Offer from a Sword King

"900 million..." Gate Master Camilla said, now locked in a bidding war against four people, each refusing to back down from the fight. 

The allure of owning the dragon scale armour was something they wouldn't let slip away easily. Kent sat quietly in his chair, staring at the Gate Master, who was playing it safe. 

In her eyes, she wouldn't repeat what Kent had done on the first day when he placed a bid and, just to provoke some people, chose to increase it unnecessarily. 

She was prepared to battle them until the last second. 

Right now, the four bidders, unsure if they could push the bid into the billions, began to realize this round might not be theirs—yet they couldn't bring themselves to back down. 

"1 billion," a figure in VIP Room 39 announced, causing everyone to inhale sharply. The price had entered the billions, and they all knew this was where most bids typically ended.