Unfilial Descendants

That day, Marie's funeral was held.

As one of the most influential individuals in the world, there are many global leaders from around the world who are facing funerals.

Among those important people, Ars mingled with the crowd. Thanks to his new appearance, he looked like the young master of a certain company, so no one asked his identity.

Among all the people present, there was only one person who knew Ars' true identity, that person was Harry, one of Marie's children.

Marie has two daughters and one son. As the only male, Harry should have been the successor. Unfortunately, he inherited his grandfather's hedonistic and extravagant nature. As a result, the main heir to the family according to Marie's will was not Harry, but the first daughter, Emily.

The reason Harry had been able to figure out Ars' true identity while his two sisters had not, was purely coincidental. He accidentally reads his mother's diary, which records the existence of Idaten and Demons.

Ars stood with the others watching the coffin sink into the ground. The funeral workers hoed the ground and plugged the hole.

"Goodbye forever, Marie Astrea, I wish you happiness in your next life."

He wished sincerely that his acquaintance would live a good life if there was a next life.

Astrea is the surname of Nicholas and Marie.

Observing Marie's three children, Ars discovered that only Emily was truly saddened by her mother's death. Meanwhile, Harry and Sophia were only acting.

He had lived for a long time, it wasn't difficult for him to read human emotions.

"Two generations remain... Next, I don't care what happens to the Astrea Family."

Seeing Marie's lineage, Ars was honestly disappointed. But he had promised to protect the Astrea Family for three generations.

After the funeral process was over, he and the other mourners started to leave.

Ars was about to leave too, but someone called him.

"Wait a minute."

To his surprise, that person was Harry, the dimwitted young master of the Astrea Family.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Ars asked without changing his expression.

There was never any interaction between the two, so there was no need for him to treat him kindly, even though Harry was his friend's descendant.

"Are you Ars?"

"Oh, how did you know my name?"

"Mother has told me about you, you are a being who has protected humanity from the shadows, Idaten. I've wanted to meet you for a long time."

Harry made up a lie, his mother had never told him or his sisters anything about Idaten. The reason he lied was because he wanted to get something from the other party.

"I see. Then do you need anything from me? I remember it was the first time we talked."

How could Ars not see through Harry's lies? He wanted to know what the other party was after.

"Big brother, who is that young man?" Emily asked while wiping the tears from her face.

"Wow, so handsome. What's your name? I am Sophia Astrea, you should have heard of the Astrea Family, right?"

Sophia's eyes lit up at the handsome young man in front of her, and she didn't look like someone grieving over her mother's death.

"I know you are the second daughter of Marie." Ars nodded slightly and no longer paid attention to Sophia, who was flaunting her family background.

"Thank you for attending my mother's funeral." Emily said politely.

"Hey, you haven't said your name yet!" Sophia says irritated. When was she being ignored like this?

"Emily, Sophia, you two go home first. There's something I want to talk to this man about."

Worried that Ars would be upset and leave, Harry subtly shooed his two younger sisters away.

"Tsk, big brother is so annoying."

Clicking her tongue, Sophia left while scowling angrily.

"Then I'll go home first, big brother don't go to the bar tonight first. It's the first day of mother's death, don't spoil her image."

Knowing her big brother's personality, Emily warned him.

"Hmph, I know that." Harry snorted coldly.

"Excuse me."

Nodding her head at Ars, Emily left, as there was still a lot of business at the company that required her presence.

"Sorry to wait for you, Ars. Let's change places, this isn't the right place to chat."

Harry put on a fake smile because he never flattered anyone.

"Well, I happen to have free time, lead the way."

Ars did not express his opinion.

"Please follow me."

Harry walked towards his car in the parking lot.

(A child who doesn't know manners. If in a China urban novel, he's a cannon fodder villain to get slapped in the face by the protagonist.) Ars evaluated Harry in his heart.

Keep in mind, Marie respected him a lot and called him 'uncle'. Meanwhile, Harry called him by his name, it was obvious he didn't respect him the way his mother did.

Walking in front, Harry took out his phone and secretly sent a message to his underlings. He has been planning for a long time for when he meets Idaten in the future, and today the plan will be carried out.

"Please come in."

Arriving at the front of the car, the driver opened the door and he let Ars enter first.

"En."

Ars could sense Harry's bad intentions, but he didn't care and got into the car.

No matter the machinations and schemes Harry had prepared, he wasn't afraid in the slightest.

In the face of absolute power, schemes are nothing more than a joke.

Ars didn't dare claim he had absolute power, but there was no problem dealing with mere mortals.

After the two of them entered, the driver sat in the driver's seat, and the car sped away from the cemetery area.

"You must be thirsty after standing in the heat, let's have a drink."

Picking up the champagne in the box, Harry poured it into a glass and handed it to Ars.

"En."

Holding the glass in his hand, Ars whispered softly.

"[Appraisal]."

Then the champagne information came to mind.

[Pommery Champagne]

[Composition: fermented grapes, contains 12% alcohol and anesthetic]

[Remarks: Drinking this can put an elephant to sleep all day.]

[Note: Not recommended to drink.]

[Appraisal] was a skill that Ars cultivated when he was bored.

[Appraisal] was a skill that allowed the user to obtain information about other objects, but this skill was useless against humans.

The enemies of immortals are boredom and loneliness. In order to spend his endless free time, he has developed many skills and honed each one.

For example, [Appraisal], and [Storage Magic], were both skills created out of boredom.

(This boy wants to drug me? If Marie finds out about this, she will curse her son's stupidity.)

Despite knowing this, Ars continued to drink champagne under Harry's tutelage.

"Delicious, right? This is 30-year-old champagne, and it is not sold in the market."

Harry poured another glass of champagne.

"Please drink, this is my collection which I usually don't take out. However, since you are my mother's acquaintance, I am making a special exception."

He behaved as if he had taken big action.

The corners of Ars's mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to say Harry's acting was too bad, even a third-rate actor could play better than him.

"Not bad."

That was his only comment on the champagne he was drinking. He didn't even ask where they were going.

Seeing Ars continue to sip his champagne Harry gave a sly smile but it quickly disappeared.