Chapter 1899 Changes Brought From Prosperity Seated in the carriage, a lot came through Daniel's mind. 'Since taking over Carona though marriage is proving difficult, it seems I will just have to wait on making it a reality.' Of course, since he promised that he would have his revenge one day, what kind of future monarch would he be if he didn't carry on his threat in the near future? First, he needed to restabilize himself in Dafaren. Although he had loyal subordinates to keep things running while he was away, dealing with things live and direct in the flesh was always better. Venturing into Dafaren once more, Daniel had just 1 major goal in mind –Killing his dear old father, his Majesty Alexander Lockhart the 3rd. 'Old man, don't blame your son for being unfilial. Just how long are you going to stay seated in the throne?' Daniel was already 26 and would soon be turning 27. In this era, that was already middle-aged. After 20, you start entering middle age. In Veinitta, you become a man at 14. So of course, 27 is like 13 years after becoming a full fledged man. For them, they looked at a 27 year old the same way modern people looked at 37 or 38-year-olds. If you don't get your shit together by 37, wasn't that a little unfortunate here? Again at such an old age, he, the supposed Crown Prince, had still not taken the throne. So what the hell was his father waiting for? When exactly was the old man planning to hand it over? Although Alexander refused to admit it, he was somewhat similar to Alec Barn and several other monarchs who hug the throne once they sit on it. When Daniel was 14, Alexander swore that in 2 years, he would abdicate the throne. Daniel turned 16 and Alexander promised to do so in another 3 years. Daniel turned 19, Alexander said he would do so in a year. Daniel turned 20 and the same story popped out again. (-_-) . Again and again, promises were made but never followed. The taste of power was too sweet, and even now, Alexander had no and to give it up 'Father, father, father father… for how long do I have to wait before I take over all forces and power in Dafaren as my own?' 'What I need is power! I need the entire Dafaren under my hands… So don't blame me if you lose your little life in a month or year.' Heh. Daniel sneered, feeling no fatherly love for Alexander. Oh please~... Daniel didn't believe in any foolish things like love. If possible, he would also sacrifice his mother in the process if it meant getting what he wants. Growing up in the palace, everyone he was used as a pawn by the women to gain his father's attention, and he too used her as a pond to do his bidding and accomplish feats that only an adult could do or pass on. His father also used him as a pawn against monsters he disliked, and he also used his father and everyone the same way. Sorry, but love wasn't something he considered important. The old man has lived a long and good life, so wasn't it time for him to end his life the way a good monarch should? "Master, we are here." A faint voice came from outside, followed by the sounds of the carriage door opening. Taking off his gloves, Daniel handed them over to the Head butler. "Moggly, get Ferguson and his gang here at once." It's time they make proper plans for the Royal burial of his Majesty Alexander Lockhart the 3rd! … –Trikan Coastal City, Brentford Empire, Zohl– . A middle aged man strolled in sandals, through the bustling coastal city. He just got off work and decided to head towards the Griffin Market for a while. He bought 4 kilograms of fresh meat, 10 kilograms of flour, and another 10 kilograms of various vegetables and fruits. admiring the chances all around him. Who would have ever thought there would be a day when he would have so much to eat? Thanks to Baymard, so many strange jobs have been popping out every now and then. At first glance, you might just think these jobs were important. But after seeing how clean, orderly and lively the coastal city became, everyone felt it was indeed necessary for such professions to keep circulating. Reaching the city's grandest Market, he nodded at the patrolling market officers here to keep the peace. The government established the Market, a grand area where people can come and go, buying and selling goods. There was so much order here, with signs that pointed what directions people to move towards if they want to buy produce, grains, mattresses and so on. You can also rent wheelable trolleys while shopping. He bought batteries and window blinds before finally heading home. In front of his villa, Luffen saw his wife sitting outside, with a fully blown belly, knitting with a warm smile on her face. Her smile grew even brighter when seeing her husband approaching. "Husband! You're back!" "Easy there, no need to stand in a rush. Think about the baby and yourself." His wife blushed when seeing him reaching out and you hung her so intimately in public. She had to admit that she now lives this version of her husband. He was much more considerate, not only for the baby's sake, but hers as well. Sure enough, the person who said money is the root of all evil must definitely be poor and jealous. Why? Because ever since her husband joined the Garbage Industry, their monthly income has shit off the roof. She too was also able to make side income half of his, by selling her weaved accessories in bundles to her many clients. It was amazing to imagine that some people even left different cities to visit her and buy off some of her pieces. Although she made half of what her husband was currently making, this half she was talking about was still a little higher than what her husband's former monthly salary was. In short, she was still making more than the minimum wage amount years back. Their combined wealth not only allowed them to make their lives more comfortable, but took off the burden of poverty, hunger and all other negative traits they suffered from earlier. Now in their household, they ate fish or meat every day. But not too long ago, they couldn't even afford to eat fish or meat more than once in a year or 2. . Luffen, his wife and his son lived in what the Baymardians might describe as a Townhouse villa. Their son of 10 was happy, and all blessings seemed to come their way. Understand that they as a couple never knew they would get another child at this age. His 26 years old wife was pregnant which shocked him silly. Can you still become pregnant at such an old age? After keeping all the food items in the house, he joined his wife out on the porch just in time to see the Street lights light up right on cue. Beautiful. Children playing after a long school day, adults sitting and gossiping, laughter all around them, people on bikes… Everything was blissful. Luffen slowly looked at the disappearing sun with a grateful smile on his face. 'Thank you Baymard… Thank you for this wonderful gift.'