manynovel Chapter 113 "The Id"
Chapter 113 "The Id"
Chapter 113 "The Id"
"But what are you going to the East District for?" Vivian asked curiously.
"For...playing." Altair replied without hesitation, then added, "I'm so bored being home alone all by myself right now."
"You should know that when I was involved in the werewolf assassination and writing letters to clean up the East District a while ago, I had Simon acquire a piece of territory in the East District."
"I'm planning to throw an extraordinary gathering somewhere, just to have some fun."
After putting down her glass, Vivian said to Altair, "An extraordinary gathering isn't something you can just organize whenever you want."
"These kinds of gatherings are, after all, private gatherings. You need to consider a lot of things, such as: how to recruit people, how to get people to attend regularly, how to avoid being discovered by official extraordinary individuals, and many other issues."
"Of course." Altair nodded and accepted Vivian's suggestion, "Don't forget, our family is not short of extraordinary individuals."
"When I go to the East District, I usually bring Simon and the others with me."
"When I host a party, I can still bring them along. They will not only protect my safety but also ensure the safety of the party—and also help to make up the number of attendees."
"If we can't find any wild extraordinary individuals, then we'll find some ordinary people—ordinary people with money."
"For example: Grelint, do you know her?"
"Is it that viscount who keeps writing to you?" Vivian asked curiously.
Altair nodded and said, "It's him."
"He always aspired to become extraordinary. Most of the letters he wrote to me were invitations to their gatherings to discuss occult knowledge."
"At the first gathering, I can give him a hint, and he should be happy to attend."
"I can make money off him then."
"You're so naughty, but I like it." After saying that, Vivian smiled again, looked at Altair, and added, "Looks like you won't need me to bring you Extraordinary Ones to your party."
"Let's pull her a little bit if we can," Altair said, holding Vivian's slender, soft hand. "I can't keep letting Simon and the others film me acting all the time."
At 4 p.m. on April 14, 1347, in the drawing room, after handing over the "traveler's baggage," Altair asked, "Do you know what happened to me a couple of days ago?"
Adam nodded slightly and smiled at Altair as always, "I know, but don't worry, I didn't peek. I left as soon as it started."
"I am not clear about the specific details of what happened."
After hearing Adam's explanation, Altair slapped his forehead speechlessly, thinking to himself, "That's so true: the air is thick with Amon, and Adam is sitting in the corner."
"Amon, is he not here?" Altair asked softly, his head bowed.
"Not here." Adam maintained his smile.
After saying that, He changed the subject and said, "I knew Vivian's purpose even before you were affected by the sealed artifact."
"But I didn't stop her from having that idea."
"Because in a sense, what she did was right."
"Please don't forget, the 'role-playing method' can only help you process the potion and appropriately reduce the risk of losing control."
"It is not a panacea."
"When extraordinary individuals are in control of themselves, they must not forget the fact that they are human beings."
"Don't excessively suppress your emotions and desires."
"When you need to vent, you should vent appropriately."
"You just need to keep these emotions and desires within reasonable limits."
"Huang Tao ~ Russell Gustav, he did a very good job in this regard."
"There's a mindset in your Arab world that I don't like: being overly concerned with the feelings of others."
"Give up that idea."
"It's not good for you; stay true to yourself."
As the last sentence fell, Adam's figure disappeared.
Altair, meanwhile, fell into deep thought.
On the evening of April 25, 1347, Altair looked at the two people sitting opposite him and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Audrey, why did you come with Grelint?"
"Shouldn't you be at home getting ready for bed at this time of day?"
"My family is having a small party today. Audrey's mother, Lady Caitlin, is attending with her. And since the extraordinary party you mentioned is today, I brought her along," Grelint explained earnestly before Audrey, who was sitting in Altair, could reply.
After hearing his explanation, Altair couldn't help but shake his head, thinking, "This is probably something you did on purpose. How could there be so many perfect matches in this world?"
After setting down his teacup, Altair said to the maid behind him, "Go and prepare for the two of them..."
A hood, the kind that can cover the body.
After saying that, he picked up his teacup again and brewed the newly arrived black tea as usual.
"Shouldn't we leave sooner?" Audrey asked curiously.
Grelint also cared a lot about Audrey's words, and nodded to Altair, who was sitting quietly.
Seeing the impatient expressions of the two people in front of him, Altair slowly explained, "There's no need to rush. This gathering of extraordinary individuals has always started at 8:30 PM."
"It's only 7 p.m., so we can leave at 7:30. Going earlier won't make a difference; they won't open the door."
After explaining, Altair asked curiously, "Grelint, when does your family's party end?"
"If there's not enough time, let's send Audrey back first, otherwise Mrs. Caitlin will worry."
"No need," Grelint explained casually. "My party goes on until midnight, and there are other friends at home who are covering for us."
After saying that, Grylint added, "And Audrey and I were chosen by everyone to be the pioneers of this extraordinary gathering—."
Just as Grylint was about to finish explaining, Audrey, sitting next to him, stuck her tongue out at Altair, as if to say, "I'm definitely going to this party today, and you can't stop me."
At 8:15 p.m., once the carriage had come to a stop, Altair handed the hood to the two men and said, "Put these on, and remember to cover yourself up properly."
After the two men were fully dressed, Altair led them down from the carriage.
Upon seeing the ordinary-looking house before him, Grelint was somewhat disappointed and casually said, "Are you sure this is the place? This place—"
"It's nothing special." Altair said exactly what Grelint wanted to say.
After saying that, he explained, "Don't think of the extraordinary as something so lofty. To put it bluntly, they are just a group of ordinary people with special abilities."