The auction had finally ended.
The private viewing hall was slowly emptying as nobles gathered their purchases, servants carried sealed boxes toward waiting carriages, and attendants escorted important guests through separate exits.
Gray stood near the elevator with his hands inside his pockets, looking considerably more satisfied than he had when he arrived.
The Pure-Origin Heartseed had been secured.
The Heavenly Silk Alien Metal was safely stored in his Dimensional Storage.
And although he had missed the Worldroot Heart, the auction had given him a good idea of the sort of treasures circulating throughout the Demon Capital.
He had also learned that a few flattering words, properly timed, could convince two royal princesses to compete over something neither had originally intended to purchase.
'Not a bad afternoon.'
"Gray, are you planning to stand there smiling at yourself for the rest of the day?"
He turned his head.
