Chapter 10 - THE NIGHT OF MIRACLE

In the evening of the same day, William stood poised in his elegant white suit, trimmed with golden stripes that caught the light as he moved. His tie, white with a golden gem at its center, shimmered faintly in the glow of the room. As he turned his gaze forward, he saw Baroness Mowbray watching him, her smile wide and approving.

"You are looking extremely handsome, young master," she said warmly, her voice full of admiration.

With a graceful bow, she straightened his collar, her fingers brushing lightly against the fabric. William's face lit up with a bright, contented smile as he instinctively hugged her leg.

My dear nanny, William thought to himself, . I love you so much.

[HA HA HA HA

YOU FUCKING SLY HYPOCRITE.]

A soft creak of the door interrupted his thoughts, and Amanda entered, stunning in a beautiful white gown adorned with golden gems. It seemed as though she had perfectly matched her attire to William's, a harmonious elegance between them.

Julia, Amanda's ever-dutiful personal guard, stood at her side, her watchful gaze scanning the room. As soon as William spotted his mother, his tiny feet carried him swiftly toward her.

Amanda's eyes softened, and she smiled as she knelt, gathering him into her arms. She kissed his cheek gently, lifting him with effortless grace.

"Oh my, who is this handsome young man? Can I take him with me?" Amanda exclaimed, her voice filled with playful wonder.

"Yes, my lady," Baroness Mowbray responded, bowing respectfully.

With a tender motion, the Amanda placed William in her arms and carried him toward the ceremony hall, followed closely by Julia and the Baroness .

As Amanda held him, William marveled at her beautifully styled golden hair, its gleam almost matching the glow of the gems on their attire. He clung to her tightly,

[WHAT HAPPENED, WILLIAM?]

"I don't know, but this motherly love is making me addicted to it," William said,

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[DO YOU REALLY THINK I WOULD BELIEVE THAT? A MONSTER LIKE YOU, WHO DIDN'T EVEN HESITATE TO SLAUGHTER THOSE PEOPLE ON HIS PLANET, WILL BE MOVED BY MERE LOVE?

]

"Yes, indeed."

[I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHEN YOU'RE TELLING THE TRUTH AND WHEN YOU'RE LYING.]

"I don't lie, Wiz, because it's a bad thing."

HA HA HA

BASTARD. NOW TELL ME, WHAT WILL YOU DO WITH HER?

"I will keep her alive, as long as she's useful to me," William said softly, his fingers lightly tracing through Amanda's hair as if savoring the moment.

Their conversation was broken when the grand doors of the hall swung open, revealing a lavish scene beyond. The hall buzzed with laughter and chatter as nobles of all ranks mingled, exchanging pleasantries and gossip.

William's gaze swept over the room, spotting numerous guests—lords and ladies, emissaries from influential noble families stretching from the Duchy of Bavaria to the County of Archy. The assembly was nothing short of grand.

Amanda handed William to Baroness Mowbray before turning to greet the guests one by one. After a time, music filled the air, and couples took to the floor, dancing in fluid motions. Baroness Mowbray seated William in a chair, smiling as she promised to fetch him some refreshments.

As he sat, William turned toward Jack, who was deep in conversation with his friends. A sweet, playful smile curled on William's lips.

[ARE YOU BREAKING THROUGH RIGHT NOW?]

"Yes," William answered, his voice calm as he centered himself.

Closing his eyes, he sank into a meditative pose, his tiny form still as he began to channel his essence, coaxing it through his bloodstream toward his eccentric cortex.

The energy in the hall shifted, subtly at first, then with increasing intensity. Nobles who had already broken through, or were not yet capable of doing so, felt a strange pull in the air. They exchanged confused glances as they tried to pinpoint the source of the fluctuations.

Suddenly, the music stopped. The murmurs of conversation died, and all eyes turned toward William. A faint sky-blue light enveloped him, radiating outward, while gusts of wind swirled around his tiny frame.

Yes, William was about to break through—an unprecedented event. A child, on his second birthday, achieving what no one had ever done before. It was nothing short of impossible.

The nobles stood frozen, their mouths agape, mesmerized by the impossible sight. Awe and disbelief filled the air, and the room held its collective breath.

Amanda and Edgar exchanged quick, worried glances before rushing toward William. They conjured shields of energy around themselves and their son, ensuring his safety as the volatile energy surged.

David and Julia were already at their sides, ready to protect their masters with deadly precision.

Hidden among the ordinary servants, the upper maids were poised, prepared to strike at any threat with lethal intent.

The chaos swelled as William fought to break through. Amanda and Edgar guided him, lending their strength to ensure his success.

Marks began to appear on William's body, and he shuddered as the strain intensified.

Damn it, this tiny body can't handle the constant flow of essence to the eccentric cortex. If I don't do something, I'll suffer from essence sickness forever, William thought, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple.

Edgar, noticing the strain, placed both hands firmly on William's back, absorbing the excess essence.

When William sensed the excess essence being absorbed, he instinctively guided it toward Edgar, using the remainder of his energy to push through.

A sudden burst of energy rippled through the room, and the wind ceased as abruptly as it had started. William's breakthrough was complete.

His body was drenched in sweat, and his breaths came in heavy gasps. He had achieved what no one before him had.

The nobles stood frozen, unable to believe what they had just witnessed. A low, triumphant laugh broke the silence.

"Ha ha ha! As expected from House Medici—another genius has been born!" Duke Bavaria exclaimed, his voice booming as he strode toward William. David swiftly stepped forward, raising a hand to block the Duke's path.

"Oh my, I'm no threat. I simply wish to speak with the young lord," the Duke said, a smirk playing on his lips.

He cleared his throat, his demeanor shifting as he addressed William directly.

"Young Lord of Medici, I am the Duke of Bavaria. I have come to ask something of you."

Edgar's gaze hardened, suspicion flashing in his eyes. The nobles around them whispered, their curiosity piqued.

"Will you be my son-in-law?" Duke Bavaria asked, his eyes gleaming with an unreadable expectation.

A stunned silence fell over the room. The nobles were left speechless.

William's sharp eyes remained fixed on the Duke, weighing his words carefully.

Some may think this is just a joke, a way for the Duke to congratulate me, William mused. But I know this is no jest. It's an offer—an agreement he's presenting. He wants to give me the Duchy of Bavaria in exchange for using my genius.

"Enough, Duke of Bavaria," Edgar said, his tone final, his dominance clear.

"Alright, calm down, Edgar. It was only a joke." The Duke turned, his laughter fading as he made his way out of the hall.

"Thank you for the event, Edgar. It will be one to remember," the Duke called over his shoulder

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William surveyed the guests, noting the astonished expressions on their faces. After a moment, smiles slowly spread across their features, and congratulations began to flood in from every corner of the room.

William subtly instructed Wiz to use the third eye, allowing him to see the true nature of those around him. (This ability had been explained in Chapter 2). Moments later, Wiz used the third eye.

William's grin widened as he observed the dark red aura that surrounded every noble in the room.

Ha ha ha, William laughed quietly to himself. Look at these scavengers, Wiz. They're already eyeing their prey, their greed dripping from their every glance.

How... intriguing.

Author: from today the mask will be cracked ,the pandora box will be opened. The monster will be unleashed.

The world will know agony ,pain and despair.