it, so... it belongs to me, right?"

Miconia frowned and said: "Sorry, you misunderstood what I meant. I can’t buy that mysterious customer’s item because... that item is too valuable, this auction centre is too small, and there aren’t enough gold coins to buy that thing."

"Therefore, I would like to declare that... the mysterious customer has the right to continue paying any price he wants; any price is valid."

"What?!" Barosik couldn’t believe his ears, his eyes were full of disbelief as he looked towards Miconia: "Are... are you kidding me?" What is that thing? Why is it so expensive that an auction centre cannot buy it?"

"Sorry." Miconia said, her voice carrying a bit of contempt but still remaining calm: "This is that guest’s secret; I cannot tell you."

"You…" Barosik gritted his teeth, so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. However, he seemed to think of something and said contemptuously: "Huh! I already know."

"You and he… worked together to trick me, right?" Barosik shouted angrily. He spoke as loudly as possible so that everyone present could hear his words: "Do you think I’m an idiot?"

"Using a few actors to deliberately increase the value of that useless sword, then not wanting to sell it to me, so creating a boring drama."

"Is this how you do business?"

After Barosik finished speaking, he waited for words to support him, however, what came into his ears were only mocking words.

"Hahahaha… Did you hear what that kid said?"

"Of course I heard; that kid is really an idiot."

"I can’t blame him. Looking at his appearance, he probably came here from some rural place, so it’s hard to know the Seventh Elder."

"Hahaha… The Seventh Elder of Enchanter Tower was called a fraud by a boy. If this story gets spread out, I’m afraid everyone will laugh until next year."

"I feel like that kid really doesn’t want to live anymore. He even dared to call the Seventh Elder of Enchanter Tower a fraud."

"Like I said, he is a stupid boy; maybe he was lucky enough to pick up that light elemental stone, so he thinks he is the centre of this world."

Hearing that, Barosik shuddered. He knew that he had kicked an iron pillar.

The Enchanter Tower—even children have heard of that name. Anyone from the Enchanter Tower has an extremely noble status.

There’s no need to mention the teachers from the Enchanter Tower; just being a student there is enough to earn the respect of many nobles.

The person Barosik just scolded... was an Elder of the Enchanter Tower.

The Elder’s anger would scare even high-ranking nobles.

Barosik swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear, as he saw the Seventh Elder looking at him with extreme anger and discomfort.

He was trembling, worried, scared, and desperate. Countless negative emotions appeared in his heart, and at this moment, some of the world’s will energy surrounding his body suddenly disappeared.

It’s just a little bit, like a drop of water, insignificant.

The Seventh Elder then frowned and said: "Boy, no one has ever dared to talk to me like that; you... are the first."

Barosik trembled, silently screaming in his heart: "Master Medos, save me."

Medos sighed: "This is the consequence of not listening to my advice; do you see it clearly?"

"I understand clearly; save me… please!" Barosik screamed; at this moment, he was so afraid of death that his legs shook violently.

"Don’t worry, he won’t kill you." Medos comforted: "You are protected by the will of the world, no one will be able to kill you, however, you need to endure a little."

"Suffer? Endure what?!" Before Barosik could understand what was about to happen, a stream of air pressure hit his body.

BAM!

Barosik was blown back more than ten meters by that air pressure; his body hit the wall and fell.

"Child, it seems your parents did not educate you, so let me educate you humbly today." Seventh stood on the stage, his eyes filled with cold, murderous intent.

*Cough!* Barosik spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, feeling as if his body had broken into countless pieces.

He tried to hold on to the wall, stood up, and said tremblingly: "Sorry, Seventh Elder, I... I..."

"Boy… it seems, you are a student of Karol Magic Academy." The Seventh Elder spoke, his voice filled with so much coldness that Barosik shivered: "Do you believe that... just one word from me can make your future dark?"

Barosik gritted his teeth; in fact, if he were expelled from the magic academy, he believed that he could still develop thanks to his hidden talent.

However, he didn’t want to leave the feud between him and Lathel. Also, if news of him being kicked out of the academy spread, everyone would laugh at him.

He doesn’t want that to happen.

He wants everyone to admire him, regret having bullied and despised him, and be jealous of his natural talent and terrible strength.

Barosik gritted his teeth and used his most sincere and humble voice to say: "Sorry, Seventh Elder. I didn’t know you were an Elder of the Enchanter Tower, what if…"

"If you didn’t know who I am, would you be this low?" The Seventh Elder said, his voice filled with annoyance: "A coward like you, does not deserve to exist."

Barosik: "…"

He really wanted to cry.

’What the hell? I apologise to you, but you don’t accept it. I look down on you, and you hit me. What should I do?’

"Alright!" Rakka suddenly spoke at this moment: "Seventh Elder, after all, your position is extremely noble, there is no need to punish a dog, that will make your hands dirty."

The Seventh Elder nodded slightly when he heard that, feeling that what the mysterious young man said was right: "You’re right, people don’t need to pay attention to a barking dog."

Barosik was so angry that his face turned from red to purple. He didn’t think that even though he possessed such incredible talent, he would still be looked down upon by others.

He was even more despised than before he possessed this mysterious talent.

’You bastards! I will never forget today’s hatred. I will certainly repay you a hundredfold, a thousandfold.’

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