Who told you I am an NPC

Chapter : 7

Yan Yunqing leaned against the corner wall, listening to the Guard Captain's voice from afar, and let out a long breath.

The main quest on the quest panel was updated in a timely manner.

From the malicious description of the cat and mouse game, Yan Yunqing could imagine how dire his current situation was.

He hadn't expected that in the auction house's warehouses, not only had warehouse No. 6, where they were, lost its 'cargo', but three other warehouses had also been robbed.

It sounded like the work of those so-called bounty hunters.

It was no wonder the auction house also attributed the 'theft' in warehouse No. 6 to the bounty hunters.

After all, compared to the absurd-sounding fact that the 'cargo' had sawed through the cage on its own and conveniently stolen an elf, those habitual-thief bounty hunters were more likely to be the culprits.

Mr./Ms. Nameless Bounty Hunter, I'm sorry, but the blame has to be placed on you this time.

I believe a magnanimous person like you wouldn't mind, right?

Yan Yunqing muttered a couple of sentences silently and quickly left this place of trouble.

Lilian, who had at some point scurried from the wide sleeve to the back of Yan Yunqing's neck, hiding under his hair and hood, whispered, "I didn't expect you to be so skilled, to even fool the Guard Captain here.

But are you really just an ordinary beastman cub?"

It was the first time Lilian had seen such a special cub.

The cubs described in books were all very naive, prone to emotional breakdowns, and would fall at the slightest setback.

Even the cubs of the Elf race were like this.

Yan Yunqing listened without replying.

As he walked out of the remote corner, he encountered more and more people.

He couldn't talk to Lilian anymore, lest he reveal a flaw.

His persona was still that of a cold and arrogant noble young master.

The point about being low-key had already been crossed off his performance notes after Yan Yunqing saw the other guests.

He had clearly taken off many accessories and had chosen the most inconspicuous of the cosmetic outfits, yet Yan Yunqing still stood out like a crane among chickens.

There was no helping it.

No matter how inconspicuous, it was still clothes for the Demon King, and it was a cash-grab item in 'Demon King'.

How could it attract players to spend money if it wasn't made to be low-key, luxurious, and with substance?

This outfit of Yan Yunqing's directly crushed the other ordinary nobles attending the auction.

Coupled with Yan Yunqing's exquisite features, it truly achieved the effect of being luxurious with substance.

There was definitely no low-key, at most a neutral term like "unostentatious" could be added.

The place he was in now looked like a banquet hall.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling reflected colorful lights.

Numerous people in gorgeous formal attire mingled, each wearing a proper smile, like maintaining exaggerated masks, dazzling the eyes.

The melodious music in the banquet hall rose and fell.

The musicians, dressed in black and white tailcoats, stood on a stage to the side, holding unknown instruments, playing with their eyes closed in intoxication.

There were also waiters carrying trays, weaving through the numerous ladies and gentlemen, bowing to serve these arrogant nobles.

Delicious wine, sweet pastries, gorgeous skirts, and exquisite cufflinks formed a scene of luxury and splendor, completely at odds with the dark and damp style of the warehouse.

It was hard to even imagine that these two scenes existed in the same space.

The ears under Yan Yunqing's hood twitched as he keenly caught someone talking about him.

"That—noble young master, which family is he from?

Why does he look a little unfamiliar?"

"I don't know either, but looking at this outfit... I guess he's from one of the titled families, pampered at home.

Good heavens, he must be especially favored."

"I heard that a prince from the Barto royal family will also attend this auction.

Maybe this one is also—a certain His Highness the Prince?"

"You have a point. Looking at his temperament, you can tell he's definitely not an ordinary person.

He really could be a prince.

At this age... could he be the Tenth Prince who is currently studying at Sigret Academy?"

"Doesn't your family have an unmarried young lady?

Why don't you let her try?

If she can befriend such a noble young master, and even... it would definitely be the pride of the family."

"You're one to talk. Don't tell me the two young ladies of your family aren't willing to go?

I see that the young lady of the Bernard family over there can't wait any longer..."

All sorts of gossip entered Yan Yunqing's ears. He heard their intentions towards him completely.

With a sharp eye, he noticed that quite a few noble young ladies in gorgeous dresses were indeed walking in his direction.

The hair on Yan Yunqing's tail was about to stand on end.

He turned on his heel and walked towards a waiter with a white handkerchief tucked into his chest.

"Esteemed young master."

The waiter's gaze swept over the patterns on Yan Yunqing's hem, his attitude becoming even more respectful.

He lowered his head, not meeting Yan Yunqing's eyes, and asked respectfully, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Yan Yunqing lifted his chin slightly. "It's too noisy here. Take me to a quieter place."

The waiter didn't hesitate in the slightest. He bowed and made a "please" gesture, not even asking Yan Yunqing for an invitation.

He directly led him to a magic compartment, a kind of elevator similar to those in modern society, and went up to the third floor of the auction house.

As soon as the elevator door opened, the view suddenly became wide.

It was empty here. Compared to the bustling first floor, the third floor was much quieter. As far as the eye could see were partitioned rooms.

This should be the VIP private rooms of this auction house.

Seeing that some doors had patterned plaques hanging on them, while others were empty, Yan Yunqing could roughly guess the purpose of these plaques.

The waiter led Yan Yunqing to a private room without a plaque, pushed the door open first, and respectfully invited Yan Yunqing in.

"Esteemed guest, this is the supreme private room of our Augreer Auction House.

You can use this—"

The waiter didn't ask Yan Yunqing if he knew how to use the things in the private room, but instead, very perceptively, began to introduce them directly.

He held his palm flat towards a small table in front of the sofa, on which were a few buttons that looked like alchemical items.

"From left to right are bids of 100 gold, 1000 gold, and 10000 gold.

You can bid on any item you like.

There is also a button to the right of your seat.

After you press it, a dedicated waiter will come.

You can tell them any needs you may have."

"You can enjoy your time at Augreer to the fullest."

Yan Yunqing's gaze swept over these buttons one by one, then fell on the wine and fruit platter on the side, which seemed to be complimentary.

Putting aside the contents of the fruit platter for a moment, that thing felt a bit familiar to Yan Yunqing, as if he had often seen it in the background of the Demon King's palace when he played 'Demon King' before.

Just the wine—from the packaging and the faint aroma of wine wafting out, Yan Yunqing knew it was definitely not cheap, not comparable to the cheap beer given for free at KTVs in his original world.

As expected of a private room for nobles.

Watching the waiter leave, Yan Yunqing sighed silently in his heart.

Seeing that the person had finally left, Lilian, who had been holding it in for a long time in Yan Yunqing's hood, finally flew out.

She flew around the private room, looking up, down, left, and right, before saying, "No eavesdropping magic. It's safe to talk."

As she spoke, she even flew to a corner, lifted a corner of the thick carpet on the floor, and pointed to the magic circle underneath.

"There are also soundproofing and defensive magic circles carved here.

Wow, the embedded magic stones are all intermediate-grade.

As expected of the largest auction house in Bartovita! They're so rich!"

Yan Yunqing had little understanding of the current worldview, but he knew how expensive the grades of magic stones were.

He had played 'Demon King' for a long time, after all, and still had a grasp of the value of currency.

Intermediate magic stones were not very rare, at least in Yan Yunqing's inventory, the starting point was high-grade magic stones.

For him, who had already become the Demon King, intermediate magic stones were just garbage drops that he wouldn't even bother putting in his inventory after a dungeon run.

But for an ordinary person, the value of a single intermediate magic stone was basically equivalent to a family's annual income.

"So why did you suddenly run upstairs?"

Lilian was tired of flying and landed on Yan Yunqing's head, grabbing one of his ears that stood on his head.

"I thought you would want to run as far away as possible. I heard you when you confronted that Guard Captain just now, you know. Your heart was beating very fast!"

Shuddering at the warm touch on his ear, Yan Yunqing reached out and pinched Lilian off. "Don't just stand on other people's heads!"

"Didn't you hear what that Guard Captain said?

There are inspection points at the entrances and exits now.

We don't even know how they inspect.

What if they have some special inspection method and just capture us when we try to leave?"

As a prospective university student at the peak of his intellectual life, Yan Yunqing's mind worked very quickly.

In addition, he had previous experience in acting, so he quickly found a way to safely evade the first wave of inspections.

Disguise himself as a noble young master attending the auction.

The effect was just too good. He had accidentally gotten himself into the most luxurious room on the top floor, which gave Yan Yunqing a bit of a headache.

In this kind of VIP private room, the benefits were obvious.

No extra people would disturb him.

He could quietly think about what to do next, and even fill his stomach...

Watching Lilian who was already hugging the fruit platter and munching away, Yan Yunqing once again doubted whether this fellow was really an elf.

How did such a personality, which could be called a genetic mutation, arise from that group of cold and indifferent people?

...Forget it. If it weren't for Lilian's revelation, he wouldn't have known that the Elf King back then was also a hidden Demon King stalker.

Perhaps the Elf race was just like that?

It was just that Lilian was a bit more obvious.

Gathering his scattered thoughts, Yan Yunqing continued to think.

The disadvantages of a VIP private room were also obvious.

Places like auction houses were ultimately businesses.

They wouldn't let the rabbit go without seeing the eagle.

They had already provided him with the highest-grade private room.

If he didn't bid on a single auction item, his so-called noble identity might be suspected.

It would be fine if Yan Yunqing was really a young master from some super-noble family, but the problem was that his noble identity couldn't withstand scrutiny.

He didn't want to stay in the hall for long either, because he was worried that someone would come up to him for a chat and discover that he knew nothing, that he couldn't even report his family's surname.

Wouldn't he be exposed at once?

Don't underestimate these rich people.

Perhaps other things that required brainpower were difficult for them, but when it came to the ability to scheme for power, the noble lords were born with it.

They could completely judge whether you were of any use to them in the space of a couple of sentences.

Yan Yunqing didn't want to be caught again just because he said the wrong thing, not long after escaping from the iron cage.