Chapter 640 - Gratitude

Vivi gulped her saliva before she adamantly shook her head. "Impossible, that's impossible."

She repeated the words over and over as she got off the bed. She was walking back and forth with her hand on her chin. 

"There is no way that Mother Luce would have a secret affair," Vivi shook her head. "Then again, how did she know her full name in the first place, her identity is kept secret and only those who earned her service called her Mother Clairvoyant."

Vivi let out a long snort as she furrowed her eyebrows, "She mentioned a dear friend, that means she knew Mother Luce personally."

Vivi looked at the window seeming to see the beautiful garden, but her glance laid to her own faint reflection. 

"Hah~" she let out a sigh before she muttered, "I'm the fortune-teller here but why do I have more questions than my clients."

She slightly massaged her temple as she slowly chew the reality.

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Lyon and Lumina had just finished their brunch together with the latter completely and utterly destroying the former in terms of the volume eaten. It was a contest of a man and a dragon, naturally the former lost.

(The appetite of a woman is always big, a female dragon, wow) said Lyon inwardly as he saw the stack of plates on her side of the table. (The dishwasher is going to have an extremely exhausting day).

"Lyon, there you are."

Lyon raised his eyebrows. He was just about to leave the table before someone called him out. "It's... you?"

"It's Carius," said the old man who had just entered the restaurant. His eyebrows were furrowed as he was a bit irritated by the fact that someone from the Mortal World did not know his name. However, he didn't dare to reprimand the youth.

"What do you want?" asked Lyon. "Have you eaten yet, by the way?"

"Yes, I have, but that's not why I'm here, I want to discuss with you the matter regarding our home."

Lyon furrowed his eyebrows, "Our home?"

"The Mortal World," said Carius as he nodded.

"Oh?" Lyon chuckled. "You got me lost for a second there, haha."

"Clearly," Carius muttered as he furrowed his eyebrows.

"What do you want to talk about?" asked Lyon as he smiled and crossed his arms.

(You would do wonder without that absurd cockiness of yours) thought Carius before he asked. "We need to discuss it with the other two."

"You mean that old man, and that beautiful veiled lady?" asked Lyon as he grinned.

Carius let out a defeated sigh. The two of them along with himself were the three grand pillars of the Mortal World. Their name struck fear on those lands, but in front of the youth, all their accomplishments seemed to amount to nothing.

"Then come with me," said Carius as he turned around.

*ThumP!

Carius's eyes shrunk as he was in the presence of one of Lyon's generals. 

His glasses flashes as he readjusted it with a push from his middle finger. "You seem to be quite full of yourself, ordering my emperor around without any respect."

Carius could hear the soft violin of death from his soul.

"Stand down, Assid," Lyon smiled.

"Understood."

The moment the words were laid, he had vanished whilst Carius's goosebumps were still on the rise. 

Lyon stood up before Lumina took one last tap with the napkin against her lips. He walked off then patted Carius's shoulder before he continued onward, Lumina quickly followed him after that.

Carius blinked his eyes before he rushed forward to follow Lyon's pace. He was usually the one that was being followed, but it was the other way around this time. He couldn't believe it, but the youth was more powerful than him even though they came from the same origin.

"Oh? Where are you going?"

Lyon's eyes turned radiant as he saw the person smirking at him. "Cecile!"

Cecile crossed her arms before the three in front of her stopped. "It seems like you want something from my husband?"

"I-I do," Carius nervously nodded.

Cecile chuckled to his dismay.

"Cecile, did you get what you want from that lady fortune-teller?" asked Lyon.

Cecile let out a sigh before she shrugged. "Sadly, no."

Lyon raised his eyebrows, "Oh? I guess not even a fortune-teller could predict what you want, haha!" (Damn, not even a fortune-teller?!).

"No, it's not like that," said Cecile as she chuckled. She seemed to understand what exactly her husband was thinking. 'It's just that she is still a newbie in terms of reading fate."

"A newbie? What do you mean a newbie?" asked Lyon. (Don't tell me they have levels and stuff).

"They have levels, or should I say, a hierarchy of class? Depending on their level, they could see certain things normal humans cannot."

Lyon snorted with a smile. "How come we don't have that in the Mortal World."

Cecile shrugged her shoulder as she shook her head, "Their group has always been in the secretive type, they basically do whatever they want but with some principles."

Cecile noticed her husband's furrowed brows with his nose slightly perked up.

"I will explain it to you later, it seems like the noble family of the Mortal World has some words to discuss with you," Cecile smiled as she averted the attention to the old noble.

Carius was still stupefied by the fact that fortune-tellers had an entire system of their own. "U-Uh.... right, please follow me."

Cecile raised her eyebrows as Carius walked past her. She naturally joined her husband and Lumina afterward, but the sudden change of personality left Cecile slightly wondering. "What happened to him?"

"A small attitude adjustment," commented Lumina with a flat expression.

"Oh?" Cecile smiled. "Well, I guess even the strict Carius needed some lesson after all."

Cecile chuckled and brought a slight blush to the old man she was talking about. However, the latter didn't even dare to ball his fist now. He could only take it inside his heart. After all, the young man was also responsible for him to be able to breathe and see the next dawn. Without him, he was doomed to die with a grin on his face and a spit on First Heaven.

As the three of them were led by Carius, Wanda and Cherie could be seen from a corner looking at them. Nobody knew what the mother and daughter duo were thinking.

Soon the three of them arrived in front of a door inside the Sverine Inn.

"Oh? You guys stay inside Tael's room?" asked Cecile as she raised her eyebrows before she burst in to chuckle. "I-I see, though you guys seemed to be at odds with each other, deep down you love each other as brothers."

Carius had his eyebrows twitched as he heard her comment. "Me with that sword freak? No way!"

"I can hear you, you know," Tale responded from the other side of the door.

*Click

The door was pushed open by Carius before he proceeded to walk inside.

Lyon was the next. He noticed that the room was not shabby at all, considering it was for the Mortal World. However, he noticed that only three of them were present. Tael, Carius, and the matriarch of the Yuki Clan. She still had her veil on even after this time. (That veil is much more powerful than the Golden Dragon to me).

"Ah, I know you would come, in fact, I know you are near," Tael laughed.

Lyon narrowed his eyes, "Don't make this disgusting old man."

"Hahaha, please do forgive me," said Tael as he casually bow. His easy-going nature most time clashed with Carius but everyone knew that the latter yearned to become the former, at least, a little.

"However, young master Lyon," addressed Tael, "You see, my sword here is always vigilant, and because of that it rattles greatly whenever it is near your presence."

"Well, that's a situation I can do nothing about," Lyon shook his head dejectedly. with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Then I will address you as young master as well," said the matriarch of the Yuki Clan with a smile behind her veil.

"Okay," Lyon nodded as he crossed his arms. 

The matriarch smiled before she nodded. "The first thing that I, no, that we want to tell you is that."

She bowed under his surprised eyes before the other two followed. All three leaders of the Mortal World were currently bowing to a man of the later generation. It was unprecedented.

"Thank you! Young Master Lyon."

Their resounding gratitude would bring tears to anyone, but Lyon and the rest of his group. He smiled at their gesture, but their status meant nothing to him.

Nevertheless, they came from the same world as him. They had been severely bullied in this place even though they were extremely respected and feared back in their home, however, all of that will change from now on.. The future of the Mortal World was not as bleak as before.