"Sold!"

Rodel and Jose felt heavy. In the end, they couldn't do anything.

Their request for assistance was not approved, their hopes to win with just their remaining funds was destroyed as well.

Rodel looked at the room of the 'new player'.

He gave a deep, depressed like sigh.

Jose, on the other hand, patted Rodel's back.

"Cheer up, at least by now, the last item is ours."

"Ours?"

Rodel didn't understand what that meant. Seemingly, after that was said, he gave Jose a 'the hell do you mean' look.

Jose just shrugged of that idiotic expression of Rodel and said,

"The 20th item is bogus, we won't need it. As for the 19th item, I doubt that anyone on the second and first floor would be able to compete with us."

Now, Rodel felt like he was looking at an idiot rather than a politician.

He truly can't grasp what Jose meant by that.

Jose shrugged his shoulders at Rodel and simply said, 'you would see what I mean sooner or later.'

.....

"Sold!"

Breathing in deeply, Rodel pointed at Jose while stuttering.

He forced himself to calm down, but it was just too hard to do so. Especially when someone that he was with for the longest time was able to correctly predict the next happenings.

"Are you calm now?" Asked Jose.

Looking at Jose with a very sharp gaze, Rodel said,

"So, how did you predict it?"

Rolling his eyes at the glaring Rodel, Jose replied,

"After we lost at the 18th item, the information that I asked came in."

"Information?"

"Yep, the information on who are competitors are."

"......"

What?

......

"The woman that confronted us first is the daughter of CEO of Stargazer Corporation. Rowena Legaspi."

"......"

"An expressionless face huh." Thought Jose.

Nochalant about this, Jose continued.

"Our second confronter is..... A bit complicated."

Rodel, who was expressionless until this moment, raised an eyebrow.

Giving a stern gaze at Jose, he urged him to continue.

Breathing in deeply, Jose told Rodel who their second confronter was. And Rodel, himself, was shocked to hear who it was.

"So, it's him huh." (Rodel)

"Yeah, it was him." (Jose)

Brando Lauron. A name only a few knows. His profile seems pretty simple, some say that he is a very approachable person, carefree based on what others say.

However, those that had truly seen his profile, knew that this person is not one of those 'I'm ordinary, so don't be cautious of me' types of people.

Had high degree in mechanical science, skilled in assassination missions, had vast experience of all types of warfare, personally appointed by the president as one of the military generals, was given the head commander position of one of the country's special forces, the Tri-star regiment, and was formally known in the whole world (earth) at the codename, Legion.

So for short, the man is terrifying. So terrifying to the point that any country had tried to poach him out of his motherland, but at the same time feared him.

"To think that 'that' person would actually appear here."

"No kidding."

"....."

After some moments of silence, both men sighed.

"Ahhhh, how I wish that boy was here." (Rodel)

"Boy? You mean Carl?" (Jose)

"Take a guess" (Rodel)

........

The auction ended after sometime. As what Jose said, the 20th item did looked bogus. Healing serum, can be used on many unfavorable occasions? There allies had this thing called magic. They were even told that healing magic was thought as the basics of their education as healing magic can also be considered as no attribute magic, 'based on what the King said'.

For the King and the others though, it was like they came to the auction fast, and also left the auction fast.

They had their fare share of surprises, ups and downs, as their experience within the country, even if it's not the capital itself, was already as part of one of their memorable memories.

For short, it felt good.

Just good.

And so forth, the day had passed, and the night had come.

......

Within a private room on one of the villas near the Naval Base. A woman was sitting there, aimlessly.

This woman was Rowena. The name, when given its meaning, is white-haired, from which the woman actually is.

The hair though, was semi-natural and the rest was dyed white.

Rowena looked at the starry night sky and the very bright shining moon was seen.

It was beautiful. The only difference is that, there's only one moon.

Nevertheless, the night was filled with peace and tranquil.

"Madam..."

Rowena looked behind her, there, a man in a black tuxedo, was standing.

"What is it Marcos?" Rowena asked, with a very low tone.

Marcos noticed this but, he couldn't care about it for the current situation.

"There's a letter that's been signed to you."

After Marcos said this, he then proceeded to get the letter from his left pocket and gave it to Rowena.

Rowena took the letter without showcasing any expressions of some sort.

After receiving the letter, she proceeded to sit at one the rooms couches and opened it.

However, before she could read it, she froze.

"That.... Isn't that the Supreme courts logo?"

......

*Knock knock*

The door opened and what appeared was Rodel.

"Welcome." Said Rodel, smiling.

Rodel then gestured for them to enter.

Rowena and Marcos entered the room. The room looked simple, two beds, a moderate sized balcony with a tea table, one couch and a study area.

Rodel gestured Rowena and Marcos to sit at the couch.

After taking their seats, their talk began.

"Sorry about the simple reception, hope you don't mind." (Rodel)

Rowena closed her eyes and replied.

"It's fine, there's no need to think about that. However, concerning the letter that I received......" (Rowena)

"That.... We can cross such situations throughout the night. The night is long anyway." (Rodel)

After saying that, Rodel took the already prepared tea from the balcony to the table in the study area.

After pouring some tea in the teacups, he gave the teacups to Marcos and Rowena.

The two didn't object and received the tea with open hands.

Rodel then said,

"I know you have many questions Ms. Rowena. And I am not sure if your questions can be answered by us wholeheartedly. If you're still troubled by what's to become as of this night. You may ask your father."

"My father? My father knows of this?" ( Rowena)

Perplexed by the sudden news that her father was involved in the gimmicks of the government, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"If my father knew of it..... How came he never told me?" She thought.

While they were having their chat, Jose entered the room, holding a briefcase.

As Rodel saw this, he said.

"Alright, now that my partner's here. Let's begin our long discussion.