The Absolute: Humanity's Second Chance

A week went by just like that.

Damien relaxed the pace of the construction progress, as he had to teach them about many subjects to take into consideration at the same time.

Commoners did not have 100% access towards all ranks of knowledge. Nor did the nobles. Only royalty or powerful organizations such as the Gray House had droves of all kinds of knowledge.

Of course, illegal organizations such as the Gray House had their knowledge mainly from theft.

They stole from other nobles, or royalties. Thus they were at the same level, if not, higher than some royalties.

That aside, the employees of the worker's guild not knowing most of what he taught them was understandable.

So Damien spent most of the week going back and forth from the Gray House, borrowing their books, and using them to help the high ranked employees, whom will help those below them.

"Hmm... But Dammy, is it okay to easily give away knowledge like this?" Esther inquired, as her son had uncharacteristically paid her a visit on this lovely day.

"It will be." And Damien, amidst eating breakfast, responded to her inquiry.

"The reason these books were kept away from the populace in the first place, was to give nobles and royalty a sense of superiority over plebians. Nothing important." He said, and further explained.

When both a noble and a commoner learned the same subject, one would have 30% knowledge, while the other had 100% knowledge on it.

Amongst the two, who will most likely be the boss of the other? Exactly, the noble.

But Damien cared less about that. Such methods wasted talents.

Plus, with the new knowledge he had in mind, about the world and their new circumstances, humanity's prior knowledge will be useless.

In less than a year's time, what he is showing everyone here, will be nothing but common place knowledge for any Jim and Jack.

"I see..." Esther nodded in understanding as Damien explained.

At the same time, she wiped off her hands on her apron, as she took a sit before him. "Now tell me Dammy, where's Julie? Why didn't you bring her along?"

She threw an inquiry at him, her face carrying a cheeky grin on it. But Damien acted as if he did not see it, and instead responded to her question. "She's learning about time and space magic. She will be out soon enough."

"Hm? Time...? Space...?" Esther, not understanding the terms clearly, repeated the both of them to herself. "I can understand time magic, since it's simple enough, but what is space magic?"

Does it increase or decrease space?

She wondered, and Damien could easily read through her thoughts as the current her, was just a simple wife-slash-mother. Not a bona-fide killer.

"Something along those lines." He responded as such, not explaining himself any further. He then stood up to leave. "Thanks for the breakfast, mom."

He said, turning to leave. But Esther cupped her slightly chubby cheeks into both hands, as a beautiful smile rested on her lips. "Hmm... it's rare for you to call me that."

"...Enjoy it while it still lasts then." Damien said, leaving the house and closing the door behind him.

"..."

Esther remained silent, her expression still blissfully pure of joy, as she stared at the door. 'Your father would be happy to hear you call him dad once more...' She thought, her smile slightly collapsing.

"..."

She then sighed, glanced at the table, only to see that her sixteen year old son left behind the dishes. '...I can't even call you a spoiled brat, can I?' She chuckled to herself.

She couldn't.

David couldn't as well.

They, had no right to say such.

Especially to him, out of all people. With how they raised him, he deserved to act childish and spoiled, even if its at his current age.

"Mommy will always love you. Regardless of how you choose to treat the both of us." She said to herself, as she stood up to clean after him.

A brilliant smile of pure joy resting on her face. Illustrating how purely happy she was to serve her son. Even if it's a bit too late.

~~~

Avarice Lord's Mansion.

Within his study.

Adonis silently stared in front of him, as a crimson haired beauty, prim and proper, and dressed neatly, poured tea for him.

He watched as her fair jade-like hands gently picked up cookies from the silver tray on the table, and placing them onto her plate. Then onto his plate as well.

He admired as she blissfully hummed a tune he knew nothing about, with an innocent smile on her face. Her lips painted red, and her face a shade prettier than usual due to her makeup.

"..."

He marveled at how beautiful she currently was, with her long hair also tied into a beautiful pony tail, ardoned with crimson gold jewelry.

She was just beautiful.

"...I'd appreciate it if you did not stare so much, lord Adonis." She said, resting her face onto her palm as she stared at him with a slight smile.

"Ah..." And Adonis, realizing his blunder, hurriedly averted his gaze in shame. His face a bit flushed due to embarrassment. "My apologies."

He softly whispered, and though Fiona did not hear him, she smiled brightly. She could already guess what he said. And that only made him all the more cute.

"It's alright. I don't blame you. I am indeed pretty." She said, raising her head as if to flaunt her beauty like a baby peacock.

"..."

And though Adonis wanted to comment on her borderline narcissistic attitude, he had to admit she was pretty. She had the right to flaunt it.

"But, you're handsome too. So perhaps you deserve a few stares yourself." She added, resting her face back into her hand, as she stared at him with a smile.

Her gaze was subconsciously softened, when she stared at him.

Her crimson red eyes, rippling with innocent beauty, like a pool of lava, fiery and out of this world... warming his heart.

"..."

And Adonis, now swallowed within that pool of lava, took a second or two before he once more averted his gaze away from her, his face now completely red in embarrassment.

She's hitting on me!!

His soul exclaimed, as he had never been gazed at like that by a woman before. Let alone up so close to his face.

"...???"

Fiona also realized her words, and though a bit embarrassed, she kept up a facade. She sat up straight, and faked a cough to attract back his attention.

Unfortunately, she was unaware of the thoughts he was having, which were definitely not right. She said every word with pure innocence.

"So... So, lord Adonis, about that suggestion of mine..." She said, picking up her cup to take a sip.

"Hm..? Ah, oh... that..." Adonis also regained his cool as he responded. He took a deep breathe of air, and became stern. "I've thought about it, and... I have to say..."

He paused, staring up at Fiona with a stern gaze. And though not understanding why, Fiona's facade of confidence immediately fell apart as she slightly panicked.

"..."

She held her breathe, as she wondered whether he would agree to her suggestion or not. Or what thoughts he had concerning them.

And the pause stroked roughly at her nerves.

And seeing such a reaction from her, Adonis felt a bit pleased about himself. One way or another, he had to get his get back. "...I love it. I love it very much." He said, a pure smile resting on his handsome face.

And though that was not part of his retaliation process, Fiona felt her heart skip a beat. She hurriedly averted her gaze, and forced out a response, "...Is that so."

She said, or rather, she barely whispered. Her tone soft. So soft, Adonis almost did not hear her. 'Did I... Did I make her angry..?' He wondered.

Maybe I went too far?

His thoughts continued, as he mentally told himself not to ever do that again. Meanwhile, Fiona kept her silence as she ate.

"..."

"..."

Adonis joined her, at the same time, he thought back to yesternight, when she decided to pay him a visit at midnight. As usual.

He thought back to the conversation they had at that time.

"Huh..?" He remembered looking up in stupor at her, as she stared at him with anger drifting within her fiery gaze.

"You heard me!!" She said, harrumphing at his reaction.

But seeing the eyebags below his eyes, and how lethargic he was, she ultimately sighed and sat back down. "Seriously though. Those bastards are going too far..."

She complained, her words barely a whisper. Yet Adonis bitterly smiled in response, placing down the pen in his hands. "What's there that we can do? Father stated that he will not support us, and that we have to conquer each city using our own unique means."

He leaned back onto his chair as he spoke.

Fiona did not say anything, and just kept up her angered expression. She could not swallow the disrespect that the nobles gave Adonis.

Even if she had nothing to do with it, she still felt uncomfortable with mere nobles looking down on a royalty. Her peer.

Wasn't that as good as looking down on her too?!

How hateful..!!