Chapter 1747: What is the point of power
The Innkeeper could appear in many places, and it was natural for him to have clones. But for serious meetings such as these, Lex liked to make it seem like the Innkeeper was giving it his whole attention.
While that wasn’t exactly true, as Lex himself was still with the rest of the workers, who were excitedly discussing plans for the auction, a majority of his attention was towards the meeting with Gerard.
This was the first time he had seen the old, reliable butler with an expression anything other than overwhelming confidence.
"Come in, Gerard," the Innkeeper said, his warm voice soothing and relaxing Gerards nerves. "You seem troubled. I’m glad you came to me for help."
Gerard almost felt like he didn’t even need any advice anymore, for the Innkeepers mere presence put him at peace, and chased away the troubles that had plagued him. But he knew that his problems weren’t actually solved.
"I... I am faced with a situation that I don’t know how to respond to. It is too complex, and my emotions are all in a mess," Gerard admitted, almost like a child, and not at all like the old man he appeared to be. But in the cultivation world, he couldn’t even be considered the equivalent of a teenager yet in his age, so it was perfectly justified for him to be overwhelmed by his emotions.
"Come, tell me about it," said the Innkeeper as he moved out from behind his desk and sat on a chair, indicating for Gerard to sit right opposite to him. A fresh cup of hot chocolate lay on the table between them, alongside a warm butter croissant. If that wasn’t the cure to a troubled heart, then Lex didn’t know what was.
Gerard wasn’t really hungry. An Immortal hardly ever felt hunger. Even so, he could not resist the allure of the treat before him. Without even realizing it, he dipped one end of the croissant in the hot chocolate before biting off that tender edge, not letting a single drop of that chocolaty goodness escape.
Gerard didn’t even realize when his eyes closed, and his mind, body and soul relaxed even more than he already had. Of course they had - both those had been made from the Patisserie at the Midnight Inn using immortal level ingredients. It was the best of the best.
When he opened his eyes, he realized that the entire treat was gone, and quite a while had already passed. He had just been sitting there, enjoying his meal like a kid in front of his parent. How embarrassing.