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Chapter 273 Entering The Golden Family Estate Again · Oct 05, 2026

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251 Chapter 251 Invitation 2026-10-05
252 Chapter 252 A Deal? 2026-10-05
253 Chapter 253 Back 2026-10-05
254 Chapter 254 Collecting Reward 2026-10-05
255 Chapter 255 Answer 2026-10-05
256 Chapter 256 Amazing Discovery 2026-10-05
257 Chapter 257 Plans 2026-10-05
258 Chapter 258 New Home? 2026-10-05
259 Chapter 259 Home 2026-10-05
260 Chapter 260 Evolving Himself 2026-10-05
261 Chapter 261 Successful Evolution? 2026-10-05
262 Chapter 262 High Human Michael 2026-10-05
263 Chapter 263 Changes 2026-10-05
264 Chapter 264 Testing Growth 2026-10-05
265 Chapter 265 A Familiar Face 2026-10-05
266 Chapter 266 Discussion 2026-10-05
267 Chapter 267 2026-10-05
268 Chapter 268 2026-10-05
269 Chapter 269 Miraʼs Thoughts 2026-10-05
270 Chapter 270 New Home 2026-10-05
271 Chapter 271 Progress 2026-10-05
272 Chapter 272 2026-10-05
273 Chapter 273 Entering The Golden Family Estate Again 2026-10-05
274 Chapter 274 Meeting Mage Lian Again 2026-10-05
275 Chapter 275 You Like Books? 2026-10-05
276 Chapter 276 Gloomshade Ravine 2026-10-05
277 Chapter 277 New Meditation Technique 2026-10-05
278 Chapter 278 Bright Academy 2026-10-05
279 Chapter 279 Flame Lion 2026-10-05
280 Chapter 280 Mission Completed 2026-10-05
281 Chapter 281 Sudden Guest 2026-10-05
282 Chapter 282 Sudden Wave Of Wealth 2026-10-05
283 Chapter 283 Information 2026-10-05
284 Chapter 284 Purchasing New Items 2026-10-05
285 Chapter 285 Stronger Prince 2026-10-05
286 Chapter 286 Next Undead 2026-10-05
287 Chapter 287 Unexpected 2026-10-05
288 Chapter 288 New Discovery 2026-10-05
289 Chapter 289 Contemplation 2026-10-05
290 Chapter 290 Goliath 2026-10-05
291 Chapter 291 Test 2026-10-05
292 Chapter 292 The Day 2026-10-05
293 Chapter 293 Heading Out 2026-10-05
294 Chapter 294 Meeting 2026-10-05
295 Chapter 295 Great One 2026-10-05
296 Chapter 296 Princess 2026-10-05
297 Chapter 297 Princess Priscilla 2026-10-05
298 Chapter 298 Questioning 2026-10-05
299 Chapter 299 Return 2026-10-05
300 Chapter 300 Withdraw 2026-10-05

Chapter 273 Entering The Golden Family Estate Again

Michael sat up slowly, the linen sheet slipping off his bare torso.

The floor was cold beneath his feet as he stood, but he didnʼt flinch.

Without rushing, he made his way to the bath.

There was also water in the large bath tub but it was cold.

However Michael didnʼt care.

Michael lowered himself into the water and leaned back, letting his body relax. The cool sensation seeped into his skin, but his mind remained clear.

After scrubbing his skin clean and running a cloth over his hair, Michael rose, water dripping from his form.

Michael stepped out and reached for the towel, wiping himself dry with slow, methodical movements.

Once done, he walked over to the wardrobe.

It was built into the wall, tall and wide, its doors opening to reveal rows of neatly hung garments. Robes lined with fine thread.

Tunics dyed in rare colors like midnight blue and forest green.

Some had delicate patterns stitched into them.

There were also coats lined with fur, cloaks with silk interiors, and boots made of blackened leather.

Michael stared at it all for a moment, as if assessing what version of himself he wanted to show today.

Just a few days ago, the wardrobe had been nearly empty. But after his recent visit to the Inner City, that changed.

With the surplus silver coins he had, Michael had purchased these clothes from a tailor whose shop was nestled between a jeweler and a shoe store.

The man had been quick to flatter, quick to bow, and even quicker to fetch his best work.

Michael had accepted it all without expression. He didnʼt dress to impress. But power often needed to be displayed—especially in places like the core.

He chose a dark green robe with subtle embroidery at the cuffs. Clean lines, minimal embellishments, but clearly expensive.

Michael pulled it on, adjusted the belt, then moved to the smaller drawer beside the wardrobe.

Inside, resting among glass bottles cushioned with velvet, were a few perfumes.

He reached for a small, dark vial and uncorked it. The scent drifted out immediately—sharp at first, then warm and mellow, like aged wood soaked in faint citrus.

Michael dabbed the perfume across his wrists, then lightly across his neck. The scent mingled with the fabric of his robe, subtle but distinct.

Now prepared, he stood still for a moment.

Today mattered.

And Michael was sure it wasnʼt just him.

Unless Mage Lian had found someone else—someone better suited for his situation—Michael was certain the old man had been waiting for him.

It had been nearly a week since their last meeting, and Michael couldnʼt help but wonder how the old man was doing now, and how he felt about the delay.

Delaying him hadnʼt been part of Michaelʼs plan.

He hadnʼt lied when he said he needed time to think.

But that time to think had caused him to temporarily set the old manʼs matter aside.

Especially after evolving—when he no longer had to worry about his body exploding from excess mana—and with new things taking over his focus.

Even so, while forgetting might be excusable, what Michael considered truly unacceptable was neglecting the old man to the point of damaging their relationship.

Michael stepped out of the house, closing the wooden door behind him with a soft thud.

The morning sun had risen fully by now, casting long shadows across the dusty streets of the outer city.

The air was brisk, carrying with it the scent of baked bread, iron, and smoke from early forges.

Outside the silver district, people bustled about—merchants shouting prices, children darting between legs—but the crowd parted subtly when they saw him.

There was no formal recognition, no salutes or greetings, yet many eyes lingered. A few nodded, and some whispered.

Michael walked with steady steps, unhurried, his dark green robe fluttering faintly in the breeze.

As he approached the gate leading to the inner city, the guards stationed there straightened slightly.

One of them, a man with grizzled cheeks and sharp brown eyes, gave Michael a quick glance and then a nod.

”Morning, sir,” the man said.

Michael returned the nod wordlessly.

There was no request for identification. No questions. No delay.

They simply stepped aside and let him pass, the iron gate creaking open without protest.

Just like the guards at the outer city gates, these ones had come to recognize his face—and more importantly, what it meant.

The difference between the outer and inner city was immediate. The roads were better paved, lined with cleaner stones.

Buildings stood taller and were made from smoother bricks.

Fountains decorated intersections, and the air smelled faintly of herbs and incense rather than ash and sweat.

Michael didnʼt stop to admire any of it.

He didnʼt detour to the market square or the gardens, nor did he pause to greet any of the people who turned to watch him walk by.

The Golden Family residence stood at the end of a long, curved street flanked by silver lanterns and trimmed hedges.

The estate was walled and tall, with polished brass gates and guards in livery bearing the familyʼs crest.

Michael slowed his steps as he approached.

This wasnʼt his first time here.

It was the Golden Family who had once helped him contact Mage Lian.

According to his knowledge, he could also go to other noble houses and as long as he had the token the grand mage gave him, any of them should welcome him.

However, Michael didnʼt do this.

He preferred familiarity. And they were familiar with him. That was enough.

The guards at the gate stepped forward, one of them already lifting the latch.

”Sir Michael,” one said with a small bow.

Michael gave a small nod.

”I need an audience with someone in charge.”

The guard exchanged a glance with his companion, then gestured him in with one choosing to lead the way.

”Weʼll inform the steward. Please, proceed.”

Michael stepped through the gates without hesitation, the cool scent of trimmed grass and polished stone greeting him as he entered the Golden Familyʼs estate.

He didnʼt know how long the old man had waited. But today, that wait would end.

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