This Lord is Very Scientific

The night fell.

Lin Ke was still at the desk, writing diligently to perfect "Treatise on Lordship."

Having written enough, Lin Ke pondered for a moment before hurriedly heading toward the dungeon. Ove, who was meditating on the rooftop, had a moment of confusion in his eyes but, considering Lin Ke's self-reliance, he didn't think much of it.

He had just advanced to the legendary rank and needed to consolidate his position and familiarize himself with his powers, as well as develop new skills.

However, before long, Ove's eyes snapped open, and he vanished into a bolt of lightning, reappearing in front of the dungeon, looking seriously at the dark entrance.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

A familiar yet strange aura swept out from the passage.

Legendary!

A powerful legendary being!

Ove's body was instantly covered in lightning, and his legendary aura was released.

The ordinary people at Azaenn Castle didn't feel anything, but the professionals all sensed it, being woken up from their sleep or meditation.

"What's happening?!"

"Such a strong aura! What's going on?!"

"Legendary! This is a legendary aura!"

"Fools, this is Lord Ove's aura!"

"Why has Lord Ove suddenly... oh no!"

"Protect Young Master Lin Ke!"

Each professional awoke and rushed downstairs at high speed, activating their professional powers as they descended.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Ove's aura suddenly burst like a punctured balloon, followed by an even greater power.

Ove's power had a tingling sensation, but this new legendary power was like the vast ocean, pressing down heavily.

All of Azanen's professionals felt as if they had fallen into an ice cavern.

This was a legendary being far more powerful than Lord Ove!

"Power from the deep sea... Respected ancient one, may I ask the purpose of your visit here? Where is my disciple?"

In front of the dungeon, Ove tightly gripped the Thunder Staff, his heart filled with tension.

If...

If the visitor was an enemy and had harmed Lin Ke, Ove wouldn't hesitate to go down fighting!

The three people he recognized in this world: Garoce, Insomnia Emperor, and Fulon.

And Lin Ke, far above them.

If Lin Ke died...

If...

At that thought, Ove's aura fluctuated, his beard and hair bristling.

But at that moment, a short, deep man before Ove waved his hand, sending an amber flying out, accompanied by his voice.

"I am Swain Azen, the ocean currents are my embodiment, all things are born because of me... My descendant, from the depths of the bloodline, has summoned me..."

Saying this, the man before Ove chuckled softly, indicating no malice, and then added, "There is a small dragon in that Dragon Crystal, give it to my descendant."

With that, "Swain Azen" lightly tapped his staff, walking towards the dungeon, then suddenly turned back, saying, "Oh, right, young legendary, if needed, remember to have that descendant call on me. He is the hope and future of Azanen."

With the sound of the staff hitting the ground, "Swain" slowly disappeared into the teleportation array.

As the figure vanished, so did the ocean-like aura.

The followers sighed in relief, able to move freely once more.

Before they could ask anything, Ove transformed into lightning and disappeared from their sight, also heading to the small space.

Leaving the crowd staring at each other.

But then, someone walked down.

Fulon.

She wore a white gown, with a few red floral patterns adorning the simple and elegant dress.

"What just happened?"

Fulon asked softly.

"Madam, just now Azanen's ancestor appeared..." Butler Billy stepped forward, his expression a mix of excitement and confusion, "That was the purest torrent! That terrifying torrent was countless times stronger than the master... But I've never heard the name Swain before..."

The more Butler Billy spoke, the more excited he became, eventually running upstairs quite disrespectfully, preparing to search the study for records and Azanen's information to see who the ancestor really was.

The others, after a brief daze, also fell into extreme joy.

Lord Ove advancing to legendary wasn't enough; now Azanen seemed to have an even more powerful and terrifying ancestor.

This is simply unbelievable...

No, it's simply delightful!

However, Lin Ke's followers were not fools either.

"Hey, little bunny, do you think that ancestor is genuine?" Lolita elbowed Knicks' head, "Why hadn't we heard of him before?"

"I don't know... I only care for Mr. Lin Ke's safety." Knicks' shiny black eyes were full of worry.

"Don't worry, if it really is our Azanen's ancestor, Young Master Lin Ke will be fine. If not... we'll just charge against that legendary being! Hey, think of the rush when we charged against that giant serpent before, it's thrilling!"

Lolita laughed as she spoke, seemingly recalling the scene of charging against the Legendary Giant Snake before.

Lolita's silly laugh even triggered silly laughter from Lamiel and other followers.

"Yeah, yeah! It was great!"

A man laughed loudly, his voice cheerful.

"It was great... I mean it truly was delightful." Lamiel maintained a poet's composure, though the corner of his mouth nearly reached his ears.

Before long, a flash of lightning streaked by, as Ove, unaccustomed to crowded places, went to the rooftop.

Immediately after, a pale-faced Lin Ke emerged from the dungeon, managing a slight smile: "Everyone, please go back to rest!"

Seeing Lin Ke unharmed but weak, everyone dispersed one by one, leaving John to support Lin Ke.

"Mother, why are you here?"

Lin Ke saw Fulon and approached to indicate he was fine.

"Lin Ke, who was that elder? Is he... really Azanen's ancestor?"

After confirming Lin Ke was just fatigued, Fulon began to ask, "Did summoning him require any sacrifice..."

In novels she's read, such plots often exist, where something must be given to yield results.

Such a powerful legendary being, even stronger than Lord Ove, who knows what it took to summon him.

"No, mother..." Lin Ke seemed to recall for a moment, then explained in a certain tone, "The ancestor seemed to have been returning to the family because of my birth, six years ago... That's why I often feel the bloodline guiding me."

Sometimes, without an excuse, Lin Ke would claim the bloodline told him what to do, like when he previously wanted to prematurely enlighten his bloodline.

"Only guidance? That's wonderful..."

Fulon sighed in relief, thankful she hadn't made any terrible choices before.