Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

A magical idiot with only rudimentary Shadow talent, yet possessing exceptional physical talent—isn't he the perfect candidate to cultivate the 'Devouring Scroll'?

This kind of start is no less impressive than that person's back then.

“If you don’t want Dominic to learn, I won’t force you,” Sebastian said after seeing Carlos’s hesitant expression.

Having learned from past mistakes, learning this secret technique would be tantamount to courting death. How could a father bear to let his child go to his death?

Sebastian was not a stubborn man; he respected the will of each member of his tribe.

Just when he thought the successor would also have to run away, Carlos unexpectedly agreed!

"I originally planned to send Domi to Fomalhaut."

There, no outsiders will care what he's capable of; everyone who knows he can use the Demon-Devouring Scroll will be personally destroyed by him.

"What if someone escapes and reveals this secret to the public?"

Carlos seemed to be going through a very conflicted internal struggle, and it took him a long time to reply:

"That means his skills aren't up to par."

At that time, I will separate him from the family, because we cannot protect the world's enemy. Only by eliminating the ties can he live longer on his own.

Senior, we all know what kind of person is the strongest.

Sebastian smiled knowingly: "Of course, the strongest person is the one without any weaknesses, especially those who come from our family."

"So, no matter what, I will have Domi learn the Devouring Scroll. Senior, you have a worthy successor."

His long-held wish seemed to have been fulfilled, and he nodded with relief.

"Now it's up to you. Bloomfield will continue to prosper because of your efforts."

After he finished speaking, his consciousness fell back into slumber, and the voices of the other ancestors disappeared without a trace, as if thrown into the sea.

The baby's first birthday celebration is now considered complete.

Grace and Carlos seemed to have something else to say, but that was no longer relevant to him.

After the temporary maid put him back in his crib, it was time for him to take stock of his spoils!

This wave yielded a total of 6 villain points.

Because it only evokes a sense of unease among onlookers, it doesn't contribute much villain value. The main reason is that the identities of those ancestors provide a large villain value bonus, with a long list of titles, each of whom is more powerful and generous than Prince Capet.

His painstaking performance was well worth it.

He has now accumulated 23.68 villain points.

However, he's still a bit short of filling the gap in upgrading his Shadow talent to Perfect level, so Domi isn't in a hurry to draw cards.

Having frequently played unscrupulous gacha games, he understood one thing—

If you save up a little money and gamble it all away, you'll end up with absolutely nothing.

The same applies here. Long-term investments can bring stable returns, while the returns from gacha pulls are unpredictable. Weighing the pros and cons makes it easier to make a decision.

Domi's decision is to be a proper village mouse!

And this village remained for six years...

For six years, he worked diligently every day without ever slacking off, spending over 500,000 villain points to upgrade his Shadow talent to the "perfect" level, thus successfully achieving his goal.

The only regret is that I'm getting old, and I can no longer do many things that can only be done in my infant form, which greatly reduces the villainous points I can gain...

Regardless, Tun Tun Mouse still lived to be seven years old.

Seven years old, an age of transition, too immature compared to younger children, not mature enough compared to older children. In his previous life, he was just a primary school student at this age.

Although he's still quite young, at least he can move around freely now, right? This is the first groundbreaking advancement he's made since arriving in this other world!

"Huff... huff huff..."

As the first rays of morning sunlight greeted him, Domi took a deep breath, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly exhaled.

Like a water pump drawing water, a feeling of fullness immediately swept through my body. No activity is more invigorating than this, not even in bed.

The long-term application of the [Body Training Technique - Breathing] finally yielded results.

Through long-term experiments, he discovered that breathing at the time of day and night, at the break of dawn, was particularly effective.

So he went to the highest tower of the castle every day to sit cross-legged and cultivate his health, rain or shine, and persisted in this for six years.

I have witnessed the sunrise more than two thousand times, and I have also witnessed my own journey of becoming stronger step by step.

Dominic Brofeld slowly opened his eyes.

By this time, the sun had already crossed the distant hills, casting its radiance upon the earth. The sunlight shone on the lawn in front of the castle, and the vibrant green grass always brought joy to people.

A refreshing breeze brushed against my hair, carrying the fragrance of flowers from afar.

After enjoying himself for a while, he looked at the system panel.

"Strength 12.08, Agility 13.38, Spirit 7.3, a seven-year-old child has grown into the appearance of a thirteen-year-old... Excellent!"

Compared to the attribute points given to him directly by the system, the ones he earned himself were more rewarding.

Just as he was feeling smug, a familiar voice came from below, through the stairs and wooden doors leading to the top of the spire:

"Domi! Breakfast is ready!"

Kelsey called him to dinner.

Every day there's that shout, and not only has Domi gotten used to it, but even Kal'tsit herself has gotten used to it—her young master's strange yet healthy little quirk.

"coming!"

He responded in kind, raising his voice as well.

This conversation gave him a sense of déjà vu, like living in the countryside, where his family would call him to dinner in the same way.

He was glad that Kelsey didn't treat him with the same deference she had when he was older; she was still like a mother or older sister to him, just like when he was a child.

"I am indeed a little hungry~"

Domi pushed open the wooden door and walked down the spiral staircase.

He was filled with anticipation every time he climbed the last step, because as soon as he looked up, he would see Kelsey smiling at him.

She has a charming smile and beautiful, bright eyes.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me? Is there something dirty on my face?" Kelsey tilted her head slightly in confusion, her pale pink hair slipping down her neck like willow branches.

Domi blushed and turned her head away, pouting, "No, I just like watching it~"

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Chapter 17 17 People Speak Differently Than Dogs

"Alright, at such a young age, you're not learning anything good, just picking up flirting lines for girls." Kelsey gave a mischievous look: "Tell me honestly! Which old pervert did you learn those from?"

"Hehe... I would never betray my comrades!"

In his previous life, Domi was a naive girl who had never been in a relationship. Apart from having a lot of bad ideas, he didn't know a single word to flirt with girls.

Clearly, she learned this from someone else; Kelsey could tell at a glance.

"Oh~~?" She deliberately dragged out the last syllable: "If Domi tells me honestly, come to my room tonight, and I'll show you something good."

Ok? !

Is this something he can see without paying?!

In an instant, a Murphy's brain went into overdrive, brainstorming, and finally came to the conclusion that his comrades were nothing.

"Bobby from the security department... but it's not entirely my fault, Edward recommended me!"

As a result, they didn't see anything good. After dinner, he and Edward, the two unfortunate brothers, were banished by Grace to weed the garden at the castle gate.

Seven-year-old Edward already has the makings of the future.

Her golden hair was styled in a fluffy, slightly parted way, and her small face was fair with a high nose bridge, making her look like a young Leonardo DiCaprio.

Domi herself has also undergone tremendous changes.

Compared to Edward's round face and Argyle's sharply defined features, Domi's face is a hybrid of the two, with a perfect balance of thinness and fullness.

He also deliberately grew his hair long, with his gray hair tied into a high ponytail at the back of his head, while his bangs were left to fall naturally, creating an overall backward-facing effect. Paired with his deep, icy blue eyes, he exuded an aloof and unapproachable aura.

At this moment, Edward, wearing two white gloves, lay prone on the grass, one hand digging at the weeds and the other holding a hoe. Each strike of the hoe was imbued with his tears and remorse.

"Dominic! I was so stupid, so incredibly stupid, to actually believe a faithless scoundrel like you! I should never have introduced my lifelong friend to you in the first place!"

Domi, in the same posture and setup as Edward, responded with a smile:

“For my brother’s happiness, I have no choice but to betray you. Don’t blame me…” He rolled his eyes and continued, “How about this, Edward, you go and rest first, and I’ll take care of your share as compensation.”

Upon hearing this, Edward's eyes lit up again. Wouldn't there be no loss after all this back and forth?

why not?

He immediately stood up, patted Domi on the shoulder with great trust, and patted him loudly.

"Okay! Then I'll go rest now. Remember to call me when Mom comes!"

Domi gave him a thumbs-up and an encouraging look: "Don't worry, leave it to me!"

"Uh……"

Beside them, Bobby, a member of the defense department who was also being punished, paused for a moment upon seeing this, and advised, "Young masters, I suggest you don't do anything underhanded. If Madam finds out, it might..."

Before Bobby could finish speaking, he noticed Domi staring at him with a threatening look.

After weighing the pros and cons, he decided not to provoke this third young master and immediately shut his mouth.

In the end, Edward, swayed by Domi, chose the lazy option and leaned against the shrubs next door, which had been pruned into an oval shape by the gardener, in the shade and out of the sun.

I have to say, this guy is good at slacking off.

Upon seeing this, Domi finally revealed a wicked smile of triumph.

And unsurprisingly, Poppy caught that smile.

Would she even betray her own brother?