Transmigrate inside a Web Novel as a Side Character.

"... Keep raising it!".

"Okay".

{Room number four raised the bid to eleven million gold, and Oh number nineteen seems determined to raise the bid to twelve million. Between these two VIPs, which one who will come out victorious}

Miss Lawrence's voice from the monitor faded as the demons kept raising the bid, still battling with the number nineteen room. The digits had already touched thirty million, which made the demon side knit their brows in annoyance.

Gura, in particular, wants to blast the VIP room number nineteen and consume everyone inside it right this instant.

"Raise it till fifty, and if they keep insisting. We will give up for now".

"But lord, my father said…".

"That is why I said it was for now. We will deal with them later".

Gura threw his head as he stared daggers at the lit room. "I don't know who they are, but I hope you guys are ready when we leave the place". He cursed inside his heart.

"I see".

Having Gura by her side all this time was wearing her mind, plus yesterday's incident. Her identity was revealed to the world, filling her mind with a swirling thought about the boy that pounced on her.

Devi knitted her brows as she recalled the boy figure who kept beating her and swore that no matter what happened, she would kill him.

{Number four raised the bid to fifty million gold once. There is no voice that came from number nineteen, twice… it seems the item belongs to… Finally, number nineteen made a move, and they raised the bid to fifty-five million once. How about it, is there anybody else?}

"Leave it, girl".

"Yes".

Gura, who saw Devi almost raise another bid, stopped her. She knitted her face as she swallowed something bitter. Then Devi and Gura simultaneously shot their glare at the VIP room that still glowed.

{...Sold. The vermillion sculpture has been sold. Congratulation, number nineteen}

"Finally giving up, eh?".

After bidding for a couple of minutes, Soma, who managed to obtain the item, breathed a sigh of relief. Also, the other two who witnessed the bidding process, Hiroshi and Malik, stare at the process with sweat that plastered across their face. But after the winner of the bid concluded, they managed to catch a breath.

They spent fifty-five million to get one item, and there are still two more items to go.

However, Soma, who knew about the story, felt a bit light as long as the demon didn't dare to make trouble in this event. He recalled that the demon gold capacity was probably far below what the current him has.

With the treasure from the trial gate and the help from Eiji, Soma managed to have assets of more than six billion gold in his possession, and he had no plan to hold back at all to obtain the three items.

"Well done, kid".

"Good job, Soma".

"Thanks. This is just the beginning".

{Okay, let's proceed to the next item. We have a beautiful jar that has been found on the same ruins as we found the vermilion bird sculpture. The prize for this item is two million..}.

The venue started to heat up for the second item that was brought out. It was an old jar that had an emerald color with intricate decoration. The surface of the jar was so smooth that it reflected the light from the venue, captivating many collectors who saw it.

"It was actually a jar made from an ancient Jade".

"Hm?!".

Soma and Hiroshi, who heard Malik, uttered words. They turned their attention and saw him with a monocle in his right eye observing the items.

"Sir Malik, you brought your appraisal item?".

"Yeah, I just got curious about what item the auction had, and it seems all of them were good".

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?".

"I forgot".

Malik brushed off Soma's persistent question as he observed the jar. He observed every nook, and he breathed a sigh of relief because he was satisfied with the result as a person who delved into the craftsmanship world. He couldn't miss the chance to observe the legacy of ancient craftsmanship, making him determined to strive for better.

"So, what is it?".

"...It was an item that helps in concocting a potion".

"I see".

Soma nodded his head as he listened to Malik's short reply. He turned his attention to the bidding process that was still progressing. Then, after the relentless battle that lasted almost five minutes.

{...Congratulations to number eighty-three}

The jar had been bid for eleven million gold. Soma kept his gaze straight on the stage. At the same time, he was enjoying his snacks, which still hadn't depleted. He starts to observe the other items being auctioned one by one, and sometimes, he will ask about the item details from Malik.

Miss Lawrence on the monitor keeps the bidding continued. Each and every item on the display has a fantastic heritage and ability. Over time, the item was depleted, and now there are only two remaining items, which came from one entity. Soma couldn't explain it, but his gaze kept drawn toward the item.

{This is the last item we had, and as you can see, it is one item, but after a slight mistake, we accidentally broke it into two pieces…}.

The item Miss Lawrence displayed was some sort of plate that was created from a jade that was broken into two pieces. The people here didn't know what kind of ability or fortune the stone had, not even Soma.

It was an alien item that Sosma couldn't remember. The item didn't appear in the story at all, as far as he recalled it. Soma knitted his brows as he tried so hard to replicate his memories regarding the two broken pieces that were on display.

{As this was our mistake, we will lower the price to one hundred thousand gold. Is there anyone interested in these pieces? And how was the price so high was even though it was broken, it still retains its beauty like a perfected two pieces of jade that fuse into one}

The venue turned silent as everyone who knew about history, archaeologists, and even someone who brought their appraisal item raised their brows, looking at the unfamiliar items. Soma turned to his side and saw Malik with knitted brows while caresing his beard.

"Sir Malik, what is it that you found?".

"...None. What the item detail only showed was a question mark. So probably the item is just a piece of chunks or an item that my monocle couldn't afford to appraise".

"What do you want to do with that, Soma?".

Hiroshi, on the left side, started to open his opinion. He asked the question as he was perceptive about Soma's feelings, who was in turmoil by a discomfort that suddenly attacked his mind.

"I… want to buy it".

Soma didn't know what had happened to him, but his feelings told him that he must get the item at all costs.

{Oh, number nineteen seems interested, and they offer a bid of two hundred thousand gold. It goes once. Is there anyone else?}

Everyone in the venue turns their gaze at the VIP room number nineteen, having the same thought that it was a rash decision they made. Many people spread their shut lips in mocking sneer, while others shrank their eyes, showing their curiosity toward the people or person in room nineteen.

Soma, who had already given his bid, turned to the VIP room number four, afraid they would make a scene to avenge their earlier loss. But even after Miss Lawrence finished her bidding, the lamp on room number four remained dim.

{...Congratulations on number nineteen…}