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When the door opened, they saw an old man, who looked like he should be on his deathbed, staring at them with a stern expression.
"Young Master Luca," the old man greeted Luca Rockefeller, who then proceeded to walk into the mansion as if he had done this a thousand times. "You must be Young Master Juin and Young Master Cyrus…"
Juin and Cyrus exchanged glances before nodding.
"I'm the Head of Servant, Spencer Presley. You may call me Mr. Spencer. Come with me. You can leave your bags to the servants," the old man said before signaling the servants to pick up the bags.
Juin gave them the bag with his clothes in them and kept the other bag to himself.
"Sir?" one of the servants asked as he tried to take Juin's backpack.
"It's fine. I can hold onto it," Juin said with a smile before walking into the mansion with his arm around Cyrus. "Let's go…"
As they walked behind Mr. Spencer, Juin suddenly asked, "Are you related to President Presley?"
"Not by blood, Young Master Juin," Mr. Spencer said with a respectful tone as he continued leading them through the gigantic mansion. "President Presley took me in a long time ago, before I even knew what my surname was… President Presley was kind enough to allow me to adopt his surname when I was old enough."
While talking about President Presley, Mr. Spencer had a very proud and devoted expression on his face, which slightly unnerved Juin.
"Juin, there's a ward…" Lucifer mumbled. "It's weakening my power slightly… But I'm still fine at the moment..."
Juin nodded soundlessly. It was expected, especially since President Presley knew that Juin was possessed by a demon. Obviously, there would be some control in place.
As Mr. Spencer led them, he also explained the functions of certain rooms, and what they should do if they were to run into any trouble during their time here, who to call, and where everything was placed at.
After almost 10 minutes later, Mr. Spencer showed Juin and Cyrus to their respective rooms, which were next to each other.
"This room is yours, Young Master Juin," Mr. Spencer said with a blank expression, "and Young Master Cyrus will be staying in the room next door."
"We can't stay in the same room?" Juin asked, mostly out of safety than anything else.
"President Presley feels that because of your age, it might not be a good idea for the two of you to be sharing a room. After all, you have reached the age where you might be curious about…" Mr. Spencer cleared his throat before saying in a lower tone, "About girls…"
Hearing that, Juin blushed slightly and looked away. Stepping inside the room, he thought, "Damn… This is a bedroom? It looks more like a studio."
In the middle of the room was a king-sized bed with a pristine white bedsheet, at least four pillows of varying sizes, and a bolster. The decor of the bedroom was mostly in black and blue, and there was even a huge TV equipped with an XBOX, as well as a small shelf underneath the TV that was filled with hundreds of video games.
Juin walked to the bathroom, and his eyes immediately popped open. There was a huge bathtub that looked like it was big enough for three people, and everything in the bathroom was either in white, gold, or in light blue.
"Am I in a normal bedroom or a hotel bedroom?" Juin mumbled.
Mr. Spencer, who was behind him, chuckled and said, "President Presley has no more kins of his own, so he treats every one of his wards well… Besides, this mansion has a lot of space and other rooms. If you don't like the decor of this room, you can request for a change."
"No," Juin mumbled, "this is fine…"
He then noticed that Cyrus wasn't around, so he asked, "Where's Cyrus?"
"Young Master Cyrus is in his room…"
They then went to the room next door.
"Woah…" Juin gasped when he saw the decor of the room. Cyrus' room had been turned into a jungle, with mostly dark and light green walls, a couple of climbing posts, and a bed that was placed on a tree.
Looking at Cyrus, who was swinging from one of the posts to another, Mr. Spencer said, "When I heard that Young Master Cyrus is a little beast, I feel that this might fit him…"
"I love this place!" Cyrus exclaimed as he swung around before landing on his bed. As he jumped up and down, he said excitedly, "Gosh, this is so comfortable!!!"
Juin smiled, but he did not say anything else. Instead, he looked around and asked Mr. Spencer, "That kid… Luca Rockefeller. Does he stay here as well?"
Mr. Spencer nodded. "Young Master Luca has been here for a few years. His room is the corner room down the hall."
Juin nodded. He walked out of Cyrus' room and looked at the door at the end of the hall. When Mr. Spencer came out, Juin asked, "Are there any others like me living here?"
"Yes, President Presley has a few other wards. They are currently away for training, but they would be back next week or the week after, when the school holidays start…" Mr. Spencer then added, "As for you, Young Master Juin, because of your circ.u.mstances, you and Young Master Luca will be homeschooled until the official holiday break. In addition to that, Mr. Presley has asked me to arrange a training schedule for you. The schedule will be sent to your new phone."
Juin nodded. "Wait, new phone?" he asked with a brow raised.
"It's in your room, right on your desk. There's also a credit card. If you see anything you want, you are free to buy it yourself. The limit for your card is $5000 per month."
"5… 5,000?!" Juin's eyes widened at the amount. "A month?!"
Mr. Spencer frowned slightly as he asked, "Is that not enough?"
"No, no, no… That's enough…" Juin shook his head. He had never had this much money before, not even if he combined all the allowances that he had received since his first allowance until now.
"Glad to know," Mr. Spencer said with a smile. "Of course, Young Master Cyrus has one as well."
Juin nodded. Up until now, he did not realize that President Presley was not just loaded; he was Batman loaded.
"Oh yeah," Juin suddenly thought of something and asked, "This is such a huge mansion in the middle of the forest. Aren't you guys afraid that someone might report this place to the authority?"
Mr. Spencer smiled professionally as he explained, "We have a helipad. Two, actually, on the roofs of the mansion. But you came by car instead of flying over straight. Do you know why?"
Juin shook his head. "My tour guide was useless…"
"Well, did you notice anything weird when you were in the car earlier?"
Juin nodded as he thought about the heavy mists that surrounded the car two minutes after they drove into the forest. "Yeah… The mists…"
"Yes, the mists aren't naturally accusing mists. Anyone who is here uninvited would be trapped in the mists and become disoriented. Only those who lived here would know the right way. As for the helipads, we normally only use it for special occasions. As you might know by now, President Presley has his own mode of transportation."
Juin thought about the portals and nodded slowly. "Can you do that?"
"Unfortunately, I'm one of those who are only blessed with very little soul power reserve, so I don't have the ability to create a portal," Mr. Spencer said after a moment of hesitation.
"Luca?"
"Young Master Luca has yet to reach that level yet, but he has an equipment that allows him to open up a certain number of portals a day."
Juin nodded again.
Suddenly, Cyrus appeared between them, gave each of them a glance, before saying, "I'm hungry…"
"Well, you must be after that long journey…" Mr. Spencer said. "Let's go to the dining room. I believe the servants have finished preparing the snacks and drinks for your tea time."
He then led them down to the dining room, and along the way, when they bumped into a young male servant with a crescent-shaped scar on the middle of his forehead, Mr. Spencer told the servant to call Luca down for tea.
Juin stared up at the servant, who towered over him and was probably Lucifer's height, and thought, "Even with that scar, he can fight with Lucifer in the looks department…"
The servant looked at Juin with a blank expression, but when he saw Cyrus, he immediately shivered and looked away before hurrying off.
"That's Soren, Young Master Luca's personal servant," Mr. Spencer said when he noticed that Juin wasn't following closely behind him.
"He's a beast…" Cyrus said out loud with his arms folded.
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When the door opened, they saw an old man, who looked like he should be on his deathbed, staring at them with a stern expression.
"Young Master Luca," the old man greeted Luca Rockefeller, who then proceeded to walk into the mansion as if he had done this a thousand times. "You must be Young Master Juin and Young Master Cyrus…"
Juin and Cyrus exchanged glances before nodding.
"I'm the Head of Servant, Spencer Presley. You may call me Mr. Spencer. Come with me. You can leave your bags to the servants," the old man said before signaling the servants to pick up the bags.
Juin gave them the bag with his clothes in them and kept the other bag to himself.
"Sir?" one of the servants asked as he tried to take Juin's backpack.
"It's fine. I can hold onto it," Juin said with a smile before walking into the mansion with his arm around Cyrus. "Let's go…"
As they walked behind Mr. Spencer, Juin suddenly asked, "Are you related to President Presley?"
"Not by blood, Young Master Juin," Mr. Spencer said with a respectful tone as he continued leading them through the gigantic mansion. "President Presley took me in a long time ago, before I even knew what my surname was… President Presley was kind enough to allow me to adopt his surname when I was old enough."
While talking about President Presley, Mr. Spencer had a very proud and devoted expression on his face, which slightly unnerved Juin.
"Juin, there's a ward…" Lucifer mumbled. "It's weakening my power slightly… But I'm still fine at the moment..."
Juin nodded soundlessly. It was expected, especially since President Presley knew that Juin was possessed by a demon. Obviously, there would be some control in place.
As Mr. Spencer led them, he also explained the functions of certain rooms, and what they should do if they were to run into any trouble during their time here, who to call, and where everything was placed at.
After almost 10 minutes later, Mr. Spencer showed Juin and Cyrus to their respective rooms, which were next to each other.
"This room is yours, Young Master Juin," Mr. Spencer said with a blank expression, "and Young Master Cyrus will be staying in the room next door."
"We can't stay in the same room?" Juin asked, mostly out of safety than anything else.
"President Presley feels that because of your age, it might not be a good idea for the two of you to be sharing a room. After all, you have reached the age where you might be curious about…" Mr. Spencer cleared his throat before saying in a lower tone, "About girls…"
Hearing that, Juin blushed slightly and looked away. Stepping inside the room, he thought, "Damn… This is a bedroom? It looks more like a studio."
In the middle of the room was a king-sized bed with a pristine white bedsheet, at least four pillows of varying sizes, and a bolster. The decor of the bedroom was mostly in black and blue, and there was even a huge TV equipped with an XBOX, as well as a small shelf underneath the TV that was filled with hundreds of video games.
Juin walked to the bathroom, and his eyes immediately popped open. There was a huge bathtub that looked like it was big enough for three people, and everything in the bathroom was either in white, gold, or in light blue.
"Am I in a normal bedroom or a hotel bedroom?" Juin mumbled.
Mr. Spencer, who was behind him, chuckled and said, "President Presley has no more kins of his own, so he treats every one of his wards well… Besides, this mansion has a lot of space and other rooms. If you don't like the decor of this room, you can request for a change."
"No," Juin mumbled, "this is fine…"
He then noticed that Cyrus wasn't around, so he asked, "Where's Cyrus?"
"Young Master Cyrus is in his room…"
They then went to the room next door.
"Woah…" Juin gasped when he saw the decor of the room. Cyrus' room had been turned into a jungle, with mostly dark and light green walls, a couple of climbing posts, and a bed that was placed on a tree.
Looking at Cyrus, who was swinging from one of the posts to another, Mr. Spencer said, "When I heard that Young Master Cyrus is a little beast, I feel that this might fit him…"
"I love this place!" Cyrus exclaimed as he swung around before landing on his bed. As he jumped up and down, he said excitedly, "Gosh, this is so comfortable!!!"
Juin smiled, but he did not say anything else. Instead, he looked around and asked Mr. Spencer, "That kid… Luca Rockefeller. Does he stay here as well?"
Mr. Spencer nodded. "Young Master Luca has been here for a few years. His room is the corner room down the hall."
Juin nodded. He walked out of Cyrus' room and looked at the door at the end of the hall. When Mr. Spencer came out, Juin asked, "Are there any others like me living here?"
"Yes, President Presley has a few other wards. They are currently away for training, but they would be back next week or the week after, when the school holidays start…" Mr. Spencer then added, "As for you, Young Master Juin, because of your circ.u.mstances, you and Young Master Luca will be homeschooled until the official holiday break. In addition to that, Mr. Presley has asked me to arrange a training schedule for you. The schedule will be sent to your new phone."
Juin nodded. "Wait, new phone?" he asked with a brow raised.
"It's in your room, right on your desk. There's also a credit card. If you see anything you want, you are free to buy it yourself. The limit for your card is $5000 per month."
"5… 5,000?!" Juin's eyes widened at the amount. "A month?!"
Mr. Spencer frowned slightly as he asked, "Is that not enough?"
"No, no, no… That's enough…" Juin shook his head. He had never had this much money before, not even if he combined all the allowances that he had received since his first allowance until now.
"Glad to know," Mr. Spencer said with a smile. "Of course, Young Master Cyrus has one as well."
Juin nodded. Up until now, he did not realize that President Presley was not just loaded; he was Batman loaded.
"Oh yeah," Juin suddenly thought of something and asked, "This is such a huge mansion in the middle of the forest. Aren't you guys afraid that someone might report this place to the authority?"
Mr. Spencer smiled professionally as he explained, "We have a helipad. Two, actually, on the roofs of the mansion. But you came by car instead of flying over straight. Do you know why?"
Juin shook his head. "My tour guide was useless…"
"Well, did you notice anything weird when you were in the car earlier?"
Juin nodded as he thought about the heavy mists that surrounded the car two minutes after they drove into the forest. "Yeah… The mists…"
"Yes, the mists aren't naturally accusing mists. Anyone who is here uninvited would be trapped in the mists and become disoriented. Only those who lived here would know the right way. As for the helipads, we normally only use it for special occasions. As you might know by now, President Presley has his own mode of transportation."
Juin thought about the portals and nodded slowly. "Can you do that?"
"Unfortunately, I'm one of those who are only blessed with very little soul power reserve, so I don't have the ability to create a portal," Mr. Spencer said after a moment of hesitation.
"Luca?"
"Young Master Luca has yet to reach that level yet, but he has an equipment that allows him to open up a certain number of portals a day."
Juin nodded again.
Suddenly, Cyrus appeared between them, gave each of them a glance, before saying, "I'm hungry…"
"Well, you must be after that long journey…" Mr. Spencer said. "Let's go to the dining room. I believe the servants have finished preparing the snacks and drinks for your tea time."
He then led them down to the dining room, and along the way, when they bumped into a young male servant with a crescent-shaped scar on the middle of his forehead, Mr. Spencer told the servant to call Luca down for tea.
Juin stared up at the servant, who towered over him and was probably Lucifer's height, and thought, "Even with that scar, he can fight with Lucifer in the looks department…"
The servant looked at Juin with a blank expression, but when he saw Cyrus, he immediately shivered and looked away before hurrying off.
"That's Soren, Young Master Luca's personal servant," Mr. Spencer said when he noticed that Juin wasn't following closely behind him.
"He's a beast…" Cyrus said out loud with his arms folded.
When the door opened, they saw an old man, who looked like he should be on his deathbed, staring at them with a stern expression. "Young Master Luca," the old man greeted Luca Rockefeller, who then proceeded to walk into the mansion as if he had done this a thousand times. "You must be Young Master Juin and Young Master Cyrus" Juin and Cyrus exchanged glances before nodding. "I'm the Head of Servant, Spencer Presley. You may call me Mr. Spencer. Come with me. You can leave your bags to the servants," the old man said before signaling the servants to pick up the bags. Juin gave them the bag with his clothes in them and kept the other bag to himself. "Sir?" one of the servants asked as he tried to take Juin's backpack. "It's fine. I can hold onto it," Juin said with a smile before walking into the mansion with his arm around Cyrus. "Let's go" As they walked behind Mr. Spencer, Juin suddenly asked, "Are you related to President Presley?" "Not by blood, Young Master Juin," Mr. Spencer said with a respectful tone as he continued leading them through the gigantic mansion. "President Presley took me in a long time ago, before I even knew what my surname was President Presley was kind enough to allow me to adopt his surname when I was old enough." While talking about President Presley, Mr. Spencer had a very proud and devoted expression on his face, which slightly unnerved Juin. "Juin, there's a ward" Lucifer mumbled. "It's weakening my power slightly But I'm still fine at the moment..." Juin nodded soundlessly. It was expected, especially since President Presley knew that Juin was possessed by a demon. Obviously, there would be some control in place. As Mr. Spencer led them, he also explained the functions of certain rooms, and what they should do if they were to run into any trouble during their time here, who to call, and where everything was placed at. After almost 10 minutes later, Mr. Spencer showed Juin and Cyrus to their respective rooms, which were next to each other. "This room is yours, Young Master Juin," Mr. Spencer said with a blank expression, "and Young Master Cyrus will be staying in the room next door." "We can't stay in the same room?" Juin asked, mostly out of safety than anything else. "President Presley feels that because of your age, it might not be a good idea for the two of you to be sharing a room. After all, you have reached the age where you might be curious about" Mr. Spencer cleared his throat before saying in a lower tone, "About girls" Hearing that, Juin blushed slightly and looked away. Stepping inside the room, he thought, "Damn This is a bedroom? It looks more like a studio." In the middle of the room was a king-sized bed with a pristine white bedsheet, at least four pillows of varying sizes, and a bolster. The decor of the bedroom was mostly in black and blue, and there was even a huge TV equipped with an XBOX, as well as a small shelf underneath the TV that was filled with hundreds of video games. Juin walked to the bathroom, and his eyes immediately popped open. There was a huge bathtub that looked like it was big enough for three people, and everything in the bathroom was either in white, gold, or in light blue. "Am I in a normal bedroom or a hotel bedroom?" Juin mumbled. Mr. Spencer, who was behind him, chuckled and said, "President Presley has no more kins of his own, so he treats every one of his wards well Besides, this mansion has a lot of space and other rooms. If you don't like the decor of this room, you can request for a change." "No," Juin mumbled, "this is fine" He then noticed that Cyrus wasn't around, so he asked, "Where's Cyrus?" "Young Master Cyrus is in his room" They then went to the room next door. "Woah" Juin gasped when he saw the decor of the room. Cyrus' room had been turned into a jungle, with mostly dark and light green walls, a couple of climbing posts, and a bed that was placed on a tree. Looking at Cyrus, who was swinging from one of the posts to another, Mr. Spencer said, "When I heard that Young Master Cyrus is a little beast, I feel that this might fit him" "I love this place!" Cyrus exclaimed as he swung around before landing on his bed. As he jumped up and down, he said excitedly, "Gosh, this is so comfortable!!!" Juin smiled, but he did not say anything else. Instead, he looked around and asked Mr. Spencer, "That kid Luca Rockefeller. Does he stay here as well?" Mr. Spencer nodded. "Young Master Luca has been here for a few years. His room is the corner room down the hall." Juin nodded. He walked out of Cyrus' room and looked at the door at the end of the hall. When Mr. Spencer came out, Juin asked, "Are there any others like me living here?" "Yes, President Presley has a few other wards. They are currently away for training, but they would be back next week or the week after, when the school holidays start" Mr. Spencer then added, "As for you, Young Master Juin, because of your circ.u.mstances, you and Young Master Luca will be homeschooled until the official holiday break. In addition to that, Mr. Presley has asked me to arrange a training schedule for you. The schedule will be sent to your new phone." Juin nodded. "Wait, new phone?" he asked with a brow raised. "It's in your room, right on your desk. There's also a credit card. If you see anything you want, you are free to buy it yourself. The limit for your card is $5000 per month." "5 5,000?!" Juin's eyes widened at the amount. "A month?!" Mr. Spencer frowned slightly as he asked, "Is that not enough?" "No, no, no That's enough" Juin shook his head. He had never had this much money before, not even if he combined all the allowances that he had received since his first allowance until now. "Glad to know," Mr. Spencer said with a smile. "Of course, Young Master Cyrus has one as well." Juin nodded. Up until now, he did not realize that President Presley was not just loaded; he was Batman loaded. "Oh yeah," Juin suddenly thought of something and asked, "This is such a huge mansion in the middle of the forest. Aren't you guys afraid that someone might report this place to the authority?" Mr. Spencer smiled professionally as he explained, "We have a helipad. Two, actually, on the roofs of the mansion. But you came by car instead of flying over straight. Do you know why?" Juin shook his head. "My tour guide was useless" "Well, did you notice anything weird when you were in the car earlier?" Juin nodded as he thought about the heavy mists that surrounded the car two minutes after they drove into the forest. "Yeah The mists" "Yes, the mists aren't naturally accusing mists. Anyone who is here uninvited would be trapped in the mists and become disoriented. Only those who lived here would know the right way. As for the helipads, we normally only use it for special occasions. As you might know by now, President Presley has his own mode of transportation." Juin thought about the portals and nodded slowly. "Can you do that?" "Unfortunately, I'm one of those who are only blessed with very little soul power reserve, so I don't have the ability to create a portal," Mr. Spencer said after a moment of hesitation. "Luca?" "Young Master Luca has yet to reach that level yet, but he has an equipment that allows him to open up a certain number of portals a day." Juin nodded again. Suddenly, Cyrus appeared between them, gave each of them a glance, before saying, "I'm hungry" "Well, you must be after that long journey" Mr. Spencer said. "Let's go to the dining room. I believe the servants have finished preparing the snacks and drinks for your tea time." He then led them down to the dining room, and along the way, when they bumped into a young male servant with a crescent-shaped scar on the middle of his forehead, Mr. Spencer told the servant to call Luca down for tea. Juin stared up at the servant, who towered over him and was probably Lucifer's height, and thought, "Even with that scar, he can fight with Lucifer in the looks department" The servant looked at Juin with a blank expression, but when he saw Cyrus, he immediately shivered and looked away before hurrying off. "That's Soren, Young Master Luca's personal servant," Mr. Spencer said when he noticed that Juin wasn't following closely behind him. "He's a beast" Cyrus said out loud with his arms folded.
