Thus, this visit came to a hasty conclusion.
Her expression bearing a guilty conscience, Siveria accompanied Viscountess Kenfield at her side as they saw Eros out the door.
Once Eros boarded his carriage and departed, Viscountess Kenfield could no longer contain herself, reaching straight out to pinch Siveria at her waist.
As she pinched, she fumed in anger: "Is this how unbridled you are? How am I supposed to face him in the future after this?"
"I know you young people like to have your fun, but no matter how much you like to have fun, you still have to mind the occasion, don't you?"
Siveria grumbled in pain: "At a moment like that, who would think so much!"
Not saying this would have been better; the more she spoke, the angrier Viscountess Kenfield grew, laughing out of sheer rage:
"Won't think so much, huh? Let's see if you'll still 'not think so much' in the future!"
As she spoke, her hand pinched Siveria ceaselessly.
Siveria cried out in pain: "Stop pinching, stop pinching! I'll give you something."
Saying this, while dodging Viscountess Kenfield's hand, she fished out a tiny crystal bottle from inside her clothing.
Looking at the tiny crystal bottle before her, Viscountess Kenfield stopped her movements, her brows furrowing:
"What is this?"
Siveria gave a mysterious smile and lifted the spiritual wall over the tiny crystal bottle. In the next second, a rich aura of vitality began to radiate out from the bottle.
Stimulated by this aura of vitality, the plants in the surrounding flowerbeds began to grow wildly.
Seeing that it caused such a stir, Siveria hastily used her spiritual wall once more to isolate the aura of vitality dispersing from inside the tiny crystal bottle.
Viscountess Kenfield looked at this scene in shock, her tone stammering slightly:
"Th-Th-This... what is this?"
Siveria's delicate face flushed slightly red as she said with some embarrassment:
"A Life Elixir!"
Hearing this, Viscountess Kenfield's face flushed crimson as well. She glared at Siveria before her and said:
"What are you giving me this for?"
Siveria curled her lip: "It can extend lifespan and make a person look even younger. If you don't want it, then forget it."
Saying this, Siveria prepared to put the tiny crystal bottle away.
Yet right at this moment, a hand faster than hers snatched the tiny crystal bottle away.
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Witnessing this scene, Siveria muttered: "Didn't you say you didn't want it?"
A blush rose on Viscountess Kenfield's face, but she still put on a front of composure:
"I never said I didn't want it."
Siveria let out a tch!
Viscountess Kenfield's face flushed red once more. Turning her face to the side, she coughed lightly and said:
"I'll let it slide this time. You are not allowed to do this next time!"
As her words fell, Viscountess Kenfield walked off on her own.
Looking at that shapely figure disappearing at the doorway, Siveria pouted her lips.
That evening, Viscount Kenfield looked at his wife sitting across the dining table—her appearance looking only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old—his expression utterly shocked.
"Just what on earth is going on?"
Hearing this, Viscountess Kenfield's body went somewhat rigid. To tell the truth, she truly hadn't expected the effect to be this good.
Facing her husband's inquiry, Viscountess Kenfield opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain.
Siveria glanced at her mother and remarked casually:
"Eros gave me a bottle of Life Elixir, and then I gave it to Mom."
Hearing his daughter's explanation, Viscount Kenfield nodded in sudden comprehension.
According to records, the Elf race indeed knew how to make Life Elixirs. Thus, it was not strange at all for Eros to gift Siveria a bottle of Life Elixir.
Seeing her husband believe her daughter's explanation, Viscountess Kenfield let out a light sigh of relief.
Deep into the night, facing his once again youthful and beautiful wife, Viscount Kenfield felt a surge of restless anticipation. But unfortunately...
"Dad, Mom is sleeping with me tonight!"
Viscount Kenfield suddenly felt a wave of sorrow. This brat—she doesn't have a shred of tact!
"It's fine. She can't possibly sleep with her mother forever!"
Viscount Kenfield could only comfort himself this way. However, the next day after he went to take up his position:
As a charitable organization that would cover the entire empire in the future, served as its Vice President with the President acting as a hands-off manager, he needed to travel all over the country to conduct inspections.
Especially after learning that the Reincarnation Church would successively inject over three million pounds in funding over three years, Viscount Kenfield felt an even heavier weight on his shoulders.
Therefore, upon taking office, faced with Eros's selfless trust, he dared not delay for even a moment and threw himself straight into work.
He began conducting inspections everywhere.
One had to keep in mind that the land area of the Sacred Chris Empire spanned over eighty million square kilometers...
Of course, those were all matters for later.
Inside the carriage, Eros finally could no longer suppress the confusion in his heart, hastily asking Barbara in his soul space:
"Just what on earth is going on?!"
Barbara looked at that pure white flame, remaining silent for a short while before speaking in a soft voice:
"Do you still remember the hint that Astral Spirit gave you?"
"'Pay attention to the anomalies around you; the opportunity for advancement has long been by my side.'"
Eros repeated the hint Alex had given him in a low voice.
Barbara nodded, her tone solemn: "Just as he said, the opportunity for advancement was by your side all along. That inexplicable power inside Siveria's body was your opportunity for advancement."
"It seems that unknown deity had long perceived that you couldn't advance to Sequence 6 through normal means, so He delivered this power to your side right when you had just advanced to Sequence 7."
"Why would He help me advance?" Eros was somewhat puzzled.
Barbara shook her head, her tone carrying a hint of perplexity as well: "I don't know!"
Eros offered a bitter smile: "This kind of inexplicable gift really makes one feel uneasy at times."
Barbara lowered her eyelids, speaking softly: "We may have been drawn into the grand scheme of a great entity. The gift before us now might be the advance payment He is giving us for the future."
"A transaction?" Eros murmured to himself.
"Perhaps. Regardless of what He wants to do in the future, it is never wrong for you to raise your own strength as quickly as possible."
"Only when your own strength is sufficiently powerful will you avoid being tossed around as a pawn at will."
"His intent might be out of goodwill this time, but who's to say it won't turn into malice next time? So grow stronger as quickly as you can," Barbara reminded him in a serious tone.
Eros nodded: "Got it!"