"They have actual weapons here!" My eyes twinkled.
The props were well done. It resembled their family mansion if it were to be neglected for many years. Many moving paintings were plastered onto the walls alongside the fancy wallpapers. Faint hints of dust swirled around the floors, making me cough a couple of times. Everything gave out an ancient feel from resembling the furniture from the third district. Meanwhile, I avoided all the daggers and swords scattered around the floor.
I picked up a dagger, finding it light enough to carry. However, I failed to lift the swords, which were heavy metals. I was disappointed with the lowest floor, the reviews mentioning how everyone ran out in the middle. I could see through all the illusions of people screaming and objects dashing towards me. Instead, I briefly froze when I threw a dagger to one of the machines, producing some crackling light like it was broken..
"Is this really the lowest floor?" I wondered.
"We'll have to improve this floor," Alex agreed as his family owned this amusement park.
"Would you like me to increase the difficulty level?" A worker suddenly appeared in front of us.
"You even have fairies here?" I could recognize them at first glance now.
"How did you figure out?" The fairy stepped backwards.
The fairy had an overwhelming amount of mana drifting out of him. His glimmering silver hair resembled the people from the Roselia family. I gasped from finding it perfectly identical when shining some light on him, the light bouncing off in the same way. In fact, he could be mistaken as an older version of Luke, both of them possessing the same angular jaw, large ocean blue eyes and high cheekbones.
"I'm close with the gatekeeper," I shrugged.
"Are you two related?" I started to compare them.
"Are you from the Roselia family?" He noticed our similarities.
"He's from the Roselia family," I gestured my hand towards Luke.
"I am your ancestor, the founder of the Roselia family," the fairy revealed.
Luke was stunned, staring at his ancestor who turned into a fairy after his death. While Alex was already sending a message to his parents and uncle. I wondered how his ancestor turned into an amusement park worker. He was probably the one scaring everyone on the lowest floor, possessing enough mana to pull out a variety of spells. Compared to the rest of Luke's family members, he seemed laid back with his friendly grin.
"You should have told me you hired fairies," I turned to Alex.
"We don't hire fairies," Alex was equally surprised from the reveal.
"They're paying you the proper wage, right?" I faced the founder of the Roselia family.
"I'm doing this for free. I had enough of working for money while I was alive," he didn't think much of it.
"Your family is rich now. You can ask them for money while enjoying your time here. You're the founder," I suggested.
"My stringent son made sure I wouldn't be able to touch anything even after my death," he sadly smiled.
"Or you can ask Luke to buy everything for you," I offered another alternative.
"Would you?" He turned to Luke.
"I will have to ask my father," Luke hesitated.
"Uncle said to cancel the outing for today. He wants us to visit granduncle's mansion," Alex turned to Luke.
"What about the agreement?" I didn't want to leave.
"He said they'll make it up by giving you the rest of the two days in the future," he urged me to begin walking to the entrance.
With the addition of a fairy, Charles' jaw almost dropped. He couldn't stop staring back and forth between the founder of the Roselia family and Luke. I stepped into the private teleportation gate, usually used for emergencies. Although I was greatly disappointed that I had only spent three hours in the amusement park, they were giving me more hours than promised in return. I briefly froze when I noticed Alex's parents inside grandfather's office, sitting down on the couch beside William.
"It's their fault for hiring fairies," I blurted so they couldn't blame anything on me.
"Let me introduce myself. I am Louis de Roselia, the founder of the Roselia family," Louis noticed the stiff atmosphere.
"This is the chance to ask them for money," I whispered to him.
"How much wealth do they possess now?" Louis lowered his voice so only I could hear.
"A thousand million Aris is nothing to them. They probably have hundreds of billions Aris in the bank. They even own multiple famous banks," I told him everything I knew.
"This is much more than what my son gathered," Louis was impressed.
"Let us offer you a mansion while you stay in this dimension," Luke's grandfather was respectful towards him.
"I would also like several billion Aris to fund my stay," Louis tried to see if they would accept his request.
"I'm afraid it will take time since we will have to open a bank account," Luke's grandfather surprisingly accepted.
"You're not asking for enough," I elbowed Louis.
"Why ask for money when you can own the bank?" I pointed out.
"Rika, I will give you an additional day if you don't interrupt our conversation," Luke's grandfather noticed our exchange together.
"Two additional days and I will tell you our entire exchange," I tried to negotiate.
"He's exactly the same as my son," Louis mumbled as he watched us.