Transmigrated as an Extra: Awakening of The Ex‐Class'-Chapter 44 : Auction part 4

finally, the auction had come to an end. The pildora had sold for incredible amount of fifty thousand gold coins. He was surprised, he did not expect his price to inflate vertiginously, who fed by the desire and greed of the aristocrats present, they knew that, being the first pill of his class, his value would only increase over time. However, after taxes, commissions and other expenses, I only stayed with just over forty thousand coins. Despite this, I was euphoric. He had achieved a good business and all this was about to become a much larger background.

While I was lost in fleeting ideas, I moved to the third floor of this building, which served as a kind of gallery but rather it was a place of encounters and connections where the most influential in the continent were, I felt a slight breeze from the windows Open. The bustle in the place made me believe that I was in the market. Aristocrats, merchants and influential characters of the continent chatted among them while the waiters crossed from one place to another, loading champagne glasses and extravagant drinks. Despite the noise, the relaxed atmosphere when flowing from the orchestra gave it a touch of sophistication.

It was then, when I felt a small hand touching me delicate from the side. I turned, and there I was Amelia, looking at me with a mixture of bewilderment and surprise.

"Cyan?" What are you doing here? He asked with a slight nuance of Alegria cassocks feeling the pleasure of seeing a known face.

I watched her for a moment. He had completely forgotten that she also belonged to this social circle. I smiled shyly, remembering our last meeting.

"" I have an acquaintance " - I replied without thinking much.

Amelia narrowed her eyes, looking not to be very convinced of what Lehabia said. Covering his shoulders lightly, he had not said any lie. If I have an acquaintance, that it is the organizer is not my problem.

-Oh really? He said, lightly raising an eyebrow. "Well, it doesn’t matter, I’m glad to find someone known." I was getting fed up with these people ...

I noticed the discomfort to filter his voice but I prefer not to decil. He was surely tired of dealing with the children of the nobles who did not stop cutting her, seeking to earn her favor. That idea stamped for a while in my head while I watched around me, to those spoiled kids who approached women by boasting their status.

"I imagine ..." His bearing was arrogant, accompanied with a disdainful expression.

"America, who is this?" Asked the blond boy, throwing a cold and sharp look in my direction.

I felt a slight discomfort when he heard his tone.

Amelia, however, did not seem affected by her presence. On the contrary, his face reflected a clear disdain. His look fixed to the blond boy left no doubt: he was upset, but he didn’t plan to give up.

"It is not something to import," Amelia replied with a sharp tone, full of firmness, as if suddenly all his patience had reached its limit.

The blond, at first surprised by the direct response, frowned, but did not let himself be intimidated.

"Yes, I care, because you are my fiancee," said with an air of sufficiency, as if it were an order. His gaze remained in Amelia, in her you could glimpse a clear obsession.

Amelia, however, did not take anything very well. With an ironic smile on his lips, he raised his middle finger so casual that it seemed almost natural, as if he was already used to dealing with that kind of idiots. The gesture, unexpected and bold, surprised me for a moment.

PFF ... "I tried to contain the laugh that escaped me. I never imagined that the apparently refined Amelia was able to make such a vulgar sign, but at that time, it seemed completely appropriate.

The blond boy, evidently annoyed by Amelia’s behavior, raised his voice and looked at me challengingly, looking for a new victim to load his frustrations. He changed his tone, which had previously been condescending, for a much more intolerant, as if the fact of being born in the aristocracy made him believe that he could intimidate me.

"And what do you risk?" He snapped, irritation ere clearly avoids in his voice. It was clear that, not being able to win the battle against Amelia, now I tried to fuck me in his place. freёnovelkiss.com

I looked at it calmly, without hurry to answer. In part, because I didn’t want to get involved with this type of people. Simplemete were not worth it. It was as if he were dealing with a child who did not understand that his world of privileges was not everything in life.

"I’m not laughing at you," I replied calmly, without losing my composure. I leaned slightly against the wall, as if the conversation had already ended for me.

The boy, seeing that he did not obtain the reaction he expected, made a grimace of disdain, and although his pride made him difficult to drive, he had already lost interest in trying to humiliate me. Amelia, meanwhile, did not stop showing her indifference. It was obvious that, for her, this boy was just another of those who passed and bothered her.

Finally, the boy turned around, but not before throwing a last look in my address. I was trying to warn me. But something in his attitude had changed: his position was no longer so upright, his trust was no longer visible in his walk. Amelia, without flinching, looked at me, as if it were nothing more than a simple interruption to our conversation.

"Like that, Cyan." Some ignorant nobles think they can get everything just by saying it, but they don’t realize how pathetic they are, "said Amelia with a sarcasic laugh, almost mocking, as if what had just happened was only a minor discomfort.

-It’s ok don’t worry. - I answered with a slight smile, without giving the incident importance.