The Indomitable War God

Chapter 3

Meanwhile, Sebastian stepped down from a black sedan calmly. He had finally reached his destination.

The Lockwood Manor stood proudly in the center of Sun District.

The estate covered several acres of land, with towering iron gates, luxurious fountains, and rows of carefully trimmed hedges stretching across the property.

Several luxury cars worth millions of dollars were parked outside the manor, while heavily armed guards patrolled the surrounding.

Sebastian stood quietly before the gates, his hands in his pockets. His expression was calm and indifferent.

A middle-aged butler hurried down the marble steps the moment he saw Sebastian.

“Mr. Helios?” the butler asked respectfully.

Sebastian nodded once.

“The Patriarch has been waiting for your arrival. This way please.” The old butler said. He immediately led Sebastian into the manor.

As they walked through the luxurious halls, several servants lowered their heads respectfully upon seeing the butler’s cautious attitude toward Sebastian.

Soon, they arrived at the Great Hall.

The Great Hall was grand and majestic. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, and expensive antique paintings lined the walls.

An elderly man with white hair, dressed in a cyan traditional robe, sat calmly at the center of the hall. Despite his age, his sharp eyes carried immense authority.

The moment he saw Sebastian, the old man immediately rose to his feet.

“Haha! Sebastian, you’ve finally arrived!”

Henry Lockwood walked forward personally with a smile on his face.

“Greetings, Patriarch Lockwood.” Sebastian greeted respectfully.

Henry laughed heartily. “You’re still as distant as ever. Come, come. Have a seat.”

The two of them sat opposite each other while servants quickly served tea.

“This is a tea made from the root of a seven-hundred-year-old Snowheart Ginseng.” Henry said as the servant finished pouring Sebastian a cup. "It is very useful for healing internal injuries. Please, have a sip."

Sebastian looked at the steaming cup of tea with surprise. He had heard of Snowheart Ginseng. It was rare enough that a single root could auction for millions. For Henry to brew it as tea was a display of both wealth and sincerity.

“Thank you.” Sebastian said sincerely and took a sip.

A warm, soothing sensation spread from his throat down to his chest. The dull ache in his side—the injury strained earlier that day—softened noticeably. His shoulders relaxed by a fraction.

“It’s fine.” Henry laughed.

Sebastian nodded, then took another sip of his tea.

Henry observed him carefully. Even though Sebastian was dressed plainly in a simple military uniform, his temperament was extraordinary. His posture was steady like a mountain, and the faint aura around him unconsciously pressured others.

Henry sighed inwardly.

As expected of the Divine Sage’s disciple.

“You resemble your father more and more,” Henry said suddenly.

Sebastian’s gaze turned cloudy slightly, but his expression remained calm.

Henry noticed his reaction but did not continue the topic. Instead, he smiled faintly.

“How is your master doing these days?”

“He’s doing well,” Sebastian replied briefly. "He's currently training in seclusion."

Henry nodded.

“No wonder that sly old man disappeared from public sight years ago. The fact that he allowed you to come to Cloud City means he truly values you.”

Sebastian remained silent.

Henry continued smiling. “I also heard some things about you overseas. You’re quite the remarkable young man. I dare say only you can accomplish such feats.”

“They’re just exaggerated rumors. I'm not that remarkable." Sebastian replied modestly with a warm smile.

Henry burst into laughter.

“Sebastian, there’s no need to be modest before me.”

Before Sebastian could respond, a loud sound suddenly echoed in the air.

Bang!

The massive doors to the Great Hall suddenly burst open, and a cold voice rang out.

“Grandpa, I already told you I don’t want to get married yet!”

Amelia strode into the hall angrily with Lisa trailing behind her. However, the moment Amelia looked up, her footsteps froze.

Lisa’s eyes also widened in shock.

“Y-you! You conman!”

Sebastian was momentarily stunned, but his expression turned cold at Lisa’s words.

Henry looked between them with a furrowed brow. "You two know each other?"

Amelia’s beautiful face hardened.

"Grandpa, what's this con artist doing here?" She turned to glare at Sebastian. "Did you come to scam my grandfather too?"

Henry's expression darkened. "Watch your tone."

Amelia pointed directly at Sebastian. “Grandpa, do you know who he is? He’s just an arrogant soldier pretending to be what he’s not!”

Lisa nodded vigorously. “That’s right, Grandpa Lockwood. Earlier today, he even tried to scam Amelia over a broken pendant.”

Henry’s frown deepened. Before he could speak, Sebastian coldly responded.

“She was the one who almost ran me over, and she didn't even apologise."

Amelia's eyes flashed, cold as ice. "Lies. I had already braked before the car even got close to you."

"Besides, I even offered compensation."

"Yet, after refusing my compensation, you decided to come and trouble my grandpa?"

Lisa crossed her arms. "See? I told you he was a conman."

Sebastian’s gaze turned icy. “Like I said before, you think too highly of yourselves.”

“You—!”

“Enough!” Henry suddenly barked.

The entire hall fell silent.

Henry's face was dark as he looked at Amelia. “This is Sebastian Helios, and he is your fiancé."