Chapter 269: Forget?
As each member of Orion’s club visited, Edgar entertained some of them courteously in the lavish main hall, its high ceiling and elaborate decorations adding to the weight of their conversations.
He repeated the same gentle explanation to each, marveling inwardly at how much Orion had inspired these talented youths.
When the last of them departed, Edgar stood alone in the expansive hall, contemplating thoughtfully. Each had responded not with disappointment, but rather with renewed resolve, inspired by Orion’s supposed intensive training.
Edgar felt quite amused and also proud. Orion had unknowingly set off a ripple of motivation through his peers, fostering growth even in his absence without moving a muscle.
Returning to his duties, Edgar mentally noted each visitor’s name and words, determined to inform Orion of their heartfelt intentions once he wakes up.
For now, he could only hope the young master would wake up soon after his evolution.
As the sun set outside, casting a warm golden hue through the mansion’s grand windows, Edgar walked quietly down the hallway.
His footsteps echoed softly upon polished marble floors. Despite the recent turmoil, the estate remained steadfast, held together by Eldric’s firm decisions.
Inside his room, Edgar carefully recorded each visitor’s words in neat, concise notes. Finishing, he gently closed the journal, contemplating the weight of responsibility Orion now carried, and quietly admired how even his brief absence could motivate others to strive harder.
He sighed softly, feeling a gentle sense of satisfaction and pride. "Truly, Young Master Orion, your presence—or even your absence—ignites something remarkable in those around you," Edgar murmured quietly, smiling faintly. "I look forward to seeing how far they all will go when you finally return."
"And now, about time I give House Duskvale a visit," he said with a determined expression before exiting the mansion and heading toward the quiet corner of the second ring where no one visits.