In a massive well-lit hall, several benches had been arranged in a church-like pattern with many columns.

And at the forefront of each column, was a silver chair.

Currently, there were 5 columns, which meant that there were also 5 massive shiver chairs there too.

Of course on a high platform at the front of the hall, one could see an enormous eye-catching golden chair there too.

Right now, the hall was currently filled with over 15,000 men who were sitting within each column according to their fractions or groups.

Each fraction wore masks that easily distinguished which from which.

Some masks were red, while others were green, blue and so on, with different designs on them.

--Silence--

The room was so quiet that one could hear a pin if it dropped.

It was as if no one was in the hall.

No one spoke, moved or made any slight movements.

Time seemed to freeze up, as the heavy atmosphere only thickened with time.

All eyes were now on the empty round table, and soon, they heard the steps of several footsteps.

'Din! Din! Din! Din! Din!'

The approaching sounds were heavy and loud, indicating that they belonged to strong men.

And as the noise increased, the entire hall got off from their seats and dropped to their knees.

"We great the Supreme One and the wise ones."

Everyone looked at the ground as they dared not look at the people who stepped in.

They heard some movements indicating that these superior people had taken their seats on the gold and silver chairs.

"You may sit."

"Thank you Supreme one!"

With that, everyone sat in silence again.

Their Supreme one on the high altar was wearing a golden mask, while the wise men who were leader fraction leaders wore silver masks instead.

Once again, each silver mask had a distinguished design on them too.

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On the stage, someone brought a megaphone and loved it close to the Supreme one's mouth.

"Welcome my children.

First off, I would like to congratulate you all for a job well done on this year's tasks.

You all have proven yourselves worthy and deserve praise."

With that, everyone started snapping their fingers, as if clapping for themselves.

Here, they never clapped, but only snapped their fingers.

It was less rowdy to do so.

'Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!'

"Good children.

You have not disappointed this one yet.

It is my wish that we continue to grow strong and unstoppable.

That's why months back, I sent for you all.

And now that you're here, we can start the auction.

As you all know, we will be auctioning off everything except 'L.O', 'K.L' and 'C.O'.

Those are reserved for myself, the supreme one.

Now, let the auction begin!"

With that, the Auction host brought the megaphone close to his mouth.

And soon, things really kicked in.

"The first thing on the list is 'A'.

It is undoubtedly a must-have, as it's large and currently has well-known prestige.

Its wealth alone speaks for itself.

No man would see this and pass it up willingly.

This is what they call luxury.

Gentlemen, we are talking about Baymard's District A!"

Listening to the host, everyone's eyes lit up excitedly.

That's right!

They come all the way here to bid for all districts within Baymard.

And who was so bold to do so?

Well, It was none other than the temple of Dragmus.

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One should know that this past December, they had decided to take this eye-catching empire as theirs.

But before that, they need to make sure that their fractions got the best places and that's why they were now scrambling for each District and region.

That's why all fractions from both Deiferus and Yodan had travelled for months to get here.

They couldn't leave something as important as this to anyone else.

They had to personally come here to fight for their fraction.

How could they allow others to take the best districts or properties?

Impossible!

They were ready to go all in.

And as the supreme one said, L.O (lower region), K.L (king's Landing) and C.O (the entire Coastal region with all its own districts) were off bounds.

Funny enough, they thought that these were all important regions in Baymard.

Many we're more focused on District D and G, which were entertainment Spots.

They didn't even think that district B was of any importance.

Anyway, no matter which region they got, just having the massive land was also a good thing.

After all, Baymard is like a collection of cities, towns and villages, so each district in itself was huge.

This was not a loss at all!

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The entire place quickly turned into a marketplace, as each wise man was bidding like crazy.

"100 gold coins (1 million copper coins)

" 300 gold coins!"

"Omar!

Are you trying to anger me?

Let this one go!"

"No way!

This is district D that has all the luxurious buildings, hotels and entertainment in it.

So how can I let it go?

Hmph!

If you have the money, then bid against my fraction and stop talking rubbish.

500 gold coins!"

"700!"

"1,000!"

"1,200!"

"5,000!"

"Why you...."

"5,000 going once, going twice, sold to the Demon Eye Fraction.'

'Snap! Snap! Snap! Snow!'

Some snapped their fingers merrily, while others did so in rage, envy and hate.

Dammit!

No matter what, they couldn't give the Demon Eye any more districts.

Over their dead bodies!

" District G."

"600 gold coins!'

" 800!"

"1,400!"

"2,000!"

"3,000!"

"4,000!"

(*^*)

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The hall that was already rowdy, was now more chaotic than ever.

People yelled at the top of their lungs and angrily cured at each other while hoping to win their bids.

And all this time, their supreme one, A.K.A Master K, was still lost deep in thought.

All he could think about was the future.

As planned, Yodan and Deiferus will fall.

And accompanying them will be Baymard.

They had no one else to blame but themselves.

They were just too eye-catching, and the things made in there revealed that they made major secrets.

That's why they needed to take it down at a time when the Caronian empire wouldn't be able to help them.

With Carona out of the way, taking care of them would be a piece of cake.

No matter what, they had to unravel the mysteries within the lower region.

The key to the Temple's wealth and development laid there that's why 3 months ago, he sent 150 spies to infiltrate the place.

He needed to know more about it before they attacked.

Master K's eyes shone with a murderous light when he thought about it.

Very soon, Baymard will be his!