166: The auction house [pt1] R-18

Amane stood in front of the auction house and eyes the place. It was difficult to tell if she had come to the right place since there was not much fanfare.

It was not until Amane tried to walk into the establishment that she was stopped by the guard.

"Show me your invite. Only guests are allowed entry."

The guard sounded serious and he refused to bulge when Amane looked at him. The guard's eyes were hazed, likely as if he was drugged and he only knew how to follow one order.

The man's energy felt chaotic and dead which meant someone had been using zombies to run this place.

'A rather wise decision since Zombies cannot go out and babble one's secret even if they wanted to. I guess this auction house is authentic after all.'

Amane quietly took out the invite she had managed to earn (steal) from someone and she was finally allowed entry. But not before a power suppressor was put on her arms and she was checked thoroughly.