Auction Day.

The Royal Capital rarely stops for one thing.

It's a massive city, with the world's largest population, most dense buildings, and tallest towers, where the most grudges and intrigues happen.

No one has the time to focus on just one thing.

Unless the King is coronated.

Of course, today there's an additional event, and that's Ethan's auction.

Rather than saying the Royal Capital's people adore Ethan, it's better to say Ethan is just too good at marketing.

After all, being from the era of marketing explosion, compared to the relatively primitive means of today, Ethan is far ahead.

Early in the morning, Ethan carefully groomed himself.

He always pays attention to his appearance, which is not just social etiquette, but also a form of capital.

His influence today, definitely has a lot to do with his handsome looks and good taste in clothes.

The outfit he wears today was custom-made half a month in advance, a hand-tailored small suit.

He hired Saville, the most famous tailor in the Royal Capital.

Along with his, Anya and Sofia's outfits were also custom-made.

Anya's is a female business suit, while Sofia's is a vintage gown.

Today, they are attending the auction together.

Although Anya is extremely proficient in all aspects of work, learning almost anything quickly—previously managing Ethan's hair and makeup—

Sofia surprisingly excels even further in this area. After all, she is a lady of the manor, naturally knowing more about these things than someone like Anya, a former dark night assassin moving through the grime.

Therefore, today Ethan's makeup and accessories are all coordinated by Sofia.

"Miss driver, it's not that I want to criticize you, but there are indeed some lacking parts, such as in this accessory aspect..."

Sofia can't change her habit of calling Anya "Miss driver."

However, Anya seems to have accepted this title, not refuting Sofia's corrections but seemingly taking notes, learning silently.

By nine in the morning, with everything ready, Ethan, after having a simple breakfast, headed to the Kingdom Grand Hotel in the Central District.

Journalists naturally followed like shadows, yet some seemed to get clever, knowing Anya's driving skills were superb, impossible to keep up with, so they simply camped at the hotel entrance.

Thus, as Anya shook off the journalists and arrived at the scene, Ethan found even more people gathered here. If it weren't for the temporary deployment of Kingdom Public Security Bureau personnel to maintain order, the entire scene might have been directly paralyzed.

This is Ethan's influence.

After finally navigating through the crowd, Ethan managed to reach the hotel entrance and met Jackson.

Jackson, evidently sleepless through the night, yet his spirit was exceptionally invigorated, excitedly whispered to Ethan upon seeing him, "Ethan, this is our age."

Having just spoken, he saw another person emerge from the crowd, arriving at the entrance.

Another heavyweight figure, Count Duke.

Ethan, from previously prepared materials, recognized this person.

This man, a noble of the Kingdom, his ancestors having made significant contributions during the founding period; though his family struggled in recent years, their status remained, and he was influential in the Kingdom's collectibles circle, someone Jackson previously wanted to reach but couldn't.

Today, the man also greeted with a smile.

No matter how it was for Ethan, at least for Jackson, this was a different life.

As the time approached ten, nearly everyone had arrived, except for two of the most important figures: the Eldest Prince Havenius and Princess Aine Beize.

Jackson was understandably slightly disappointed but also understanding; the Eldest Prince seldom appeared in public, and the Princess might still be concerned with face.

Besides, given everything so far, things were already very good.

Now, Jackson and Ethan were hosting Wes Costner, the major farmer from the south who hurried over.

This man, who previously also attended Ethan's art exhibition in Wenster this time, brought his friends, several wealthy southern land-owning farmers.

They conversed joyfully, even arranging to have drinks later and discuss other businesses.

Ethan detected a different nuance, so he nodded approvingly.

Then, the crowd suddenly burst into cheers of excitement, more intense than any previous arrival.

Then Ethan saw the crowd parting, and amidst a troop of guards, Princess Aine Beize slowly approached.

She remained as brightly youthful as ever, two absolutely contradictory temperaments amazingly unified on her.

She wore a warm-colored gown, not complicated, yet showcasing a regal presence.

Originally huddled behind Ethan and them, whispering, Sofia and Anya widened their eyes upon seeing Aine Beize's arrival.

Of course, strictly speaking, only Sofia truly widened her eyes.

This woman again.

Only, this woman's identity had exceeded Sofia's imagination.

A Princess?

Jackson was already frozen in place, not expecting the Princess to indeed make such a public appearance, it was extremely honoring.

Of course, he understood, this honor wasn't from him, but for Ethan.

It's hard to imagine what Ethan did...

"Your Highness..."

Before everyone's eyes, Ethan naturally displayed nothing unusual, even employing his less practiced court etiquette to salute Aine Beize.

Jackson hurriedly followed suit.

Those southern farmers were also a bit at a loss.

They were merely there to join the excitement, who would have thought they'd have an encounter with the Princess.

Previously, they only heard the auction had the Princess's endorsement, thinking Ethan certainly was extraordinarily capable.

Now it appeared the situation might be more than just extraordinary.

While everyone was astonished, Aine Beize proactively stepped in front of Ethan, handed her hand to him, and said, "Let's go, I think the auction should start now, sorry for being late."

"You arrived just in time, not late at all."

Ethan saw Aine Beize's action, under such circumstances, naturally unable to refuse, thus took her hand and made the guiding gesture, leading her into the hotel.

Beside them, Jackson was enviously watching.

Behind them, reporters' flashbulbs kept going off, furiously capturing the moment while whispered speculations echoed.

Everyone couldn't help but guess the relationship between Ethan and the Princess.

Could it be...

"This woman..."

Sofia gritted her teeth, almost crushing them again.

Next to her, Anya, uncharacteristically squinted her eyes, nodded, and said, "This woman is very dangerous."

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