"Brother!"

  My sister shouted out loudly as she saw me and came running toward me, "How's my little angel," I said as I swept up in my arms.

  "I missed you, brother," She said and gave me pecks on my cheeks. "I missed you too, little munchkin," I said as I kissed back her chubby cheeks before I turned toward two little guys about my sister's age.

  "You must be Charmie and Ronan, its nice to finally meet you," I said to two little guys, "We are pleased to meet you too, Lord Micheal," the little guys said politely and even bowed a little, I couldn't but became surprised seeing their polite manners, my sister is not as half polite as them.

  These two are Charmie and Ronan, brother and sister about my sister's age. They are our neighbors and Grandchildren of Grandmaster Veronica.

  "Lord Micheal, its a pleasure to meet you finally," Said a beautiful red-headed woman who looked be in her early thirties. "Micheal, please, Lady Hazel," I said to the red-haired woman, who is a powerful Tyrant in her own right, a peak elite who is just a step away from reaching Leader class.

  "Mother would come down from the battlefield if I dared to call you by your first name," She said, shaking her head with a small smile on her face.

  "How about this? I will call you Hazel, and you can call me Micheal," I said as I took a seat opposite her.

  While I don't like to be called Lord Micheal, I understood it etiquette, which I have come to accept, but her children have become good friends of my sister in the past two months, and I don't want to call me Lord Micheal every time we meet.

  "If you put it that way, then I would call you Micheal then," She said with a smile. "Thank you," I said.

  "Brother, bring out Ashlyn and Nero," My sister said suddenly, "Sure, muchkin," I said, and next second, Ashlyn and Nero came, and Nero, ever so competitive, directly jumped into my sister's lap and nuzzled her face lovingly.

  "They are so cute, I want to hug them too," Charmie and she ran toward Ashlyn to grab her. Her mother's eyes got alarmed seeing that, while children may not sense the mutated aura, her mother could sense it.

  Nero and Ashlyn may look cute and cuddly, but they are Tyrant stage monsters, and if she knew their real power, then Hazel would not be just alarmed.

  "Its fine; they will not do anything," I said to Hazel before she could utter the word. She nodded hesitantly, but I could tell her soul sense had covered the area, ready to act at a moment's notice.

  Seeing the two children coming, Ashlyn flew away from my sister's shoulders which disappointed them for a second before they moved to Nero, who was in my sister's arms.

  Unlike Ashlyn, who gets irritated by people, Nero loves the attention; he basks in it. The more people there are to play with him, the happier he will feel.

  "I did not know you have a monster Micheal, much less two," She said, clearly surprised by Ashlyn and Nero, especially Nero; he looked unique among the unique monster, and technically, he is not a monster.

  "These two are sweethearts," I replied. "Yes, they are," she replied, understanding my meaning.

  In the central continent, 95% of people don't have monsters. They get imprinted with power. It is much easier and helps in easily accepting the Inheritance of their organization as those powers related to the inheritances.

  Even those who have the monsters usually break their bonds before becoming a Tyrant. It will free up huge conscious space for them, which increases their probability of level up and advancements that came after.

  I stayed with my sister and Hazel for an hour before I walked toward my room. My father was not present with my sister; he was likely in his lab.

  They take turns in watching the children, it is a good system for them, give them a chance to their work without disturbance of their children. Most of the time, Hazel's nanny brings the kids here to play.

  She is a busy woman and accomplishes alchemist, who could spare a week at most for her children in these warring times.

  After entering my room, I removed my clothes and went to shower. I had been unconscious for two days; before that, I had fought a huge battle, so before I could do anything, I wanted to shower up to refresh myself.

  Ten minutes later, I walked out of the shower and were new clothes before going into the kitchen and cooking myself recovering food.

  I had already asked Hazel and her kids to stay for dinner, but there is still a few hours' time for that; I would be easily be finished with my work by then.

  It took me an hour to cook the recovery food and another half an hour to eat it. After eating it, I felt quite good, but the Inherent weakness remained; it would not leave me soon. I would have to consume many resources and rest if I wanted to recover early.

  After finishing the meal, I went back to my room and lay on my bed before entering my core. I had not entered inside it two days and found quite a change had occurred in it.

  The quern had finished refining all the ghosts, giving me precious resources which would be extremely helpful to me, and the plants have also grown a little bigger, with the essence tree consuming more of the twenty-four essences around it.

  Though the biggest change in the core is quite small. A small, vibrant green sprout had finally come out of the seed.

  After consuming the violet vidette whole, the mysterious seed had finally sprouted. It had happened during the battle, so I could not observe it, but I have recorded it. I will watch it after I finish observing this mysterious little plant, which has taken a lot of time and resources to sprout.