Flawlessly Arranged

"You heard it too, even my mother said that," Aaron casually shrugged. "What does this have to do with our family's mission?"

"Of course," Vico said solemnly. "Our ancestor repaired the universe with his own efforts, but it wasn't without conditions. He made a deal with the will of the universe, securing sufficient Fawley for future generations, that is, for us."

"Oh?" Aaron's pupils widened slightly as memories from childhood flashed through his mind. "But I don't seem to have noticed anything special about myself."

"First of all, our clan has always had top-notch talent, and our innate advantages are far greater than those of ordinary people."

Simply put, the Gaius family has always been associated with the pinnacle of combat power in each era, or at least not by much.

Secondly, Gaius's bloodline can largely circumvent the laws of malice, a power that even the gods envy.

Finally, the ancestor's requirement for the universe was that his descendants, provided certain conditions were met, could travel to other worlds without any suppression or rejection.

This is the greatest opportunity; you will get a head start on experiencing a new world.

Aaron gasped. "I was short-sighted. The sacrifices of our ancestors were truly extraordinary."

"That's self-sufficiency," Vico said proudly.

"Father, have you been to other worlds?"

"Uh..." Vico hesitated for a few seconds, then saw the disdain in his son's eyes.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Father, your image in my heart has diminished by half again; now it's only a quarter.

Vico clutched his chest, feeling as if something was blocking his heart, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Do you know why you are the most successful one in the family?

Because not only did I not meet that requirement, your grandfather didn't either.

Hearing this, Aaron felt a little embarrassed, but also had some doubts in his mind, "What criteria does our family use to determine whether our descendants are qualified?"

"Based on this," Vico pointed to the three Crystal Ball on the altar that were shimmering with blue light, "The first crystal lit up when you left the altar, which means you are qualified."

The lighting of the second crystal signifies that you have earned the right to enter the family's Secret Chamber for further study.

"When the third crystal lights up, it's urging me, the clan leader, to bring you here and fulfill your mission."

"This is too hasty!" Aaron frowned. "It's not that I don't believe in these three Crystal Ball, but even the most accurate Prophecy can be wrong. You can't decide my future based on Prophecy."

"What you say makes a lot of sense, but this is Prophecy of the family bloodline, and there's no way it could be wrong," Vico said confidently. "Besides, your talent is indeed stronger than mine and your grandfather's, that's an indisputable fact."

Besides, you are more mature than your peers; your two escapes have already proven your capabilities.

"Fine! I have nothing to say."

Aaron shrugged, his last shred of hope shattered.

It can only be said that I am too outstanding, coupled with a completely accurate Prophecy, so I have no excuse to escape.

"So, my mission is to travel to other worlds?"

"It's not just a simple journey; you have to do something meaningful." Vico looked at Aaron with a complicated expression. "Leave Gaius's name in that world."

"That's an exaggeration!" Aaron's lips twitched. "I'm only thirteen."

"Your age is no excuse. Your grandfather and I went long ago, how could it be your turn?" Vico said with envy and jealousy. It was only because this was his son that he could go to other worlds. Only the God of Magic had the ability to do so, and even then, he would have to bear considerable risks.

"Alright!" Aaron sighed softly. "I still have a few small questions."

"Tell me, and I will answer your questions from the perspective of the clan chief."

Are there any taboos when going to other worlds?

"There's only one." Vico raised a finger and tapped Aaron's forehead seriously. "Never, never, ever think about conquering or ruling that world."

This was the strictest rule established by the first ancestors, for it was the origin of almost all calamities.

Gollum!

Aaron swallowed hard, then chuckled sheepishly, "I don't want that kind of ambition, it's too exhausting."

"It would be best to think that way, because the consequences of violating this rule are severe. You will be removed from Gaius's family tree and lose those three privileges."

Even if you are my son, I have no choice but to uphold justice and even turn against my own family.

"Uh... I understand."

The second question is, how do I get back?

"There has to be a standard!" Aaron said with some concern.

He worked tirelessly in another world, but he didn't know how to return; it was no different from being exiled.

If you go to a more developed world, at least you won't have to worry about food and drink. But if you go to some barbaric place, then it's not just a little bit tragic.

Thinking of this, Aaron suddenly recalled the scene of him fishing in the river with a group of primitive people, and he subconsciously shuddered.

"You don't need to worry about that. The family history books will record all the great things you've done."

"Once it has turned enough pages, you will have the right to return," Vico said, pointing to the history book. "Another method is to break through to the level of the God of Magic, at which point you will find the exact coordinates of our world within yourself."

Aaron:...

"Okay! That makes perfect sense."

"But I'm already God of Law, why would I want to come back?"

"Don't you want to come back and see your the Mother?" Lisana said with a touch of sadness, her gaze towards Aaron filled with resentment. "You have family, friends, and a home in this world..."

Aaron patted his forehead.

"I was wrong, the Mother."

"Please assure me, I will definitely come back."

"That's more like it." Lisana nodded and smiled, unconsciously tightening her grip on Abei's arm, almost suffocating the Young Dragon of Julius.

"The third question," Aaron said hesitantly, "Is, what if, I mean, what if!"

What if I'm gone for eighteen or fifteen years, or even longer, and never come back?

"You can rest assured about that. Our world is very special. The time ratio is very different from other worlds, and it can even reach an astonishing ratio of one to one hundred."

"That means I spent eighteen or fifteen years in another world, and after I came back, it's probably only been less than a month." Aaron said with some surprise, but a strange sense of joy welled up inside him.

Time acceleration? This is even more cheating than the Thought Form, increasing efficiency by an absurd one hundred times.

"Wait, that doesn't make sense either!" Aaron suddenly realized something and said with a serious expression, "When I came back, I was all gray-haired, while you were in your prime. It's ridiculous for a middle-aged or even elderly person like me to call you Mom and Dad.

"What? You don't want to?" Lisana glared at her.

"No, no, of course I'm willing," Aaron said immediately. "You are my the Mother once, and you will be my the Mother forever."

"In fact, the flaw you're thinking of doesn't exist at all," Vico said smugly. "The ancestors have arranged everything. History will record your state when you leave. You will be the same when you return, unless you choose not to."

"This is so incredibly thoughtful!" Aaron thought to himself, looking at the huge history book that kept turning the pages. He silently gave it a thousand thumbs up. The service was impeccable.

"Wait, why is this book... still not being written?"

"I haven't gotten it yet, have I?"

"Hmm... you've hit the nail on the head." Vico snapped his fingers. "It's because some ancestors didn't want to come back, or left Gaius's bloodline in other worlds, which can be considered a branch of the family."

Coupled with the terrifying contrast in the flow of time, the development speed of the branch is extraordinarily exaggerated.

Although they no longer possessed the right to directly travel between worlds, their talent was no less remarkable, and it was only natural that several God of Law would emerge over a long period of time.

Aaron swallowed hard, utterly astonished. "What kind of family do I have?"

He suddenly realized that Voldemort and Dumbledore were minor figures, and it was no wonder that Vico, Lisana, and even Jeans didn't take them seriously.

Not to mention the ancestors in the Secret Chamber, their family has a bunch of God of Law relatives who could easily crush them with a single move.

"Just assume you have a powerful background!" Vico laughed. "Besides the family's strength, the Gaius family has always been kind to others and has many friends. They won't hesitate to help when needed."

"I understand." Aaron could hardly hide the excitement on his face.

When you go out, you need both ability and background.

Behind him lies a complex network of relationships; anyone who dares to mess with him would have to think twice.

"Don't get too excited," Vico said, throwing cold water on Aaron's enthusiasm. "The Gaius family has many friends, but also quite a few enemies."

The ancestral precepts clearly stipulate that unless it is a critical moment of annihilation or death, one must not seek help from others.

Moreover, the world you're going to is most likely a place Gaius has never set foot in, so the so-called background doesn't exist at all, because nobody knows who you are.

Even if you go to a place that one of your ancestors visited, the background is only symbolic. Perhaps someone will give you face, but that's all.

When it comes to real interests, they don't care who you are.

In addition, to prevent the heir from being unambitious or abusing his power, the family's attitude towards the heir can be summed up in two words: free-range.

In other words, at home you are Gaius's heir, but outside you are just an ordinary Warlock, understand?

You got excited for nothing.

Aaron gritted his teeth.

Of course, when you're out and about, you can only rely on yourself.

"Then you should tell the Butler and those guards to stop following me!"

"They're just there to protect you; that's the basic requirement for you as the heir."

Unless you voluntarily violate the millennia-old rules of the Gaius family and participate in power struggles within the Magic World, they will protect you with their lives until you grow up.

"Beautiful." Aaron clapped his hands. "It feels like everything was arranged perfectly."

"Of course, this is based on thousands of years of experience." Vico shrugged. "If possible, I really hope you can find any loopholes, so that my future grandchildren can have an extra layer of insurance."

Aaron's lips twitched uncontrollably.

The fiancée situation isn't over yet, and he's already setting his sights on the next generation? That's too much!

Aaron took a while to calm down and took several deep breaths before suppressing the urge to curse. "What if I die?"

That's possible! An ancestor once said something like, "Don't die."

Upon hearing this, Vico and Lisana fell silent for a moment.

"Say something!"

"I told you you wouldn't die," Vico said, feigning nonchalance. "So far, apart from people from other worlds who have died of old age, no one has died!"

Can you tell the truth?

"That's the truth," Lisana said. "We will absolutely not let you die."

Seeing his parents' confident expressions, Aaron smiled and shook his head. "I hope you can be more honest with your son."

First of all, that ancestor certainly didn't lie to me, because this was the only piece of advice he could give me.

Besides, you really shouldn't have assigned me Flor's class; he's a psychology expert.

Although my study time was relatively short, I was still able to tell if someone was lying.

Upon hearing this, Vico was about to say something when he felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around and saw Lisana's angry gaze.

"Hey, hey, don't look at me like that," Vico said guiltily. "Although I am the clan chief and can arrange my son's schedule, Flor's class is special and cannot be stopped."

"So what will happen if I die?" Aaron looked at his father with sharp eyes. "Don't lie to me, I can tell whether you're telling the truth or not."

Vico was silent for a few seconds, then sighed deeply, "If something happens to you in another world, I, as your closest relative, have the right to bring you back."

But don't worry, I won't die either; I'll just stay in that world forever.

Originally, it would have been fine if I were alone, but your the Mother was worried that I would stray into other people's lives and become unruly, so she insisted on coming along, and I couldn't stop her."

Hearing this answer, Aaron felt particularly conflicted.

I used to think Harry Potter was particularly lucky because his the Mother was willing to risk her life to cast Blood Protection Charm for him, but now it seems he's just as fortunate.

He admitted that he was sometimes selfish, but not to the point of making his parents suffer for him.

"It's not that bad." Aaron slowly raised his head, trying not to shed tears. "This is just an ordinary trial. I've learned so much, and I'm not weak myself. I'll be fine."

"We want you to come back safely more than anyone else, but we also have to prepare for the worst."

"It's the chieftain's responsibility to send you here, but it's my duty to ensure your safety." Vico said with a smile. "You don't need to think too much. With our strength, we can do quite well even in other worlds."

I've already spoken to your grandfather. When we're not together, he'll come back to help you with the family affairs until you become a qualified patriarch.

Your the Mother has also chosen a suitable fiancée for you. Although you may not be able to hold your grandchildren, we don't need to worry about your marriage.

"Enough!" Aaron shouted, then looked at the two of them with a wry smile. "You two really went to great lengths!"

"You've already made arrangements for my funeral. Do you really have that little faith in me?"

"It's not that we lack confidence, but some world situations are particularly complex."

"Okay," Aaron waved his hand, interrupting Vico. "One last question: Can I not go?"