Chapter 23 Powerful Pressure! David Asvold!

Arthur walked and finally arrived in front of the mansion.

One word came to mind when he saw the giant door in front of him.

Luxury!

It was too luxurious!

Arthur, who had lived a life of luxury and splendor in his previous life, felt that the Welston family's wealth and grandeur were just a joke in front of Duke Asvold's mansion.

His mansion that he had built in his previous life, which even included the most luxurious residences and mansions in his country, could not at all compare to the one in front of him.

You can imagine how great the power of Duke Asvold's family is.

However, he quickly returned his indifferent expression, and his calmness returned to his small face.

The experiences of his two lives had already changed his mentality thoroughly.

Especially since he had come to this fantasy world where common sense and logic could not play a full role.

Status, wealth, and glory were external forces that could not protect him forever.

One day, it would all be lost and destroyed.

However, if he had a powerful force, he could protect himself, his family, and his loved ones, right?

Duke Asvold's mansion? The Balka Empire?

Those were indeed powerful forces, and even the Balka Empire became one of the pillars of the human continent.

However, it could all be lost if the Elemental Supreme, or even the Elemental Lord, threw up his hands.

Therefore, power was everything!

Especially ever since he read the white book and the black figure that split the continent into four!

which even the Elemental Lord could not do!

Was there a level above Elemental Lord?

He did not know and did not want to know for now because it was still too far away, and his first goal was to build up his strength and collect all the characters in the book so that he could build up his personal strength and army!

Soon, the luxurious door in front of him opened and revealed a huge and luxurious hall!

Diamond and gold statues were the usual furniture in the hall!

There were even statues and decorations that he didn't know what they were made of—after all, this was a fantasy world!

After that, the old servant who had been leading the way looked at Arthur and said lightly, "Young master, right now, the Lord is in the main hall and is waiting for you."

"Please follow me."

The old servant spoke respectfully.

Arthur immediately came to his senses, nodded his head, and said lightly, "Alright, lead the way."

Soon the two of them walked through a long hallway, and Arthur looked around in amazement.

Paintings, sculptures, and various works of art were displayed along the hallway.

As someone who had a high artistic aptitude and judgment in his previous life, he was truly amazed to see this art.

The painters and sculptors of these paintings and sculptures were of a very high level!

Subconsciously, he walked over and saw another giant door in front of him; this door was more luxurious and even looked very majestic.

Suddenly, he felt a huge pressure as he came in front of the door, and he fell to his knees!

*Boom!*

"What a pressure!" Arthur was shocked in his heart and kept trying to fight the pressure!

However, the pressure kept getting stronger and stronger!

"I must be able to withstand it!" Arthur kept muttering, and his face became very pale.

His legs felt so heavy!

He also felt that his legs would break soon if he continued to be pressured like this!

After all, he was just an ordinary person now, and the core inside his body had not even awakened at all.

Just when his vision started to become blurry and he felt like fainting, the pressure immediately disappeared.

He quickly fell over, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead and neck.

His legs were cramping, and he was panting with exhaustion.

After all, the pressure he received was very strong, and his body was also a body without mana or a core.

How could he possibly withstand it?

However, this was a huge blow to him, and he felt that he was very weak in front of him.

Conspiracy? a plan to attack his cheap father and the Balka Empire?

All this was just wishful thinking if not done with strong strength.

"Damn it!"

"For the first time, I feel this feeling."

"Whether in my previous life or even in this world, when Mother was by my side, I felt that I could control everything."

"However, now I feel that I'm like a clown!"

Arthur cursed himself and muttered in annoyance as he bowed his head.

He felt devastated by the fact that he was so weak, and all his plans would just be nonsense if not for a strong force!

He may have been admired and powerful in the previous world as the heir and family of Welston, but would it be the same in this world?

A world that puts strength above all else? A world where the strong eat the weak?

He kept his head down and felt empty in his heart, but soon the smiles of those closest to him in his previous life appeared, and he remembered his original purpose in this world!

Whether it was to protect the people he loved in this world, meet the people he loved in his previous world, or even fight his destiny!

ραпdα nᴏνa| сom "Damn it! I have to keep going!"

"This is all my way to the top of this world!"

Arthur shouted in his heart, and immediately his eyes showed a strong spirit.

He quickly stood up and felt his body lighter.

The old servant, who had been watching Arthur, immediately shook his head and sighed to himself.

"It looks like the awakening won't take long, and the Lord seems impatient to start his plan."

Arthur, who seemed to be in good spirits, did not realize the old servant's thoughts.

He immediately calmed down and looked at the old servant and nodded his head.

The old servant smiled slightly and opened the door.

*Boom!*

The door opened, and Arthur immediately shifted his gaze forward.

He saw a figure sitting on a very luxurious throne.

The figure's posture was very muscular, and he was wearing a white robe.

He rested his hand on a fire-red sword with a blackish pattern.

The figure closes his eyes and looks as if he is asleep.

However, he soon opened his eyes, and an extremely majestic gaze appeared in his fire-red eyes.

Arthur was shocked and felt a strong sense of oppression.

He felt that the pressure exerted by the figure was dozens of times that of the door.

Soon, under his shocked gaze, the figure spoke lightly, "Already coming?"

His sword-like eyes looked at Arthur very sharply.

Arthur felt his back break out in cold sweat, and he looked back at the majestic figure on the throne and muttered in his heart, "David Asvold!"