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

So Domi decided to spend 100,000 coins to do a 1,000-pull and have some fun! She also wanted to try her luck with a high-tier gacha pool.

Just do it!

In the dead of night, Domi suddenly sat up in shock, turning his head to look around. In the two cribs next door, his two older brothers were sleeping like logs, and in the double bed, his parents were still asleep.

While it's uncertain whether a high-ranking mage and an archmage are mentally sound, he drawing cards in his crib shouldn't disturb them.

"Finally, I can indulge my gacha addiction. I've been waiting for this for a whole year. People who don't know me would think I've been through drug rehabilitation."

He opened the system panel while complaining, and came to the card drawing interface, which was a huge disc with all sorts of things engraved on it, a dazzling array.

Filled with excitement, he pressed the "Ten-Draw" button a hundred times in a row. A barrage of "Thank you for your patronage" messages and a series of notifications about the items he had obtained flooded his screen.

[Energy Potion x66]

[Inspiration Potion x5]

[Night Vision Potion x7]

[External Injury Ointment x48]

[Strength Enhancement +0.7]

[Mental Strength Enhancement +0.3]

Agility Enhancement +2

[Staff Crafting Blueprint (White, Caster Type's Choice) x6]

[Staff Crafting Blueprint (Green, Magic-based Optional) x3]

[Staff Crafting Blueprint (Purple - Wind Element) x1]

[Lionheart Empire Noble Etiquette (LV: MAX)]

Thank you for your patronage x822

Premium Card Pool Rewards:

[Body Tempering Technique - Breathing]

Through a unique breathing rhythm, one can subtly cultivate health and strengthen the body in all aspects, with more pronounced effects over time. Conversely, rapid breathing can unleash extraordinary power in a short period, but this will have corresponding side effects afterward.

The reward has been issued and the item has been stored in the system space. Please note that the system space cannot store items other than the reward item.

[Current Attribute Changes - Strength: 1→1.7, Agility: 1→3, Mental Strength: 1→1.3] (Human average attributes are calculated by adding one to all attributes for each year of age. An 18-year-old adult has 18 in each attribute, and so on. After the age of 55, the attributes decrease by 0.5 per year. This is just an average and cannot be applied to everyone.)

In the game, adding a point is just adding a point, and the value changes slightly. But this system is very realistic. When the strength attribute increases, it will forcibly tear his muscle fibers, then repair them, to achieve an increase in muscle density for the same volume, thereby enhancing his strength.

Agility enhancement focuses on optimizing the reactive neurons, enabling them to receive and transmit signals more quickly.

As for mental power, that's rather mystical. Domi doesn't know how it works; he only knows that he can control more magic power, which can probably be understood as an increase in mana.

Whichever of the three causes will ravage his body, causing him to scream in pain, and thus the child's crying at night becomes a nightmare for the parents...

He fell into a coma while in pain and didn't realize it until noon the next day when he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he was horrified to find a large group of people gathered around his tiny crib: his parents, Kelsey, and a bunch of well-mannered guys in white coats. This scene left this socially awkward man at a loss for what to do. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was being dissected live and was being shown on an operating table to a crowd of people.

Rare specimen: The most useless magical brat in Bloomfield history.

At that moment, a doctor in a white coat noticed that Domi had opened his eyes and immediately shouted:

"Hey! Young Master is awake!"

A group of people immediately gathered around, and Grace even rushed in, her big eyes filled with tears, as if she was about to cry at any moment. Overwhelmed with joy, she hugged him and cried, "God bless me!"

Among the white coats stood a man whose demeanor was distinctly different from the others. His slightly disheveled, center-parted hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and serious expression radiating unparalleled confidence set him apart. He stood beside Carlos and calmly said:

"Carlos, I told you everything was fine."

Carlos frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly happened, Galen? Domi was fine before, why did he fall into a coma after making a fuss last night?"

The man named Galen was Bloomfield's personal physician and a former friend of Carlos. His medical skills were exceptional, but even he couldn't reach a definitive conclusion after the examination. He awkwardly adjusted his glasses and said:

"I didn't find any illness, but during the examination I discovered that the young master's physical condition was significantly different from that of ordinary children."

Take young master Argyle for example. He was healthy from birth, and his physique is expected to be quite robust in the future. But even with such talent, his current physical condition is still inferior to that of the young master.

"If Argyle is 1, then Dominic is 3."

"A three-fold gap? How much will that gap widen in the future?" Carlos asked curiously.

"None of us can predict what will happen in the future. We might catch up, or we might widen the gap by six, seven, or even ten times. It's too hard to say."

The only thing I can tell you is that the young master has exceptional talent in this area, and this coma might be a catalyst for unlocking his potential. I can't think of any other reason.

After Galen finished speaking, he bid farewell to Carlos and left the castle with his large group of students in white coats.

"Exceptional talent in physical fitness?"

Carlos relayed Galen's words to Greta. By then, Kelsey had already taken Domi to take a bath, leaving only the couple in the bedroom.

“That’s right,” Carlos nodded firmly. He believed that while the gods closed one door for Domi, they would surely open another window for him: “Domi may not have a talent for magic, so why can’t he have a talent for physical combat?”

"So I decided to hand that department over to Domi."

Grace clearly realized something, and her face paled instantly. Even her voice involuntarily rose a few decibels: "You mean the department that made your fortune in Bloomfield? Are you kidding me?"

Scalos was deeply wary of the origins of Bloomfield's fortunes, a dark and bloody history.

"No, I'm not kidding."

Grace stood up abruptly, glaring angrily at Carlos: "You promised me you'd protect Domi! And now you're letting him hang out with those cold-blooded bastards who live on the edge?!"

“I did say that I would protect Domi and give him more resources, and that I would not hinder him from taking any path he wanted in the future. I will keep these promises, but who can guarantee that the Bloomfield family will last forever? Once we decline and lose our power, who will protect Domi?”

“Our children will become the remnants of Bloomfield, thorns in the side of our enemies, whom we will not rest until they are killed! Can a rich man? Or a young man pursuing his dreams, withstand their pursuit?”

"I just want to help Domi develop some solid skills before I'm too weak to do anything about it, to make those who are chasing him think twice about their own abilities, so that he, who is not good at magic, can survive in this world that belongs to magic."

Chapter 8 8th Birthday Banquet

Carlos and Greta didn't argue for long. Based on their good marital relationship, they quickly reached a compromise, or more accurately, Greta tacitly approved of Carlos's plan.

As parents, they certainly have a duty to protect their children, but no matter how well the parents protect them, it is not as good as their own ability to protect themselves. Carlos said all this precisely to illustrate this point.

They have more important things to do today than pointless arguments.

The three Bloomfield children have all turned one year old, and today is the day to celebrate their first birthday!

As the hosts, the two had to be in top form to greet all the guests and share their joy at their child's safe passage through the year.

At that time, all the most important figures in the entire empire will be present, and the entire castle will be mobilized as a result:

Under the strict command of the head maid, all the maids set up the venue, prepared various details, and decorated it with lanterns and colorful decorations; the kitchen was busy from early morning; Osment led hundreds of troops under the lord's direct command to protect the castle layer by layer, not allowing any hidden dangers. They poured boiling water to destroy any ant nests they saw, tore off half of the wings of any passing butterflies, and even slapped any dogs that came in, all to prevent shapeshifting mages from sneaking in.

The festive red silk was even spread from the castle to the main road of the territory, so that all the people knew that the lord's child had turned one year old.

And Domi, the main character of the banquet, was the last to find out.

Completely bewildered, he was dressed in exquisite baby clothes by Kal'tsit and placed in the most conspicuous spot in the lobby, becoming a veritable mascot along with his two older brothers, ostensibly to bring joy to the guests who had traveled from afar.

Domi didn't know what kind of abstract mixed tradition this was, but since it was another world, he might as well do as the locals do.

The banquet won't start until this evening; the daytime will mainly be spent setting up the venue.

Thanks to this opportunity, Domi finally got to see how the head maid, who was usually elusive, oppressed the young maids.

According to Kelsey's own description, Head Maid Catherine is a very serious adult woman who cannot tolerate the slightest imperfection and demands perfection in everything. She is an absolute perfectionist and obsessive-compulsive.

And indeed, that was the case. Catherine stood in the very center of the hall, holding a thick document in her arms, and assigned tasks to each maid as if she were giving orders. The timing was impeccable; as soon as each maid finished her task, the head maid would immediately assign her the next one.

"Jenny, are the drinks ready?"

"If you don't have it, hurry up and go to the cellar to get it! You still need to build a champagne tower, so get moving!"

"Maggie, where are the small gifts for each guest?"

"The numbers don't match. Are you sure your math wasn't taught by a PE teacher? Check it again!"

At this moment, Domi experienced firsthand the oppressive feeling emanating from the head maid, as if he were facing his former homeroom teacher.

But putting aside previous stereotypes, Catherine is actually a genuine beauty. She doesn't need to wear a maid's outfit; she usually wears a vest similar to the butler's, which, although tight-fitting, perfectly accentuates her graceful figure.

With long legs, a slender waist, and ample breasts that rival Kal'tsit's, along with an icy, aloof face and long, straight black hair cascading down to her waist, if she changed her clothes and makeup, donned a blue and white gown and crystal high heels, Domi would believe she was a princess from the Northern Republic.

"It's such a waste of her talents to be a mere head maid here," Domi sighed.

Looking around, the three highly successful maids now only needed to take care of the three brothers. With nothing to do, they even started eating sunflower seeds and drinking afternoon tea, chatting happily and giggling. They were quite relaxed, which was in stark contrast to the shrewd and capable head maid. Domi couldn't help but feel sorry for Catherine. It's like one god brings a bunch of troubles with him...

Time flew by, and before Domi could even take a nap, it was already dark. But the entire hall was still gleaming with gold, and the outside was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, making the night as bright as day.

Luxury carriages lined up at the castle gate as if they were free. Well-dressed men and women alighted in pairs, exchanging polite smiles and greetings to acquaintances. Their expensive boots and formal shoes swayed as they walked slowly down the red carpet into the castle. This family was undoubtedly the most dazzling star of the day—was this the prestige of the most powerful lord's family?!

Domi's young mind was deeply shocked. He had never seen such a gathering of high society people before. This was the first time he had ever seen one.

As important figures crossed the threshold, the doorman assumed the role of a servant, responsible for announcing their status at ancient banquets.

"The head of the Greenville family has arrived!"

"The head of the xxx family has arrived!"

"..."

"Prince Capet has arrived!"

As the head of the Brofell family, Carlos greeted all the guests at the door from the start. After Domi observed, Carlos's attitude towards the head of the Greenville family and Prince Capet was much better and more cordial, indicating that he had a close relationship with his family.

At this moment, Carlos led the two of them toward them. The three maids who had been eating melon seeds had already packed up their stalls and were now standing solemnly beside them, serving them.

"Mitch, Capet, come and see my three sons!"

Mitchell said with great interest, "Carlos, I heard that two of your three sons have awakened quite a few talents. Are you interested in arranging a marriage between them?"

Prince Capet joined in the fun, saying, "Then I can be a witness."

Mitchell Greenville, with his flowing sky-blue hair and striking good looks, is the head of the Greenville family, the second most powerful noble family in the South, second only to Bloomfield in status. To express friendliness, friends usually call him Mitchell, which is easier to pronounce.

Prince Capet, however, is even more powerful. He is the younger brother of the current emperor and wields immense power. Everyone who comes must give him face, as seeing him is like seeing the emperor himself. This time, the emperor only asked his brother to help because he was busy with official duties.

Given their identities, they shouldn't have had such an intimate conversation, but since they've been playing together since childhood, their relationship is incredibly close, completely contrary to the rumors of them being irreconcilable enemies, and discussing marriage is perfectly normal for them.

Carlos laughed and said, "There's no rush. Let the children decide their own life's important matters. It would be too heartless of us to break them up later."