Strongest Mage with the Lust system

Chapter 689  Born to be an Emperor

Ninam City, Garfield Mansion.

Ashton was sitting cross-legged in his cultivation room, his eyes closed and his breathing even as he absorbed the mana from the mana stones floating around him.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and he turned his head in the north direction, muttering, "Someone awakened our royal bloodline? Is it Emily or Max?"

A moment later, he shook his head in disappointment, "It would have been better if they had awakened the Imperial Bloodline just like me. Awakening just the initial tier of the royal variant is useless."

Just then, he felt a presence outside the room and raised his brows in dissatisfaction.

"They don't like to listen, do they?"

Standing up, he walked over and opened the door.

Amelia was standing there, anxiously biting her nails. Just like previous days, she had come here to talk to him and see if he had returned to normal but was hesitant to knock on the door, fearing he would get angry and become even colder.

But to her surprise, just then the door opened and he appeared in front of her.

After seeing him for the first time in days, she couldn't control her emotions and jumped toward him, wanting to hug him, but… n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Thud!!

…She suddenly felt an enormous pressure pressing down on her, freezing her midair and causing her to fall to her knees with a resounding thud.

Amelia went into a daze, an incredulous look on her face. She couldn't believe what had just happened.

She didn't want to believe it was Ashton, her loving husband's doing, but when she raised her head with difficulty and saw his apathetic face and noticed the gaze he looked at her with as if she was some lowly person instead of his wife, it broke her heart, and tears uncontrollably started flowing down her eyes.

"Ashton, husband, please tell me you didn't intend to do it. Please tell me it happened by mistake." She said in a pleading tone.

Ashton frowned and coldly asked, "What are you crying about? I told you all to stay away from me, but someone keeps coming over to disturb me. Can't you follow simple instructions?"

His words stunned her yet again as she gazed into his golden pupils, waiting to see if he seriously meant what he said but saw no hesitation or guilt. It seemed what he was doing, how he was treating her, seemed perfectly normal to him.

"I… We are your family, Ashton. We are worried about you. You haven't been yourself since you awakened your blood— Amelia started saying, but Ashton interrupted her with an annoyed, "Quiet!"

Looking down into her eyes, he said, "I know you all have been thinking that my bloodline awakening has changed me, and you are right about it. It has indeed changed me. It changed my way of looking at the world, and I realized how stupidly I have been acting all my life. Instead of focusing on what's important, I have been wasting my time on you all and on that worthless Viscount role."

While Amelia stared at him, stunned, he paused before saying, "Maybe I should address you all and save time. Go, and gather everyone in the mail hall."

Saying this, he walked away with silent but strong steps, his posture ramrod.

After he left, his aura was no longer pressing down upon Amelia, but she didn't stand up and continued staring in front of her with a vacant look in her eyes.

…

Arriving in the main hall, Ashton stared at the head seat. "These elves, they really don't respect us, do they? Making us stay in such a shabby place."

He then walked over and sat down. He then stared ahead, his gaze flickering in thought. After a moment, he sighed and closed his eyes, waiting for everyone to gather.

He knew his change in behavior must have hurt his family, but he couldn't bring himself to behave like before.

Initially, when he started turning indifferent, he was worried about his change because he didn't like it. However, as his bloodline awakening gradually concluded over the course of a few days, he started having visions of a prosperous place where he was the supreme, lording over all with no one able to disobey him; his perception started changing.

He knew, just like his ancestors told in stories, his Garfield family's bloodline was way too powerful and domineering, and everyone who awakened it was either destined to rise to the sky and follow in their first ancestor's footsteps to become the supreme figure and rule over everything and everyone or die trying.

Realizing how powerful he could become, his long forgotten dreams and aspirations rekindled. He no longer wanted to be the man he was, who could do nothing but waste his time on useless things, who was powerless to take revenge on the people who killed his wife, and who had lost his will to improve himself and become stronger.

He was born to be a king, an emperor, and that was what he was going to become. After no one came for a few minutes, he furrowed his brows in displeasure.

'I have spoiled them a little too much.' He thought, feeling disgusted with his past self even more. Not only did he manage to effeminate himself, but he also failed at educating his family.

He blatantly ignored the fact that his eldest son, Mark, wanted to replace him and become the lord of the Garfield family and had started playing underhanded tactics, even going to the lengths of colluding with enemies.

He also didn't do much to educate Noah and William, letting them strut around, using his name to take advantage of the town's people.

He also acted oblivious when Max… His eyes flickered.

His train of thoughts broke when he sensed someone enter the hall. He, however, didn't open his eyes.

After a while, everyone had gathered in the hall and was looking at him.

While Mark, Noah, and William and their wives weren't too concerned, Esther, Mina, Anna, and even butler George had concerned looks on their faces, especially because Amelia seemed like she had lost her soul after talking to him.