Thirteen slept well, skipping dinner and waking up at four in the morning.
The moment he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a soft and very comfortable bed.
He was asleep for nearly sixteen hours straight, and he woke up feeling refreshed and invigorated.
The boy then propped himself up and sat cross-legged on top of his bed.
Now that his head was free from the haze of being drunk, he tried to recall the memories of the party to check whether he had been able to look at it with an objective mind.
As a system, Thirteen's memory was impeccable. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he had an Eidetic memory, which meant that he could recall things with high precision and accuracy.
Everything he did was planned.
He could have easily landed a blow on Terence's body and won their spar, earning him the reward that was promised of him.
However, he didn't do that.
He had used a more drastic method instead in order to test something, and his method worked wonders. Because of this, he was able to gauge that there was someone in the Leventis Family who would come to stop him.
Thirteen knew that Arthur wouldn't bat an eye even if his knives were to pierce Terence's body. Fortunately, his cousin was saved because his Uncle moved in to stop him, giving the five-year-old a more favorable opinion of his father's family.
"I guess there are still a few decent people in the Leventis Family," Thirteen muttered as he remembered his prim-and-proper-looking Uncle, who served as his Grandfather's right-hand man.
Since he was already awake, Thirteen left his bed and walked toward the balcony.
The surroundings were still dark, but the boy didn't think much of it.
He started to take slow and deep breaths in order to relax his body. He then initiated the 24 Forms of Tai Chi.
After doing this every day, the boy already strengthened his body's flexibility.
His movements were fluid as he executed each form with a serious expression on his face.
When he was done, he repeated the same forms from the beginning.
Despite the chilly morning air, his body was starting to warm up, and it made him feel good.
Just as he was about to finish his forms, he sensed a presence looking at him from a distance.
However, Thirteen didn't look in that direction. He simply started some breathing techniques, not paying attention to whoever it was that was watching him.
A few minutes later, he exhaled a long breath, completing his morning routine.
Suddenly, the presence that had been watching him for a while appeared beside him, making the five-year-old look at his right side.
"Good morning, Uncle," Thirteen said as he gave the older man a respectful bow.
"Good morning," Michael replied. "Are you done with your exercise?"
Thirteen nodded.
"Good," Michael said. "Now, follow me. I will bring you to the treasury, so you can pick the weapon I promised you."
Without waiting for his permission. Michael picked him up like a sack of rice, hoisting him over his shoulder.
A moment later, he disappeared from the balcony, heading toward the Main Residence of the Leventis Family.
Half a minute after Michael had left, Hans stepped from the shadows and looked in the direction where his Young Master was taken away.
As the Protector of the Villa where Lady Callista was stationed, he had sensed Michael's appearance.
However, since the latter didn't have any malicious intent toward his nephew, Hans decided to not do anything and just observed the situation.
'Getting the recognition of Michael is a good thing,' Hans thought. 'It seems that your plan to leave a lasting impression on the Leventis Family worked, Zion.'
The butler once again merged with the shadows and continued his role to protect the Everlasting Villa, where Lady Callista was currently resting.
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Meanwhile, inside the Leventis Family's Silver-Grade Treasury, Thirteen was busy inspecting the weapons that were on display one by one.
He was pleasantly surprised to see that the weapons weren't ordinary weapons. In fact, they could be considered top-tier.
This was the Treasury where the talented members of the younger generation of the Leventis Family chose equipment.
All the items inside of it were Silver-Grade in varying stages.
There were even Avatars that were firmly kept in special containers, ready to be used by their new owners.
Michael only promised him a weapon, but he didn't stop his nephew from checking out every nook and cranny of the treasury.
Since there was no possibility for the boy to steal anything right from under his nose, he allowed him to view everything that was on display in front of him.
An hour later, Thirteen stood in the Axe Section of the treasury and looked at the axes that were on display.
As the one who chose and bestowed the God of War Axe Martial Techniques to his brother, Mikhail, Thirteen was more than qualified to pick the best weapon for his brother.
'I wonder if I can empower these weapons further using Rune Magic,' Thirteen thought as he touched the handles of the axes.
They were the weapons that were dropped or rewarded to the Wanderers of Solterra, and all of them contained special abilities that Thirteen wouldn't be able to use due to the restrictions that were placed on his body.
If he could inscribe Rune Magic into the items gained in Solterra, not only would they become more powerful, but it could also open up another possibility for him.
However, in order to be sure, he would first need to consult the Laplace Demon and ask whether he was allowed to do what was on his mind.
If Thirteen could imbue a weapon with more abilities, then he could sell them in Auction Houses, allowing his family to gain a lot of money.
Since they were cut off from the Leventis Family, their family funds could only be gained through completing Quests, as well as going on Expeditions in Solterra.
While he was thinking of this money-making opportunity, Thirteen's gaze landed on a particular axe with intricate designs, making it look like a precious relic instead of a weapon.
But a frown appeared on his face after reading the information listed on its display case.
'It's almost perfect,' Thirteen thought. 'But, there is one big problem.'
The boy looked at the bottom of the information on the Silver Grade Weapon, which made him scratch his head.
< Mountain King's Axe >
Rank: Mid Silver-Grade
Active Abilities: Echo Slam, Mountain Splitter
Passive Abilities: Sharpness, Auto Repair, Aura of Protection
Weight: 900 kg
The axe weighed nearly a ton, and it was almost impossible for Thirteen's brother, Mikhail, to wield it.
In fact, he believed that only those of the Grandmaster or Champion Rank who specialized in strength could use this weapon.
This was also why no one from the Leventis Family had taken the axe out of the treasury. There was simply no one in that age range who could wield it.
After careful consideration, Thirteen steeled his resolve and looked at his Uncle with a determined look on his face.
"Uncle, I'm taking this axe," Thirteen said, making Michael raise an eyebrow because of his choice.
"Understood," Michael replied. "I will have it packed and sent to your residence later this afternoon."
Michael had to admit that his nephew's choice surprised him.
However, he still thought that Thirteen made the wrong decision in picking the axe that no one had been able to wield ever since it had been acquired by the members of the Leventis Family.
