Chapter 639 Twilight Dragon Armor

Seeing Lin Li shaking his head, Varian felt slightly disappointed, but he didn't say anything more and led Lin Li and others into the front hall of the Elf Theater. The front hall of the Grand Theater is quite large. Those who arrived early were waiting for the auction to enter, while talking about various topics with acquaintances.

Although some people with sharp eyes saw Varian leading people in, no one went up to say hello because they knew very well that they were not qualified to talk to Varian. At the same time, they also had great doubts in their hearts and made speculations. What was the origin of the young man who was with Varian? Because they could clearly see that Varian was actually leading the way.

You know, not to mention the people in the front hall, even the VIPs upstairs rarely receive this kind of treatment. Who is Varian? Even Arathor, the Lord of Roland City, has always respected him very much. But now, this Varian, who is very famous in the Qingfeng Plains, is actually leading the way for such a young man who has never seen him before. I am afraid that even if the king comes, he will not get such treatment.

There are many people in the front hall, most of them are leaders or representatives of some large and medium-sized forces in the Qingfeng Plain. There are families that have been inherited for thousands of years, and there are also forces that have risen in the past hundred years. If anyone comes out, their strength will not be much worse than Senna, but in front of Varian, he is not even qualified to talk to him.

Lin Li just took a quick glance and saw a few familiar faces. They seemed to have gone to the Tower of Dusk to give gifts to Wilkinson and the others. Could it be that by participating in the auction today, they were also preparing gifts for Wilkinson and the others? Lin Li thought a little funny in his heart.

"Going up the stairs to the second floor" is a small hall that is slightly smaller in area but elegantly and luxuriously decorated. From the exquisite magic crystal lamp above the head, to the magnificent purple cashmere carpet under the feet, to the elf-style furnishings. Among the decorations that Lin Li has seen, I am afraid that only the underground palace of the boat built by Osric can be compared with it.

There were also some guests talking in the small hall. To Lin Li, it seemed that there were more acquaintances here than downstairs. The city lord of Doland was leading his son Rathoric, and he was chatting happily with the city lord of Roland, Arathor. The boy Rasolik stared at Ivan, the daughter of Arathor, beside him, and refused to look away for a moment. Fortunately, that was it. Otherwise, when he saw Lin Li coming in, he wouldn't know what was going to happen.

Master Gaza, the president of the Iron Yi Guild, had a strong and loud voice, and he patted the shoulder of a young man with a bitter look, as if he was saying some words of encouragement. The young man looked at his father next to him with helpless eyes, but he didn't dare to be dissatisfied at all.

"President Feyre, do you want to chat here, or go directly to your VIP room first?" Varian originally wanted to introduce Lin Li, but when he saw that Lord Doland actually brought his son, , I immediately gave up the idea of ​​leaving Lin You here.

Although there were a few acquaintances present, the friendship was really limited. They could only exchange a few words when they met, which was far from the level of sitting together and chatting. So after saying hello to a few acquaintances, Lin Li entered the VIP room with Varian. .

They say they are VIP guests, but the area is actually not small at all." Lin Li brought Wilkinson and several other senior pharmacists with him this time, but there was no feeling of crowding at all when he entered. Varian introduced it like a show of merit. Only then did I realize that this VIP room was different from the others. How could His Majesty the King watch a play alone? There must be at least a dozen people waiting around.

Varian didn't think there was anything wrong with arranging such the most distinguished VIP room for Lin Li and others. You know, there are as many as six senior pharmacists in this group, and these six The senior pharmacist also clearly showed Lin's attitude of taking the lead.

If he were just the owner of the Tower of Twilight and the president of the Light Breeze Plains Magic Union, Varian would naturally not have to lower his profile so low. Even if he had six senior pharmacists, he would not have to go to such a level. But "the six senior pharmacists, in Varian's eyes, are not just senior pharmacists, they also mean a pharmacists organization no less than the pharmacists union."

What's more, could the person who can be led by six senior pharmacists be the president of an ordinary law enforcement union? It's not like Varian has never seen the arrogance of these senior pharmacists. I'm afraid that even when facing ordinary legendary powerhouses, they may not be able to lower their heads a little. Basically, the only thing that can truly convince them is that. A kind of person. Although he did not get a definite answer from Lin Li, Varian knew that this young magician was definitely not simple.

After letting Lin Li and others take their seats, Varian personally summoned the waiter to bring exotic fruit drinks and other dishes in exquisite vessels to the table. It can be said that in terms of hospitality, Varian did everything to the highest standards and tried his best not to make Lin Li and others feel the slightest slight.

"President Feyre, if you are dissatisfied with anything, please feel free to tell them. I'll excuse you for now," Varian said respectfully. After all, he is the master of this place, and no matter how much he values ​​people like Lin Li, he cannot be indifferent to other distinguished guests.

Lin Li waved his hand indifferently, not showing any signs of being flattered by such a reception.

With his current state of mind, whether this environment is good or bad, it is actually difficult to cause any fluctuations in his heart. In the view of Wilkinson and others, as Lin Li is a master of pharmacy, such hospitality is more than deserved.

After Varian left, since the auction had not yet started, Wilkinson and others took this time to ask Lin Li some pharmacy questions. No one's success is accidental. Although Wilkinson and others are more talented than ordinary people, this attitude of always thinking about learning is an important reason why they can achieve what they have today.

Although Lin Li was not a real teacher, he would never be bored by Wilkinson and others' eagerness to learn. After all, the higher their level, the easier it would be for him.

"Shortly after Varian left," a slightly noisy sound came from downstairs, and people who had been waiting in the front hall outside for a long time began to come in one after another. It seemed that it was almost time for the auction to start. After a while, "the entire building" In the hall below, nearly two thousand seats were occupied.

Since it was originally a grand theater, the side of the VIP room facing the stage was completely open. Lin Li sat there and looked left and right, and everyone in the other VIP rooms could also see clearly.

Unlike the scene below where the seats are packed, there are many empty VIP rooms, and the VIP rooms that came were probably not even half full. However, this does not mean that Varian's auction failed this time, but because the identity of the VIP is determined by status, which does not mean that the number must be collected.

If the standard is lowered, the status of this VIP will be worthless, and it may even feel like an insult to oneself.

Lin Li was not very interested in the identities of the other distinguished guests, so he only took a cursory glance and returned his attention to the stage downstairs where the curtain had not yet been opened. However, the other distinguished guests were quite curious about Lin Li, the young magician who was placed in the most distinguished VIP room.

This is not the first time that Varian has held an auction at the Elf Theater, but unless the real King comes, this VIP room is never open to others. But today, it was obvious that the person sitting there was not His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of France, but just a very young magician.

In fact, due to the location, people around him could not see Lin Li's appearance so clearly. However, people who had had contact with Lin Li, such as Roland City Lord Arasso, or Blacksmith Guild President Master Gaza, etc., would still feel that the people sitting there seemed familiar to some extent. But "based on their understanding, they would never have thought of connecting someone so valued by Varian with the president of the Magic Guild, which had just been established less than a year ago.

The curtain on the stage slowly opened. With a faint smile on his face, Varian walked to the center of the stage with his head held high, saluted slightly to the guests in the audience, and began the opening remarks of the auction. Varian didn't say much, just a few words of thanks for coming. After saying that, he withdrew and was replaced by the chief auctioneer of Time Consignment House. The auction officially began.

But at this time, as the owner of this auction, Varian returned to Linli's VIP room. He knew that no matter how powerful and potential the Tower of Twilight had with the support of the mysterious pharmacist organization behind it, it had only been established for less than a year after all. The auction he is holding now has brought together most of the large and medium-sized forces from the Qingfeng Plain and even beyond. For the young president of the Tower of Dusk, it is an opportunity to get to know each other.

Varian would not let go of any opportunity to enhance his relationship with the Tower of Dusk, so he rushed over after arranging the auction.

Lin Li actually didn't care much about this. With the current strength of the Twilight Tower, many of the so-called large and medium-sized forces downstairs would basically not pose the slightest threat to the Twilight Tower. But since Varian is here, there's no harm in listening anyway, so I'll let him.

Varian sat down next to Lin Li, and on the stage downstairs, the first auction item had just been moved to the display stand in the center of the stage, a rectangular wooden box about half a person tall. Judging from the color, this wooden box is quite old, and the carved patterns on the surface seem to be smoothing out. Looking at such a simple wooden box, people in the audience who had not picked up the auction brochure in advance began to guess what was inside.

The auctioneer did not make people wait any longer, because this was just a back-up auction item, and it was not worth wasting too much time on it. After opening the wooden box, the auctioneer took a step back. A beam of light from above the stage shone on the auction item, and there was a sudden intake of breath from the audience.

On the display stand, the wooden box was opened to all sides, revealing the auction items contained inside. A set of dark gold dragon scale armor shone with a strange light in the pillar of light. The unnecessary introduction by the seller caused memories of a distant history to emerge in the minds of almost everyone in the audience.

The Dark Ages had just ended, and when the coalition composed of various oppressed races was dividing the fruits of victory after overthrowing the high elves, they fell apart due to the distribution of Ligai. Everyone thinks that their contribution is the greatest, but no one can really convince anyone. In the end, they can only rely on force to solve all problems.

After humans occupied most of the Anriel continent, people thought that the belated peace was finally coming, but then the human race was divided again. The era ruled by the high elves is called the Dark Ages, and the period of war after the Dark Ages is called the darkness before dawn.

Of course, this period was not without its merits. There is a saying that heroes emerge from troubled times. During this period of constant war, a large number of legendary heroes also emerged, leaving many stories to the later bards that have been passed down for thousands of years.

The owner of the dark golden dragon scale armor on the display stand was Grand Duke Heydrick who guarded the Breeze Plains for the Kingdom of France during that chaotic period and repelled the invasion of the Kingdom of Leiding countless times. Now, in Doland's library, there is still an oil painting depicting Duke Hedrick commanding a battle, and what he is wearing in the painting is this Twilight Dragon Armor.

Therefore, "Although this Twilight Dragon Armor has disappeared for nearly a thousand years after Duke Heydrick, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net However, its appearance in front of everyone at this time still immediately reminded them of that period of history. Memories of human legends.

At that time, Duke Hedrick was serving for the royal family of the Kingdom of France. He was one of the few legendary strong men, and his strength reached around level 22. Although at that time, almost all the legendary powerhouses on the continent of Anriel were somewhat eclipsed by the light of the mage god Gresco. However, for the people on the Breeze Plains, Grand Duke Heydrick was definitely an exception.

When a person enters the realm of legend, in a certain sense, he is already separated from the category of ordinary human beings. In the eyes of the legendary powerhouse, ordinary people are like ants. No one cares about the life and death of the ants. As a legendary strongman, Heidrick, although he is only a sword master, may not be as powerful as the magicians of the same legendary realm, but he still has a long lifespan.

Although the Holy Land is somewhat elusive, as long as you live there will be hope, even a slim hope. Therefore, any legendary strong man, even though he already has incomparable strength, cherishes his life more than ordinary people. As long as there is no irresolvable hatred, battles between legendary strongmen will rarely lead to life-and-death situations without leaving any room for mercy. (To be continued,

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