Einer thought Garden wouldn't answer, but the woman said, "It doesn't matter, you were just trying to survive." "But aren't you angry?" "I'm used to this kind of thing, and I've had plenty of chances to get it back at you, so don't be shy." Einer swallowed awkwardly, not thinking he would receive such a cold reply but he smiled. "Alright, I'll try to be strong enough to receive your revenge... Garden." Garden glanced at Einer coldly at the man calling her name. "You said not to be shy," if Garden took issue with Einer calling her like they were close friends, "and also, we are siblings." "Don't get your hopes up, especially since you still haven't proven your worthiness to be a Perceus to the others. You have the privilege just because you're father's son." Einer was a little confused by Garden's words, but their car stopped in front of a convenience store. "Are you going to buy something?" asked Einer, but Garden ignored him and got out of the car. Einer fol
Einer didn't answer immediately; he watched Ben's face for a while and remembered that at his wedding with Chelsea, Ben wasn't present which meant he must not know that Chelsea already had a husband. Einer smiled, his confidence rising so he boldly extended his hand first; inviting a handshake. "Yes, I am Chelsea's husband, Einer." "Einer?" "Yes, that's my name. Sound strange?" "Ahaha, it's just a little unique but not weird, sir." Einer looked at Ben with a cold look, as his hand was not returned by the interlocutor who now turned his attention away from Einer. "Put the coffee here, Megan." Whether Ben intentionally or not ignored Einer's hand, it was clear that the feeling of abandonment was always something annoying. Fortunately, Einer was still able to restrain himself and retract his hand, then acted calmly as before when Ben sat down on the same sofa as him with the two cups of coffee he had brought. "Please enjoy the coffee, Mr. Einer," Ben said, inviting Ei
Einer leaned back in his car and waited for Garden. The beauty and luxury of the car amazed him once again, and again questioned this reality that seemed like a dream. "It's amazing, Einer; in one night you went through so many steps, it made you surpass people faster than normal speed. You're very lucky," Einer said, momentarily forgetting his headache as he mused. "It would be great if I used this great opportunity to find mom, I could definitely find her faster." Einer was deep in thought, when suddenly the rain came heavily and without warning. "Oh my, why is it suddenly raining?" Einer panicked, the rainwater seemed to soak his body quickly and when he was about to open the car door, he saw the surroundings were very dry. "What the...?" Einer was stunned, and as he looked at the ground, the wet area formed a circle that locked onto Einer only. A localized rain that only soaked one person; a very strange phenomenon until Einer heard someone laughing. "Haha! That's
"God has really helped me, and I won't waste the chance he's given me. I won't let Einer go again." Robert was just a good listener, he didn't say much because he knew very well what kind of difficulties Oliver had experienced during the time he lost Einer. Robert would probably speak up to give other information. "My lord, I have news of the success of the White Tulip mission." Oliver's attention was distracted from the screen for a moment. He smiled. "So she's completed the mission I gave her? That's a good thing, she's proven her worth once again," Oliver said, turning his chair to face Robert who was standing behind him. "Since she's coming back, it's a good coincidence to give Einer a surprise after his terrible training. When will she be home?" "Based on her information, she should arrive before dinner tonight." "Good. Prepare a dining table just for me and my beautiful daughter in her room." "Yes, my lord." Oliver returned to facing the screen, letting Robert
"Mother?" The woman smiled, stroking Einer's head. For a moment Einer thought, and he realized that this was a dream. Einer knew he was having a lucid dream right now, but he wanted to deny that this was a dream. The happiness, the warm smile and the woman's touch felt so real. Einer even remembered what Oliver had said to him and once again tried to deny that this woman who always treated his warmly, was not that good. "Mother... I miss you~" "Einer, I'm never far from you. Don't miss me to the point of making you cry like this, because we are inseparable." "I know, but I feel really empty without you." The woman, Zia, only smiled without replying. Then her smile faded as she looked at Einer's neck. "Einer, where is your necklace?" Einer looked confused, but when he touched his neck, the necklace was missing. Einer also remembered why the necklace, which he had never taken off, had disappeared from its usual place. "Einer, you promised me not to take off your necklace, rig
Einer absolutely didn't want his cake to encounter the dirty dust from the floor, so he slapped Chris' hand away and gave Chris a little shock. "Oh wow, look what this loser do." Chris hit Einer’s head, slapped his face to fell. “Do you just slap my hand? How dare you! Who do you think you are, huh?” Anton kicked Einer, stopping him to stood up. “A boy who came to this place with pity, how dare you touch Chris with your dirty hands!" "Chris, you need to wash your hands with soap or Routa's stench will follow your body. You don't want the smell of the slum to stick to you, do you?" said Sam, Chris's friend. "Shit! I'm going to take a shower after this." Chris looked so annoyed. "I'm going to clean my body so I don't smell like an orphan from the rundown Routa!" Chris left Einer who still had nothing to say. After they left, Einer picked up the cake and tried to fix it a little. He was angry that Chris had ruined his cake, but didn't have the power to fight back since he ha
“Are there any other injured parts, sir?” The Baron asked, having finished covering the wound on Einer’s forehead with a medium-sized plaster. Einer shook his head in response. He simply did not expect this kind of thing to happen, whereas last night it looked like everything would be fine and back to normal. But they were silent for a few seconds before the Baron spoke up again. “Are you surprised by what just happened?” asked Baron, making Einer look at him, but Einer said nothing and Baron continued his sentence. “I think you shouldn’t be too surprised if Madame Amelia has already told you about this kind of situation.” Einer was pensive with a frown, digesting the Baron’s words. He tried to remember if Amelia had ever told Einer about a case like this before, as the Baron had said. And Einer finally remembered .... A week ago, at the dinner table between him and Amelia, she had said it but Einer didn’t really care. “During a relapse, Chelsea will usually fee
"What are you doing, loser...?" "Avoiding you. Did you think I'd stay still when you threw your hands at me?" Einer replied, didn't look afraid. But that calm answer made Chris' eyes bulge with anger. "What did you say? How dare you say that?" Chris tried to hit Einer again, but this time Einer was able to hold him back. "It turns out that we're just as strong, but why have I always kept quiet when you hit me? I was a fool, but now I'll stop." Einer pushed Chris away from him. "Because only a fool does nothing when he is hurt." "Wow... awesome. Did you just experience the 'reborn' phenomenon? You sound like a different person, not like that loser who always keeps his head down." Chris approached Einer. "This doesn't suit you, Einer. Stop acting like a lion. I don't understand where you got the luxury car in front of this building, but do you think that just by sitting in its seat, you can raise your level?" Einer just stared at Chris who was trying to bring him down by mo