How Many Secret Chambers Does Our Family Have?

After dinner, Aaron hugged Abei and followed closely behind his wife and Butler.

He had walked this road many times, but this was the first time he had ever felt so nervous.

Vico stopped in front of a gate, turned around and looked at his son meaningfully, "Ready?"

Tonight you will learn the secret to the enduring prosperity of the Gaius family.

Aaron nodded. He had been to the treasure vault more than once or twice, and he was very familiar with the things inside. Although they were rare, they shouldn't be considered anything special.

"You might be wondering why I brought you here."

In fact, most established Warlock families have their own Chamber of Secrets, and our family is no exception.

"It's well hidden!" Aaron exclaimed. "I've been around here so many times, but I don't seem to have found anything."

"Of course you won't realize that what we need is never a treasure trove, but a method."

Vico took out a bunch of keys, all of the same style, but made of different materials.

Aaron's lips twitched involuntarily. He also had a similar key, a birthday gift his grandfather had given him years ago.

"My dear grandson! You've grown up now, it's time to let you know about our family's heritage."

He remembered those words clearly; they moved him deeply at the time.

But looking back now, it was all a setup.

That iron key was nothing compared to the one in Vico's hand. This bunch was clearly much more high-end, with gold, silver, copper, wood, and a few others made of materials that were hard to identify.

"If one key corresponds to one Chamber of Secrets, then... how many Chamber of Secrets are there in our house?"

"It's a little more than you think."

When your grandfather brought me here, my expression was exactly the same as yours, but I was fifteen years old then and could handle much more.

Enough with the small talk, I'll show you something new today.

Vico said smugly, then inserted a key into the lock.

"Wait, sir, not this one." Jeans' expression changed slightly when he saw that the key inserted into the lock was gold. He hurriedly reminded him, but it was too late.

Click!

A dazzling golden light shot out from the crack in the door, almost blinding the three of them.

The door opened, Aaron walked in full of curiosity. His curiosity quickly turned into astonishment, and his pupils even reflected the symbols of money.

Abei's eyes widened, and he ran straight out of Aaron's arms, plunging headfirst into the dragon, unstoppable.

This Chamber of Secrets is very large, and its interior structure is exactly the same as that of a treasure vault.

However, what was displayed inside was a huge wooden box that stretched as far as the eye could see, filled with gold and silver jewelry.

But what's even more visually striking are those towering mountains of gold coins, with gold treasures scattered everywhere.

"My God!"

Aaron couldn't help but swallow hard. He knew the Gaius family wasn't short of money, but he never imagined they were. He finally understood why Jeans always seemed so nonchalant when he was calculating the accounts of his Small Shop.

"His family owns a mine; this is practically a case of 'the mine owns the family'!"

It turns out his house was built on a mountain of gold.

Aaron grabbed a handful of gold coins; the heavy weight made him want to lie down.

He should probably close down the shop; this one bet is enough for him to squander for over a decade.

"So, this is our family's secret?"

"You have more money than you can spend?" Aaron turned to look at his mother, still a little dazed, but he quickly found a reason for himself.

Yes, that must be it.

No matter who you are or what you want to do, you can't do without money.

A few weeks ago, the Gaius family's assets would have been enough to support a kingdom in waging a war that would last for decades.

"Son..."

"No, no need to explain." Aaron waved his hand. "I understand the saying that money can make the devil turn the millstone. Even the Dark Lord has to bow down in the face of such enormous wealth."

"It wasn't me..."

"No need to say anything more, let me first accept the fact that he is richer than a country."

Vico was about to explain when he heard a splashing sound from the side. The white Holy Dragon was swimming in the pool of gold coins, having a great time.

Dragons love golden things, and it is no exception.

For Abei, Aaron was number one, food was number two, and the rest of his interests were treasure; this place was simply Heaven to him.

Aaron rolled his eyes, walked over, and pulled it out.

Although somewhat speechless, I felt it was only natural for a dragon, and I wouldn't have to worry about it being sold off in the future.

Having witnessed such immense wealth, it's clear that unless someone could bring Gringotts here, they wouldn't be able to sway it.

"Son, this is our family's treasury."

"It truly lives up to its name!"

Are the other three families like this too?

"I don't know. The four hidden families are united, helping each other, and each has its own responsibilities. I really don't know anything about their financial resources."

Even if it can't compare to ours, it shouldn't be too far off.

Aaron thought so too. It was a bit of an exaggeration to accumulate enough resources over thousands of years to build a mine, but it wasn't unacceptable.

"Ahem!" Jeans coughed lightly. "Sir, shouldn't you be getting down to business?"

"Oh right, I almost forgot." Vico gave an awkward and impolite smile. "We've come to the wrong place. We need to go to another Secret Chamber."

This is just the vault; the family's true secret is yet to come.

Aaron also became serious, and his curiosity grew even stronger. It seemed that their family had something even more important than this treasure.

Vico led the way to the end of the vault.

He stood there for a while, and then the wall began to shake slowly. A huge amount of gold coins scattered to both sides, revealing an identical door with a familiar keyhole suddenly appearing in the center.

Vico took out the bunch of keys this time, carefully selected the silver key, and inserted it into the keyhole.

"Is there a mistake this time?"

"Definitely not."

A creaking sound rang out, and the interior was pitch black, much deeper and more mysterious than the opulent vault.

Aaron and Abei looked back reluctantly, as if they were saying goodbye to this treasure forever after just one glance.

"Young Master, all of these will be yours from now on." Jeans smiled and shook his head. "So don't be reluctant to part with them."

Aaron stepped into the dark, secret Secret Chamber, and the door closed as soon as he entered.

Then, rows of lights illuminated the darkness, and the contents of this Secret Chamber once again made Aaron's eyes widen. Abei, however, was clearly not interested and arrogantly turned his dragon face away.

This Secret Chamber was relatively small, and there were no large wooden chests inside. There were only a few dozen shelves filled with all sorts of cold weapons.

Arrows, Longsword, scimitars, daggers, Hammer, shields, and all kinds of armor are available.

Moreover, these weapons are exceptionally well-maintained; their sharp, cold gleam can be felt simply by getting close.

"These are... antiques?"

"You're not wrong. Any one of these items has a history of over a hundred years," Vico explained. "It's a bit early for you to be exposed to these things at the age of twelve. Besides, there have been people more talented than you before."

About seven hundred years ago, a member of the family entered this Secret Chamber when he was ten years old.

"What's the difference?"

"Of course there is one." Vico said with some reverence, "This ancestor was High-level Mage when he was only ten years old. His talent is so high that he can be ranked among the top five in the family tree."

"Ten years old? Top five?" Aaron was astonished.

Even with his cheat-like abilities, he only reached this level at the age of eleven. Although he hardly used Magic Points to improve his Magical Energy, the difference of a whole year is still significant.

This ancestor was a true genius, a genius among geniuses. Compared to him Dumbledore and Voldemort are no match.

"What? You can't accept that there's someone more capable than you?"

Vico couldn't help but laugh when he saw his son's surprised expression. His son, relying on his talent, often teased him.

Although he was overjoyed that his son was successful, he was still somewhat unhappy.

There are always people more talented than you, and your talent is only passable.

Aaron curled his lip in disdain, "I am self-aware enough, and I have never thought of myself as number one."

"But my talent is only passable. Father, then is your talent...?"

"You dare to make fun of me, kid." Vico's face darkened, but he quickly calmed down. "But what you said is not wrong, so my life will be much easier."

Aaron's heart skipped a beat; he felt there was more to those words than met the eye. "What do you mean?"

"This isn't the time for you to know yet," Vico subtly changed the subject. "What are your thoughts when you see these weapons?"

Aaron for a moment, "They should be quite valuable, no less than gold."

Vico stumbled and almost lost his balance. Considering that his son had just been dazzled by a large vault, it was understandable that he would have such thoughts.

"Anything else?"

Don't you have the urge to try it out?

These weapons are all exquisite masterpieces, extremely sharp; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they can cut through iron like mud.

"Absolutely not." Aaron shook his head slightly. "Times have changed. Muggle fight with firearms. While cold weapons aren't obsolete, they're not very useful."