"Young Master Lucius, according to custom, you need to go to the naval port in person tomorrow to receive the Master's remains and bring him 'home,' while I will arrange the follow-up matters for the memorial service at the manor."
"After everything is properly prepared, the memorial service will officially begin the following day."
"I have already finished writing the invitations for the memorial service. The invitees are all close friends and colleagues of the Master. Please see if there is anything you need to add?"
After taking the invitation template handed over by the original body's butler, Hahn Clayton, 'Wang Xu'—no, it should be 'Lucius'—glanced at it briefly and said directly to him:
"Hahn, just use the invitations as you've written them. I will also set off as scheduled tomorrow to bring my father's 'remains' home."
Hearing Lucius's words, Hahn also showed a look of sadness and advised:
"Young Master Lucius, since things have already happened and reached an irreversible point, we should look forward..."
To Hahn's advice, Lucius nodded and said:
"I understand. Hahn, you may leave now; I want to be alone for a while."
"Then goodnight, Young Master Lucius."
"Goodnight, Butler Hahn Clayton."
After Butler Hahn Clayton left the room.
'Wang Xu'—or rather, 'Lucius Sheffield'—fell back into deep thought.
The current Lucius Sheffield's original name was 'Wang Xu,' an ordinary student who had just graduated from university and entered society.
Because he had just graduated and hadn't studied his major very well, he could only barely find a mundane job, at least enough to keep himself from starving.
But things were different now. An hour ago, his soul had taken over the body of a son of a Loen Kingdom Baron.
Needless to say, he had clearly transmigrated. As for the reason for the transmigration, it was unclear.
In his memory, he only remembered going home to sleep normally after finishing a night shift. When he woke up again, he had already transmigrated.
As for how the original host died, he had no relevant memory and was unsure.
After transmigrating, memory fragments of the original host began to surface. After sorting through the memories for over half an hour, he finally figured out where he had transmigrated to.
He kept cursing in his heart, 'What bad luck, how did I end up in the world of "Lord of the Mysteries"?'
As one of the most popular Western fantasy novels in recent years, "Lord of the Mysteries" integrated elements like steampunk and Cthulhu mythos. Naturally, Lucius had read it and was very interested in its most brilliant feature, the 'potions.'
But liking it was one thing; if he were truly given the choice to transmigrate, he definitely wouldn't want to come here.
The danger level of this world was among the highest in the myriad realms, only slightly better than the danger level of 'being Bitcoin for the Emperor.'
But hating it was useless because he was already here. What else could he do!
Since he was already here, he had to come into contact with the 22 Pathways of the Divine regardless. Although becoming a Beyonder carried the risk of losing control, at least it provided some ability for self-preservation.
He wouldn't be kicked to death like a stray on the roadside; after all, this wasn't an ordinary world.
As for the choice!
There was no choice; he was born a half-sequence 9 of the 'Assassin Pathway'.
You ask how I can tell I'm on the Assassin Pathway?
Because of this appearance that didn't look like a boy, this soft body, this night vision, and he even felt he might have inherited something in terms of language.
Where did this half-sequence 9 come from, and it's even the Assassin Pathway.
He was certain it didn't come from his father. According to the original host's memory, his father should have been a high-Sequence of the 'Hunter Pathway'.
As for the original host's Mother, it was very strange; he had no memory of her at all.
Given that his father was on the 'Hunter Pathway' and he had no memory of his Mother, it could only be concluded that it was brought by his 'Mother'.
As for how a 'Hunter' and a 'Demoness' got together, married, and had a child, that wasn't a question he could ponder right now.
He was currently just an "ordinary person," and without relevant clues, he could only wait until he became stronger to investigate.
However, Lucius felt this kind of thing was somewhat reasonable. After all, the original host's father was a high-quality male with noble status, single, and handsome; it was normal to be targeted by a 'Demoness.'
Forget it, forget it. Why am I considering the problems of the previous generation? I'll talk about it later when I have the strength.
"Lucius Sheffield"—this was the original host's current name. He was the 15-year-old son of a Loen Kingdom Baron.
Sheffield. According to the original host's memory, this family originated in the year 683 of the Fifth Epoch.
At that time, the impoverished first-generation "Sheffield" had no choice but to join the Loen Kingdom's army to make a living.
It happened to coincide with the "War of the Oathbreaker" that broke out among the nations of the Northern Continent due to religious issues. Thus, he became a "Beyonder" early on through his contributions and became a high-Sequence powerhouse in the middle period. After the "War of the Oathbreaker" ended, he was granted the title of Baron.
In that era, he could be considered a minor protagonist, struggling from a commoner who couldn't get enough to eat to becoming a "Beyonder," and then to becoming a noble Baron.
Due to the arrangements of the "First Sheffield," the family was later directly tied to the Imperial Army. Basically, every Sheffield would go to the army for training after reaching adulthood.
This also indirectly caused the family members to be extremely scarce. It could basically be considered a family of single heirs; at least in the original host's memory, the family had always been a single heir for generations.
One could only say there were pros and cons. At least the family had been passed down steadily for 660 years until now. Through this model, although one couldn't say every generation was a genius,
At least the foundation laid by the "First Sheffield" was still there. The successive family heads had also developed the family assets to varying degrees.
The family's greatest loss was missing the wave of the Industrial Revolution driven by Roselle Gustav's (Huang Tao) invention of the steam engine.
However, Lucius could understand; after all, the Industrial Revolution didn't happen in the Loen Kingdom at that time, but in the Intis Kingdom.
By the time Loen received the news, Intis had already taken off under Roselle's lead. It was already quite good not to have been wiped out by Intis's 'bullets.'
With the knowledge of the 'Acting Method' for potions in the world of Mysteries, Lucius believed that the ancestors joining the army was likely for 'acting' to digest the potions.
After all, the Sheffield Family started because of potions, and the successive family heads should have also been influenced to consume potions.
Fortunately, it was now April 13, 1346, and there were still 3 years before Klein's arrival. He had at least a 3-year early development period.
The next day, before the sunlight had even shone into the room, the call of a servant sounded at the door of Lucius's room.
"Young Master Lucius, you should get up to wash and dress."
"Young Master Lucius"
...The voice at the door made Lucius instinctively and subconsciously say, "I know, I know, let me sleep a little longer."
...He didn't know how much time had passed when a loud knocking sounded at the door.
Bang! Bang!
"Young Master Lucius, it's getting late."
"Young Master Lucius?"
Woken up and unable to fall back asleep, Lucius could only helplessly open the door, yawn, and ask, "Hahn, what time is it? I feel like I just went to sleep and already have to get up."
Looking at the yawning Lucius before him, Hahn replied helplessly, "It is currently six o'clock in the morning, Young Master Lucius."
Hearing Hahn's words, Lucius was instantly jolted awake and asked in confusion, "Only six in the morning?"
After saying that, Lucius turned around and walked back toward the bed.
Seeing Lucius's movement toward the bed again, Hahn explained urgently, "Master, you cannot go back to sleep. You must get up now; there are many things you need to do today."
"You should get up, wash, eat, and then head to the port to wait."
"You must arrive at the port to wait earlier than the others. This way, you can better demonstrate the harmonious relationship between you and the Master, which will help you leave a good impression on other nobles."
"Because the Kingdom's Army achieved victory in the Southern Continent war, those appearing at the port today will not only be soldiers but also nobles from various parties. Even His Majesty King George III will be present to offer condolences for the war's results and the fallen soldiers."
Hearing Hahn's explanation, Lucius also said with emotion,
"Yes! A victory in a large-scale war."
"This victory should leave many nobles quite satisfied and wealthy..."
...Having pondered questions until the middle of the night yesterday, Lucius had no energy now.
Seeing that Lucius was now fully awake, Hahn said directly,
"Young Master Lucius, I will accompany you to the port later."
And hearing Hahn's words, Lucius asked in confusion,
"Didn't you say I was going alone?"
Looking at Lucius's confused expression, Hahn sighed,
"Originally, according to the plan, you were required to go. But last night, news suddenly arrived that His Majesty the King would also attend and hold a simple memorial and eulogy service at the port."
"So for this trip, I will accompany you. When the time comes, you will attend the banquet, and I will receive the Master's remains. Just as Emperor Roselle's famous saying goes: Plans can't keep up with changes."
"Going to the port now is no longer just about bringing back the Master's remains. You need to meet with the high-ranking army officials and even His Majesty the King."
Lucius could only complain in his heart, 'What a hassle! What was originally a simple matter has now become troublesome with the King's involvement.'
Lucius then said quickly,
"Hahn, let's go."
"Let's get ready to set off and bring the old man's remains back."
Seeing Lucius's current state, Hahn said anxiously,
"Master, you have just gotten up; you haven't washed, eaten, or done anything else yet."