Chapter 392 - 336: An Inheritance from Heaven?

Chapter 392: Chapter 336: An Inheritance from Heaven?

The letter began with an apology for the sudden intrusion. It went on to say that the writer was urgently searching for his cousin’s orphaned child, had seen Evelor’s name in a magazine, and was thus taking the liberty of writing to inquire.

It then revealed his identity, mentioning Lloyd’s parents, Ronse and Ivryna. The writer explained that after many years at sea, enduring all sorts of dangers and hardships, he had amassed a small fortune. However, he now had no family left and was desperate to find his cousin’s orphaned child.

Finally, he explained that his health was failing, a consequence of overexertion during his years as a sailor, which prevented him from visiting in person. If the recipient was indeed the relative he was searching for, he invited them to his luxurious manor for a reunion—preferably within three days.

The letter wasn’t even written by him, but dictated to his butler.

Reading the letter, Lloyd couldn’t help but be reminded of the old trope: ’lonely tycoon desperate to find an heir’.

While the letter didn’t explicitly say, "I’m on my deathbed, come claim your inheritance," all the hints and implications, both subtle and overt, pointed to that kind of storyline.

Lloyd couldn’t help but glance at the magazine in Evelor’s hands. It was about personal finance...

’Considering her wildly active imagination, she’s probably already planned out how to spend the inheritance, hasn’t she?’

’Still, it’s an inheritance, after all. It wouldn’t be right to look too excited, would it?’

Noticing Lloyd had finished the letter, Evelor lifted her head slightly and asked:

"Yi, do you think we should go see him? After all, Uncle Yule might be the only relative we have left."

"Well..."

Lloyd hesitated, not answering immediately.

His first instinct was to refuse. The manor was quite far, located in the borderlands between the Eternal City and the City of Order. Taking an airship would mean wasting several days on the round trip.

Lloyd, however, could just open a Teleportation Gate. He had just taken three days off after his date with Weiya, planning to rest and spend some quality time with his sister, so his schedule was wide open.

’But the problem is, I’m not short on money, am I?’

’I’ve walked on thin ice my whole life to get where I am today, all through my own hard work and struggle. I’ve always been a young man of integrity, one who sees money as a trivial worldly possession. I’ve never bowed to filthy lucre!’

’Besides, I have a little rich girl of a potential girlfriend whose family’s in the butchering business, a Childhood Sweetheart who controls an entire city, and a younger girlfriend who just moved up in status.’

’Am I, Lloyd, the kind of person who’s short on cash?’

’Then again... I don’t think I’ve ever cultivated the persona of a young Favored Consort who doesn’t want to work for a living, have I?’

’So, maybe I should go check it out? I’ll treat it as a chance to see if this freeloading relative has really made something of himself.’

’Inheritance aside, it would be nice to take my sister on a little trip to help her unwind.’

Lloyd was about to nod and agree, but he glanced at the letter again and felt that something wasn’t quite right.

’If this were happening back on Earth, I’d be jumping on a plane without a second thought. But in an age like this... you have to be extra careful when it looks like pie in the sky.’

Lloyd hadn’t made a decision yet, but Evelor noticed his hesitation. She quickly shook his arm and said in a wheedling tone:

"Yi, let’s just go and see, please? If there really is an inheritance, we won’t have to worry about you buying a house when you get married."

’Er... even if there is an inheritance, if I wanted to marry those three, it’s not a question of one apartment or even a single house, is it? The inheritance would have to be extremely, extremely, extremely generous for that to even be a possibility.’

Lloyd’s mind wandered for a moment. He originally wanted to weigh the pros and cons with his sister, but when he saw the expectation overflowing in her emerald green eyes, he couldn’t bring himself to say anything.

He couldn’t help but remember that the reason he and his sister had ended up on the streets was because they couldn’t afford their mortgage.

’His sister might not talk about it much, but she clearly places a huge importance on owning property. That’s why she’s always talking about "saving up to buy a house"...’

It was impossible for Lloyd to refuse. He could only nod and say:

"Alright. Even if there’s no inheritance, it could be a nice little trip."

"Yay! I knew you were the best, Yi!"

Evelor finally let her joy show, breaking into a happy laugh.

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Lloyd hurried to answer the door. He thought it was a neighbor, but standing outside was a young man in his thirties whose features looked vaguely familiar.

He was dressed like a perfect gentleman. Judging by the details—his clothes, watch chain, and monocle—he was a man of considerable wealth. He carried himself with a faint aristocratic air and radiated a slight fluctuation of power. He was clearly an Extraordinary Being.

"Hello, Sir Lloyd. I am Olga, from the City of Illusion. Or, you can call me Little Olga."

The man introduced himself and then extended his right hand.

Lloyd politely shook his hand and then asked:

"And your relation to the Sir Olga I know is...?"

"That would be my father. I have come because of the agreement between you and him."

Only then did Lloyd remember. He still hadn’t replied to the two Tier Seven masters of the Manifestation system about helping them with the next Transcendence ritual.

"My apologies, things have been a little busy lately, and I haven’t had a chance to reply... Please, come in. Let’s sit and talk."