Chapter 120: That time I got transmigrated to another world and became a trust fund sugar baby
Unfortunately, the call for dinner prevented me to provide a decent reward for a sequel.
But then again, I only asked about the reason his father was called a traitor, and I already got the answer. Phew...seemed like authoritative scums were everywhere, be it in the human realm or the demon realm.
It was true then, that absolute power corrupts absolutely.
"Hmm...but Natha..." when I stared at the pink and purple jelly on Jade’s plate, something suddenly came to my mind. "Isn’t that mean...you’re essentially the one that puts the current Lord on his seat?"
"No, technically it was the previous Lord, the current Lord’s father,"
"Oh..."
Was that why Zia ran away to Natha’s place? He must have tremendous power over the realm of lust’s household. Thinking about how he screwed over the Lord of Pride and put the lich under constant supervision, and how he was the one who arranged the tournament to pick the new Lord of Wrath...
Why did I feel like he also had his hands somehow on the other realms? Hmm...as I stared at the pattern over his skin, I could feel that fate always found its bearer. All the tales were like the making of a King. I was sure that Lust, Pride, and Wrath would hand over their Lord Keys should Natha ask for them--perhaps not all willingly, but it was hard denying a request from someone who held your debt in his hands.
Hmm...yes--money maketh the world or whatever.
"Ah, right," Natha suddenly exclaimed in the middle of my scenario-making. "Malta told me your personal chambers have been completed."
Personal chambers? Oh--the research lab and training field!