Extra's Revenge: Reincarnated As A Slave-Chapter 33: Cheshire Family’s Young Lord

’Just as expected...’

Rey sat in his room, contemplating many things in sheer silence.

He had been rewarded by Augustus once again for his feats in the Supremacy Challenge. It turned out even his Master hadn’t expected him to fare so well against his foe.

Not only did Augustus Desgarron win a lot of money, but Rey’s victory against Bad Boy, a 5 Year Veteran, placed him among the top players of the Coliseum.

There were even talks on adding him to the Official Rankings despite the brief period he had spent there.

At this point, his value had skyrocketed beyond belief.

This, of course, meant Augustus was pleased.

’In fact, I overheard him about the several offers he has started receiving from people...’ Rey’s eyes narrowed.

As much as it annoyed him that he was being treated like merchandise, he endured the shame.and approached the matter with silent, cold logic.

’Augustus will be too foolish if he actually decides to sell me.’ Rey smiled to himself.

He was rather weak, sure.

In the grand scheme of things he was also irrelevant.

But—

’I am the best card he has right now.’ Rey smiled and relaxed his body.

He wasn’t going anywhere.

He didn’t even want to.

’I’ve gotten accustomed to this place and its mechanics. Amara is helping me with my training, and I have racked up enough merits to be recognized here. I pull my own weight, and I have gotten rid of obstacles like Leon.’ He calmly analyzed things in silence. ’If I were to move to a different place, my progress would be reset and I’d have to start from scratch.’

Due to his reputation, things wouldn’t be as difficult for him in another Master’s abode as they were when he first started out at the Desgarron Manor. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

However, Rey was still averse towards such an unknown environment.

Besides...

’Anyone who purchases me now will do so at a great cost. It means they will have high expectations of me and will likely use me to great degrees in order to recoup their losses.’

Rey shook his head.

’I won’t have as much free time on my hands if that is the case. I prefer this arrangement... At least until I can regain freedom.’

Even now, Rey hadn’t given up on this prospect.

’I just need an opportunity...’

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"Young Master, I bring urgent news!"

Logan hurriedly opened the door to Augustus’ room, deep concern streaking his countenance. He appeared to be in a deep panic, which Augustus took notice of almost immediately.

Even though the Desgarron Young Master was annoyed that Logan intruded so abruptly, he still controlled himself.

Logan had been his close aide for many years now. He was competent without reproach.

"You must have a reason for interrupting me like this..." Augustus swirled the wine in his glass while taking his emerald eyes away from the book he had been reading.

His silver-white hair danced lightly, and his smooth, polished skin seemed to be carved with divine intentions.

He looked utterly majestic.

"Our manor has a visitor. It’s from the Cheshire House."

"W-what—?!"

The moment Augustus heard this, he paled.

The book fell from his hand, and the glass holding his wine nearly followed suit.

"It appears the Young Lord from the Cheshire Family has decided to visit the Estate, Young Master."

Augustus immediately spit out the wine in his mouth.

He was even more stunned.

"The Cheshire Family’s Young Lord...?!"

He couldn’t help but shudder after repeating Logan’s words.

"Why didn’t you inform me earlier?!"

"I came as soon as they were spotted in the distance. But the incoming carriage’s high speed is incomparable to—"

"I understand..."

Augustus quickly jumped to his feet and began to prepare himself.

At first, he thought the Cheshire Family’s visit had to do with his parents. After all, they were also one of the 24 Noble Households in the Nether Realm.

But—

’The Young Lord, huh? It could only mean that guy came to see me.’

Unlike the title of Young Master, which is given to the descendant of the current Lord of the Family and Head of Household, Young Lord practically meant the person had been designated the heir position.

That meant this Young Lord had a much higher standing in the Cheshire family compared to Augustus’ position as a Desgarron.

But, even more than that—

’I have to hurry!’

Several minutes later, after much hasty preparations, Augustus finally left his room and personally went to the courtyard with Logan and a few other aides.

He tried to make himself appear as presentable as possible, bringing forth a brand new robe and adorning himself with all sorts of precious stones.

He had to make a good impression.

Although this fellow had come unannounced, which would be considered rather discourteous in Noble society, Augustus could not complain.

He had to adhere to his own part.

Unfortunately, by the time he reached the courtyard, the Young Lord’s carriage was already parked at the center.

’Shit! I should have been outside to welcome him...’ Augustus gritted his teeth.

His parents weren’t home at the moment.

’I sent someone to inform Amara of the visit, so I hope she stays in her room and doesn’t show herself at all.’

Augustus already knew who this man was here to see.

Staring at the Grand Carriage before him, Augustus couldn’t help but let out a sigh. The sleek design and incredibly luxurious appearance gave it a certain aesthetic that the Desgarron Household simply couldn’t match.

The Cheshire Family’s insignia was also burned to the carriage’s side.

It was shaped like the eye of a cat, with darkness swirling around it like several tentacles.

It is even said that the founding patriarch of the Cheshire Family once met with one of the 12 Archdukes, and was so moved by their appearance that it inspired their emblem.

’Fuck! I should have been earlier!’

Augustus was sweating buckets, his unease hiding his envy, as he took in the overwhelming sight before him.

Just then—

The carriage door opened and a young man alighted from the vehicle.

He had pitch black hair, with crimson eyes and thin pupils like that of a cat. His irises glowed brightly, and he had a deep tan on his olive complexion.

The moment he appeared before everyone, they bowed their heads and expressed deep respect.

Even though they weren’t from the Cheshire Family and this was Desgarron Territory.

They still bowed.

Augustus, one of the two Young Masters of the Desgarron Family was no exception. His head hung low on his shoulder.

After all...

’The Cheshire Family is a Count Household. It is incomparably greater than my Baron Family. I have to be careful here...’

As Augustus kept shaking from nervousness while trying to hide it, the Young Lord from the Cheshire Family stared at him.

Then, he smiled.

"Old friend... no need to be so stiff." His words were warm and sweet, as though dripping with honey.

Though he had a soft smile, his eyes flashed with mischief.

"We go way back, don’t we?" He laughed aloud, placing both hands on Augustus’ shoulder, which encouraged the latter to finally raise his head. "Or have you forgotten our Academy days already?"

"Oh, I dare not... Alistair."

The Young Lord, Alistair Gron Cheshire, nodded meaningfully at Augustus’ words and then cast his gaze on the Desgarron Manor.

"Forgive my impromptu visit. I have been hearing great things about you lately, especially of your exploits in the Coliseum. I simply had to visit to hear everything from you directly, especially since you wouldn’t come see me after so long."

"A-ah, that... I can explain—!"

"No need, no need..." Alistair waved casually, his smile deepening.

The pressure soared in that instant.

"Let’s take things easy first. Why don’t you show me around? This is my first time visiting in a while, after all."

"Okay..."

Augustus politely escorted Alistair away from the carriage and towards the main building.

Though Alistair came alone and he parked right at the center of the Estate, no one dared to touch it, not to mention moving it to a more convenient spot.

Thus, they could begin their tour immediately.

"How is Amara, by the way?"

"S-she is fine..."

"Your parents?"

"They’re outside at the moment. Amara has locked herself up for some secluded training, so I can’t possibly get her to see you."

"Oh, I understand." Alistar chuckled. "You aren’t a Young Lord, so you don’t have the authority."

Augustus nodded and laughed lightly.

Although those words stung, he hid his pain. He knew Alistair’s intentions, and showing him his pain would only amplify his problems.

"By the way, I am curious about the hotshot new slave that has been making the rounds at the Coliseum as of late..." Alistair smiled at Augustus, a sinister nature slowly oozing out of his mild expression.

’Oh no!’

Augustus felt a great chill at that moment.

"He seems very interesting..." Alistair said, his gaze resting in the distance.

"I’d like to meet this Cursed Boy."