Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 77 The Book of No Thought
When Ita woke up in the early morning, a group of maids rushed into the room to bathe and dress her.

Sitting in front of a vintage dressing table carved with gold patterns, she looked at her still somewhat dazed self in the bright mirror, surrounded by maids who were dressing and grooming her.

The door opened, and the personal butler, Delina, with her fiery red curly hair, walked in.

"Master, preparations for the family meeting this morning are complete. However, Elder Bengri is unwell and has sent word through a messenger. What do you think?"

"Let him rest. He's so old, he should have retired long ago," Ita said calmly.

"Yes"

Delina hesitated for a moment, then handed over a bulging envelope.

“Young Master Thranduil has recently enrolled at St. Yaro Academy. Here is some of his recent situation at the academy.”

Upon hearing this, Ita's previously listless face suddenly lifted, but she still calmly took the envelope and opened it.

Inside were several photos of Caesar in his school uniform. Judging from the shooting angle, it seemed that he was accidentally included in the photos while trying to photograph something else.

As Ita flipped through the photos, a slight smile finally appeared on her usually cold lips.

But she quickly realized what was happening, turned her head, and looked at Delina standing to the side.

Delina realized what was happening and turned around.

They couldn't bear to see the way the head of the family looked through these photos.

After a while, Ita coughed lightly. She turned around and saw that the photo had been put back into the envelope. The head of the family seemed to have a slightly flushed face.

"Isn't there anything else?" she asked casually.

“Yes, it is,” Dalina said. “We only received the information last night. Young Master Thranduil bought a ticket for the earliest train to Drendin today, and he should arrive at 9:30.”

Ita's expression immediately changed: "Caesar is coming? Why didn't you say so earlier!"

“Patriarch,” Delina sighed helplessly, “this morning is the family meeting.”

"Make them all wait at home!" Ita stood up abruptly and quickly walked towards the locker room.

"The meeting is canceled. I'll go pick up Caesar!"

Durendin Railway Station.

Caesar stepped off the carriage, glanced at the blazing sun overhead, and adjusted his hat.

"It was still cloudy in the capital, but it was sunny when we got to Drendin."

Fortunately, I listened to Yumilia's advice and wore a hat beforehand.

He walked out of the platform, the letter of introduction tucked into the lining of his jacket.

Yesterday, Caesar discovered books imbued with unusual magic from Cordin. These books all came from his collector friend, Lawrence Bryan. This unusual magic intrigued Caesar, so he decided to find the collector today to investigate.

The magic power puzzled him, because it was neither something an ordinary sorcerer could possess, nor something caused by a particular spell. To put it simply, it was as if several magical elements were mixed together, creating a strange new species that even he couldn't figure out the source of.

what is it?

He paused slightly as he walked out of the station.

Along the street below the station, cars were neatly parked, and on either side of each car stood a man in a coat and a round hat, looking like a thug from a gangster movie. "Such a grand display, could it be that some patriarch of a powerful family is here to welcome him to Drentin?" he wondered to himself.

I had heard before that gangs were rampant in Durden, and today I have witnessed it firsthand.

It's best to leave as soon as possible; who knows what trouble might arise here.

He adjusted his hat, strode down the steps, and walked around the vehicles from the edge of the station.

In the center of the convoy, Ita held a mirror, still checking if her makeup was normal.

Although she spent a lot of time choosing clothes, she still chose the sleeveless pleated dress paired with an oversized formal coat, which is the one she wears most often and that best reflects her temperament.

Although she wanted to choose one of those cute little dresses she used to wear, she still wanted to show Caesar how drastically she had changed:

The little girl you used to take care of has grown up and is now a capable head of the family!
They hadn't seen each other for six years. Although they had corresponded at first, they had less contact after she became busy with her family affairs. She hadn't contacted him even once since coming to Drendin City. Caesar would definitely be surprised to see her here later.

"If Caesar saw me now, he would be very surprised," she thought excitedly, but on the surface she remained calm.

However, the corners of her mouth that she couldn't help but turn up betrayed her thoughts.

Noticing that Delina in the front row was peeking at her through the windshield, she immediately stopped smiling and cleared her throat.

"Doruvan, has the person who went in replied yet?" she asked in a deep voice.

"Not yet, but the train hasn't been fully disembarked yet. Please wait a little longer," Doruvan said.

Ita sighed impatiently.

"Forget it, let's just wait a little longer. It'll be a good opportunity to build up our emotions."

Following the address given by Corinthians, Caesar arrived at a detached villa.

However, it seems that no one has lived in this villa for a long time, and the weeds in the yard are as tall as a person.

After confirming the house number again, Caesar stepped forward and pressed the doorbell.

The doorbell rang, but no one answered after waiting for a long time.

"Nobody's home?"

The Dominion skill scanned the room, confirming the presence of human presence.

Moreover, besides the scent of humans, there was something else present.

Caesar frowned slightly.

Without further hesitation, he yanked the lock off the door. A putrid and musty smell immediately wafted out from inside. The floor was littered with debris and garbage, and bottles were scattered everywhere. The air was thick with the stench of rotting food.

He stepped over the mess and rushed upstairs to the second floor, then slammed open the study door.

Behind the desk lay the dead Lawrence, sprawled on his back in the chair, head tilted back to the ceiling, eyes wide open. A rapier was embedded in his chest. The desk before him was clean, with only an open book on it. And in front of the desk stood a pirate captain dressed in clearly ancient clothing.
Caesar was slightly taken aback when he saw this figure, so out of step with the times, appear in the study, but then he released his aura, which enveloped the entire room.

The pirate captain roared and immediately pulled the rapier stuck in Lawrence's chest. Then, his entire body seemed to shatter, turning into countless tiny fragments that poured into the open book on the desk.

Then, before Caesar could react further, a huge pirate ship burst forth from the open book on the desk, instantly crushing the entire house into ruins.

(End of this chapter)