Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 861 - 381: At Your Service_3

"These two are..."

Carmela struggled to maintain her poise, yet the strain in her voice was palpable:

"Your... servants?"

"They are my family."

Ron offered a simple introduction, deliberately choosing words that implied a deeper connection:

"Ailan assists me with my research, and Dale handles daily affairs."

"We are ever-ready to serve the master."

Ailan responded swiftly, inclining her head gracefully towards Carmela.

"Indeed, attending to the master’s needs is the very essence of our existence."

Dale naturally moved to Ron’s side, beginning to smooth out non-existent wrinkles on his collar.

"The master labored diligently last night and truly deserves a nourishing breakfast."

Carmela felt a profound sense of defeat wash over her.

All the allure and temptation she had meticulously prepared seemed hollow and artificial when contrasted with such genuine familial affection.

What irked her further was the realization that the man before her was transcending the bounds of ordinary humanity.

A common human such as herself might not even register as a mere plaything to him.

"Well... then, let us proceed to the dining hall."

She forced a smile, her voice betraying a noticeable tremor:

"My father and the other family members anticipate your arrival."

.........

Upon Ron’s entrance into the dining hall, over a dozen members of the Storm Clan were already assembled.

Their seating arrangement was clearly intentional, subtly reflecting a hierarchy based on family standing and age.

Cassius occupied the head seat, a gentle smile gracing his features.

Eliot sat to his father’s right, his large ears twitching subtly, indicating he was attuned to the emotional states of those present.

"Lecturer Ralph, good morning."

Cassius rose to greet him:

"I trust your rest last night was adequate. While our guest accommodations may not be top-tier, comfort is assured."

"Professor Wandell, your kindness is most appreciated."

Ron replied courteously, simultaneously activating 'Extraordinary Recognition' to assess everyone in the room.

Through his unique vision, the power levels of the Storm Clan members became apparent:

The majority gathered in the hall were adolescents, ranging from fifteen to twenty-five years old.

Their Spiritual Talent registered similarly to what he had observed in the three sisters yesterday, mostly falling between the fourth and third ranks.

While this level would be considered exceptionally good in the outside world, within the privileged circles of the Central Lands, it was merely average or slightly below.

Aside from Eliot, who was an obvious standout, Ron detected no other young individual possessing the potential to reach the Moon Level.

Among the elder clan members, apart from the patriarch Cassius, who was at the Moon Level of strength,

the other middle-aged Wizards remained at the pinnacle of the Morning Star Level.

Evidence from their Magic Power fluctuations suggested this stagnation had persisted for a significant duration.

"Please, be seated."

Cassius extended a warm invitation, gesturing for the attending maids to commence serving the meal:

"Today’s breakfast features special delicacies from the Central Lands. I sincerely hope you find them to your liking."

The initial course presented was 'Dawn Fruit Pudding,' prepared from a mystical plant known as 'Sunlight Fruit.'

This fruit ripens exclusively at dawn, and its pulp is imbued with pure Light Elemental Energy, providing a daily boost to one's spirit upon consumption.

"This fruit is rather precious, is it not?"

Ron savored the sweet pudding while conversing with Cassius:

"I seldom encounter Light Element cuisine of such high quality at the observatory."

"It is indeed not inexpensive."

Cassius acknowledged, a flicker of pride in his eyes:

"Sunlight Fruit can only be cultivated under specific magical conditions and must be harvested at the precise moment of sunrise; any delay results in a loss of Light Elements. Our family has invested considerably to establish a stable supply chain."

This ostentatious display of affluence elicited expressions of pride among the younger clan members present.

Yet, Ron observed that the older Wizards displayed not much joy, but rather a subtle undercurrent of concern on their faces.

It was evident that maintaining such an extravagant lifestyle incurred substantial costs, while the family’s revenue streams were not entirely stable.

"I understand you have achieved notable breakthroughs in Abyss research?"

A female Wizard, appearing to be around forty years old, spoke up. She was Cassius’s cousin, named Dali:

"We, as… traditional researchers, often harbor reservations about such perilous environments."

Her words carried a distinct undertone of inquiry, clearly aimed at discerning Ron’s specific capabilities.

"The Abyss is undeniably perilous, yet it also harbors research value that cannot be replicated elsewhere."

Ron responded concisely, refraining from divulging excessive specifics:

"The critical factor lies in comprehensive preparation and diligent risk assessment."

As he savored the exquisite breakfast, he continued to study the intricate dynamics within this ancient clan.