Dragon's Awakening: The Duke's Son Is Changing The Plot-Chapter 170 - 169 - Divine Trade Auction and Divine Danger.

Chapter 170: Chapter 169 - Divine Trade Auction and Divine Danger.

The next day.

It wasn’t very early in the morning, but it wasn’t late.

The early morning sun filtered through the window of his room as he lay on his bed, basking in it.

After a long, peaceful sleep last night, Raven could feel his body as good as new.

"Peaceful?" Omni scoffed in his head. "Bro, you forget ’bout Siris sneakin’ into your bed like she was tryna play house?"

’...Well, if we ignore that one thing, then it was a peaceful night,’ Raven replied before stretching on the bed.

His body was still stiff after the sparring he had done a while ago.

Jake, Alex, and Rufus had asked for short sparring because they wanted to compare whose techniques without any mana involved were the best.

It had started with a sparring match with Jake, which had somehow become a wrestling match with Alex, which had then turned into a chess competition with Rufus.

While all of this was going on, it had somehow involved squirrels placing bets and Siris throwing knives from the sidelines "for motivation."

Now, with all that done, he was ready to get some rest again.

But before he could even close his eyes.

Ding!

His eyelid twitched. Slowly, painfully, he opened his status screen.

[New Message: Grandpa_Hot_Pot]

Raven stared at it.

"...Maybe I should sleep some more before talking to the guy?" Raven muttered to himself.

But then, realizing that the old man must’ve already seen him online, he opened the chat with a defeated sigh.

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Grandpa_Hot_Pot:

"Boy! Where did you go yesterday?"

"None of my messages were replied to yesterday, so you better have a good reason."

"I kept sending one message after another, but none of them were replied to."

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As Raven looked at the message history, he couldn’t see anything other than deleted messages, and there were a lot of them.

"Man, is this Grandpa a tsundere or what?" Omni’s voice echoed from the tattoo on his hand. "Out here deleting messages like he caught you texting your ex—like, bro, chill, you ain’t even read it yet!"

"You tell me," Raven exhaled, not much affected by anything that Grandpa does. "But I feel that I shouldn’t ask him why he does that. For my own good."

Then he started typing his reply to Grandpa.

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Raven:

"My disciple, sir."

"It was because of him."

"He had gotten himself into some serious trouble with some demons of another world."

"I had to go and solve things for him."

"Hah... Taking care of a disciple is too exhausting."

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Raven lied again.

He hadn’t noticed it, but now, he didn’t even flinch while lying to the Grandpa.

There was a time when he used to wonder whether his lies would be caught and he would be smitten by the Grandpa.

He sure was making progress, even if it was in the art of lying.

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Grandpa_Hot_Pot:

"Oh, this disciple of yours."

"He always causes trouble. Why don’t you just leave him and take another one?"

"In my time, gods didn’t even care if a few of their disciples died since they could train another."

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Staring at the messages, Raven paused.

’Kill my disciple?’ He raised a brow. ’I don’t have one in the first place.’

"Yeah, yeah," Omni muttered, reading his thoughts. "Go on then—say you’re gonna kill your own damn disciple. Real mentor-of-the-year energy right there."

"No," Raven shook his head, still lying on the bed. "I don’t want to lie about my thoughts."

"Bruh..." Omni deadpanned, as this was the same guy who had lied about having a disciple.

Now, he was saying that he didn’t want to lie.

But seeing Raven smirking, he realized that he was speaking nonsense. He didn’t give a shit about anything as long as he could end this chat, so he agreed to Grandpa’s suggestion.

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Raven:

"I will try to do as you have advised, sir."

"It will take time, but I will."

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Grandpa replied without a second’s delay.

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Grandpa_Hot_Pot:

"Don’t take in any female disciple, as there had already been a few cases of teachers falling in love with their female disciples."

"I once had a female disciple, and I killed her myself because she betrayed me."

"Since then, I’ve been killing anyone who takes in female disciples, as I believe they would be eventually betrayed anyway."

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"Man, this chat is turning weird," Raven sighed, sending a reply.

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Raven:

"I feel like you’re threatening me while also reminiscing about your time, sir."

"Please tell me it’s not true."

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Then, he closed the chat and opened the notification tab.

There were two things in there he still hadn’t checked.

They were the other two functions he had unlocked.

[New Function Available: Divine Trade Auctions.]

[New Function Available: Talk To Me.]

"Yo, that second one lookin’ real shady, man," Omni chimed in before Raven could pick. "I’m just sayin’, maybe don’t open till you’ve had a little divine PTSD cooldown, you know?"

Raven shook his head, but he took Omni’s advice, focusing on the first function.

It was pretty simple. He didn’t even need to check its description to tell that.

Honestly, Raven was excited to see what things it could help him achieve—so much so that he decided to open it right now and check it.

[Welcome to the Divine Trade Auctions.]

Another notification appeared before him.

[Please input the item you would like to put in the auction and the minimum prices you would like to set.]

[As this is your first time in the Auction, you won’t be charged, but next time onwards, the auction house will take a cut of five percent from the selling price.] fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

[If the item isn’t sold, then the auction house would require you to pay two percent of the minimum set price (excluding the first chance).]

"This isn’t bad..." Raven muttered.

Instead of going around looking for people to sell items to, Raven could sell them here and get the same, or in some cases, better results.

Yes, there was a chance that the item wouldn’t be sold and he would incur losses, but he would never keep the prices high.

After all, no matter what price he sells the item at, he would get fifty percent of its true worth in return.

A sound from the outside pulled his attention away from the channel as he heard Clara yelling at Rufus for using a squirrel as a boomerang.

He paused for a second before he muttered, "Why is my life like this?"

Before he could return to the auction channel, he decided to reply to Grandpa, whose messages had been there for a few seconds.

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Grandpa_Hot_Pot:

"I wasn’t threatening you! I’m just nostalgic!"

"Also, I wanted to know if you were taking good care of the items I gave you."

"All of them were things that meant something to me."

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The moment that message came, Raven paused, his expression shifting from relaxed and tired to horrified.

’Wait, is this a test?’

That was the first question that came to his mind.

Did Grandpa find out that he had sold one of his items, and now he was asking that question to see if he would be honest, or was Grandpa genuinely asking that?

Raven couldn’t tell, and for a second, he didn’t know what to do.

"I vote truth, bro," Omni snickered, sensing disaster ahead. "Didn’t you say you weren’t into lying? C’mon, walk the talk, Mr. Honesty."

Raven rubbed his forehead, staring out of the window, only to see a squirrel parachuting down past his window holding a tiny war banner that read: ACORNIA FOREVER.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Sure," he muttered. "Why not? Let’s go with the truth."

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Raven:

"Um... actually. I have something to confess."

"I was in a bind, and I lacked the divinity, so I had to sell one of your artifacts."

"I apologize."

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After that, he waited.

He waited more.

Finally, Grandpa replied.

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Grandpa_Hot_Pot:

"Good thing you decided to go with the truth, as I already have that item in my hands."

"There was a god who was keeping it to herself, and sensing its presence, I took it from her."

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The moment Raven saw that message, he paused, his eyes widened.

’Windy!’

That was in Windy’s hand, and he was the one who had sold it to her.

If something happened to her because of it, then Raven would be the one to blame.

’If Windy was hurt... because of me...’

Without thinking anything, he fired off a rapid series of panicked messages.

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Raven:

"Sir, the god who had that item... what did you do to her?"

"You didn’t kill her, right?"

"She was the one who helped me in the moment of crisis."

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There was another pause from Grandpa’s side before a message arrived.

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Grandpa_Hot_Pot:

"...You seem to care a lot about this female god."

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That was all Grandpa said, and Raven, despite not being before the god or even seeing him, felt a strange chill run down his spine.

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