Chapter 39: The Young Lord Of The Vostinauch Family
A private shuttle resembling an air car flew over the busy city streets of a certain city on planet Vanzer. It flew for a few minutes in a certain direction. It covered the expanse of the beautiful city filled with many wonderful sights ranging from theme parks to sign boards. There were also some air cars used by the public, which were now stuck in traffic.
The private shuttle was free from any form of traffic as it was unrestricted by the normal traffic rules. Only the rich were allowed the chance and luxury of such.
"At the heart of the Xardar System, Vanzer lay—a radiant world encased in a web of development and technological advancements. While not on the same level as core planets of other star systems, Vanzer was able to stand at the apex of the solar system and maintain contact with Embassy outposts. They controlled the sale of raw minerals used to make mechs and held the biggest stock market in the system.
Trade flowed through its orbital gates, importing exotic materials from its mining colonies and exporting civilization-shaping technologies to the lesser planets of its star system. Corporations and planetary delegates converged in Vanzer, where patents were bartered and theories weaponized.
Only the greatest of minds lived there—and the wealthiest.
The private shuttle pulled up before a huge mansion located within the upper echelons of its city. The mansion was a massive complex with sophisticated workmanship. Huge pillars made from hard concrete loomed as the private shuttle approached the mansion grounds. An invisible dome above it shimmered before deactivating. As the shuttle entered the space, the area outside the mansion shimmered again as the invisible dome reactivated briefly before becoming invisible once more.
As the shuttle came to a stop, hovering a foot above the ground, its pristine silver door beeped as it slid to the side. A butler dressed in a neat black suit was standing by the shuttle to greet the person that soon stepped out of it. "Welcome back, young lord Damian."
The person that hopped out of the shuttle was a young boy looking to be in his late teens. He wore a dark blue suit that was the uniform for the most prestigious academy on the planet. He had gelled blonde hair and striking blue eyes. He smiled and ran hurriedly towards the entrance with the butler barely catching up to him.
"Is it inside, Walter? Did my parents purchase it already?" The boy’s tone was light and filled with vigour.