Chapter 106: Reading and Staff-Swording (400-subscription bonus chapter)

New Calendar year 1026, August 7th.

Invis Kingdom, Green Forest City.

After spending many days out, lingering in clubs, department stores, ballrooms, circuses, exhibition halls, high-end restaurants, and other such places, Aaron finally chose to rest at home.

Inside the study.

He sat before the desk, his back straight, with the *Dreamwalking Notes* spread open in front of him.

"Actually, it could also be called *Spirit World Essays* or something similar... and the further one goes, the more chaotic the content becomes, like the ravings of a madman."

"I heard that Mr. William Mark is a director of a company, and his household employs a butler, seven servants, as well as a dedicated chef, a coachman..."

【I have been marked by Him, I shall become a gluttonous feast for all the ghouls in the Mortal World... I must avoid February, for February is the season of the ghouls...】

Aaron could not guess the existence killed by the Great Serpent or the Solar Corona; he only felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing the last one, perhaps describing the 【Scarlet Creator】, as there were intelligent beings in the Dream Realm who might have left behind murals and records of that battle.

He made a snide remark and casually recorded the content he deemed relatively valuable.

Knock, knock!

"Judging from the text, the author must have described a Pillar, an existence presiding over February—the Lord of Hidden Corpses! Also known as the 'Great Serpent'! Is He the deity worshipped by ghouls?"

Then, her expression became solemn, and she reminded him: "Young Master, for your first visit, the choice of gift is very important; it must be neither too cheap nor too expensive, lest people think you are a nouveau riche."

【His body is like a mountain, His eyes like the Crimson Moon; He is the Lord of Hidden Corpses, the Great Serpent, the existence worshipped by all ghouls; they yearn for Him so much, yet also long to be devoured by Him...】

【I have seen... Him!】

Aaron closed the book, having completely memorized the knowledge within.

"Ah?"

"Ever since the Sun Fall, the struggles between those existences have never ended..."

Just at this moment, a knocking sound came.

"Besides that, if you wish to host a banquet at home—which is almost inevitable after a few exchanges—then you must hire a butler and more maids... and even invite a professional etiquette teacher and dance instructor..."

Sylvia pushed the door open and entered, bowing as she said: "A gentleman has arrived outside, claiming to be the butler of Mr. William Mark, wishing to invite you to attend tomorrow's banquet..."

Aaron stroked the White Crystal, suddenly pressing a mechanism on the cane, drawing a long, narrow rapier from the head of the staff!

Perhaps that was the person she dreamed of marrying.

【Three have passed, one swallowed by the Great Serpent, one incinerated by the Solar Corona, one stripped to the realm of the unstrippable... but the Secret History shall still remember.】

The further one went, the worse the author's mental state seemed to be; those pure white characters appeared even more scrawled, and large swathes of corrections appeared.

This was a 'Staff Sword'! And it was a weapon Aaron had crafted himself using his 'Light Bearer' ability.

"I am honored by the invitation, I will certainly be there."

Sylvia's face was full of envy.

Seeing him walk into the living room, she immediately bowed: "Respected Mr. Aaron Yugesi, on behalf of my master, I invite you to attend the banquet tomorrow night at 8 o'clock."

It was about three feet long, the main body made of holly wood, with a white crystal embedded at the top.

'She is nervous, she is uneasy...'

It is also possible that the dreamwalker walked directly into a space-time corridor and saw that battle recorded by the world!

"The latter possibility is not high, and in fact, it might not necessarily be talking about that sun; perhaps there was another unlucky Pillar later, stripped to the point of being unstrippable by some other fellow..."

High-society interactions were indeed very cautious and slow.

In this era, it was quite normal for gentlemen to go out with canes, but it would be very strange to carry a sword—unless it was for a grand aristocratic celebration.

Aaron smiled, took the gold-embossed invitation, and sighed inwardly.

After carefully putting away the *Dreamwalking Notes*, Aaron picked up a slender cane from the side of the table.

Although somewhat nervous and reluctant, Sylvia still gave sound advice.

"I understand."

"This Pillar is quite strong, to be able to swallow another Hidden Existence... Is He of the 'Red' path? Uh... in the battle of the Sun Fall, I saw the 【Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood】 split open from the middle, and a great serpent grew out; is He the 'Lord of Hidden Corpses'? Which Pillar did He swallow?"

Aaron accurately read this emotion, smiled, and said: "Sylvia, there is no future in being a maid; have you ever thought about switching to become a housekeeper?"

"If it weren't for the fact that it's still somewhat useful, I would have gone to Miss White Pigeon for a refund..."

Aaron stood up, walked to the living room downstairs, and saw an elderly man in a black tailcoat with great poise standing and waiting.

Aaron flipped through a few pages and quickly reached the end of this Mysterious tome.

Countless distorted punctuation marks and fonts were mixed together, bringing a sense of chaotic light and shadow; reading it alone could potentially drive one to madness and delirium.

As a maid, Sylvia should have her own channels, which were the maids of other households in the neighborhood.

Aaron put down his pen, tapped the tabletop with his knuckles, then flipped the *Dreamwalking Notes* to the first page and looked at that sentence.

It seems that after such a long period of observation, his neighbors finally determined that this fellow who often lingered in high-end restaurants, theaters, and luxury shops was not some swindler, but at least the son of a wealthy man, so they began to extend invitations?

If he went this time and performed perfectly, perhaps he could slowly integrate into this circle.

"It's worth 100 pounds, maybe I can sell it later..."

Aaron held the Staff Sword, casually performed a sword flourish, executed a few swordsmanship moves, and couldn't help but nod in satisfaction: "I used to be hopeless at manual labor; I didn't expect that after becoming a 'Light Bearer', I would actually turn into a master craftsman."

Sylvia was startled, then immediately shook her head: "I can't, I don't have the knowledge or accumulation for that; a good butler is the master's business card, I would embarrass the Young Master."

Thinking of this, Aaron had Sylvia send the butler away, and when the maid came back in, he asked: "What kind of person is this Mr. William Mark?"

Its blade came from Clark Das, the very one Aaron used when exploring the Benjamin household previously; it was said to be an antique, a return gift from Clark to Aaron.

And considering the need for close-quarters combat, and the fact that he couldn't use his Zoulun, he lacked a self-defense weapon, so he used holly wood to make this cane.

Aaron recorded while subconsciously beginning to examine this text.

Aaron sheathed the blade into the holly wood staff, which had been brushed with a layer of black glossy paint, and his voice rose: "Come in!"

"So you should work hard, go to night school for grammar and butler training classes..."

Aaron nodded: "As for the short term, if I hire a butler, you will serve as the head maid..."

(End of chapter)