Chapter 2-Party

Chapter 2 - Party

As he collected his thoughts, a voice called out to him from below.

"Young master, everyone is waiting for you in the Mansion. Your father said you must prepare yourself now."

Dave looked towards the source of the voice and saw Tessa, his personal maid since childhood. Her family had served Dwight's family for generations, and she was a loyal companion. Tessa had long brown hair and blue eyes, standing at a height of 5'6 feet. Even in her maid uniform, her alluring figure hinted at a noble heritage.

Dwight treated Tessa like a friend, and she was the only one who had the courage to challenge him. Being the youngest and most loved in the family, he was seldom reprimanded by his parents and older siblings. His two brothers had their own families and assisted in managing the clan, while his older sister doted on him fiercely. She was known for her fierce nature, often defeating suitors who tried to court her. Many were drawn to her exceptional beauty, but they returned home bruised and wounded.

Dave smiled as he gracefully descended from the tree, landing on the ground. His every movement seemed otherworldly, and Tessa couldn't help but blush. She never expected Dwight to possess such grace, as he was notorious for his laziness and lack of motivation. He rarely practiced or engaged in martial arts, preferring to laze around instead.

Despite his lack of power and motivation, Dwight had no shortage of admirers. Numerous princesses and daughters of prominent clans sought his hand in marriage, but he ignored their advances, rarely leaving the mansion.

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Approaching Tessa, Dwight playfully pinched her red cheeks and replied, "Why rush? Let them wait, hehe."

Dwight chuckled, enjoying teasing Tessa, who had grown accustomed to his actions. He was aware of Tessa's affection for him, but she hesitated to cross the line, believing she lacked the qualifications to be with him.

Tessa retorted, "I'm not joking, your father and the guests are already waiting for you."

Undeterred, Dwight embraced her waist and said with a smile, "Yes, but you're coming with me too."

He grinned mischievously as they went to prepare themselves, ignoring Tessa's blushing face.

...

Inside the Starlight Mansion, many prominent figures from various places had gathered to celebrate Dwight's birthday. It was well-known that most attendees had their own goals and agendas, using the occasion to form new connections.

Dwight's father, David, graciously entertained the guests, commanding their respect. With a handsome face, short black hair, and a height of 6 feet, he exuded the aura of a 9-star swordsman. He wore a confident smile as he conversed with the attendees.

In this world, individuals could choose their own paths based on their skills or family inheritance. The most common paths were mage and warrior, with the swordsman class being particularly challenging due to its focus on understanding sword techniques. While some pursued multiple paths, experts advised sticking to one to achieve mastery.

David had numerous connections and friends who were experts from different parts of the world. He himself was renowned as one of the top swordsmen, having reached the pinnacle of his class.

Suddenly, a voice called out to David, asking about the whereabouts of his nephew.

David looked towards the voice and recognized his martial brother, Lucas Kraig. Though not related by blood, their shared experiences and hardships had forged a deep bond, treating each other as siblings. Lucas, a 9-star warrior, had the same height as David, with shiny blue hair and a muscular physique befitting his prowess in physical combat. He led the Kraig Clan, one of the top clans, though slightly weaker than the Starlight Clan.

David sighed and replied, "You know, he hasn't changed. He's still as lazy as ever and lacks motivation. When I asked him why, he said, 'Everyone will eventually die, so why not live the life you enjoy and avoid unnecessary hardships.'"

Lucas patted David's shoulder and said, "He has a point, but he's still a teenager who needs experience and adversity. Let him enjoy his youth."

David nodded and asked, "Where is my niece? Didn't she come with you?"

Lucas smiled and replied, "She's waiting with her friends at the gate, for her peers to join her."

David nodded and led Lucas to meet his other friends.

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As everyone engaged in conversations and pursued their own interests, they suddenly heard footsteps. All eyes turned towards the newcomers, recognizing them instantly.

"Look! It's the Emperor of the Fire Empire, accompanied by the Empress and the princess."

Whispers filled the room as everyone's attention focused on the distinguished guests. Many greeted them, seeking formality and hoping to gain favor.

The emperor, Alfred, had red hair reaching his shoulders. With a height similar to David's and a 9-star mage, he exuded a captivating presence. He was a handsome middle-aged man, adorned in a red robe bearing the insignia of the royal family.

True to the Fire Empire's name, Alfred specialized in fire-type magic. His wife, Selena, had white hair flowing down to her waist, standing at a height of 5'4 feet. With captivating white eyes, she too possessed great beauty in her youth.

While the emperor and empress interacted with the attendees, the princess wore an irritated expression, clearly not pleased to be there. Lilia, with long red hair and striking green eyes, rivaled her mother in beauty. At the age of 16, she had already reached the pinnacle of a 2-star mage, earning her the reputation of a prodigy.

The reason behind her anger remained unknown, but it stemmed from Dwight. Her older sister harbored an obsession with him, constantly talking about him and even displaying his picture in her room. Lilia acknowledged his handsomeness but disliked him for his lack of motivation and reliance on his parents' power.

Reluctantly, she attended the event as her parents commanded, though her discontent was evident.