My magic panel is too numerical.

Pharos, who was standing outside the door, was taken aback.

Has this kid always been this brave? Daring to speak to that Corleone godfather like that? It seems that every Mafia family handles their relationship with their children differently.

However, that's not the point.

The key point is...

"Serena is coming to the Corleone house!"

"Serena is coming to the Corleone house!"

Pharos and Miss Raven exclaimed in unison, shocked.

"Watch your words. Serena is representing the Moretti family in these negotiations with us. You're almost 20; it's time you grew up and learned to prioritize..."

Corleone spoke earnestly.

"What a joke! What about Bruce's matter?" Roman roared.

Bruce was the first magical beast Roman tamed, and he became Roman's ideal woman after he became a beast tamer.

He was seriously injured in his battle with Serena and eventually died from his injuries.

"Hey, let's not talk about personal matters today. You two can put Bruce's matter aside for now."

"That's my Bruce! Old man, how can I ever forgive that woman? I feel disgusted just looking at her!" Roman slammed his fist on the table.

"Ah, do you know why I publicly invited Mr. Farrow to be the chief guest?" Godfather Corleone patted Roman on the shoulder.

"Why...why?"

"That Pharos sent Luca to the gallows, and Serena still had to bite the bullet and meet her 'father's killer,' didn't she? Doesn't that make her even more disgusted?"

"Hey, that seems to be right..." Roman suddenly calmed down.

The thought of Serena's expression upon seeing her "father's killer," a look more like she'd eaten shit, actually made Roman feel a little expectant.

"Moretti is now in need of our family, so they have no choice but to swallow their anger. You also need to control your expression, do you hear me?" The Godfather remained calm and gentle.

Outside.

Pharos had no idea what Serena's expression would be upon her arrival.

Anyway, his expression right now looks worse than if he'd eaten shit.

"Pharos, you've been used as a pawn..." Miss Raven complained.

That's really nasty; those who get involved in the mafia are all cunning old foxes.

A few moments later, more guests arrived one after another. Roman, one of the main characters, with his hair slicked back and wearing a pure white suit, greeted the guests one by one.

Most of them took this opportunity to ask the Godfather for favors.

Roman was responsible for screening high-quality guests.

Those who are granted permission may enter the reception room and ask the Godfather for some assistance.

The price was becoming friends with the Corleone family.

Social occasions like this are never short of members of the opposite sex, especially single women, ranging from widowed young women to young girls. These gatherings can satisfy all the needs of gentlemen.

Pharos was oblivious to everything else, focusing solely on showing off his milk pudding.

Frozen foods in this era were all made from animal fat and did not contain gelatin sheets. Faros really liked these dairy products that were not too sweet but had a smooth and rich texture.

When the guests had almost all arrived, Roman, arm in arm with a young woman in a plain long dress, walked toward Pharos.

"Let me introduce you, my sister, Rosa Corleone," Roman said. "Rosa, this is my dear friend, Pharos Hastings, whom I've mentioned to you before."

"Hello, Mr. Pharos, I've heard so much about you." Rosa curtsied and gently lifted her skirt.

"Hello, Miss Rosa." Pharos bowed slightly and pretended to remove his hat, even though he wasn't wearing one.

Rosa's first impression of Pharos was that she had very fair skin with a rosy glow, and her eyebrows and eyes possessed both innocence and charm.

Her hair is reddish, making her look less like a rune, but she bears a slight resemblance to the girl in Pharos's morning painting.

Roman leaned close to Pharos's ear and whispered, "My sister heard that that stinky woman Serena was coming, so she specially wore something plain, wanting to compete in terms of elegance."

Serena's aloofness and nobility are quite famous at the Holy Temple Academy. Her cold and indifferent personality makes all the boys shy away and also arouses the jealousy of many girls.

We're all just protein, calcium, and water, so why are you pretending to be so pure and innocent?

Of course, most girls only dare to talk about it behind people's backs.

But Rosa really wanted to compete with Serena.

The two girls came from similar backgrounds and were of similar age; naturally, both girls had a competitive spirit.

An ice queen? It's like no one can't pretend.

Pharos responded politely, "Miss Rosa is so pure and sweet, she can't lose to anyone."

During the conversation, Pharos noticed that many of the ladies present were wearing plain-colored dresses, and some who were confident in their natural beauty were not even wearing heavy makeup, vying to show off their purity.

It seemed they wanted to give that Miss Moretti a good slap in the face.

That's true, since the two families didn't get along to begin with.

Those who attended the banquet were almost all of Corleone's allies, as well as many classmates.

"You have a very pleasant voice. Would you be interested in joining the Corleone family?" Rosa smiled gently and placed her fair hand on top of her.

Pharos paused for a moment, then looked at Roman in astonishment.

Roman didn't say anything, but instead gave a smile.

Pharos understood; the brother and sister had come with a mission: to recruit him into the Corleone family.

"Heh... I'm telling you, they don't understand you at all." Miss Raven's eyes narrowed, and she smiled slyly. "If I were Rosa, I would definitely try to win you over in bed, right, you little virgin?"

"Cough cough..."

Am I that kind of person?

Pharos almost lost his temper; he felt like he wanted to pluck all of Miss Raven's feathers.

This is all without Roman and Rosa knowing that he has become the Holy Sword Wielder. If they found out...

It seems Rosa really is going to try and win him over in bed.

Just then, outside the manor, a convoy of several black cars slowly drove into the parking lot.

"They're here..."

A few days later, Pharos was finally going to see that young lady again.

His feelings were complicated; he didn't feel guilty, but he was uneasy.

The surrounding noise suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on a limousine.

The men were completely absorbed.

The women unconsciously shook their plain-colored long skirts, striking a cool and aloof pose.

Almost everyone knew about Moretti's family's decline in fortune.

Everyone knows that the great hero, Pharos, is present today.

It seems everyone is anticipating what will happen when the two meet.

The waiter opened the car door, and everyone present was stunned for a moment.

Especially the ladies present felt as if they had been slapped hard across the face.

Miss Serena was not wearing her usual formal dress, nor was she wearing the plain dress they had imagined.

Instead, he was dressed in a formal suit.

Her long, black hair was loose, and she wore a white shirt, a black vest, a neat short black dress, and black folded leather boots over black pantyhose. She had no adornments and did not need any.

A naturally beautiful young lady, she is a sight to behold simply by standing there.

Her expression, which had been calm before, now carried a sense of pressure.

A pure black coat was draped over his shoulders.

To enhance the sense of pressure, Serena even slightly padded her shoulders.

With just one glance, everyone understood that she was no longer just a young lady.

At this moment, Serena represents the entire Moretti family.

The women's simple, elegant dresses, meant to highlight their purity, suddenly became obsolete.

(For reference only)