Ethan stepped through the crowd, which parted like the Red Sea. He walked straight toward Rose and her sister. His aura was no longer violent, it was gentle like a breeze.
"I'll be leaving now," Ethan said, his voice smooth and devoid of the coldness he had shown the dragons.
He looked at Rose, a soft, enigmatic smile playing on his lips.
"Lady Zara, visit my tower tomorrow. I have something special for you."
He didn't wait for a reply. He gave a polite nod to the others and, with a subtle shimmer in the air, he vanished.
Ethan knew that the announcement of the Bloodline Refining Technique was a stone thrown into a quiet pond.
The ripples would turn into a tsunami.
The next auction wouldn't just attract local lords. It would bring the Source Authority beings, the true monsters of the world who had lived since the dawn of time.
He needed to return to his tower.
To face such beings, he couldn't rely on mere tricks.
He needed to create something absolute.
