Not only were the half-elf girls' gazes drawn over, but the eyes of the audience present were attracted as well.
He was a boy who, at first glance, appeared to be no older than eighteen. His attire was that of a proud little rooster, as extravagant as can be. He seemed determined to draw the attention of everyone in the room to himself. This style was characteristic of the wealthy from the south, as only by doing so could one flaunt one's wealth and extraordinariness.
When Regina and the half-elf girls took notice of him, the boy's spirits soared even higher. His head held higher, his oily face shone, and even his beautiful young acne was gleaming as he loudly declared, "I bid five thousand gold coins."
"Ha ha… Another little Sambia fool has fallen into Princess Regina's beautiful trap."
"As long as Princess Regina presides over the auction for the reclaiming of the lost estates, this kind of scene is bound to happen. Though I've seen it countless times, it never gets old."
