FVN Chapter 117 Prideful And Shameless
Chapter 117 Prideful And Shameless
[Turn off your Mana Sense and look with your eyes.]
Albert did as told and realized Lucian was still peacefully sleeping on the chair.
[Master, do you think he's using an Artifact or Skill to conceal his Mage Rank and Magical Beast form from being discovered?]
Garm frowned. [I... don't know.]
After a moment, Albert respectfully asked, [How about Master asks Sir Belieth?]
Garm hesitated for a moment, then summoned the courage to ask, [Sir Belieth, do you sense anything unusual about this young man? Is he using an Artifact or Skill to conceal his appearance and Mage Rank?]
[Tch. You can't even identify a mere brat? Useless!] Belieth snorted.
Garm sighed. This was why he would rather not have asked the prideful and shameless existence in his Soul.
[Let me take over your body.]
Without replying, Garm used Soul Swap — a Skill he had learned from Belieth himself, which allowed them to freely change the owner of the body.
A moment later, Garm's dark brown irises were replaced with bright orange irises. Other than the color of the irises, no other physical change occurred.
Seeing the change in his Master's irises, Albert understood what happened, suppressing a sigh, he knelt on both knees.
"This servant welcomes Sovereign Belieth."
Belieth listened, while breathing in the fresh aroma of the world.
"Ahh~! It's nice being able to stretch my body." His hoarse, ancient voice filled with natural killing intent sent shivers down Albert's spine, but he kept smiling, knowing the egotistical Belieth preferred bootlickers over realists.
A few strokes of his ego and anything he wanted would be handed to him.
"Albert, good work!" Belieth patted his shoulder.
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Now, standing before Lucian and feeling his threatening gaze, Garm understood the weight of Belieth's words. He felt as though an ancient and powerful Magical Beast was staring down at him like he was its prey.
[What in the name of Hell is a Dragon doing in a Mortal World!?] Belieth questioned, but Garm realized the question was not directed at him. There was still a trace of fear in his voice.
Garm frowned. [Since he's a Magical Beast, I'll kill him.]
[Damnit, why did you of all idiots have to find my Soul Urn in that temple? If even I can't sense his Mage Rank, do you think a Mortal like you can harm him?]
[And don't you dare attack him. He's different from the other Magical Beasts in this world. He's not infected. He's a Human born with a Dragon Bloodline. The lucky bastard.]
"Was that enough of a test?" Lucian calmly asked after deactivating his Dragon's Gaze.
Garm blinked. After composing himself, he nodded, "Yes, it was. I apologize for the misunderstanding. You are, without a doubt, not a Magical Beast."
At that instant, a thunderous cheer erupted.
"Haha! I can continue eating Chef Lucian's Siren's Melody Poached Egg."
"I still haven't tried Chef Lucian's Sous Vide Filet Mignon. If something had happened to him, I don't know how I could have continued living."
"I want to try Chef Lucian's new dishes — Sweet Berry Cream Glazed Dough Balls and Cheese and Herb Garlic Butter Dough Balls."
As Lucian listened to their excited chatter, a small smile graced the corner of his lips. Obviously, he was happy hearing such words.
However, there was one person, who was clearly not excited like the rest — Yax. He was fuming. He had been so close to his revenge, yet Lucian came out unscathed.
'Even though I failed today, I will have you begging for mercy the next time we meet.' Gritting his teeth, he swore as he silently left.
[Host, Yax has left.] The System reminded him.
[Who cares?] Lucian shrugged and said in an indifferent tone. [If the cripple wants to work for my restaurant for free, let him.]
Lucian then coughed, attracting everyone's attention back to him. Smiling, Lucian announced, expecting even louder cheers. "I'm suddenly in a good mood. My restaurant is open for business again."