FVN Chapter 417: 252 Regrets are Too Late (Second Update)_1
Chapter 417: 252 Regrets are Too Late (Second Update)_1
Chapter 417: Chapter 252 Regrets are Too Late (Second Update)_1
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From the moment he left the quarry, Drey had been in a very bewildered state.
When the butler found him, he was teaching the quarry workers and children basic arithmetic and literacy to enable them to operate steam engines in the future.
In his eyes, the owner of the quarry was already an incredible figure, yet he groveled before another elderly man, devoid of his usual haughty demeanor, which made Drey realize that this old man must also be an important figure.
Nevertheless, the elderly man turned out to be quite amiable. After confirming that he was Drey, the man immediately invited him to the side of the passageway and set out for Yifate.
This time, they didn’t crawl through the passage, but rather opened the great doors, entered the Shadows in a carriage, and sped to Yifate.
There was Holy Water bestowed by the Goddess of Mercy in the carriage, capable of resisting the incursion of Shadows for a short time, but expensive to produce and seldom used.
But for a fifth-level noble, such expenditure was nothing.
Learning that the carriage burned through his daily wages in a second, Drey couldn’t help but close his eyes and silently calculate how much money he had burnt on this single trip.
Soon, however, he couldn’t resist opening his eyes again to gaze at the Shadows outside, for such opportunities were rare.@@@@
With thick smoke billowing in the depths of Shadows, granular shadows tumbled in the mist, and a mere breath might lead to infection with the shadow disease.
The concentration of Shadows here was extraordinarily high, and inhalation would likely accelerate the onset of the disease, with death expected within a couple of days.
Despite this, Drey had to admit that the scenery deep within the Shadows was stunningly beautiful.
There was only blackness, but it had a special sense of depth. Vast amounts of black mist danced in the air, taking on various shapes, forming different landscapes.
It was a dreamlike view, with the mysterious and somber Shadow World peeling away time and space, even silencing sounds, engulfing one in a phantasmagorical scene.
“It’s just that the family is adept at making money, that’s all. Please, this way, Sir Kevin has been waiting for some time.”
At this moment, Kevin was already dressed and awaiting Drey’s arrival.
However, unlike the welcoming he extended to Tang Mo, he didn’t have his wife or mistresses present, but rather waited alone with his confidants.
When they saw each other, they both felt it was somewhat incredible.
Despite some differences in height, completely different attire, and slightly dissimilar features, upon seeing each other, they still felt a certain kinship.
But soon, Drey came to his senses, saluted Kevin, and said, “Nice to meet you, Sir Kevin. Sir Kevin?”
Kevin was stunned for even longer than Drey had been.
In a daze, he seemed to see his own father, whose mannerisms and attire were identical to the man before him.
In that moment, Kevin could no longer ignore the question rising within him, whether the man before him resembled his father more than he did himself.
After scrutinizing Drey, he turned and walked away, leaving a bewildered Drey behind.
Passing through the long corridor, his voice echoed from the other side, “Give him an identity... a trainee butler will do. If he performs well enough, let him stay.”
“Understood, Sir Kevin.”
The butler bowed respectfully and then said to Drey standing nearby, “This way, Mr. Drey.”
He led Drey to the washroom for a bath, applied perfume, added hair wax, changed his clothes, and the transformed Drey emerged anew.
If the inhabitants of this world could see each other’s six dimensions, they would undoubtedly say, “As expected of a character with 19 points of charm, truly terrifying in its impact.”
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