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For security reasons, Axel attended as Nameless, not revealing his true identity. The mask he wore covered his face, and with it, the secrets he carried. Nameless scanned the room filled with top-tier hunters, each exuding an aura of power that made the air feel thick. His eyes moved over the crowd, sizing them up.

"These guys are strong," he thought, eyes narrowing in appraisal. "I can\'t believe I\'m standing in the same room as them. I\'ve only ever seen these hunters on TV or read about their exploits online. And yet, here I am. At my level, I can\'t match a single one of them… not yet, at least."

His fingers twitched with anticipation as he scanned the room again, searching for his targets. Nameless wasn\'t here to impress anyone or to bid for any items. His goal was to make contact with a few select hunters who had caught his interest. These were individuals he could potentially work with—not necessarily in his guild, but having them as allies would increase his credibility.

"I don\'t need them in my guild," Nameless mused to himself, "but having them by my side at times will raise my popularity. Real strong people will start to notice me, and soon enough, they\'ll come to me on their own. That\'s my plan."

"Man, Nameless, this place is filled with money launderers!" a voice chimed from beside him. Noel, who accompanied him, was also wearing a mask similar to his, though hers was more flamboyant, with glimmering details that caught the light as she spun around excitedly like a child.

Nameless groaned inwardly. "What did you just call them?" he whispered through gritted teeth. "That\'s a stupid name! And why are you wearing a mask like mine? This isn\'t some dress-up party—"

"I, too, have an identity to protect," Noel retorted, puffing her chest out with a mock-serious expression. "Call me Nameful while we\'re here," she added, as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Nameful?" Nameless sighed, facepalming. "That\'s not even a word. Just... stick to \'Name,\' okay? This is serious, and you\'re acting like—"

"Nameless, sir, and little... uh, lad," a bodyguard interrupted, holding up a name card and clearly struggling to read it. "Mrs. Name-something?"

"It\'s Nameful, you suit-for-brains!" Noel snapped, her rudeness catching the bodyguard off guard. He flinched, visibly nervous. "How hard is it to remember basic English?"

Nameless shot her a glare, but the bodyguard quickly recovered. "Apologies, ma\'am. It\'s almost time for you to showcase your product. Please, follow me."

Finally, Nameless thought as they were led to the center stage. Showtime.

***

The room quieted as Nameless prepared to unveil his item. A long, sleek sword lay encased in a glass container for all to see. It had belonged to Metal Jaw, a feared S-rank hunter who had fallen in battle. The sword\'s dark design and intricate markings told stories of countless battles, but it was more than just a relic.

It was a weapon of raw power, infused with mystical energies that enhanced the wielder\'s speed and strength.

The host stepped forward and began the auction, his voice booming through the hall. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have here a weapon unlike any other! An antique sword, recovered by the infamous Nameless himself. This blade is rumored to hold mystical powers, enhancing the physical abilities of any who wield it.

Tested and verified, this sword can greatly improve your chances in portal clearing or any high-stakes battle. Let\'s start the bidding at ten thousand Kyota!"

Nameless clenched his jaw as the bidding started at such a low price. Ten thousand Kyota? For a weapon like this? He had hoped for more enthusiasm. His eyes roved across the room, checking on his targets again.

"Eleven thousand!" a voice called.

"Twelve thousand...?" the host continued.

"Fifteen thousand!" another hunter raised his hand, pushing the price slightly higher.

Nameless remained calm, but inside, frustration bubbled. The bids were too low, nowhere near what he had expected. However, his attention was divided. While his weapon was up for grabs, his eyes were locked on three individuals who had stood out to him from the moment he arrived.

Target one: A woman with long, pink hair, her beauty and grace unmistakable. She wore a rich ensemble that screamed wealth and power. This was Trisha, an S-rank hunter known for her leadership in the Age Block raid. Her very presence demanded respect.

Target two: A man with long, braided white hair, his monstrous gaze fixated on the sword. He wore a tight suit, every muscle bulging underneath, radiating pure power. This was Thor, an S-rank hunter who had become a legend after the infamous "All of Us Are Dead" raid. His reputation was as terrifying as his appearance.

And finally, Target three: Nameless\' eyes froze as they landed on a figure in a luxurious red suit, sitting comfortably in the back. The man\'s face was one Nameless would never forget. He was bidding, smiling, completely at ease. This was Williams. The sight of him sent a wave of anger crashing through Nameless.

\'That bastard...\' Nameless thought bitterly. Just seeing him made Nameless want to tear him apart, but he held himself back. Not here. Not now.

"Five hundred thousand Kyota!" Williams\' voice rang out, raising the bid with a smug grin. The auctioneer nearly gasped, caught off guard by the sudden jump in price. The room fell into stunned silence.

Nameless\' heart pounded in his chest. Five hundred thousand Kyota? How was he supposed to stop Williams from getting his hands on the sword now?

"Going once..." the auctioneer called, scanning the room.

Nameless\' pulse quickened. \'Why isn\'t anyone else bidding?\' He clenched his fists, veins bulging in frustration. If Williams got his hands on the sword, everything would fall apart. His plan to meet the other powerful hunters in this room would crumble, and worse, the weapon would end up in Williams\' hands.

"Going twice..." The auctioneer\'s voice was dragging the words out now, his eyes scanning the crowd.

Nameless gritted his teeth. \'No... I can\'t let this happen. I have to do something!\'

The auctioneer raised his hammer, ready to bring it down.

"SOLD!"