Sir Ares, Goodnight

Unknowing of the time as it passed, the heat of midsummer had slowly subsided. Nights at the mountain villa became a bit cooler.

Cole was lying down in the outdoor recliner, looking up at the shining stars above his head. His eyes were chasing after the bright moon. "Carson, would you say I'm a star or the moon?" Cole suddenly turned his head and looked at Carson who was next to him with confused eyes.

Carson looked up at the bright moon. It was so lonely, s o cold, and so noble.

"Young Master, you're a star."

"Why?"

"As the Old Master said, every one of us in our final days will become a star after our death. To illuminate the way forward for those left behind. Young Master, you're the brightest star," Carson said seriously. "What about Jay Ares? What do you think is he?" Cole asked.

Carson frowned, wondering what had gotten into the young master today for him to ask these strange questions.

Jay Ares and who refuse the people around them will only live in

he's the moon,"

to chase after the moon. Do you think I will chase after

a metaphor. It shouldn't be taken too seriously. Young Master rules over the life and death of all living beings. Even the life and death of Jay Ares is in your dominion, so why would you chase

Cole nodded in satisfaction.

this time?" Carson looked as if he was wronged. "Young Master, the Spiriters were here yesterday. You have been busy preparing gifts for the Severe family these past two days, hence I didn't dare to disturb you." Cole raised his hand and knocked

said that everything is a trivial matter compared to your wife." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ

suddenly said, "Aren't I just looking for a wife?

to like the look of her losing her temper, but now I find

interrupted and looked at Carson

from the hammock, tidied his clothes, and walked toward the back

the two styles were quite different, and the buildings of different sizes gave

the tower building, rows of sensor lights in the dark interior lit