Even muscle twitches rendered in microexpressions were flawlessly concealed.
Having said that, he cracked a smile.
Leonard Churchill felt he was growing increasingly fond of this game of role-playing.
He changed into a fairly new-looking suit, picked up the invitation, and, with hat on head, he walked out the door.
Descending the stairs, a carriage from the Lionheart Family was there to take him to the banquet hall.
This charity auction was held at the Lionheart Family's stronghold, just like the last one.
Lion City had been changing every single day.
Lately, more and more nobles seeking fortune had been flocking here.
Leonard arrived half an hour early, yet the place was already teeming with lords and ladies in fancy gowns.
However, the circles of the upper class society were limited, especially in a remote place of exile like Sinless City.
He had encountered many of them before at Rose Manor.
