My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 498

And what could be more private than the City Lord’s villa?

It wasn’t long before they arrived at the villa’s study—a place reserved for the most critical and sensitive discussions.

Duke seemed entirely unbothered by the choice, finding it the most natural course of action.

Settling into his usual leather chair, he leaned back with practiced ease, propping his chin on his intertwined fingers, elbows resting casually on the desk.

"Vice City Lord, is the item you’re delivering something of great importance?" Tristan asked directly, standing firm and attentive before Duke, his tone reflecting both curiosity and respect.

"Hmm," Duke responded with a simple hum, flicking his wrist nonchalantly to draw attention to the ring on his finger.

The subtle gesture didn’t escape Tristan and Aston’s notice. Their eyes widened as they registered the crates Duke had seemingly conjured out of thin air.

It didn’t take long for them to connect the dots—only a space-type awakened ability user could perform such a feat, and Kisha was the only one who wasn’t a space-type awakened ability user who could do the same and she was known to possess incredible tools and many deep secrets, but they had never considered Duke to be one of the space-type awakened ability users.

The logical conclusion?

He’d received something extraordinary from Kisha, something that mimicked the capabilities of a space-type awakened ability user.

Given all they’d witnessed before—like Kisha’s slave contracts, elixirs, and other miraculous items—another space ring wasn’t exactly surprising.

Still, the implications of Kisha’s growing arsenal left them both awed and slightly surprised.

The moment they realized that Kisha had likely gifted Duke something as significant as a space ring, both Tristan and Aston gasped in astonishment.

Their eyes widened as they gawked at the ring on Duke’s finger, its significance now clear.

Duke, for his part, made no effort to hide it—his casual yet deliberate gestures all but confirmed that the ring was the source of his portable storage capabilities.

A flicker of smugness danced in Duke’s eyes, betraying the urge to proudly announce the gift he’d received from his wife.

If not for the need to maintain discretion and avoid drawing unnecessary attention from the survivors in their base, he might have openly boasted about it.

However, with Aston and Tristan being privy to such matters, Duke didn’t have to hold back completely.

He let his satisfaction seep through in subtle ways, his fingers occasionally twisting the ring as if to flaunt it without saying a word.

Though his pride stopped him from outright rubbing it in their faces, the way he played with the ring was enough to convey his quiet triumph.

The two men didn’t hide their envy as they both stared at the ring on Duke’s finger, their expressions revealing their admiration. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}

’I never thought my master could act like this after marrying, but it’s almost endearing. It’s childish, but funny—maybe I’ll tell the others,’ Tristan thought, his gaze fixed on the red ring.

It gleamed with elegant gold engravings, striking a balance between refinement and subtlety.

Though it had a certain flashy appeal, it didn’t scream importance at first glance, merely resembling a wedding band.

Yet, to those in the know, its true value was far beyond its appearance.