Chapter 112 This order is really impeccable
"Lord Flo, what's wrong with the young master?"
"It's nothing serious, just his mind on the verge of collapse." Flo waved his hand, then saw Gines's worried and stunned expression. "Don't worry, I've seen this scene many times. Every heir has made it through."
Gines: …What if he doesn't make it through this time?
"Excellent junior!" Flo walked up to Aaron, looking directly into his eyes. "You don't need to study this course of mine."
Aaron's eyes brightened slightly upon hearing this. "Really?"
"Of course it's real. The reason I'm here is to relieve the psychological pressure on the heir." Flo extended his right hand. "Let me introduce myself, Flo Gaius, your psychologist. I will adjust your curriculum based on your mental state. Come once every three days from now on, and I will ensure your mental well-being."
Aaron gave a bitter laugh. "I have to admit, it's a very thorough arrangement."
"It has to be. The arrangement of these Chambers of Secrets was my doing, perfected over a thousand years."
Aaron covered his face and started to laugh, a maniacal sound not befitting a youth. "I'm only twelve years old. How could you be so cruel?"
"People have many standards for judging good and bad, but sometimes age is the least valuable reference. You should be clearly aware of this." Flo said indifferently, "The world is never short of geniuses. Some people can even easily defeat me at your age."
"Tch." Aaron rolled his eyes. "Don't your consciences hurt?"
"No, we've all been dead for thousands of years. You're talking about conscience with dead people; doesn't your conscience hurt?"
"You…"
"Young master, calm down." Gines comforted him, "Lord Flois your ancestor after all."
"Calm down, my ass! Do you know how many critical hits my fragile mind has endured on this journey?" Aaron burst out cursing, venting his indignation.
Flo sighed with a calm expression, then snapped his fingers, and the twenty-ninth door slowly opened.
"Go in! This Chamber of Secrets belongs to you. There are no mechanisms, no surveillance. You can do whatever you want, whatever you feel like doing. When you want to leave, just open it with the key."
Aaron gave him a deep look, then walked in without looking back.
Gines hesitated for a moment, then followed him.
As the two walked through the door, gentle lights instantly came on, illuminating the Chamber of Secrets brightly.
This Chamber of Secrets was particularly spacious, with no black stone pillars in the middle. On both sides were twenty-eight lifelike statues.
"Tsk tsk tsk!" Aaron clicked his tongue, reaching out to touch one of the sculptures, and couldn't help but sneer, "It seems they know they've wronged me!"
"Young master." Gines swallowed. "They really went too far. According to my estimation, you should only need to choose six courses at most, but I didn't expect it to increase by nearly five times. They are the epitome of forced buying and selling, and acting superior due to their age, completely disregarding your feelings, young master."
"If you said that to their faces, I might think more highly of you."
Gines gave an awkward laugh. "They are your ancestors, and I'm just an ordinary little butler. How could I possibly defy their decisions?"
"Then stop talking such nonsense. It's useless."
"But the family head still has some say." Gines suddenly said.
"What do you mean?"
"Young master, your ancestors indeed achieved great things and are very worthy of respect. However, the Gaius Familyhas always held the contemporary patriarch as the most powerful. As long as your father speaks, he can forcibly remove any courses you dislike. You see, should we…?"
"Absolutely not necessary." Aaron immediately said. He was certain that if he dared to ask his parents for justice, his little secrets would not be safe. At that time, in addition to these mandatory courses, there might even be other elective subjects, and he wasn't so foolish as to go against himself.
"Cough cough! What I mean is, this is all because the ancestors think highly of me. Enduring temporary hardship for long-term benefits, I still understand this principle. There's no reason to refuse."
Hearing this, Gines was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief. "The young master has grown up!"
"Mm! You go out for a bit. Let me be alone for a while."
"Yes!"
Gines said, walking towards the thirtieth door.
"Not that one." Aaron stopped him, pointing to the door they had entered through. "Don't come in unless I call you."
Gines raised an eyebrow, didn't ask further, and returned to the twenty-eighth Chamber of Secrets the way he came.
As the door closed, Aaron could no longer hold back. His face became extremely grim.
He slowly put down Abey, whom he had been holding, then completely broke down, squatting in the main hall and wailing, venting the indignation in his heart with miserable cries, two lines of clear tears also sliding down his cheeks.
He looked at the twenty-eight statues in the room and took a deep breath: "Beasts, beasts, old bastards, old immortals, scoundrels, I thank your ancestors for eight generations…"
It seemed something strange had gotten mixed in. But that wasn't important. Aaron pointed at each of these ancestral statues, spewing out a series of national curses for a full ten minutes, each one different.
After cursing, he still felt somewhat unsatisfied.
He directly drew two magic wands, and magic energy, as if it were free, bombarded these statues. This time he didn't hide his strength, attacking with full power. Statues were blasted Diffindo, and after being Diffindo, they were ground into powder.
Violent explosions came from inside the door, and Gines's cheeks twitched uncontrollably. He knew Aaron must be feeling very wronged, but he didn't expect it to be this much. In his twelve years, he had never seen the young master lose his temper so badly.
"Not bad!" Flo said calmly. "It wasn't in vain that I put so much effort into building a room like this."
"But this… isn't it too disrespectful to the ancestors?"
"Respect?" Flo chuckled and shook his head. "Respect depends on the situation, and besides, this was a decision I made with those old immortals when I was still alive. Some even complained why I wasn't born a few hundred years earlier. It proves that their actions were so bad even they couldn't stand it."
Gines heard this and took a long time to recover, but he still found it somewhat unacceptable.
"Don't worry." Flo tapped his temple, explaining, "That Chamber of Secrets is connected to my memory, the memory of a Saint Magister skilled in mind magic. My original setting was that as long as I haven't completely vanished, everything inside the room will return to its original state once the person inside comes out. As for what happened inside the Chamber of Secrets, as long as you don't say anything, no outsider will know."
"But…"
"Why so much nonsense?" Flo said unhappily. "I am his ancestor. My arrangement of that room naturally has a deeper meaning. If this resentment isn't vented, it will affect his subsequent studies. And before him, some qualified heirs also came here. I remember the most powerful one cursed for two full hours and smashed things for over an hour. Given that, Aaron is relatively calm, after all, he is under several times more pressure than others."
Gines: …More than half an hour later, Aaron emerged from the room.
Gines and Flo looked over simultaneously, finding him much more relaxed, and his mental state had improved considerably.
"How do you feel?" Flo asked playfully.
"Comfortable." Aaron let out a long sigh, then thanked him solemnly.
"It's nothing. You are my descendant after all, so caring is natural. The twenty-seven ancestors you met earlier were only a little firm in their attitude because they knew what the last few Chambers of Secrets entailed. So, please don't blame them. After all, they all knew what you would do in the twenty-ninth Chamber of Secrets. You're going to defy your teachers and destroy your ancestors, so we don't need to be so considerate."
Aaron gave an awkward laugh. "If they had spoken a little more politely, I wouldn't have gotten so angry."
"Aaron Gaius!"
"Here!"
"You need to understand your position. Do ancestors need to be polite when speaking to unworthy descendants?"
Aaron: …It seems not, indeed.
"Alright, I'm a bit tired. You two go out! If you're interested, you can go look behind. It won't do you any harm."
Flo finished speaking, and his figure quickly dissipated.
"Let's go!"
Aaron shrugged and returned to the twenty-ninth Chamber of Secrets. But the perfectly intact sculptures inside made him somewhat dumbfounded.
"What the hell… this is too incredible! What does this mean? Does it mean I can't escape their grasp?"
"Uh… Lord Flo said that this Chamber of Secrets would return to its original state after you leave. Young master, you can't be as willful as you were just now. And you have to leave some opportunity for those who come later to vent their emotions, right?"
Aaron sat on the floor, somewhat speechless. After a long while, he looked up. "Do you have any wine?"
Gines was startled, then reacted with a burst of joy. "Yes, yes, yes, we definitely have it, we must have it. The next Chamber of Secrets is number thirty, and it has all kinds of fine wines. Young master, you can drink whatever you like."
Aaron took a deep breath, stood up with a bitter smile, and a hint of carefree spirit on his face. "No wonder drinking is a mandatory option for every generation of patriarchs. This sequence arrangement is truly… impeccable!"