According to her, Milan was reporting some trivial matters of the residence to the master today.
“I see.”
Ailundun nodded without saying anything else.
He felt puzzled, as Ailundun always felt that Milan had been visiting the master’s residence to report things a bit too often lately.
“Young master? Is your study time over for today?”
The new maid looked a bit nervous, her palms clutching her notebook tightly.
Ailundun replied with a gentle smile.
He briefly explained the requirements and precautions for tonight’s banquet, noting that it just needed to be a bit more grand than usual.
—
The night temperature dropped sharply.
The Keliande Family banquet was as soothing as ever, and the young lady, as always, requested a portion of brisket full of fatty aroma.
After the banquet concluded.
He tried once more to suggest that Ailande stay the night at the residence, only to be rejected yet again.
Ailundun acted the gentleman and took the initiative to escort Ailande to the gate of the estate.
He only returned inside once he watched her silhouette disappear into the long street.
He told the maid that he was tired after a long day and intended to rest.
Once he confirmed that no one would bother him, Ailundun entered his room.
He opened the long-awaited Fate Roulette game.
‘This is the foundation for how I will live my life in this world from now on.’
Counting everything, it had been 6 days since he officially started the Fate Roulette game.
Today was the 7th day.
It was time to check the rewards for this round of the game.
Well… he did manage to become Ailande’s unofficial Magic Engineering disciple.
He had also dealt a blow to her confidence to a certain extent, becoming yet another genius about to be admitted into the Weierdun Empire Academy.
How should he put it… that should count as having a certain influence on the main plot, right?
They couldn’t possibly deny him at least a Deep Blue level reward.
Ideally, it would be an item with some substantial practical use.
Opening Fate Roulette Game
Current Round Cycle Countdown: 0 days 0 hours 9 minutes
Looking at the 9-minute countdown on the panel, Ailundun couldn’t think of anything to do to pass the time.
After thinking it over, he decided… to start counting!
—
Above the sky of the Empire of Wen’erdun, bright stars flickered with a faint light, as if they were a poem about to vanish from the night sky.
In this quiet moment, Ailundun’s bedroom seemed particularly peaceful.
No one would have guessed that Ailundun spent 9 whole minutes counting in his head!
[Current Round Cycle Countdown: 0 days 0 hours 0 minutes 9 seconds]
[8, 3, 7, 2, 1]
[Current Round Task Settlement Period Officially Ended]
[Assessing Ailundun’s influence level on the game plot and characters]
[Assessing Ailundun’s influence on the world]
[Comprehensive Evaluation Rating: Micro-Red Level]
[Basis for assessment: Your influence on the fate of the world in this round remained without ripples, but perhaps you can manage to die a bit later?]
[Calculating Task Rewards]
[Task Reward Being Distributed…]
Seeing the Fate Roulette grade settle at the Micro-Red Level, the stone in Ailundun’s heart finally fell.
He lay half-prone on the soft bed, rubbing his chin and looking at the provided comment, pondering to himself.
‘It seems the Micro-Red level only affects my own fate, while the world will still be destroyed if it’s meant to be.’
He had also been thinking over the past few days.
How could he maximize his influence on fate?
He had reached a few small conclusions.
[Task Reward: “Correct” Magic Engineer Knowledge]
[Category: Knowledge]
[Level: Micro-Red]
[Effect: Unlock the correct way to use a Magic Engineer, to recast the glory of Magic Engineers…]
[Description: The world is always full of misunderstandings about Magic Engineers, and you, my friend, it is time to show the world what a real Magic Engineer is.]
Infuse?
Ailundun was slightly stunned when he saw the reward.
‘What does “correct” Magic Engineer knowledge mean, and “recast the glory of Magic Engineers”?’
‘Does that mean the knowledge I learned before wasn’t correct enough?’
“Retrieve.”
He did not hesitate and murmured in his heart.
[Infusing…]
[1%]
[2%]
Soon, the progress bar hit 100%, and a strong wave of dizziness washed over him.
Ailundun felt his head buzzing.
‘By the time he fully understood the strange information in his head.’
He couldn’t help but let out a question mark.
“?”
‘No, is this knowledge legitimate?’
Indeed, his head was filled with a list of strange items, all of which were Magic Engineering tools he could create with his current abilities.
But none of them seemed very proper.
What does this even mean?
Cultist-style sacrificial staff:
Can be used to sacrifice to the Mother Goddess, potentially gaining the Mother Goddess’s grace or blessing.
Monster ovulation potion:
Can force some monsters to become pregnant and enter labor immediately, stripping them of their combat ability.
The stronger the reproductive ability of the monster, the more effective it is.
“So this is the ‘correct’ Magic Engineer knowledge, I see.”
Even he couldn’t help but let out a sigh.
‘It seems I simply lacked imagination.’
To be honest, if it weren’t for the limitations in his current location regarding equipment, he would really want to try making a few.
For instance, this cultist-style sacrificial staff—even if he didn’t do that human sacrifice thing, wouldn’t sacrificing cattle and sheep for ordinary rituals be more effective than normal cultivation?
He might even have a chance to gain the favor of the Mother Goddess, become the Mother Goddess’s spokesperson, and do some naughty things with her.
He wasn’t just talking nonsense; there were many records in the history of the Empire of Wen’erdun where strange things happened between cultist archbishops and avatars of the Mother Goddess’s agents.
This wasn’t considered blasphemy; after all, the Mother Goddess herself didn’t say anything.
This was forcing him to become a dark wizard.
It seemed that some of his more outrageous operations would have to wait until he arrived at the Weierdun Empire Academy.
—
[This Round’s Cycle Settlement Finished]
[Please continue to work hard]
[A new round of the Fate Roulette game is about to begin]
[Current Round Settlement Cycle Countdown: 15 days]
“The time has increased…”
Ailundun noticed the difference.
He realized that the reason the Fate Roulette was extended to 2 weeks this time was likely related to his enrollment.
In the quiet study, the grandfather clock ticked, the sound of the gears clearly audible.
The scent of a few ancient books lingered in the air, reaching Ailundun’s nose.
He took off his glasses and yawned, feeling inexplicably drowsy while looking at the night outside the window.
“Forget it, what’s done is done. Let’s just sleep.”
The next day, Ailundun slept until noon.
Because Ailundun had proposed that their upcoming studies could be moved to a later time before Ailande left yesterday.
This was so that both of them could get enough rest.
Ailande had accepted the proposal.
So Ailundun enjoyed a good sleep today.
He was just about to go back to sleep to make up for all the rest he had lost recently.
When he heard the maid, Milan, say that the master wanted to see him and have lunch with him today.
He was a bit confused.
In his memory, their schedules had never matched up before.
Plus, neither of them had ever taken the initiative.
So he hadn’t eaten a meal with this nominal father of his in nearly a month.
After washing up, in the bathroom, Ailundun hesitated while holding his Capable Glasses.
After a moment of thought, he put the Capable Glasses down.
He walked up to the long table and saw Aide’wen, dressed in a brown jacket, sitting alongside the housekeeper, who had a peaceful expression and wore a pair of brown glasses.
The two seemed to be discussing something, appearing like two old friends who had known each other for years.
He took the initiative to find a corner of the long table, pulled out a chair, and sat down, silently waiting for their conversation to end.
“You’ve come.”
Coming back to his senses from his conversation with the housekeeper, Aide’wen noticed his son with a calm expression.
He tapped the table gently, as if wondering how to start the topic.
“The recruitment for William University starts soon this year, so you can start packing your luggage early.”
“Yes, I’ve been preparing lately.”
Ailundun thought for a moment.
‘It’s university, anyway.’
‘Who says preparing for the Weierdun Empire Academy doesn’t count as preparation?’
“Remember what I told you; once you get there, someone will handle everything for you.”
“After that, you must rely on yourself. Do not pine for home anymore; no one will coddle you there like they do here.”
Aide’wen instructed.
“I understand.”
Ailundun nodded obediently.
“Good. After you finish learning about finance, come back home. There are many things you should learn to take over.”
Aide’wen said with a peaceful expression, as if he were talking about a very ordinary, minor matter.
Estate management—that was the arrangement Aide’wen had originally made for Ailundun.
It was also the arrangement Aide’wen’s father had made for him.
It seemed that the fate of the Keliande family was just like that.
Being able to take over the family business from one’s father was already a great honor.
But since Ailundun had already decided to go to the Weierdun Empire Academy, he naturally couldn’t be bothered to learn such things.
“Other than that, there’s nothing else for you to concern yourself with. You may leave after you finish eating.”
Aide’wen said, as he always did.
Ailundun nodded, summoned the maid, and explained the meal he required.
The father and son finished the meal in silence.
During this time, neither of them spoke again.
At the large rectangular table,
Only the sound of metal knives and forks clashing remained, along with the housekeeper’s self-directed report.
—
Three days later.
As summer was drawing to a close and autumn was approaching, the sunlight passed through the treetops, falling on the crowds coming and going on the streets, adding a sense of warmth.
At the train station heading toward the royal capital of the Empire of Wen’erdun.
Bustling pedestrians chatted and walked in pairs, as if telling stories of the hardships of their journey.
Others were like lonely souls, carrying suitcases with expressions of hesitation and unease, full of anticipation for the destination they were about to reach.
Just like on the other side of the platform, Ailundun stood alone holding his suitcase, looking up at the arrival time of the train.
The reason there was no housekeeper to see him off was that he had requested it himself.
He had wanted the housekeeper to leave early, not wanting to cause too much trouble.
The housekeeper had insisted on seeing him at least to the platform.
He had only agreed to proceed after that.