Transcendent Dawn

Chapter 556: 0556: Banquet (Additional 1000, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 556: Chapter 0556: Banquet (Additional 1000, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Gazing at Beryl in this state, Su Lu sighed softly to himself.

The true Beryl had died long ago.

It was he who had transformed her into the Corpse Maiden, who was then subtly influenced by Lady Moon.

Everything about her spiritual body was laid bare just now, looking like a ragdoll that had been shattered and mended countless times.

‘Hmm… Lady Moon was the first, Shewinado the second, and I was the third… In reality, her spiritual body has been shattered and stitched back together thrice, making her a monstrous stitched abnormality… in her soul?’

‘But who cares as long as she does her job properly.’

A golden light flashed in Su Lu’s eyes, as he perfectly grasped Beryl’s current state of mind and spiritual body, and he asked, “How do you feel?”

“I feel… more devoted to serving you, master.”

Beryl answered, her eyes slightly unfocused.

“Good… I will aid you in advancing to the [King of the Undead] as soon as possible!”

It was a level five legendary occupation, and Su Lu had kept her level suppressed out of fear that Beryl would become uncontrollable.

In truth, the fact that Lady Moon saw her as a ‘vessel’ was indicative of the kind of remarkable talent she possessed in the path of the undead.

“At your command.”

Beryl answered respectfully.

At this moment, not only did she have Su Lu’s mark of slavery on her forehead, but her spiritual body was also influenced by Su Lu. She could outright be classified as a ‘zealot,’ and this made Su Lu fairly confident in her.

Even if she was to rebel after advancing, what could a mere fifth level entity possibly do?

“Also… find an appropriate time to let Rod know of my return and make preparations to meet.”

Rod was now a personage of significance, and the sudden appearance of a younger brother would surely cause some troubles. Su Lu was not prepared to reveal himself openly given the vast chasm between gods and humans.

“I understand.”

Beryl opened her mouth and suddenly found herself back in reality.

“Head of the household?”

Several maids stared at her curiously, tentatively asking, “Is there anything else you need us to do?”

“You… clean the floor again.”

Beryl pointed distractedly at the floor, her heart trembling, “Just now… the master was here indeed, but it doesn’t seem as if time has passed in the outside world… Is this the master’s ability?”

“The master’s level… is perhaps already…”

…

The servants at Downton Manor noticed that the master seemed a little off today.

He seemed unusually excited, and even arranged a small dinner party in the evening, but dismissed all the servants, leaving only the mistress, the little master, and the housekeeper.

This would be considered inconceivable amongst other aristocrats.

How could there be no maid to handle the utensils, cut the meat, serve the dishes, or pour the wine during a meal? This would be seen as the behavior of uncultured upstarts.

Unfortunately, the master enforced this order with resolute determination. They weren’t hereditary maids with generations of servitude amongst aristocrats, but contract workers receiving wages, thus they had no choice but to comply.

Had they been present at the table, they would have seen that four sets of utensils had been laid out, but the fourth wasn’t for the housekeeper as they might have imagined.

At the long dining table, amidst the untouched feast, Rod paced back and forth, glancing at the wall clock from time to time and nervously rubbing his hands, a look of excitement on his face.

“Beryl, did you really see him? He said he would come, didn’t he?”

Beryl stood behind the vacant dining chair, looking like an ordinary maid. Upon hearing his question, she answered, “Master said he would definitely come back.”

“Good…I can finally see him, where the hell did he go? He was gone for so long!”

Rod sounded a bit excited, and also a bit upset.

“Mummy…”

On the side, a little girl, whose skin was as delicate and white as milk, blinked her big, glistening eyes and curiously asked, “Who are we waiting for?”

“He is your father’s younger brother, your uncle… a very capable gentleman. Remember to be polite when you meet him, okay?”

Anfi embraced her daughter, instructing her in a low voice.

Ding! Ding!

The clock in the living room struck.

At the same time, a figure quickly appeared in the living room, taking the form of Su Lu.

Unlike Beryl, who kept her eyes downcast and dared not look directly at Su Lu, Rod and Anfi, and little Rolin, didn’t notice anything amiss.

Surprisingly, Rod couldn’t sense any powerful aura from his younger brother, who seemed to be just like a commoner.

“My brother!”

He rushed forward, giving Su Lu a firm embrace, “You’ve gone too far, disappearing for such a long time!”

“Apologies… There were things I had to do.”

Su Lu replied with a hint of regret, then turned toward Anfi, “It’s been a long time!”

“As long as you’re back safe. Rolin, quickly call uncle!”

Anfi returned his greeting with a smile, gripping Rolin’s little hand and prompting her.

“Uncle! Uncle!”

Rolin called out cheerily.

“Good girl!”

Su Lu patted his niece on the head and sighed, “Our Pottery family finally has a next generation.”

As he thought of this, he recalled [Sacred Warrior] James and, presumably, many more [Sacred Warriors] and [Guardians of God] serving the Goddess Church!

He was now capable of seeking revenge from the Goddess Church!

“Indeed…”

A hint of redness appeared in the corner of Rod’s eyes, probably due to thoughts of their missing parents.

“I promise, everything will get better.”

Su Lu took his seat and picked up his knife and fork.

The act of eating was completely meaningless for his incarnation, or to put it another way, the only meaning it had was to fulfill a desire for gourmet food, and nothing more.

“Please!”

Beryl stepped forward and poured wine from the swan-neck glass decanter, which had been allowed to breathe.

As Su Lu watched this scene, he was filled with mixed emotions.

Perhaps it was best to let Rod continue living this way as a form of blessing?

…

After the dinner party, in the study.

Anfi had taken Rolin to her bedroom to help her sleep, Beryl stood on guard outside the door, always ready to obey any command.

In the room, only the two brothers remained.

“This is a cigar from the southern plantations. Its taste is quite good, would you like to try it?” Rod lit the cigar and started puffing on it.

“No need.”

Su Lu sat on the sofa, looking at Rod.

With a couple of mustaches on his lips, Rod had the aura of a successful person.

“How have you been in these past few years?” Su Lu asked.

Indeed, this was just a pointless question, as his shadow clone had been watching everything all along. But of course he couldn’t admit that, or he might risk receiving Rod’s furious hammer attack.

“It’s been okay. The Kro family has taken good care of me, thanks to you. Guardian Mr. Monahan also asked me about your whereabouts. I told him that you had gone on a trip. He didn’t suspect anything. For a legendary professional, disappearing for just a few years isn’t considered particularly long, unless it’s been more than ten or even dozens of years!”

Rod answered.