Chapter Volume 7, The Tenth Step Toward the End: Messiah，Please Save Me… (1/2)

Volume 7, The Tenth Step Toward the End: Messiah，Please Save Me…

Translated by Taffygirl13 (proofread by Minthe & Trespasserby; C/E edited by lucathia)

What an interesting key design. If I line up “that book” against the box’s decorative designs and press down, the box opens.

This one with a keyhole probably cannot be opened, unless I provoke a certain master-and-servant pair. In that case, I might as well use this for another bet. I guess I’m starting to get a bit addicted to gambling.

“Ezart, I’ll give this box to you. Just treat it as a reward.”

But how to get this box passed down from Ezart’s possession to that butler’s hands is not a point of consideration for me.

Right now, I can only focus on this test tube in my hands.

If I drink it, will I die?

Or, will it have some kind of interesting, unexpected effect?

I think I really have fallen in love with gambling.

“There’s indeed an agreement allowing that vampire to enter Daystar City, but the agreement also clearly states that he is forbidden from causing trouble while in Daystar City!”

The leader of the priests huffed in extreme indignation, “You broke the agreement, not us!”

The young master’s expression darkened upon hearing these words. He shot a fierce glare at Ezart, but the latter maintained his usual roguish appearance of complete indifference.

The young master’s fury grew even more at this. However, he did not seem to intend on clashing with Ezart before outsiders. He simply turned to angrily rebuke the priest, “Is the agreement all you are considering? You never dared to make a move against Charles before this, but not because of me, right? And now you want to act? Have you really thought it through?”

I quickly said, “Young Master, there is no need for you to do this for my sake—”

Before I could finish my words, the young master turned around with an expression of anger I had never seen before, shocking me to the point where I could not speak. He furiously roared at me, “Charles, you are not allowed to speak anymore!”

I froze. Immediately, Ezart came up to me and jokingly covered my mouth, even pulling me backward a few steps. He laughed. “Okay, okay, he won’t speak. Neither of us will speak.”

The young master was so angry that his chest was heaving heavily up and down. He spun back around to glare at the leader of the priests, who likewise hesitated upon seeing the young master’s fury. The priest simply said, “I will ask for orders first.”

“Do whatever you want!” The young master spat out these words in his rage before shouting back, “Charles, phone!”

“Yes, Young Master.” I tossed Ezart’s hand away and swiftly pulled out the phone before asking, “Young Master, who shall I call for you?”

The young master walked over and swiped over the phone to dial a number. “Curtis, come pick Charles up.”

“Young Master!” I was extremely alarmed.

The young master looked at me indignantly with an expression he had never used toward me before. However, he did not reply, and instead continued to talk on the phone. “What happened isn’t important! If you want Charles to be fine, bring a bunch of bodyguards to personally bring him back!”

The young master’s fury seemed to fade slightly, having likely received a reply of confirmation. He nodded and then passed the phone back to me. He then turned back to face the leader of the priests.

“Charles will leave immediately,” the young master told the priest.

The priest nodded and said, “Our side can agree to this condition as long as he leaves immediately.”

While speaking, he glanced in my direction. I did not know if it was personal bias or the effects of the painkillers, but I felt that his look harbored ill intent, as if he were scheming something…

The Church’s agreeable words finally allowed the young master’s anger to subside. He faced me and took a few deep breaths before saying, “Charles, I know this isn’t your fault. You were just injected with too many painkillers.”

With this, he shot Ezart a glare and continued, “But you have to leave with Curtis first. After I finish filming this movie, I’ll go back to Sunset City and call you back, all right?”

Seeing the dark shadows of both mental and physical exhaustion on him, it was impossible for me to refuse his plea no matter how many painkillers were injected into me. “As you wish.”

As the helicopter rose upwards, all I could see was the young master’s disheartened expression. Despite the fact that I had brought him a large amount of trouble, he still felt upset about the matter of my leaving instead of feeling relief. Is there a limit to how exceptional the Young Master is?

I continued to look at the young master’s figure that gradually grew further and further away, until it finally became a mere dot on the ground, and then disappeared entirely. However, I could not shift my gaze away, as I murmured almost silently, “I do not wish to leave the young master. I should not be leaving at this time. Moreover, there is still the Sun Emperor’s threat, a week of time…”

“Family Head?” Curtis had an expression of confusion on his face.

We should be far enough now. I turned to say, “Curtis, have the helicopter fly lower. I will jump down.”

Upon hearing this, Curtis immediately flipped open the arm rest and pressed a button. Dozens of bands immediately burst forth from around my seat, wrapping around my body so tightly that even the lower parts of my legs were completely covered.

“…” All I was able to do was turn my head to look at Curtis.

He asked in bewilderment, “Family Head, you truly seem somewhat off today. Your young master as well. What exactly occurred?”