The rest of the Ten Great Families were also out on the bustling streets of the Imperial Capital City, taking in the lively atmosphere. Normally, they spent most of their time training their magic or honing their aura within their secluded territories. For many of them, this was a rare opportunity—a once-in-a-lifetime chance to enjoy the outside world, as they seldom left their domains.
The Ten Great Families were known for their isolation. Rarely did they interact with the outside world, preferring to remain detached from common affairs. When they did venture out, it was usually for significant business matters or other pressing reasons.
As they roamed the city streets, their presence did not go unnoticed. Lavishly dressed in designer attire, accompanied by powerful warriors and magic knights acting as their security, they exuded an aura of authority and mystique. The ordinary citizens, unaware of the Ten Great Families' true influence, could only stare in admiration. These enigmatic figures, who controlled much of the continent's affairs from the shadows, appeared otherworldly to the common folk.
Whispers filled the air as onlookers gawked at their opulence and commanding presence.
As the time for the auction drew closer, the atmosphere near the venue grew increasingly vibrant. Security tightened significantly, with guards stationed at every corner. The area around the massive stadium, where the auction was to take place, quickly became densely populated. Thousands of people began gathering outside, eagerly anticipating the event.
The stadium itself was a marvel, capable of holding tens of thousands of people at once. Its grand design allowed everyone present to witness the items being displayed for auction on the grand stage.
Excited murmurs rippled through the crowd as prominent figures began arriving.
"Look over there! Those people—they're from the Nightshade Empire! Isn't that Crown Prince Kian Nightshade?!"
"And right behind him! That's Princess Kelly Nightshade! I can't believe I'm seeing them in person!"
"Wait, look! Isn't that Princess Livia Lannister from the Holy Light Empire? Who's that handsome young man with her?"
"Oh, him? That's the rumored Holy Son Arthur. I heard he joined the expedition in the Windfall Kingdom with our Crown Prince Daniel."
"Really? I've heard some troubling things about him. According to numerous hunters who participated in that expedition, Holy Son Arthur is apparently quite the coward."
"What?! That can't be true! Someone as renowned as him? A coward? That's hard to believe!"
"It's true. I've heard his contributions during the expedition were almost nonexistent—a big, fat zero. It's unbelievable, but the rumors are everywhere."
"Indeed," Matilda added with a faint smile. "He's so unpredictable and mysterious... It's as if he controls his own fate. That's the impression I get whenever I'm near him. Everything about him feels shrouded in an impenetrable mystery."
"Not to mention his incredible strength," King Richard said, his tone thoughtful. "It's almost as if he's some kind of god. And his wives—they're just as powerful as him. Truly extraordinary! His existence defies all logic." He closed his eyes, sighing contentedly as the professional shoulder massage melted away his tension.
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Meanwhile, Yuan and his wives emerged from the massive bathroom of the Imperial Palace, heading straight to their room to change into more formal attire for the auction. Yuan, who possessed an immense amount of gold coins, had no concerns about bidding on anything that caught his interest. After all, no one would be able to discern the things he desired—mages, warriors, and magic knights alike could not sense the presence of Spiritual Energy.
"Yuan, why don't you wear that black outfit you wore to the banquet in the Windfall Kingdom?" Valeria suggested, her voice sultry. She pressed her bare chest against his back and hugged him tightly, her fingers tracing across his chest. "You looked so handsome and dashing in that outfit. Every time I see you in it, I feel my whole body heat up."
"If you love that outfit so much, then I'll wear it for you, my lovely wife," Yuan replied with a warm smile. He turned around swiftly, catching her off guard, and pressed his lips against hers in a deep, passionate kiss.
Valeria's eyes widened as Yuan suddenly turned around, pressing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss. His arms wrapped firmly around her waist, pulling her closer until her chest was pressed against his.
Anna and Grace exchanged knowing glances, soft smiles gracing their lips as they watched Yuan and Valeria lost in the moment. Yuan, dressed in only his trousers, contrasted with Valeria, who was entirely bare, her flushed skin betraying her excitement.
"Valeria, don't hog him all to yourself," Sylvia teased, her grin playful as she stepped forward. "We'll get jealous if you keep him too long." Without waiting for a response, she gently pried the two apart and pulled Yuan into her own embrace.
Sylvia gazed up at Yuan with a mischievous glint in her eyes before leaning in to kiss him deeply. Yuan welcomed her, savoring the sweetness of her lips as their kiss grew more passionate. Her fingers lightly trailed down his back as she pressed herself closer, her affection evident in every movement.
"I love you so much, husband," Sylvia whispered against his lips, her voice filled with devotion. She didn't wait for a reply, instead pushing her tongue into his mouth, inviting him into a fervent exchange. Yuan matched her intensity, their tongues intertwining as they savored the intimate moment.
Once his time with Sylvia ended, Yuan turned his attention to his other wives, ensuring each received a moment of his affection. He kissed each one with deep passion, leaving them fully satisfied with his attentions.
Finally, Yuan approached Anna and Grace, who were half-dressed and in the middle of changing. Their beauty captivated him, and for a moment, he simply stood there, admiring their charm. Unable to resist, he stepped closer, pulling both of them into a warm embrace.
He began with Anna, capturing her lips in a tender yet ardent kiss. Anna smiled against his lips, her arms winding around his neck as she returned his affection with equal fervor. Her passion, though sweet, carried an unexpected intensity, her movements bold and filled with love.