4 Odin's Fear 1

Leo had yet to discover how deeply he had instilled fear into the Baron's son and his followers, and more importantly, how that would affect his plans. He was still trying to face his confusing situation.

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<Three hours before>

In a place built much like an old estate property, one house stood out.

That is the Baron's house, while the rest are his relatives' houses.

The place looked quite exquisite to be the house of a villager. Anyone with common sense would know that the house belonged to a low-class noble just by the silver that was used to decorate the house.

While one could hear the shouting of the Baron's children and relatives and servants talking, the place always seemed to have an odd silence.

Servants could be seen walking around doing chores and fulfilling orders, their head lowering at the sight of the Baron and his relatives.

Any mistake, even a simple one, would result in severe punishment. That was the rule that all the servants remembered with their lives on the line.

On the contrary, as the Baron had elevated his siblings from commoners to nobles, they would proudly raise their heads high in arrogance simply because they could. To the residents of this village, their orders were like orders from the gods.

No servant would even dare think of disobeying their orders—even the words of a little boy of two years counted.

In this place, there are two types of servants. The first are called Royal servants, whom serve in the Baron's house only. The rest of the servants are not titled and serve the Baron's relatives' homes.

Each and every servant is between the fourth and seventh stage of Body Tempering.

The Normal and untitled Servants are usually in the fourth and fifth stage, while the Royal Servant are in the Sixth and Seventh stage of the body tempering realm.

They have the honour and pride of being a Royal servant as they have the right to order the normal servants. However, they are not allowed to misuse this right.

Relatives can only order available servants that are not completing other jobs. Only the Baron, his wife, and his children have the right to have their orders and directions supersede previous given orders.

The Baron's son finally arrived at the Estate, his face full of anxiety, as he ran towards the Baron's Mansion.

Despite being the son of a Baron, he knew his level and he also knew the power of a Cultivator as he was at the third stage of Body Cultivation.

He was also afraid that Leo might have the backing of a person with a higher nobility rank than his father. He knew that the lower the rank of a person's talent, the more resources required for cultivation. If Leo is really a 'no talent', then it would take a fortune to bring him to that level.

To cultivate a 'no talent' like Leo, it must have taken a lot of resources. And, to have that many resources, then the backer is really not someone to be trifled with—unless they got the wrong information, and Leonel is not a 'no talent' useless waste.

That's what he wanted to ask his father right now as his personal servant just informed him that his father had returned from the Meeting of Barons.

It's just that today, he decided to take a walk alone and take a break from his second world (#Survival Online#), which he usually used to escape the boredom of being locked in the mansion.

The Baron's son has four senior brothers and no sisters. His older brothers do not get along with each other. His first brother, who is already back from the Holy Sword Faction (where he is an outer disciple), is usually quiet now. Something quite unexpected when compared to the him before he entered the sect. His other brothers seemed to like bickering every time they come across each other. No one was is willing to talk to him because they saw see him as their pampered little brother.

'Pampering from our father should be enough for him,' they usually thought. 'Why would he even need our company?'

But little did they know that their junior brother hated the pampering.

The wind brushed his clothes lightly as he rushed to welcome his father.

His speed was many times faster than the fastest Olympic runner before the Qi Sensing Era. It was on par with a cheetah. However, in this world, that speed is considered slow as people with high cultivation could be faster than lightning, some were even faster than light.

It did not take long for him to see his father's carriage packed at the corner of the Compound, a few servants gently moving the horses to the stables.

The carriage was perfectly designed with silver showcasing the work of a perfect Silversmith. Like most carriages nowadays, the horses were magical beasts that were far larger and faster, and thus the carriage was larger and faster. These horse-drawn carriages could easily rival a sports car from before the Qi Sensing Era.

The boy soon reached the Compound, panting heavily. He is not yet in the Qi Cultivation stage where he can use Qi to wash tiredness away from his body.

A white bearded man with a few wrinkles here and there walked out with a phone close to his ear.

"A boy...with silver hair! ...Eying the pill...Okay, I will send my first son to check on this tonight and see...hmm," said the man before going into deep thought while listening to the ranting of the caller.

"..."

"Qi Refining Realm!" His voice was filled with shock.

The expression of the man kept changing, from calm, to frowning, to surprised, then to very surprised.

"We will talk later...okay, bye!" The man concluded, cutting the call immediately. 'I hope it's not who I think it is. Is it really that 'no-talent' brat ?'

The boy seemed to be impatient during the call as he was pacing around the place.

"Father!"

"What's the problem Odin, my son?"

"It's Leo!"