Chapter 9: A Hypothesis

Walk across the busy street of River town with Veronica at his side, Agnes enters one of the many restaurants. As it is lunchtime now, and he has not yet had lunch, he thinks it's better to have lunch here than wasting time went back to his palace.

It's been a while since he had eaten here, so that's a good excuse. As he is also this town's true leader, he needs to show his face here once in a while. To command dread and fear is easy, but love and respect are incredibly hard.

Like every small mafia group, he can easily control this town through fear, but he doesn't want that. He wants to govern this town through love and respect. Not because he like the attention but because through love and respect, the people will be much easier to manage and manipulate. It is just like how celebrities easily influence the mind of people into doing something so stupid.

The more people like you and respect you, the easier you can manipulate their minds into doing what you desire. Without even lifting a single finger, with a word from you, they will kill an innocent if you ask for it. The minds of humans are weak yet undoubtedly unique at the same time.

The closer you are to a person, the much easier to manipulate. Friends, family, wife, husband, sons, and daughters. They are the most easiest to influence.

"Welcome to Andolini, Sir Agnes, Miss Veronica."

Moment Agnes and Veronica enter the restaurant, the manager immediately comes to them and takes over the waiter's place. Without question whatsoever, the manager immediately greeted them with a broad smile plastered on his face.

Seeing the eager manager, Agnes greets him back with a slight smile as he takes off his coat and gloves. Look at the place and the people who had a great time enjoying their lunch; he glances back at the manager.

"How was business these days? Is there any trouble?"

"No, no, Sir! There is no trouble."

"Is that so. Then please take us to our table."

"Please follow me, Sir."

Being placed at his usual table by the window with street view, Agnes only smiled at the manager. Take the menu that is handed to him by the manager; he only browses it a little as he orders himself the usual. A ribeye steak cook to perfection glazed with red wine reduction sauce. As for Veronica, she as always orders the same thing Agnes orders.

Watch as the manager goes away; Agnes glances at Veronica. How long has she been with him? Probably ten years. Aside from Sebas, she is one of the few people that work under him since the very first time. He still remembers when this cold-blooded killing machine was only an ignorant.

"Is there something on my face, Sir?"

"No, I just like how you look today." Or specifically, how bright and vigorous her soul is.

In this half a day, he found something interesting. Everyone has a soul of their own, and this is common knowledge. As for what he found out is that no person has the same soul structure as another person. Like a thumbprint that differs from one person to another, and so is the soul.

For example, Veronica and Sebas as both of them have a soul. With a single glimpse, he can't tell the difference between the two souls, but if he stares long enough, he can see the difference between the two, just like how thumbprints work.

Other than this, he also found out that strong people who trained their bodies have more powerful souls than those who do not. Take Veronica as an example. In this restaurant, her soul shines brightly like the sun on a summer day, while others, the customer, are just like stars in the distant sky. Her soul completely overwhelms others.

He realizes this when he looks at the maids and the security guard that works in his palace. With a glance, he might not detect it. But after studying it a little, there are indeed differences in their size, brightness, and vigor.

From what he sees, the bigger, brighter, and more vigorous one's soul is, the powerful that person will be. But he doesn't know if this is entirely true as this is only based on what he sees. Maybe someone can have a powerful soul without even having a powerful body. He doesn't know, and because of that, he needs to study more.

"Vera, do I have any plans for this month?"

"Month?"

"Yes, month."

"This Friday, on Prince Issak's coronation day, you have a meeting with the other seven monarchs of hades in Halerian province to discuss about the future of hades, and for next week, on Wednesday, you have an appointment with the his eminence the chancellor, he wants to discuss about the election that will be held next month, and on Thursday, you have a meeting with Jayden about his work performance. On the third week of the month, on Monday, you have an appointment with Martin, the CEO of the new law firm you established last year, and that's all. You will be completely free for the last week of the month, Sir."

"Hmm, is that so. The meeting of monarchs will be held a day after tomorrow? I completely forgot about that. Tell Stephan to prepare the plane after dinner. We will depart for Vetican in the evening. Bring the same amount of guards and maids as usual, and bring Sebas along. Let Nicholas take over when Sebas come with us."

"Yes, Sir. But do you aware that the meeting will be held in Cameron, not Vetican."

"Of course, I know that. But how long was it ago when I last step my foot in the holy city?

"Yes, Sir. Sorry for doubting you."

"Worry not. Tomorrow after we visit Vetican, we will set course to Cameron in the evening. For now, let's eat."

Vetican, the holy site of Ulevrat. Headquarters of Ulevrat Paragons Church, home to the great reverence, his holiness pope Maximus. If he wants to see if someone can have a powerful soul without a powerful body, this is the place to be.