The next day, Blake took Herag around White Fang Castle, mainly to meet people from various Wizard Families and let Herag make an appearance in front of them.

Herag discovered that the relationships among these Wizard Families seemed pretty good, and each engaged in different businesses.

Individually, a Wizard Family certainly wouldn't be stronger than a Wizard Organization, but if so many Wizard Families united, it would be a formidable force.

The auction officially started the evening of the second day, held in a place resembling a palace.

"Please show your invitations." Two provocatively dressed women at the entrance were checking everyone's invitations.

The auction wasn't open to everyone; only those invited had the right to participate.

The Cheqi Family, being one of the shareholders behind the auction, naturally had no trouble qualifying.

Upon entering, a red carpet was laid on the ground, leading along a long corridor into the depths of the palace.

A guard led the two to the door of the palace, gently knocked on the door, and it automatically opened.

In front was a huge hall filled with people in formal attire, holding goblets of red wine, gathered in small groups chatting with each other.

Many tables were arranged in the hall, each with a wooden sign indicating whose spot it was.

Herag glanced around but didn't see the spot for the Cheqi Family.

Blake greeted others along the way and turned back to say, "Stop looking, we're not sitting there, we're going to the second floor."

He pointed towards the second floor with a smile.

Herag followed the direction of his finger and saw numerous private boxes on the second floor, each with large floor-to-ceiling windows that obscured the view from below.

Blake led Herag up the stairs to the second floor and, reaching room number six, Blake pushed the door open and entered.

Upon entering, Herag found the private box spacious, with a row of sofas in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, providing a clear view of the situation below.

"Sit anywhere you like. Later, they'll bring some food and drinks; just tell them if you want anything specific." Blake first sat down on a sofa, lying back comfortably.

Herag followed suit, finding a sofa to lie down on.

The sofa was very soft, as if one might sink into it entirely.

Shortly afterwards, there was a knock at the door from behind.

"Enter," Blake said with half-closed eyes.

Two attendants entered, carrying two bottles of red wine and two trays of food, as well as a tray of ice cubes.

The attendants took out two wine glasses, added a few ice cubes to each, then forcefully pulled out the cork of a wine bottle, pouring the crimson liquid into the ice-filled goblets.

They placed the goblets on the small table next to Herag and Blake, then brought over and set down the two trays of food.

"Do you have any other requests?" the attendant asked softly.

"Not for the moment, you may leave." Blake said.

The two attendants bowed slightly, then slowly retreated, carefully closing the door.

The food consisted of roasted beef, a roast chicken, and some fruit and salad.

Herag cut some meat with a knife, wrapped it with lettuce, and started eating.

The taste was very good, the skin of the meat was crispy and fragrant, and the flesh was juicy and tender.

After a short while of eating, people in the hall gradually took their seats, and a middle-aged man in a black suit walked onto the podium in the hall.

A black stone floated in front of him, capable of amplifying his voice to every corner of the hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the White Fang Castle auction..."

After a brief opening speech from the host, with a snap of his fingers, a provocatively dressed woman came up holding a dagger in both hands, each hand adorned with black lace gloves.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the first auction item tonight, an appetizer."

He let the woman step forward and showcase the dagger in her hands to everyone.

The dagger was about thirty centimeters long, its blade glowed blue, and the handle was carved rather archaically.

"This dagger is named Blue Wing, an authentic Level 1 Witchcraft Artifact!" the host introduced.

Witchcraft Artifacts are a higher tier of existence than Demonized Items, requiring an enchantment and fixation of at least a Level 1 Spell to be considered a Witchcraft Artifact.

Those with Level 0 Spell enchantments can only be called Demonized Items.

Level 1 Spells are much more complex than Level 0 Spells, and the difficulty of enchanting and fixing them onto items increases exponentially, making them very rare.

At least in the Barren Land, those who can create Witchcraft Artifacts are very few, and most of the existing Witchcraft Artifacts have been passed down from the Land of Dawn.

A Level 1 Witchcraft Artifact means it has a Level 1 Spell enchanted and fixed on it, requiring at least a Third Class Wizard Apprentice to use.

Unlike Demonized Items, which only require a bit of magic power to operate and impose no Wizard Level requirements on the user.

However, Witchcraft Artifacts are different, as even to activate them requires magic power of high quality.

At least the magic power of a Third Class Wizard Apprentice is needed to meet the standard to activate a Witchcraft Artifact.

There wasn't much reaction from those in the hall, just focused attention on the dagger, waiting for the host to continue with the introduction.

The prices of different Level 1 Witchcraft Artifacts vary greatly, mainly depending on what spell has been enchanted and fixed.

Seeing everyone's attention was on it, the host continued, "The spell enchanted and fixed on this Level 1 Witchcraft Artifact is Space Travel!"

Wow!

A wave of exclamations swept through the crowd, making the hall suddenly lively.

Herag raised an eyebrow, he hadn't expected it to be Space Travel.

Space Travel can be considered a higher-level spell than Flash; the difference being, Space Travel can record two coordinate points.

After casting Space Travel, the caster can choose one of the two coordinates to teleport to.

This spell is very advanced and rare, even among Level 1 Spells, and nearly non-existent in the Barren Land.

Herag had never heard any news regarding this spell; it only existed in written records in books.

Unexpectedly, a Witchcraft Artifact enchanted with Space Travel appeared before him, and Herag sighed, continuing to sip his wine.

The price of such an item would undoubtedly be very high, and it had nothing to do with him.

Having this dagger meant having an extra lifesaving measure, enabling a swift escape to a pre-set safe location in critical moments.

For a wizard, this significantly enhanced safety.

The host cleared his throat, "Ladies and gentlemen, please settle down. I believe everyone knows the value of Space Travel. This Blue Wing is a unique existence in our Barren Land..."

He continued explaining the value of Blue Wing, aiming to increase the final bidding price of the dagger.

"Now, the auction begins, with an opening bid of three thousand Magic Stones, and each increment must not be less than five hundred Magic Stones."

"Three thousand five hundred Magic Stones!" someone immediately shouted a price.

"You think you can get it with just an increment of five hundred?" a friend beside him immediately rolled his eyes.

The person grinned, "Just trying to participate, if I don't bid now, I won't be able to later."

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