"Young Master Vaan..."
Gabel walked into Vaan's room with a worried look on his face. Vaan, who was feeding his little Fairy frowned,
Gabel never walks in without knocking, what happened?
"What is it, Gabel?"
Vaan questioned.
"You are summoned to the Vesta Hall," Gabel spoke.
"The Vesta Hall?" Vaan raised his eyebrow.
The Vesta Hall was the place where meetings regarding Vesta House's Matters are held, for him to be summoned there...
'Ah...'
"Alright."
Vaan nodded as he stood up.
"Krii~"
The fairy who was still not full pouted.
Vaan smiled as he patted her head, then, he walked out of the room.
The moment he came out of his room, Vaan noticed 2 guards standing in front of him.
"They are here to take you, Young Master Vaan..."
Gabel spoke with a strange look on his face.
Vaan narrowed his eyes, he glanced at the guards who were looking at him with a strict looks on their faces, however, none of them made any moves.
"I will go there myself." He ordered.
"We are ordered to follow you, Young Master Vaan."
One of the guards spoke.
"Do whatever you wish." Vaan started walking towards the Vesta Hall.
10 minutes later, as he walked into the Hall, his eyes fell on his mother, who was sitting on a throne with an expressionless look on her face.
Vaan looked around, as his eyes fell on all these new faces, streams of memories rushed into his mind, his uncles and aunts, he started recalling them all.
Honestly, there was nothing much to recall, the previous Vaan didn't have a close relation with any of his uncles, aunts, or siblings, rather than close, he was actually hated by most of them.
It was to the point where these 'relatives' of his made sure to jump at him at any opportunity they could find, trying their best to kick him out of the family.
If it wasn't for Astra standing behind his back, he would have been kicked around many times now.
"Heh."
A small smile appeared on Vaan's face.
Then, he looked around and walked towards Elara.
"Hello, Fiance."
He laughed.
"How are you laughing in this situation? Do you not know why you are called?"
Elara questioned with a worried look on her face.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Vaan smiled as he stood next to Elara.
"Since Vaan is here as you wished, let's start the meeting," Astra spoke as she glanced at a certain man sitting on the chair.
"Family Head, many Mages have reported that they have seen Young Master Vaan using the Magic Training Room which is reserved for 3rd Circle Mages or higher."
A man spoke up as he glared at Vaan.
Vaan looked at the man.
Rylan Vesta, his mother's cousin, his 'uncle', and a 6th Circle Mage.
For some reason, this person always stood in the forefront whenever there was a charge against Vaan.
The previous Vaan was very fearful of him. Just his gaze alone was enough for the previous Vaan to tremble and lower his head.
Of course, the current Vaan didn't give a shit.
Heck, he didn't even acknowledge the man's existence.
He was busy talking with Elara, who couldn't seem to calm down because of the 'troublesome' situation.
Seeing that Vaan was ignoring him, a vein popped on Rylan's face.
"Family Head! Young Master Vaan has gone too far this time! He should be punished!" Rylan raised his voice.
"Punished for what exactly?"
Astra questioned.
"The Magic Training Rooms are protected by the guards of the Vesta Family. Do you think Vaan just sneaked inside without the guards knowing?
I was the one who permitted him to enter the Magic Training Room for 2 hours. He did not break any rules.
To not even look into the situation at all and directly demand that Vaan should be punished.
Rylan, do you have something against Vaan? Something you are dissatisfied with?"
Astra questioned as she narrowed her eyes.
Rylan's expression changed.
This was strange. Astra always protected Vaan, however, this time, she was coming off a little too strongly. Not to mention she even allowed him to enter the Magic Training Room... that never happened before.
Something wasn't right...
However, Rylan wasn't planning to back down just because of that.
"Family Head, I know that Young Master Vaan is your son, however, you still cannot show blatant favoritism like that. Young Master Vaan is only a 1st Circle Mage, Magic Training Rooms should only be used by 3rd Circle Mages or above, if we allow Young Master Vaan to use those rooms just because he is Family Head's son, it wouldn't leave a good impact on Family Head's image."
Rylan spoke up.
"Oh? I didn't know I had to discuss it with you before deciding on minor issues like this. Maybe you don't think I am capable enough to make these simple decisions myself?"
Astra spoke with a small smile on her face.
A deafening silence fell over the Hall.
Rylan nearly stepped back in fear.
"N-No, t-that's not it, Family Head. F-Family Head is of course more than capable of making decisions like that."
Rylan stuttered.
"I-I was just saying that the m-mages who worked hard to become 3rd Circle Mage would feel wronged. Time is of crucial essence for budding mages, if we permit Young Master Vaan to use the Magic Training Room, it would waste other mages' time..."
"Bring him here," Suddenly, Astra ordered.
A mage was then brought in.
"I greet the Family head." The Mage bowed his head.
"He is Dilian Vesta, a 4th Circle Mage, I gave Dilian's Magic Training Room slot to Vaan. Dilian, do you have any problem with that?" Astra questioned.
"If Young Master Vaan can improve from this, I can gladly give a few of my slots to him."
Dilian bowed his head.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Astra then glanced at Rylan.
"..."
Rylan turned silent.
He didn't think that Astra would bring out a mage like that.
'She was prepared...'
Rylan looked into Astra's eyes and seeing that dismissive look on her face that looked like she was dealing with a small fry, he couldn't help but clench his fists in frustration.
"Don't think you will be compensated in any way if you voluntarily give your slot away." Suddenly, another man spoke up. He then glanced at Dilian with an intimidating look and,
"Are you sure are okay with your slot being taken away? You can speak your mind carefreely, the Vesta Family is fair."
