Chapter 18 Farewell, Dragonfire

After a pleasant ride, William and Bell returned to the garden outside the castle.

As soon as the flying car landed, William forcefully pushed open the door and got out of the car.

"Ugh..."

William knelt down, everything in his stomach was vomited out. Perhaps only when he first experienced 'Apparition' many years ago did William feel so uncomfortable.

Compared to William, Bell just looked a bit pale, and his legs felt weak.

In fact, today was also Bell's first experience at the maximum speed of the flying car, and he was terrified. However, unlike William, Bell was confident in the safety system of the flying car and knew he wouldn't be in danger, so his adverse reaction was smaller.

"I... I thought I was done for..." William said weakly after finally finishing vomiting.

"Dad, you're exaggerating. How could I ever harm you? I'm a Minashel after all!" Bell said with a mischievous smile, possibly the kind of words that could lead to patricide.

"You should have told me before you accelerated! I wasn't mentally prepared at all!" William glared at Bell, feeling more embarrassed than he had ever been, especially in front of his son.

"I did tell you! Um... maybe about a second in advance? Oh well, don't worry about those details, vomiting is good for you, and you can eat more at the banquet later."

"Yeah."

"Alright, let's talk business. What do you think of this flying car?"

"..."

"Awesome!"

William jumped up excitedly, feeling completely exhilarated after recalling his previous experience. Was this what they called speed and thrill?

"I never thought there could be such an exhilarating flying device. Brooms and the like can't compare!"

"I'm glad you like it. Well, it's getting late, you should go to the banquet. Just remember not to come back too late, or Mom will be furious."

After reminding William of the time, Bell waved his hand and returned to the castle. He hadn't seen his sister for almost an hour now and needed her cute little face to calm him down after the excitement he had just experienced.

...

Returning from the banquet that night, William excitedly exclaimed as he successfully became the most striking figure at the banquet.

William announced on the spot that he had named the flying car 'Dragonfire', and from now on it would be his exclusive flying car. Looking at him, eager to eat and live on the flying car, he completely forgot about his initial reluctance to spend money on Bell.

"Bell, you should have seen it! When I arrived in the flying car, everyone was shocked! It was spectacular! All the young ladies and married women surrounded me, asking what it was and where I got it. They even begged me to take them for a ride."

William boasted to Bell eagerly, happier than he had ever been.

In the past, when he attended banquets, he was usually on the fringes of the core circle. Even though the family's power had made a leap in recent years, that power couldn't be revealed, so it didn't help his situation.

But today, for the first time, he became the center of attention, the object of envy and admiration for everyone. Those bumpkins had never seen such a handsome flying car. Actually, William was also surprised at the time. He hadn't expected the flying car to undergo such an amazing transformation after dark. It was truly impressive!

Watching William, who was so happy that he seemed a little delirious, Bell sneaked a glance behind him.

"So, did you take them for a ride?" Bell asked.

William, with the knowing smile of a man, replied...

That night's tragic encounter did not extinguish the fire in William's heart.

For the next period of time, he went to various banquets every day, sometimes even attending three in one day, which was simply insane, making Bell exclaim, "Well done!"

Thanks to William's hard work, now more than half of the British wizards knew about the flying car, and heads of various major families had already placed orders. William felt both disdainful and proud of this.

Bell had already given the flying car manufacturing technology to William. Currently, the Minashel family's factories were working overtime to produce new flying cars.

Of course, the produced flying cars wouldn't be like 'Dragonfire', made of pure gold with various colored gemstones embedded. If you wanted to flaunt wealth, you had to modify it yourself after buying it.

William woke up in a great mood that morning. Today, he was also going to attend a banquet, and just to mention, his appointment was already scheduled for a month later.

Humming an off-tune song, William walked lightly out of the castle's gate towards the newly built parking lot from a few days ago. There, he would ride his beloved 'Dragonfire' and start a new and wonderful day!

That was supposed to be the case...

Arriving at the parking lot, William was shocked to find that his 'Dragonfire' was gone! There were only scattered wreckage parts on the ground, vaguely indicating that a terrible murder had taken place here... What was the truth?

An ominous feeling surged from within, and William rushed back to the castle at the fastest speed possible. If it weren't for the defensive enchantments of the castle, he probably would have Apparated back directly.

"Bell, where's my 'Dragonfire'?" William caught Bell, who was about to enjoy breakfast, and asked.

His intuition told him that Bell must know the whereabouts of 'Dragonfire.'

"Oh, that? I dismantled it last night." Bell yawned, speaking with a deadpan expression.

Because he stayed up later than usual last night to dismantle the junky car, he was a bit out of it this morning. He was considering whether to go back to bed after breakfast. It would be even better if he could cuddle with Shanna while sleeping!

"Why!? How could you do something so cruel!?" William couldn't believe it, trembling violently all over. He rushed forward, grabbed Bell's shoulders, and shook him continuously, only to be kicked out by Elena, who happened to see this scene downstairs...

"What are you trying to do to my son!?"

"Because the car was too flashy and didn't match my low-key nature." Bell calmly explained, "And that car was just something I rushed to make temporarily, with many functions not perfect. I've given you the manufacturing technology, so if you want one, go make it yourself, if your secret stash is enough. Oh, remember to perfect every aspect of the flying car before selling it. After all, quality comes first."

Bell and his proud mother Elena went to have breakfast, leaving William kneeling alone in place.