"Oh, what kind a offer do you have" asked Fionn with interest.

" See, my father is a shareholder of this hotel and has many other businesses, so you can trust the authenticity of the information I am about to tell you, I overheard my father's conversation yesterday that in Myriad Treasures Auction House today a lot of good stuff is going to be Auctioned, see, I am wealthy, but I don't really have access to noble's district, so I want you to help me get in there, and I'll buy you anything of equivalent value from the auction." The plump young man responded

"How can I trust you when you haven't even introduced yourself?" Fionn smiled.

The plump young man laughed and answered, "My bad, let me formally introduce myself, my name is Neal Ferguson, and for trust, you can ask any merchant in the city, they can validate my identity and tell you about my reputation."

Fionn nodded to Neal and asked, pretending to be clueless, "so what's that good stuff you were talking about?"

"I'm not sure of the specifics, but I heard that the Myriad Treasure House seized the properties of a noble family who was unable to pay their debts and is now auctioning their treasures," Neal responded.

"Why are you telling me this information? Do you have that much faith in me? " Fionn inquired.

"The auction is today, so there's no point in hiding the information, and I can tell from my merchant instincts that you're not a bad person," Neal said with a smile.

"Your proposal is interesting, to be honest, I also want to sell a recent acquisition, and the auction house appears to be the ideal venue for it, and due to today's event, I might receive a nice price," Fionn said, taking the last bite of his food, then adding after swallowing it, "I accept your offer."

"It's a deal then," Neal replied with a smile.

10 minutes later.

Fionn followed Neal out of the restaurant.

As they proceeded towards the nobles' district, Fionn inquired, "You stated the Auction House confiscated the properties of a noble family, do they have that type of authority?"

"Of course, the Myriad Treasures Auction House is backed by a powerhouse from the capital, how could you not know about it, are you not a native?" Asked Neal suspiciously

"No, I acquired this medallion from a friend," Fionn replied frankly.

"Oh, your friend must be generous," Neal said, enviously.

"What do you mean?" Fionn, perplexed by his statement, inquired.

"You see, permanent entry medallions like yours are very rare in the city; usually merchants like us get temporary entry medallions that expire monthly, and we have to pay an exorbitant amount to renew them; on top of that, these medallions have restricted access to the facilities inside the nobles district, even my father doesn't have a permanent one." Neal went on to explain.

Fionn nodded, and asked "so, have you been to the Myriad Treasure Auction House before, or are you a first-timer like me?"

"Of course I went there previously, even though I come from a mercantile family, my father still has some connections," Neal replied proudly.

"Good, you'll guide me then," Fionn said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I've got this," Neal replied confidently.

After about an hour of walking, they arrived in front of a gate. The gate was not as large as the city gate, but it was certainly more extravagant. A number of city guards were stationed at the gate to maintain order and to register those entering the district.

Neal stopped Fionn as he was preparing to queue up and said, "You don't have to queue up, you have the permanent medallion, follow me."

Then he boldly cut the line and took Fionn straight up to the gate's entrance.

Everyone in the line stared at them with hostility, and some of the braver ones began to yell and cuss at them.

Fionn looked at Neal, perplexed, after hearing all the curses and yells.

Neal, observing Fionn's expression, said reassuringly, "Don't mind these individuals; they must have forgotten about the Permanent entry medallion."

Midway through the queue, a young man stopped them and yelled, "Who do you think you guys are, breaking the laws in plain daylight?"