Chapter 574:- Tigrine Clan's Patriarch

574 Chapter 574:- Tigrine Clan's Patriarch

"Calista...!!!!" A man called out one of his personal maids in a low and lazy tone. His voice broke the silence in the large hall. As he called out to his personal maid named Calista, the whole hall fell into silence again. Other than the soft sound of water, the whole hall was hushed. The personal maid named Calista who was massaging the man's shoulders stopped hearing her master calling her name. Her hands stopped midair as she curiously looked at her master from behind and wondered why he had called her. "Yes....., Master.....!!!!" There was a slight tine of hesitation when she called the man master. However, that hesitation lasted less than a second before she called the man master. Once she replied, the whole hall fell into silence again. There were also two other maids besides Calista who was silently massaging the man's two arms. They were in the swimming pool with the man. The water of the swimming pool only reached their waist. The man was sitting in the swimming pool with his back resting against the wall of the pool and the water level reaching his chest. Neither of the maids made any noise. Their expression never changed. Like an emotionless doll, they continued to do what they were ordered to do. Their movements made no sound at all. Their eyes were only focused on their master's arms. Both maids were really skillful with their hands. Behind the two maids, there were two small crystal cups which were half filled with olive oils. After every seven to eight minutes, both of the maids would take a few drops of the olive oil and rub it on their palms before continuing with their massage without making any noise at all. The two maids were more experienced than Calista. However, compared to the two other maids who were very professional, Calista's actions and her expression clearly showed that she was still an amateur in this. Calista was sitting on the floor with her knees folded and feet directly under the bottom, touching the floor. Her posture was straight. Though she clearly looked very uncomfortable sitting like this. She had been sitting like this for about 2 hours now. The young master loved to relax in his swimming pool and get his whole body massaged by his personal maids. While the other two maids had long adapted to this routine, Calista who was new to this felt that she was reaching the limit of her patience. Sitting like this for so long had restricted the blood flow in her legs. On hearing Calista's response, the young master opened his eyes. He looked at the ceiling of the large hall. His eyes specifically focused on the image of a Throne. The throne wasn't anything special looking. It was a throne that was made by mixing gold, copper, crystal, and other rare materials. What made the Throne special was the thousands of numbers of Tigerkins who were kneeling on the Throne with their heads lowered. The mural on the ceiling was very well-detailed. Even small details such as sand grains weren't ignored. It almost looked as if this mural was real. Looking at the Throne, a small smile formed on the young master's face. He then took a very deep breath. It was a breath of full satisfaction, content, and happiness. In the next second, it was the young Patriarch of the Tigrine clan sitting on the throne. "Calista, please pour me a glass of wine." He said as he stared at the mural with a smile that was full of satisfaction and content. That's right, whoever was the current Patriarch of the Tigrine clan would appear sitting on that throne to the eyes of others. This wasn't just a simple mural. It was a magical mural. Under this mural, there are complex rune arrays that were responsible for this phenomenon.

Before Zarim became the Patriarch, on the throne, it was the previous Patriarch who would appear sitting on the Throne in the mural. But now it was Zarim's face.

Ever since Zarim was really young, he always has fantasized about this. Now he was enjoying his dream life every single day. "As you wish, Master!!!!" Calista wiped her hands with a towel so that the olive oil on her palm didn't touch the glass or the wine bottle. After all, the young master didn't like it when his glass was oily. Sigh!!!

"What is happening?" Zarim stood up and quickly got out of the swimming pool. He hurriedly wrapped a white towel around his waist. Zarim and the three maids looked up at the ceilings. As the cracking sounds grew louder, Zarim suspiciously looked around. A few seconds later, he felt the cracking sounds were coming from above. As he glanced up, he widened his eyes cracking large cracks appearing all over the ceiling. The next thing he knew, the whole ceiling collapsed. Booooom......!!!!

The whole mighty tower that stood in the center of the city had fallen to ruins in a matter of seconds. Once the clouds of dust and debris settled down, Zarim angrily flipped a large broken wall that was on his body and stood up.

His eyes had turned red from anger. His half-naked body was covered in dirt and sand. At the same time, Calista somehow managed to push away the small pieces of debris that were covering her body. As she pushed the debris away, she finally managed to breathe. 'I thought I was going to suffocate to death.' She thought. However, the next thing in her mind was the pain that she felt from her legs. When the ceiling cracked and was about to collapse although she did try to run away, her legs were caught. Both her legs were under a large piece of the broken ceiling. It was impossible for her to move or push the ceiling away. As for the other two maids, they were turned into meat paste. Although Zarim saved himself, he wasn't bothered about the lives of his maids. "Who is this? Come out...!!!!" Zarim roared in a loud voice. "Stop yelling, will you...?" Zarim and Calista both looked above only to find a man with Crimson wings standing in the air right above Zarim. ----------------