System's POV-Chapter 32: There’s Nothing This Brat Can Hide Inside My Own Turf

Michael personally delivered the Mountain King's Axe to Thirteen's Residence.

He was supposed to deliver it a day ago, but due to how busy he was, the delivery was done a day late.

When he saw the handsome man wearing glasses take the Mountain King's Axe out as if it was nothing, Thirteen couldn't help but be surprised because he made it look so easy.

The five-year-old didn't know that his Uncle was actually a Strength-Type Wanderer, who could easily lift the Axe that nearly weighed a ton as if it was just a cup of coffee.

After delivering the Axe, and placing it inside the room that Thirteen designated, he left after exchanging a few pleasantries with the boy's mother, Alessia.

"Zion, is this the Axe that you told me about?" Alessia asked. "The one that you plan to give your brother after his Second Wandering?"

"Yes, Mother," Thirteen replied.

Alessia then held the handle of the Axe and frowned.

"This is too heavy," Alessia commented. "Even as a Grandmaster, I would have a very difficult time using this. I doubt that Mikhail will be able to use it after becoming an Adept."

"Don't worry, Mother," Thirteen smiled. "I already have it covered. Trust me, okay?"

Alessia wanted to roll her eyes at her son, but after seeing him do incredible things, she decided to believe him.

"Mother, there is also one thing I forgot to tell you," Thirteen said. "Three days from now, I'm going to go back to the Leventis Family to see Grandmother. I plan to bring Remi along with me."

Alessia looked at her son in disbelief and for a brief moment, she thought that she misheard him.

"You plan to take Remi to the Leventis Family to see Lady Callista?" Alessia asked.

"Yes." Thirteen nodded. "I want her to see Remi."

"Zion, are you perhaps planning to reconnect our ties to the Leventis Family?"

"Hmm? Not really. I just want Grandma to see how cute Remi is. I couldn't care less what the rest of the Leventis Family does. But, Grandma is Grandma."

"But, the Patriarch of the Leventis Family is your Grandpa as well," Alessia stated.

Thirteen shrugged. "So? He was the one that disowned Father. Since that is the case, I don't see any point in trying to be nice to him."

Alessia didn't say anything for a minute and simply stared at her son with a frown.

"Zion, what are you planning?" Alessia asked. "It will not be a good idea to antagonize the Leventis Family."

"Mother, you think too much," Thirteen said as he placed his hand on the handle of the Mountain King's Axe. "There's no way someone as insignificant as me can antagonize one of the Ten Prestigious Families. Also, I am not stupid to do that. Grandpa can easily snuff out our entire family just by lifting a finger. Why would I do something to offend him?"

The boy then turned to his mother and held her hand.

"Trust me, Mother," Thirteen stated. "I will only do what is best for our family."

Seeing how serious her son's expression was, Alessia sighed in her heart and nodded her head.

"I believe you, Zion," Alessia replied. "Just, make sure to protect Remi, okay? Not everyone in the Leventis Family likes our family after all."

"I will, Mother." Zion smiled. "I promise."

Three days later…

"Good morning, Young Master Zion, Young Lady Remi," Hans bowed towards the two children, who would be visiting Lady Callista today.

Thirteen nodded back and handed a piece of paper to the Butler, who took it without any hesitation.

The boy watched as Hans read the list of ingredients that he would need to create the potion that would cure his Grandma.

To his surprise, the Butler's expression remained calm even after reading the list.

Thirteen was hoping that Hans would show a look of surprise on his face or maybe a frown. There were many rare, and expensive ingredients on the list, and he thought he would get a reaction from him.

What the five-year-old didn't know was that, although Hans was indeed a Butler from the Leventis Family, he was actually very rich.

Filthy rich to be exact.

"I will procure these ingredients as soon as possible, Young Master," Hans said with a smile. "Just give me a few days."

"… You're good, Hans," Thirteen replied on seeing how composed the Butler was.

Hans had spent millions using his own savings to find a cure for Lady Callista in the past, even hiring the best alchemists and pharmacists to help him.

But, all of that money was wasted.

Now that he was certain that he finally found the true cure for his Master, he wouldn't mind spending a tenth of his total savings in order to get everything that was listed on the piece of paper in his hands.

After carefully pocketing the note as if it was a priceless treasure, Hans opened the door of his car, allowing Thirteen and Remi to enter.

"Safety first," Thirteen said as he fastened Remi in with her seatbelt.

"Safety first," Remi imitated her brother's words, earning her a pat on the head.

Hans couldn't help but smile after seeing this lovely scene before he started to drive his car.

He had already obtained Michael's permission for Thirteen's and Remi's visit, informing the security personnel inside the Residence about their arrival.

"We're here, Young Master, Young Lady," Hans replied as he parked the car near the Main Door of the Everlasting Villa.

Thirteen helped his sister get out of the car, and looked at the familiar place with a smile on his face.

"Come, Remi," Thirteen said. "Let's go meet Grandma."

"Grandma!" Remi smiled.

The two didn't know that the moment they entered the Residence, Arthur had already set his sights on them.

After the party, he did a background check on the five-year-old to learn more about his personality.

According to the data collected by the investigators, Zion was a very timid child and rarely interacted with people, with the exception of his family.

He was also involved in an accident, receiving serious injuries, which caused him to be hospitalized for a time.

'He changed after he was discharged from the hospital,' Arthur thought as he remembered the notes that were added in the report. 'Did he develop a split personality because of his trauma?'

This was the only explanation that Arthur could think of after seeing Thirteen's performance during the party.

It was impossible for a timid five-year-old to do what he did, making the Patriarch of the Leventis Clan wonder if letting Thirteen continue to meet with his wife would be a good thing or not.

'I'll observe for the time being,' Arthur thought. 'There's nothing this brat can hide inside my own turf.'

With this, the Patriarch of the Leventis Clan closed his eyes, and let his senses expand towards the Everlasting Villa, where two little pests had wormed their way inside the residence.