Extra's Descent

Chapter 424 A Quiet Night [1]

May 2, 2150.

Two months had passed since then.

Brandon had completely cemented himself in the business scene.

The artifacts he had presented back then were currently being unveiled in Holy Britannia.

CEOs, military officials, and other prominent figures filled the rows, eagerly awaiting the reveal of Locke Enterprise's new artifact.

The Elemental Amulet.

It was an artifact capable of giving mages a secondary affinity, although slightly weaker than a primary one.

Everyone in the room present knew that this advancement alone held potential to change the very foundation of combat and magic practices in Holy Britannia.

Brandon sat near the front, looking around as each congratulatory greeting and handshake found him.

To his left was his business partner, Zedd, nodding approvingly as CEOs leaned over, congratulating Brandon on the upcoming reveal.

To Brandon's right sat Matthew, who merely offered a silent nod in his direction.

It was a day that attracted the attention of everyone, even the upper echelons of the Imperial Army, the Field Marshals.

Amidst the distinguished guests was Bellion, the newly appointed Grand Marshal, who had recently accepted the role and was seated at the center of the front row.

The display was broadcast across Holy Britannia, and the atmosphere clearly buzzed with anticipation.

The leaders of industries and high-ranking Imperial Army officers were present.

They were all ready to witness the unveiling of an artifact that promised to become a cornerstone of military strategy and magical advancement in Holy Britannia, completely restructuring their culture.

At the appointed time, Bellion rose and approached the podium.

He adorned a black suit, exuding an air of authority and elegance. All chatters and whispers fell into a hushed silence.

"Today, we gather to introduce a creation that is more than an artifact."

Bellion began, his eyes sweeping across the crowd.

"This artifact represents the efforts of our finest minds, brought together by an individual whose vision has helped shape our path forward."

He gestured toward Brandon, and the crowd responded with applause.

Clap. Clap—!

Brandon kept his expression steady, nodding his head slightly in each agreement.

Jain Victoria, CEO of Victoria Corporation, and the financier behind the project's completion, sat right behind Brandon.

He had been instrumental in supplying Brandon with the resources and labor required to see the artifact to completion.

The Elemental Amulet sat upon a pedestal at the center of the stage.

Bellion reached forward, gesturing as the curtain fell away, revealing the amulet's design to the crowd.

—Woah!

—Wow!

Gasps and murmurs filled the room as everyone marveled at the sleek metalwork, the embedded gemstones, and the polished aesthetic.

They, too, caught his eye, each giving him a supportive nod.

Despite the formal setting, Brandon could see traces of amusement on their faces.

Nearby, Bellion, the new Grand Marshal, raised a glass in toast.

His deep voice echoed, all of the attention fixed on him.

"Tonight, we celebrate the achievements of Brandon Locke and the incredible possibilities the Elemental Amulet brings. To new beginnings and a stronger future."

"To new beginnings and a stronger future!"

"Cheers!"

The crowd erupted.

The crowd cheered, and Brandon raised his glass in response.

The party continued in full swing, with music playing softly as people drifted into smaller groups, engaging in conversation and enjoying the night.

Brandon's guard lowered as he sipped his champagne, finally allowing himself to relax.

It was then when he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder.

Turning his head slightly, he saw Lianna, adorning a seductive one–piece dress that completely highlighted her curves.

Brandon, trying not to notice it, but couldn't help but notice how deep her cleavage was.

Her soft and alluring voice reached his ears shortly after.

"Quite the evening, isn't it?"

"I guess so."

He shrugged.

Lianna tilted her head, leaning a bit closer.

"Oh? You don't seem so excited."

Brandon shrugged, his words slightly slurred from the drinks he'd had throughout the night.

"I guess it's just... a lot to take in."

After Evelyn's death, he felt his mental health take a toll.

Despite four months passing by in a blink of an eye, he was still recovering from it slowly.

He had to keep up his act.

To pretend like he was fine.

"Then maybe you need to unwind a bit~"

Lianna said, her voice warm. Her crimson gaze never averted from his.

"Perhaps somewhere quieter~?"

"Somewhere quieter?"

She nodded.

"Yes. Just us. I know the perfect place~"