Becoming a God Starts with Acting-Chapter 459: Utafea Auction House

By the time Nick and Asta returned with their arms full of clothes, Silvanus had already finished renting the rooms—five in total. At this moment, everyone gathered in Silvanus’s room.

Cain smiled as he looked at the dress in his hand, immediately earning a bright red face from Asta.

Nick silently rolled his eyes. Marax kept teasing Asta, while Asta remained lost in his own fantasies.

He looked toward Nerio, then asked Silvanus, "Should I help Nerio change his clothes?"

Silvanus shook his head. Before he could say anything, Cain spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "Change Nerio’s clothes? That job obviously belongs to me!"

Hearing this, Asta nearly burst into tears. "Even if Nerio is still young, there’s still a difference in gender. I can do it for him!"

Just then, Nerio’s young yet slightly chilly voice suddenly rang out: "I can do it myself."

Immediately after, a cluster of ice sprouted and formed into a dome, completely enveloping him and cutting him off from everyone’s gaze.

Cain shrugged. "Our Nerio is still as shy as ever." With that, he picked up his own clothes and returned to his room.

Seeing this, Asta hurried after her. Nick instinctively looked toward Silvanus.

Silvanus waved his hand and said softly, "Go back. The others might not be recognized, but we’ve definitely been wanted before, so it’s best to avoid showing our faces."

Nick nodded to show he understood, then returned to his own room as well.

At that moment, a lump of blue ice suddenly wobbled over and rubbed against Silvanus’s knee.

It was Kirin. Silvanus lifted it with one hand. Seeing several cracks on its scales, he couldn’t help but frown slightly and asked in a low voice, "Did you go and provoke Nerio again?"

Hearing this, Kirin immediately drooped its eyes, letting out a pitiful, innocent whimper. When it came to pretending to be pathetic, Kirin truly didn’t lose to its owner at all.

By then, the ice dome had already disappeared. Nerio directly snatched Kirin from Silvanus’s hand and tossed it aside, then rested his head on Silvanus’s thigh and closed his eyes, falling fast asleep.

Kirin whimpered twice, then quickly ran back and curled up in Nerio’s arms.

Silvanus lowered his head and gently rubbed Nerio’s hair for a moment. Only after sensing that he was truly breathing evenly did Silvanus lift his clothes slightly.

Seeing that the ice and frost had spread to a diameter of nearly twenty centimeters, Silvanus couldn’t help but frown a little. When he glanced back, he discovered Kirin staring at him with wide, astonished eyes.

"Go to sleep," Silvanus said softly. Kirin’s mane bristled slightly, then it quickly burrowed against Nerio as if seeking shelter. Silvanus paid it no mind and continued to steadily channel healing magic into Nerio. Only when his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed did Silvanus gently lay him down on the bed.

Perhaps this was his good fortune after falling into the southern lands—a region close to the great sea, prosperous and wealthy. Although it was very far from Eldoria, there was also another piece of good news. His Sentinel, Leon, was here.

Silvanus closed his eyes. In the blink of an eye, he appeared within an endless space filled with stars that shone like suns, with only a massive forge standing at the center of this realm.

As if sensing his call, the space rippled slightly, and a "person" appeared in an instant.

He stood nearly two meters tall, his body encased in cold silver armor. The helmet was lifted, revealing a resolute and dignified face, paired with jet-black hair, sea-blue eyes, and a chilly expression. His aura seemed to carry the scent of metal itself.

The moment he saw Silvanus, he immediately knelt on one knee with utmost respect, his right hand placed over his left chest, and called out in a deep voice, "Master."

Silvanus raised his hand. The energy emanating from his palm resembled countless grains of golden dust, gathering together to form a chair.

He sat down, then looked toward Leon. Without telling him to rise, he simply asked about the recent situation.

Leon faithfully recounted everything.

Previously, he had followed Silvanus’s instructions and brought with him a large number of weapons. Over the past few years, through constant scheming and planning, he had finally established a power of his own, becoming well known for weapons forged to be razor-sharp and carrying unimaginable destructive force, while also accepting particularly difficult commissioned tasks.

However, their supply of weapons was now close to being depleted. Fortunately, Silvanus had returned at just the right time.

Leon said in a deep voice, "Coming up soon, the Utafea Auction House will be holding its largest auction of the year. It only happens once a year, and many guests from distant lands will come here in search of what they need. Previously, I declined their invitation..."

"Take part. Bring this with you when you do."

As he spoke, Silvanus took out a scythe from his personal space—its handle nearly two meters long, with a massive blade reaching three meters in length.

Silvanus continued, "Also investigate who’s on the guest list."

Leon accepted the scythe and replied respectfully.

Silvanus’s forge closed as well, and he left at the same time. Recalling what Leon had said, he pondered the current chaotic state of humanity...

He wondered who had stirred everything into such a mess. Unfortunately, Leon wasn’t near Luminous, so there wasn’t much useful information.

That evening, when Silvanus informed them that they would be heading to the Utafea Auction House the next day, Nick immediately jumped up. "How are we supposed to get an invitation? Don’t tell me we’re breaking in?"

Hearing this, Cain nodded repeatedly, smiling with immense satisfaction. "That sounds very interesting."

Asta said indifferently, "Breaking in or stuff like that is pretty much my specialty."

Silvanus: "..."

It had been a long time since he’d felt this sort of thing. He said softly, "We’re not a group of villains, so forget those ideas."

Silvanus only told them to make preparations. Even after returning to his room, Nick kept muttering and grumbling, completely unable to figure out how they were going to enter the auction house.

By the next morning, all he could do was sigh in amazement. As expected, Silvanus truly lived up to being the protagonist!

Even after being forced into a corner, he still had his own power base in the Land of Light—one that had even grown this large without anyone discovering it!

"Silvanus, I feel like you’re definitely going to become a god this time," Nick couldn’t help saying. This protagonist’s halo was just too strong—it would surely crush everything in its path!

Silvanus raised a hand and stopped Nick’s head, which was constantly bobbing back and forth. Nick looked at him in confusion, but Silvanus merely said in a deep voice, "Calm down."

Only then did Nick notice the mocking look in Asta’s eyes. He couldn’t help but glare at Asta, belatedly feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Anyway, you’re really strong..." Nick muttered.

The Utafea Auction House was designed with two distinct tiers. The main stage lay deep below, while the audience stands were built in rising tiers, encircling the entire stage.

Everyone present had to prove their financial capacity, ensuring they were qualified to participate in the auction.

Higher up, however, were private rooms with large, tightly shut windows—ten in total. These were the true protagonists of the auction house, the wealthy elite who treated money like trash.

Once those people set their sights on an item, very few could compete with them.

At this moment, in Private Room No. 2, Nana sat in her chair, somewhat bored as she looked down at the sea of people below. Beside her were two companions, both from the Aurellan family as well, chosen to serve as her loyal attendants.

At this time, one of the two spoke up. "I heard the most important item this time has changed—and that person is also attending."

That was right. Nana had her own purpose in coming here this time. This place was far from Luminous and had not yet been affected, but it would be soon enough. A coup was about to break out.

A confrontation between the nobility and the Church.