Chapter 3

After Some Days

There appears to be a mansion with a haughty, arrogant appearance. The mansion appears to have numerous rooms and guards stationed throughout, and there's a general sense of dread that has caused terror across the entire place.

Individuals were spotted hurrying around as they got ready for anything. The guards were waiting at the mansion's gate, their weapons held tightly as though they were in the middle of a war, while the chefs were preparing elaborate dishes that were ready to be served. Breads of sweat were pouring out of their heads.

Three figures wearing elegant clothing stood in front of the armed guards. They stood there as though this was normal, and appeared calm.

A man in his forties was there, his gaze travelling across. A dedicated figure with a slender, magnificent form and red hair that seemed to float in midair stood next to him. Her clothing enhancing her beauty.

There was another beauty besides her but she was in her adolescence resembling her..

At that moment, a diminutive figure accompanied by several maids appeared, and the maids. The girl was anxious as she was being carried.

With concern and embarrassment, the figure hurried past the woman and inquired, "Mother, does Elara look good?"

With a lighthearted grin, the voluptuous woman replied, "Yes, my elara looks so wonderful today. I have no doubt that my elara will win young Master Azrael over to his way".

Elara, who was still naive, blushed when she heard her mother's statement and averted her sight to save face.

At the moment of their convergence, a number of white creatures with four legs and horns over their heads were observed pulling carriages towards them.

The audience was left stunned and in disbelief by their regal and magnificent appearance. The crowd's complexion grew increasingly pale as the beast moved forward. The crowd's heartbeat quickened as a result of the beast's extravagant movements.

The carriages came to a stop as they got closer to the mansion, and a large group of men wearing metal armor and carrying swords around their waists emerged from the carriages to form a circle around the most impressive of all the carriages. Their eyes moving throughout the space in quest of something.

One of them approached the wagon after determining there was no threat. After a brief moment, seven figures appeared descending. The two busty figures naturally drew the crowd's gaze with their divine appearance.

Three boys and one girl were standing next to them. The girl with the black hair was grinning playfully as she turned to look at the person next to her who had blue and black hair with his blue emerald eyes.

The boy snorted harshly as soon as it saw the look of ridicule of the formal's face. As the current event unfolded, the figures next to them chuckled.

A voice said, "Greetings ladies of the Ein Schwert Dukedom".

"Greeting, Viscount Averil " the woman in blue replied.

"It hadn't been long since we met and yet you seemed to have grown more beautiful my lady"

"You and your sweat talk, I guess I found why my sister was so fond of you" another voice could be heard.

The man then turned to face the other figure and murmured, "It's my pleasure" in a submissive tone.

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The woman in green was embraced by the individual next to the man.

"How have you been?" .

"I have been well sister" .

"Where is alice ?"

A voice full of delight rang forth, "I am here, aunt ".

"Oh my, Alice you seemed to have grown taller my dear".

"Right" .

A figure approached, "Thank you for having us here, Count and Countess Morgaine " said the boy with blue hair.

"You seem to have grown young man huh.... have you reached 2nd star ?".

"Ahhh...Yes" the man replied awkwardly.

After a brief pause the middle-aged man said," Hahaha sure enough you have your old man's swordmenship talent inherited".

The blue-haired boy laughed , "Haahahhaha".

'What kind of monster is he to achieve this stage at such a young age?' the man wondered to himself, 'Isn't he just 15 this year but has already reached 2nd star?'

The voice said, "Why don't you just leave me be?" with much anger.

A boy and girl with black hair were dragging a man with blue and black hair and emerald eyes.

Then all eyes moved towards the individuals. They left the child with the black and blue hair after noticing the many people's interested looks. The boy with the black and blue hair let out a breath of relief.

Just when the boy thought that his troubles have came to an end he was approached by a small figure. The tiny figure was dressed in extravagant clothing, her face dedicate yet pure. Her face shone with light as if she was filled with boundless happiness.

Beads of sweat started pouring on the boys face as he looked at the miniature figure. The boy knew at this moment the earlier troubles were small as ants compared to the approaching one.

The boy's gaze past everyone present, hoping for someone to come and rescue him from this catastrophe. Understanding the atmosphere everyone diverted their gaze.

Sigh!

With a sign the blue hair boy looked at the miserable figure, his gaze saying ' My little brother you must overcome this obstacle yourself, your elder brother can't help you with this'.

Understanding the deep meaning behind the gaze the blue and black haired boy cursed in his mind.

The boy in blue lost the will to fight back after being brought to a corner of the mansion and decided to let the unknown decide his fate.

A black-haired boy approached the red-haired girl in the meantime, folding her arms and wearing a puzzled expression that seemed to be asking when this would all finish.

The boy with dark hair asked, "How have you been, cousin?".

"Just holding in," the girl answered, giving a tough look.

"Should we head inside?" The lad with blue hair asked, gesturing toward the location of the earlier incident.

Understanding the meaning "Sure" a voice replied.

The big, opulent-looking mansion featured numerous expensive-looking decorations, a large number of staff members, and a blue ball that lit up red when it was within two meters of the viewer.

There was a big ladder that led to the upper floor and numerous rooms. There were three individuals moving up the ladder and entering a chamber.

With the exception of a bed and some furniture holding books, the room was nearly empty.

The woman with the red hair collapsed onto the bed, revealing a magnificent array of gracefully arranged hair and a gracefully composed face. The only feature missing from her appearance was a smile, which was replaced by an expression of exhaustion and lack of energy.

"Clear enough you haven't changed " the boy with black hair said.

"Why should I?" asked the redhead girl in response.

Seeing the atmosphere heating up, the blue haired boy intervened "I am tired from the journey. Let's go and rest " saying he looked at the boy with deep meaning.

The boy was dragged even without saying. Seeing how the boy was being dragged the girl had a mixed feeling, her gaze carrying loneliness.

After the departing left the room she lied down on her closing her eyes. Her exquisite curve shown under the bright sun light. " Young master Arthur ..." she mumbled her face appeared dejected.

In another room, full of antiques and furniture, laughter could be heard as a mob of people conversed . They were mostly filled with middle-aged women. A blue clad figure looked at a distant tower.

Understanding her gaze a middle aged man voiced," My lady you don't have to worry, the children will go with the servants. And you got quite a capable son he will take care of everything " After a brief pause he continued " You have nothing to worry about ".

The middle-aged woman kept silent, a memory resurfacing in her mind.

In a room filled with bookshelf filled with books and records, was a table and near sited was a middle aged man with dark black hair, his aura spread across the room engraving his majestic image. His gaze firm as he looked at his interlocutor.

She had a exquisite figure, her skin smooth, white , her face refined and her large balloons barely in place.

" Azreal is already nine years old and it's already late, so I called a mage from the mage tower so that we can check his elements and why did you sent him off even before he checked Azreal's elements?" asked the busty figure, her arms folded holding the balloons.

" Cause this is father's order" answered the man.

Returning back from her memory, she said," Yeah, let's do it that way ".