Chapter 142: Grand Auction (12)

The race of Miragustos only ever existed in legends and tablets. Only a select number of creatures only ever saw their real form. It is the innate talent of the said race to copy other races' appearance. They can basically go undetected. Their language is extremely valuable since it is the key to identifying their race. 

"I will trade all of those in addition to a poem from the relics of a Runic Tomb." Zael offered.

This garnered even more attention from the crowd. They were wondering what a Runic Tomb is. However, this was not the case for the auctioneers. They were all aware of what a Runic Tomb is. This is why they were even more flustered and amazed about the offer.

"Can I see the poem?" Fatale Nel asked.

"Sure." 

[Delight and happiness is not the only color of life

It comes with anger and sadness and is full of strife

As painful as it is to be under the pressure of everyone's sight