The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1356

The Price of Privilege

The auctioneer froze mid–swing, the gavel suspended in the air as he looked up toward the voice.

The woman who had spoken was stunning, modern, poised, radiating the aura of someone born into privilege.

Every guest in the auction hall turned to look at her.

A hundred million Netheris coins for a dagger from a foreign land? It seemed excessive.

Even if the weapon hailed from the distant and mysterious Earthend.

Even if the auctioneer had claimed it once belonged to a handmaiden of the legendary Divine Drakebane.

Yes, such an item could be considered priceless.

But was it really worth that much?

Unless, of course, the buyer had more money than they knew what to do with.

Whoever could afford this dagger was either incredibly wealthy or incredibly powerful.

Most likely both. And definitely one of the elite few in Gyro.

A spotlight turned and settled on the woman.

The auctioneer hesitated, then visibly stiffened.

It was her, Mabel, the daughter of Hunderra’s Duke.

Seated beside her were two heirs from the country’s most influential families. Donald Maack, son of the Maacks, and Lucian of the Shelbys.

Another young woman sat next to them, unfamiliar to most. Still, anyone seen in Mabel’s company likely had a formidable background of their own.

Whispers rippled through the crowd.

“So it’s the Duke’s daughter. No wonder. That dagger is as good as hers.”

“The Duke of Hunderra’s wealth is unmatched. A hundred million coins are practically pocket change to them,” someone murmured in the crowd.

“No wonder she’s being so relentless. She has to have that dagger.”

Ryleigh, who had come with Mabel, knew exactly what was happening. Mabel was stubborn and intentionally caused trouble with Robin and Daphne.

She didn’t care about the dagger/It was about proving a point.

“Mabel,” Ryleigh whispered, trying to calm her down. “Is this really necessary? You don’t even like the dagger. Why go out of your way to get back at them?”

Mabel snapped, her tone sharp as ice, “I’m getting that dagger today, no matter what. Even if I have to buy

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it to throw away, I’m not letting them win.

She shot a cold glance toward the auctioneer. “Today, I’ll see if they have the guts to challenge me

Beside her, Donald and Lucian nodded enthusiastically. “Exactly. Who does this outsider think he is, actin like he can take what he wants? Mabel, if you want it, we’ll help. If you don’t have enough, tell me. 131 ask my dad for more!”

Although Mabel was the Duke’s daughter, pulling off a hundred million coins wasn’t easy, especially considering that neither Donald nor Lucian could summon that kind of cash alone.

of

situation was tense, the auctioneer stepped forward to

may I ask how much you’re willing to

laugh, her voice dripping with confidence. “Fifty million

auctioneer blinked, stunned by

Lovett, did you mean

expression turned icy. “Do I look like I’m joking? I said 50 million, and I’m taking that dagger. No one is walking away with

fell

going to outbid everyone; she

was a fair bid, and here she was, offering half and

her father’s title to force

quietly, casting glances at the tense

auction house isn’t some back alley operation,” one whispered. “Their backing comes from the Black Faith

muscle her way into claiming

auctioneer furrowed his brow slightly, his tone measured but unmistakably firm. “Ms.

think I’m joking? I’ll say it one more time,

rose from her seat and strode directly

Lucian

auctioneer gave a cool, unreadable

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auction is bound by rules, which say the highest legitimate bidder wins. Even if

and Lucian fell

all knew who stood behind

that, there was no way anyone would try pulling rank, even with a duke’s

bravado, promising to throw down a

real deal,

they didn’t have

drop a hundred million on a dagger

score.

below watched them standing awkwardly onstage, quietly

could strong–arm an auction house backed by the Black Faith Order

auctioneer’s voice cut

raise the bid, please step off the stage. This is a business that

murmurs

and Lucian stood stiffly under the lights,

on any longer, it’d

unfazed, cast a disdainful glance toward Robin and Daphne down below. “Sir, what if I throw this in on top of the bid? Would that dagger be mine for 50

into her pocket and

Gasps filled the room.

was the Black Faith Order’s sovereign seal, one of

just rare. It symbolized ultimate authority within the

of the

only three of

by the Duke of Hunderra, and the third, still waiting to be

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belonged to the Duke of Hunderra, truth be told. Even if she didn’t offer

of the guests clearly

could deny

even money has

both let out subtle sighs of

Mabel holding Blackfaith Seal, they

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