“Hehe, Eirik, you’ll see—today’s choice was the best one you’ve made!”

As Elvynna walked away, **Junior Sister** turned to Eirik with a sweet smile, her heart bubbling with joy.

In the game, she might have failed—but in reality, she had succeeded beyond her dreams!

Now, with Eirik—her personal magic amplifier—by her side, even if the **Ravenshadow family** were to fall from grace, she had nothing to fear.

Who knows? With Eirik’s help, perhaps the Ravenshadow family could avoid the grim fate of annihilation altogether.

“Come on, let’s head home!”

Junior Sister grabbed Eirik by the arm and led him toward the Ravenshadow estate.

Before they even reached the mansion, the two encountered several household retainers and servants along the way. Each one greeted **Pixie** with utmost respect, though curiosity glimmered in their eyes.

Who is this young man by the lady’s side?

He didn’t seem to hail from any prominent family—his clothes were too plain. So why was the eldest daughter showing him such favor?

But Pixie had always been eccentric and unpredictable. The boy must have found some way to amuse her, which explained the preferential treatment.

Others speculated that the boy might possess some rare talent or secret skill.

Either way, Pixie and Eirik’s strange pairing did not go unnoticed, sparking hushed whispers among the servants.

Finally, the two arrived at the heart of the **Ravenshadow estate**.

They crossed through several exquisite gardens, until at last, Eirik stood before his new quarters.

“See this garden? From today onward, it’s yours!” Pixie announced with a cheerful grin, pointing to a grand expanse.

Eirik raised an eyebrow as he glanced at the gate, where the nameplate **“Camellia Garden”** stood out in polished gold letters.

“This… this entire garden? For me?”

He looked around in disbelief. The garden was enormous—an expansive paradise with waterfalls, pools, and countless sculptures scattered throughout the landscape. Two grand houses lay tucked within the trees, elegantly designed and tastefully hidden.

Surely, servants and maids would be assigned to him as well.

The Ravenshadow family truly lived up to their reputation as wealthy magic scholars—such luxury was beyond what most could achieve in a lifetime.

At Pixie’s command, squads of maids and attendants began bustling about, cleaning every inch of the garden and its grounds. The commotion was enough to draw the attention of many in the estate.

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“Wait… Miss Pixie gave **Camellia Garden** to some random boy?”

The **head steward** grumbled in disbelief.

Even for a family as wealthy as the Ravenshadows, only five or six such lavish gardens existed within the estate. Apart from the **family patriarch**, the **ancestral elder**, and Pixie herself, only a handful of honored guests ever earned the right to reside in them.

And now, this newly arrived boy? What had he done to deserve such favor?

Though the steward respected Pixie’s judgment, this decision felt far too excessive.

“Do you even know what you’re doing, Miss?” the steward muttered under his breath. “How can you just hand over one of our finest estates to this boy?”

Pixie shot him a dismissive glance, a mischievous grin tugging at her lips.

“Spare me your nonsense, old man. You’re just a servant. What gives you the right to question my decisions?”

The steward winced but held his tongue.

Pixie’s thoughts, however, were full of scorn.

“Those so-called honored guests? Hah! Just a bunch of worthless old men. Most of them barely have **purple-tier talents**, and some even rank at blue-tier! If it weren’t for the Ravenshadow family’s resources, they’d be nobodies.”

“But **Eirik**... my Eirik... He’s nothing like those fools.”

Her heart swelled with pride.

“Eirik’s a **gold card**—a true prodigy. Not just any gold card, either—he’s got at least **two golden attributes**, maybe more! That’s a level of talent they can’t even comprehend.”

If not for Eirik being new to the estate, Pixie would have gladly kicked her own father out of his house to make room for Eirik.

After all, in both simulations, her father **Edward Ravenshadow** played a major role in the family's downfall. If Pixie’s ancestors could see how their legacy was ruined by him, they’d probably break his legs themselves.

But for now, the steward remained baffled, reluctant to accept Pixie’s actions. With a deep frown, he finally bowed and shuffled off to report the matter to Edward.

“Master Edward… I cannot understand why Miss Pixie has taken such a liking to this boy,” the steward lamented. “But surely there must be some reason. What should we do about it?”

Edward stroked his beard, deep in thought.

“The Camellia Garden… Isn’t that the same estate I recently promised to **Chad**, the Practitioner Lv2?”

Though Chad’s abilities were mediocre, he was well-connected and had secured several key alliances between the Ravenshadow family and the **Crimson Frost Duke**. As a reward, Edward had granted Chad residence in the Camellia Garden.

“That brat Pixie! How dare she override my decision?” Edward growled, slamming his hand down.

“She’s grown far too bold!”

With a swirl of his robe, Edward stormed out of his study, heading toward the Camellia Garden with long, angry strides.

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Meanwhile, Pixie remained unfazed by the news of her father’s anger.

“Eirik, darling, is there anything else you need? Just say the word, and I’ll make it happen!” she said, directing maids and servants to arrange the house to perfection.

Eirik watched the scene unfold, feeling deeply grateful. Pixie was treating him far better than he could have ever expected.

He silently vowed that, should the **Demon Tree Uprising** come to pass, he would do everything in his power to protect Pixie.

Just as they were chatting, a young maid came sprinting toward them, her **Stalwart Lv8** speed making her appear like a blur.

“Miss Pixie! It’s bad—really bad!” the maid gasped, wiping sweat from her brow. “The steward went straight to the Master. Lord Edward’s furious, and he’s on his way here right now!”

Pixie chuckled, completely unperturbed.

“Relax. So what if he’s coming? This garden belongs to us now, and we’re staying put!”

The young maid blinked in confusion.

“But, Miss, how are you so sure? What’s so special about this boy that you’re willing to risk so much for him?”

Pixie leaned in with a sly grin.

“I suppose I could let you in on a little secret...”

She whispered conspiratorially: **“Eirik is the Eye of Divine Insight.”**

The maid’s jaw dropped in disbelief.

“The… Eye of Divine Insight?!”

She looked at Eirik again, this time with awe and reverence in her eyes.

It all made sense now—of course Pixie would treasure someone with such a divine gift.

The Eye of Divine Insight was a **god-tier talent**, destined to rise to the pinnacle of the magical world. With Eirik on their side, the Ravenshadow family wouldn’t just survive—they would dominate the entire Northlands.

“Why didn’t you tell the steward, Miss? That would’ve saved us a lot of trouble…”

Pixie gave a mischievous laugh.

“Where’s the fun in that? Let’s see how red their faces get when they realize what they’ve done.”

She giggled with delight, already savoring the chaos that was about to unfold.