?It was a protracted war that night.


    Actually, call it a one-sided invasion with Leonardo on the losing end. Before he knew it, the golden rays of the morning sun invaded the bedroom through the balcony, forcing him to begrudgingly wake up.


    This intense session was a much-desired stress reliever for Leonardo who was pressured and upied ever since he left his home. Hey there, on the bed, dazed yet invigorated. It took some time, but he came to terms with his new status and position in House Hestia.


    Leonardo quickly got off the bed and looked around the empty room. The servants seem to have changed the sheets, and he could tell that there was yet another servant waiting outside due to the repetitive knocking that awakened him from his sleep.


    "Come in!" Leonardo shouted at the door, and a pretty maid walked in with a change of clothing in hand. She bowed respectfully before announcing, "The bathing chambers are ready as per the youngdy''s instructions. She arranged for your immediate transfer before she left earlier this morning."


    "I see," Leonardo responded in a low voice, somewhat disappointed that she just wound up and left without saying a word. Hell, he doesn''t even know her name for all it''s worth. Then again, he shouldn''t hope for any fantasy love stories with that woman; she clearly treated him as her property in every sense of the word, so having a taste once in a while is but natural.


    He couldn''t be her only ve in that context, right? This question suddenly popped up, and he tried his best to suppress it. Taking a deep breath, Leonardo moved the sheets away and climbed down from his bed, startling the maid with his naked body.


    An Immortal constitution enjoyed the peak of aesthetic perfection, albeit a well-endowed body never stood as the primary criterion to seek immortality. Leonardo was a tall young man who enjoyed keeping up shape for his sports hobbies, and years of brutal practice in the Exiled Paradise helped draw out the raw potential of his physique.


    Hard sculpted muscles lined up neatly across his abdomen, chest, back, arms, and legs. Not a blemish could be found on his nigh-perfect build, messy silver hair, and dull ck eyes. The expression of mncholy in those eyes begged for solitude and salvation, drawing the curious gaze of these innocent, naive, young girls.


    The maid felt her heart flutter afloat before she lowered her head immediately. She felt stiff, hot, and bothered for some reason.


    Indescribable urges tugged at her heart but she reminded herself that this eye candy of a man is off-limits. Leonardo wasn''t aware of the civil war between the maid''s heart and mind, he walked directly past her and headed into the indoor bathing chambers that connected directly to the room.


    "When will shee back?" Leonardo asked carelessly the moment he entered the bathing chambers where a small pond of hot water weed him. He yawned, stretched, and descended directly into the pond as though it was a hot spring.


    The young maid hurried over to deliver the necessary hygiene materials while replying, "Do you mean the youngdy? We servants don''t know. She has been awfully busytely, and this small house is just one of her numerous private properties connected to one of her privates…"


    "The she arranged for my transfer to? What''s the deal with that?" Leonardo leaned forward, allowing the maid to scrub his back above the water while he listened to her exnations.


    It wasn''t only the Interster Supreme Court who explored the lower realms, also known as the lower dimensions, fors and the like. However, they mainly focus on the lower realms, whilst the noble families such as House Hestia are mainly focused on the middle realms where Tier 2s and hidden dimensions are located.


    The Leonardo is meant to visit is one of the Tier 2s, a ce where Saints stand at the top of the food chain. ording to the Tier System, Earth is so behind it couldn''t even be listed.<novelnext></novelnext>


    Humans on that are stuck below level 10, which is a joke. A mortal must cultivate at least to level 11 to qualify as a ve, as those are the basic standards to learn the use of basic spells such as fire sparks, enough to at least start a fire.


    After a night with Nier, Leonardo''s cultivation level shot from the standard 10 to 25, a pleasant yet weird surprise. Leonardo wasn''t aware that he obtained the remnant energy lingering in Nier''s body ever since she finished going through the mortal cycle of her cultivation, which was almost nonexistent at this point.


    Ascending stiptes a conversion in one''s internal energy. A mortal''s energycks attributes, a saint''s energy contains world essence, a divine''s energy contains the quintessence, and an immortal''s energy is the embodiment of ether.


    For Leonardo to sessfully ascend from a mortal to a saint, he mustprehend a martial intent, cultivate to level 40, and eventuallyplement the aggregated energy with the martial intent to provide it with essence. From there on, ascending to be a saint is nothing short of guaranteed.


    "The youngdy hopes for you toprehend a sword-rted martial intent as per your training, but it doesn''t have to be limited to the sword. We weren''t paying much attention to that so we''re not sure about the levels of its saints." The maid continued to clean up Leonardo while struggling to maintain a sane mind, keeping her hands where they belong.


    Regardless, she was doing an absolutely horrible job hiding her intentions. Her hot intermittent breathing kept striking at Leonardo''s nape, but he was way too invested in his thoughts to notice.


    Knock! Knock!


    "The portal arrangements are ready! Convene in the assembly hall as soon as possible!" A rough, dry voice interrupted the pair''s independent thoughts. The maid clicked her tongue in secret disappointment, and Leonardo snapped out of his deep thoughts and voiced a reply.


    Half an hourter, Leonardo joined the crowd— at least he thought of them so, in the assembly hall. He wore in white clothes; a shirt and pants. However, a resilient leather vest could be outlined through the shirt, and faint traces of magical symbols were stitched into the long pants. These were basic defensive measures.


    Three people were in the assembly hall.


    An old butler who seems to be responsible for this house and two youths. One of them, was a stout young man with a bulky build, fierce countenance, and sharp facial features unjustly marred with a long scar from the corner of his left eye to the base of his chin. Next to him stood a petite youngdy clothed in ck leather armour, a mask, and a long cape bulging with the outline of what looked like a bow. Leonardo could discern two long daggers strapped to her thighs as well.


    The old butler spoke, "I assume you have been updated on the youngdy''s arrangements for you. These two are Mordred and Pandora, they will act as both advisors and guardians as they apany you in your training experience."


    Mordred shed a wide grin unbing of his fierce aura, taking a step forward to pat Leonardo''s shoulders.


    "Don''t worry! All of us want to be Saints on this expedition! This must be your first time attemptingary invasion, huh? Hm, good physique!" Mordred scanned Leonardo from top to bottom, pleasantly surprised.