Aglaea suddenly took out a large cloth bag and slammed it onto the vendor's counter with a "bang": "Seven hundred liheng coins. I want this drill!"
Anaxa sneered and likewise took out a large cloth bag: "You think I'm afraid of you? Eight hundred liheng coins. I want this drill!"
"Then I'll go nine hundred!"
"A bookworm dares to compete with me in wealth? Oh~ Could it be money you earned from 'performing'?" Anaxa mocked.
Aglaea crossed her arms: "Right back at you. It's still better than you relying on your undying body to sell your own blood and flesh."
Faced with the bidding war between two "gold masters," the vendor asked tremblingly: "Two esteemed Chrysos Heirs, may I boldly ask — what do you two want this drill for? It's just an ordinary drill. At this price, I'm a bit afraid to accept."
Anaxa said indifferently: "The material of this drill is excellent. It would be a top choice for forging weapons······ Of course, the main reason is that this woman wants it, so I want to buy it."
Aglaea: "'Used for forging weapons'··· Hahaha, Anaxagoras, I really overestimated you. Isn't your brain a bit too smooth? Such a useful thing, and you want to use it to make a cold weapon for monkeys?"
"It can be forged together with other things into a fan!"
Anaxa: "First, don't call me Anaxagoras. Call me Anaxa. Second, use this drill to make a fan? Although Okhema's sun is eternal, it hasn't heated your brain to the point of stupidity, has it?"
"What use is a fan? Are you expecting this thing to fly you up to the sky? Oh— truly worthy of the great performer. You've really mastered this 'program effect'."
"If you ask me, you should go learn from Cipher how to do live streaming······ Oh, I almost forgot, you ran away from her, ah hahahaha!"
Aglaea ground her silver teeth and took out two pistols from her waist: "Anaxagoras, it just so happens that my latest invention has made progress recently. Since we are all comrades, why don't you let me experiment on your undying body?"
"I'm really quite curious whether your 'undying body' is truly 'undying'."
Anaxa likewise took out two golden swords from his waist: "You think I'm afraid of you? But don't you dare lie on the ground and extort me the moment the fight starts. I can't afford your great gift."
"······"
The smell of gunpowder between the two grew thicker. It gradually went from ordinary bidding to personal attacks and then to real weapons. The two stared dead at each other, as if they would start fighting in the next second.
This scene naturally attracted the attention of many onlookers. At some point, a large crowd had gathered beside Stelle and the others, excitedly watching the two as if they didn't mind the matter getting bigger at all.
Passerby No.1: "Nikador just left, and now someone's causing trouble and arguing here? Could it be the influence brought by the Mad King?"
Passerby No.2: "The ones arguing are Lord Anaxa and Lady Aglaea."
Passerby No.1: "Oh, then it's fine. How many times has this happened this month?"
Passerby No.2: "Um······ sixty-seven times? Probably. I do business around here and see it every day."
Passerby No.3: "Sigh brother, your vision is too small. To be precise, this is only the sixty-seventh conflict in the market. You haven't even counted the ones in Cloudstone Heavenly Palace."
Passerby No.2: "Ah? I didn't know about that. They can argue even in the bathhouse?"
Passerby No.3: "Of course they can. You just don't know. I have a friend who cleans the exclusive Chrysos Heirs bath pool. He told me that Lord Anaxa and Lady Aglaea have a huge fight there every night. Only Lady Tribios and the others can calm them down."
Passerby No.1: "Is it that exaggerated? Every day? Do they have that much to talk about?"
Passerby No.3: "My friend said they argue every day about 'whether Lady Castorice is stronger or Lord Phainon is stronger.' It's earth-shaking!"
Passerby No.2: "Ah? They can argue about something like that for so long? It's definitely Lady Castorice who's stronger! Lady Castorice has peerless beauty, Lady Castorice can make fish sink and geese fall, Lady Castorice is unrivaled in the world!"
Passerby No.1/3: "Nonsense! Clearly Lord Phainon is stronger! Can't you see?!"
Passerby No.2: "Ha? Lady Castorice's death mechanism is one of a kind. Although Lord Phainon is very strong, he's just strong enough to send bricks flying. If he encounters an opponent with higher stats, he would still be inferior to Lady Castorice."
"······"
Just as everyone was discussing fervently, a loud shout suddenly broke the situation: "Wait! Stop first!"
In the next second, a figure came whistling from afar and landed between Aglaea and Anaxa. It was Phainon.
"Two teachers, please wait a moment." Phainon caught his breath and said: "Nikador has only just been driven out of the holy city. Causing a commotion now would have a very bad effect on the citizens in the city. You two should know that, right?"
Anaxa: "You're right. Make this crazy woman put down her gun first."
Aglaea did not yield at all: "Why don't you throw away your fruit knife first?"
Phainon: "······"
"Sigh, you two. You're both veterans, yet you're still bickering like little children."
Mydei walked out from the crowd and helplessly shook his head: "You're comrades who see each other every day. Is it necessary to argue every single day? They say 'familiarity breeds affection.' Don't you two have even a bit of affection?"
Aglaea: "Would you develop any affection with a giant beast that howls madly all day?"
Hearing this, Anaxa flew into a rage: "What did you say?! What's wrong with giant beasts? Aren't giant beasts humanity's good friends? Huh? Are giant beasts humanity's good friends or not?"
"Heh, you like giant beasts so much? Let me tell you a secret. I bought up all the giant beast peripherals the milk tea shop released last time, just so you couldn't buy a single one! Ah hahahaha—!"
"What?! Sweep Across All Realms!!" Anaxa was completely furious and charged forward with his two golden swords raised.
Aglaea was not to be outdone: "You think I'm afraid of you? Frenzied Barrage!"
With that, she fired both guns and spun in place.
"Sigh."
Mydei shrugged. Just as the two were about to clash, he elegantly moved his fingers. In an instant, countless golden threads wrapped around both their bodies, visibly binding their movements······
At the same time, Phainon pressed both hands on their shoulders, controlling the distance between them.
Mydei moved with light steps, like a top-tier weaver — and he truly was. The corner of his lips lifted slightly with the confidence of a [Romance] demigod.
Although these two were quite strong, one had not yet obtained the [Strife] spark while the other was only a [Reason] demigod. Simply binding the two was still effortless for him.
"If you two still want your future meals, stop this [Strife] right now and resolve the issue privately somewhere else."
Mydei smiled gently. His gaze suddenly shifted toward Stelle and the others.
"Guests have come from afar. We can't keep making them watch the show, right?"