Snap!
The moment Glenn flicked his fingers, the audience chamber shook a little.
The flow of mana, which used to resemble a calm lake, rapidly became choppy waves and a gigantic iron door rose from the floor.
The majestic iron door was large enough to almost reach the ceiling, and it was burning with golden flames.
"M-my lord?"
Roenn strained his eyes. That door was the Zieghart repository, which could only be summoned by the Lord of the House. It was the first time in ten years that Glenn had summoned that door.
"I shall return later."
As Glenn raised his hand, the golden iron door opened smoothly.
He turned around to check the golden flames burning over the sword once more, before entering the repository.
The repository was heaped with innumerable treasures.
Elixirs and weapons of the highest level, gems that could buy a whole castle, and various books. They were treasures that could incite war throughout the continent should they be exposed.
Neither weapons nor gemstones, nor the neatly stacked elixirs that fervently revealed themselves attracted Glenn's attention.
He went straight towards the large bookcase, deep within the repository.
The cylindrical bookcase shot up at the end of the repository as if it were a World Tree, and there were various books of all sorts on every shelf.
Tap.
When Glenn lightly kicked the floor, his body began to rise into the air. He stepped through the air and headed towards the first shelf of the bookcase.
The first shelf was unlike the others, and only had two books.
He tried to grab and take the old and yellow book in front of him. However, the book was unmovable, as if pinned down by a boulder.
"It doesn't move, as expected."
Glenn clicked his tongue and took the red book right next to it.
The second book fell out smoothly, unlike the first one, and there was no problem reading it as it was preserved very well.
Tap tap.
Glenn was flipping through the book when his hands suddenly stopped.
"Hmm…"
He frowned as he read the words on the page.
"The aura of the first leader of Zieghart had a golden color like the sun, and its tremendous firepower was capable of melting Devildom's flames…"
Glenn closed his eyes, recalling the golden flame that Raon summoned.
"Golden mana, golden flame."
Yellow aura wasn't uncommon. But there was only one occurrence of mana with a dark gold color throughout the history of Zieghart.
"Raon, what on earth…?
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"Mommy is sorry."
As soon as Sylvia entered the annex building, she hugged Raon tighter than usual—to the point that it was difficult to breathe.
"It's okay."
Noticing Sylvia's back trembling, Raon patted her shoulders.
'I'm not sure yet.'
In his previous life, he didn't know what emotions were.
He killed if he was asked to kill, he kidnapped if he was asked to kidnap, he stole if he was asked to steal. There were only relationships of order and obedience, a handler and a dog.
However, it was different now.
Sylvia, Helen, and the maids gave to him unconditionally, without anything in return.
It was the first life where he only received, so he couldn't explain what type of emotion the tingling sensation that he was experiencing in his chest was.
But there was one thing he knew.
He didn't want Sylvia or the maids to cry. Even if they couldn't always smile, he didn't want them to be sad.
'I wouldn't have felt anything if they had laughed at me, instead.'
However, the people at lord's manor laughed at Sylvia.
The collaterals under the platform blatantly cackled, and the direct line on the platform frowned as if they were observing a hateful bug.
'I will show them.'
Everyone who laughed at Sylvia would be taught a lesson. Their nasty behavior would be returned in full.