It was evening now, and the luxurious limousine pulled smoothly up in front of the Loosebelt Auction House.
The building was massive… far larger than Lucius had anticipated from the photographs.
It stood five stories tall with an elegant façade of polished white marble and gold trim that caught the fading sunlight.
Elaborate sculptures of mythical creatures flanked the main entrance, and a red carpet stretched from the curb to the massive double doors.
This was clearly an establishment that catered exclusively to the wealthy elite.
Lucius stepped out first, his expensive Italian leather shoes clicking against the pavement with satisfying authority.
He wore a custom-tailored suit that had cost nothing less than two million royals… an astronomical sum by any reasonable standard but it was worth every single coin.
The fabric had been woven from the processed fibers of an A-rank monster, making it damn near bulletproof while remaining soft as silk against his skin.
