Martial Online.

Miss Cali sat down on the comfy-looking chair, her legs crossed, and picked up the ink pen, then wrote something down on the goat parchment paper.

Ambrose sat on the wooden chair, the desk separating them from each other, and waited for her to finish writing.

He didn't mind her using 'his' chair, even though that was the spot where the dojo master should be sitting. He was simply curious about her reason for visiting him.

'I killed her man.' Ambrose caressed his sword's sheath. 'Is she here for revenge? Her voice is dangerous. If she opens her mouth, I have to instantly kill her.'

Miss Cali finished writing with a gentle stroke and pushed the parchment papers towards the purple-eyed man. She then leaned back, put the ink pen back in the drawer, and waited for him.

Ambrose accepted the parchment paper and looked at it. He was impressed by her writing, as it looked like an expert calligrapher had written the sentences.

'We have to communicate this way.' He started reading.

'Otherwise, your heart might stop after hearing my voice.

'Therefore, I'll just write down everything I'll say. You can speak, however.

'First of all, my name is Cali, and as you know, I was Mars' mistress. You killed him; therefore, I am here.'

"Are you here to have revenge?" Ambrose asked as he tore his gaze off the paper.

Cali shook her head and picked up the ink pen again, then wrote down quickly.

After handing over the paper to him, he slowly read it out loud.

"I am here to thank you…"

He frowned. "What are you thanking me for?"

Miss Cali wrote something down and glanced upwards at him. She looked at him for a moment before giving him the paper.

Ambrose looked down and read it. 

"The relationship wasn't out of love. I was the only person stopping Mars from annihilating the New North. He had pent-up anger towards that place, but I managed to convince him otherwise."

"Hmm…" Ambrose intertwined his fingers and scratched his cheek with his thumb. "I am starting to understand the gist. Still, why are you here? To thank me? A mail would have sufficed."

Miss Cali suddenly extended her hands towards him and snapped her fingers with a gentle pop sound.

In that moment, a heart-shaped smoke emerged from her hand, and an eyeball with a star-shaped pupil appeared from the smoke.

It was the Eye of Shimon!

"This thing is evil." She whispered.

"Argh…" Ambrose felt a pang in his heart, and he looked at her with a scowl. "Give it back. What are you doing?"

"Are you planning to use this?" She asked.

"Fuck…" Ambrose coughed painfully as he felt like someone had squeezed his heart. "Maybe. I don't know!"

"Eye of Shimon can only have owners of the fateless…" She whispered, her eyes narrowed, and she then brought out a knife from her pocket.

"However, that doesn't apply to you."

Ambrose's eyes widened in shock, and he wanted to draw his sword, but his body was, for some reason, frozen in place.

Cali raised her knife and stabbed it through one of Ambrose's eyes.

"Ugh!" Ambrose flinched in shock, feeling numbness spreading across his face.

"Be careful with this…" She whispered and stuffed the eye into his eye socket.

After that, she took out a napkin, wiped the blood off her knife, and pocketed it.

"Argh…" Ambrose held his bleeding face and felt an itchiness that seemed to have seeped straight into his bones.

Miss Cali looked at him with a deep look, then lifted her frail-looking arm with perfectly smooth skin and snapped her fingers.

The pink smoke engulfed her, and she vanished from the office like a person that had never existed.

"What the fuck…" Ambrose stood up and looked at his blood-stained hand. "What did she do? Did she stuff the Eye of Shimon into my socket?"

Ding, ding!

[You have acquired the Eye of Shimon!]

[As the old Grounded God of Fates, Shimon had the ability to steal and alter fates. However, after 'His' defeat, one of 'His' eyes got lost in time, searching for new owners]

[You now have the ability to steal fates and use the stolen fates to find Fate Opportunities]

'Like with Mars, I can only get opportunities if I steal fates.' Ambrose frowned.

'She disappeared. She knew I had the Eye of Shimon, so she just wanted me to have this or what? I am so confused.'

He stood up from the chair, opened the curtains, and looked at his reflection through the window.

It was just as expected.

One of his eyes looked somewhat different.

It was still purple-colored, as if the Eye of Shimon adapted to his eye color, but the pupil was strangely mesmerizingly star-shaped. It looked very unique and attractive.

"So, that now happened…" Ambrose opened his interface and pressed log out.

…

After opening his eyes, Jesse removed the headset and fast-walked over to the bathroom.

He then checked himself through the mirror, his purple eyes wide open.

"Not here, at least…" He sighed in relief as he saw that his Eye of Shimon didn't transfer to his real-life body.

It would have been weird if it did.

"I have seen many weird things before, so if it had happened, it would have been annoying."

He wryly smiled, and at that moment, he heard a knock on his room door.

After quickly washing his hands, he left the bathroom and opened the door.

"Ah, you're awake." Anna smiled with a broom in hand. "I wasn't sure whether you were in the game or here."

"Ah, yes, what is it, mother?" Jesse asked.

Anna looked at her stepson, who had zero resemblance to his previous self, but for some odd reason, she still felt like he was the person she knew.

Therefore, she formed a warm smile and said, "The servants are cleaning the hallways, and during that time, I usually clean our family rooms.

"It's something I enjoy doing, as I come from a working household, and I came to clean your room. I just finished with Emma's."

"I've cleaned it already, though." Jesse scratched the back of his head, as he had kept his room very clean.

"Have you cleaned the windows, the dust from the corners of the rooms, and even the edges around the doors?" Anna rapidly asked with a smile.

"Uhh, nah." Jesse chuckled and opened the door. "Well, if you don't mind."

"That's more like it!" Anna's smile brightened, and she entered his room with the brush in hand.

She looked around the room with a curious gaze as this was her first time inside his room after he moved in with them.

Jesse went to the desk, got seated, and opened his computer with a thoughtful look. He wanted to check out the forums to find out whether there was anything about the class upgrades.

"I heard something interesting from Emma." Anna put the brush aside and looked at him with a sly look. "Who is this Bella I am hearing so much about?"

"Uhh, she works at the bookstore with Emma." Jesse replied and looked at her with a smile. "What did Emma say?"

"Something very interesting." Anna chuckled, and then mentioned. "Ah right. Amber Saward sent me a dining invitation. You met her with Jack, so I've heard."

"Mm, I remember her." Jesse nodded, having a distinct memory of her.

"She also invited you." Anna said with a smile. "I think it's a good time for you to meet your fellow children of High Society. They are interested in meeting you."

"When?"

"In a week or so." Anna replied with a smile.

"All right." Jesse nodded. 'It's just a dinner, might as well. What could possibly happen?'