Chapter 228 Relocation
?Hi. I'm embarrassed, but. I'm going to have to postpone the additional chapters until tomorrow. I feel like I've been doused in horse shit and don't even have the energy to write more than one chapter. Excuse me.
Enjoy your reading.
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Adam sat on a bench near his headquarters and looked at the bright illumination of the building. Everything here looked beautiful and expensive, undoubtedly attracting the attention of tourists or city residents. The area around the building had essentially turned into a tourist spot. A garden surrounded the building, adorned with various flowers, and occasional concerts sponsored by the Veridia Company were held. All of this contributed to the company's special reputation, as it made every effort to take care of its clients.
Competitors attempted to do something similar but often ended up with less success than Adam. It was understandable, considering not everyone possessed the knowledge and technology he had, creating a significant barrier.
"Well, after such a thing, I don't even know what to do," he thought, sighing as he lit a cigarette. "I'm a bit puzzled about where to go from here. After all, the path to creating a whole country requires a considerable amount of resources and motivation. It's essential to follow both my heart and rationality on this journey."
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The move was completed. Adam happily observed his castle, where he and his family would now live. Along with them, the most important maids and servants also moved, along with a small squad of guards.
The city of Elysium was designed in a medieval style, emitting an aura of antiquity and mystery. Adam liked how everything was arranged. All that was missing were carriages and a special dress code; then the entire city would turn into a kind of role-playing show.
"What a beauty," he muttered, sitting on the balcony and sipping tea.
"Well, you're a strange one. What's good about such a dark style, I can't understand. Okay, Lady Amarantha may live longer than my great-grandmother, but you're a young guy," complained Alexander, who was drinking beer straight from the bottle, dressed in a suit. The man chuckled and wiped the foam from his beard. "Like, what the hell..."
«Enough complaining. And don't be like a barbarian; you'll ruin the suit," Adam could only roll his eyes at his friend's remark. He smiled and shifted his gaze away from his city, illuminated by flickering lights. "Besides, there's a certain charm in such a dark style. Although not many people live here, the city was initially created for entertainment, you know?"
"Pf-f-ft! Ah hahaha!" Suddenly, Alexander burst into laughter, spitting beer on the floor. He coughed and, smirking, said, "You sound like an old man right now, dude. Enough with this medieval stuff; I get it, you're into it!"
"Even if that's the case... ah, forget it. I was just surprised that my perpetually annoyingly noble grandfather turned out to have some unclear connection with demons."
"Listen, it sounds like he slept with demons. Enough of these strange thoughts," Adam said sarcastically, sighing. "Either way, I'm not sure I can do anything with this ring. The demonic energy has dissipated, turning it into an ordinary ring now. You can carry it with you as a beautiful trinket, that's all."
Adam shrugged and smiled, not understanding the reason for Alexander's concerns. He shifted his gaze to the city and smiled, noticing Elyra and Elara in the distance. They were strolling together, buying groceries for tonight's dinner.
Tonight was special for them.
Alexander went to the servant area, where members of the future secret squad would live beside him. At the same time, the castle was lively because today's dinner was not prepared by the maids but by Elyra and Anna, who decided to take charge of the first dinner in the castle. The maids were invited to the table, but, of course, only those who stood out with their work.
And so, twenty people were seated around one table: Amarantha, Adam, Ekaterina, Seraphina, Nyx, Aurora... in short, everyone from our group. Among the special guests was Veronica, and Sierra was absent because she was busy with her affairs in her kingdom. The rest served as maids.
Adam sat at the head of the table, engaging in conversation with the girls, not neglecting the maids who, though initially shy, later joined in the lively conversation without forgetting the formalities. The atmosphere was festive and cheerful.
Adam himself was curious about what the girls would prepare, as he knew the ingredients they would use but had no idea about the actual dishes.
"Anna asked me about my preferences... damn, I detailed everything for her then. She's not overdoing it, is she?' thought Adam, feeling uncomfortable. "I don't want her to stress over my finicky taste in food... damn, now I'm starting to worry."
As someone who couldn't eat soups, Adam had a special list of soups he liked, as well as entire sheets of what he didn't like. In most cases, he preferred dry food.
"Amarantha... should I go and help them? Especially, Anna, she's not feeling well as it is," he asked his primary wife telepathically. "Lately, she can't even move properly."
"Mm... I was worried too, but they assured me everything was fine. We just have to trust them," she replied with a slightly puzzled voice and suddenly laughed. She spoke through laughter, "Also... Anna was so excited, so cute. Like a child cooking for the first time. Ahahaha."
"Heh... I can imagine that."
He shook his head and sighed, just waiting for the moment when the girls would finish their cooking.
To be continued...