Finally, the day of the party arrived.
Thirteen, Gerald, and Mikhail were all wearing tailor-made black suits, which brought out their good looks.
Mikhail stood out between the two men because his father and brother both had black hair. He, on the other hand, had blonde hair and blue eyes, making him look as if he was adopted.
However, this was only true if he was with father and brother.
The one who truly stood out from their family was Thirteen.
His mother, as well as his three siblings all had blonde hair, while he was the only one with black hair.
Gerald thought that the Leventis Family genes were thicker when it came to Thirteen, so he inherited the black hair of their family.
"Are you feeling nervous, Mikhail?" Thirteen asked.
"A little," Mikhail replied.
"It's fine to be anxious," Thirteen stated. "As long as it doesn't show on your face, okay?"
"I'll do my best, Brother."
"Mmm."
Alessia gave her two handsome sons a kiss on their cheeks before saying her goodbyes to them.
"Mikhail, remember the names of the girls who approach you during the party, okay?" Alessia said. "I will see if they are a good match for you."
"Yes, Mother," Mikhail replied.
"Zion, don't cause trouble, okay?" Alessia then crouched down to look at her seven-year-old with a smile. "Don't be rude to people at the party."
"Mother, why do you always remind me to not be rude to people?" Thirteen blinked. "Do you have such a low opinion of me?"
"I have a very high opinion of you," Alessia replied with a smile. "This is why I am worried that you will talk down to people as if they are not your equal."
"Rest assured, Mother," Thirteen stated. "I know what to do."
After getting her son's assurance, she was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
At that exact moment, they heard the sound of an approaching helicopter.
"Looks like our ride has come to pick us up," Gerald said as he looked at the helicopter with the emblem of the Remington Family painted on its body. "Let's go. It is best that we don't keep them waiting."
Thirteen and Mikhail nodded as they followed behind their father.
His father's best friend, Elijah, told him that he would send a helicopter to pick them up to hasten their travel time.
Gerald didn't refuse his kind offer because it would take them nearly five hours to travel to the Remington Clan's Residence by car.
The Helicopter that they rode on was a military type attack helicopter meant to provide support fire against Monster Outbreaks from Dimensional Gates.
Thirteen was quite impressed with its speed, mobility, and ammunition that he thought that it would be a good idea to have one for their family's personal use.
The other thing that he liked about this particular helicopter was that it wasn't noisy. The sound of the propeller could not be heard inside it, allowing everyone to talk without any noise or interference.
"Pops, how close are you to your best friend?" Thirteen asked when they were halfway through their journey.
"Very close," Gerald replied. "The two of us are actually Sworn Brothers, and his wife, and your mother, were Sworn Sisters."
"Excellent." Thirteen nodded his head in satisfaction. "Do you think he would give you this helicopter if you ask him nicely?"
"…"
"…"
"…"
Gerald, the helicopter pilot, as well as the guide from the Remington Clan were all rendered speechless by Thirteen's shameless question.
"Um, probably?" Gerald cleared his throat. "But, I don't think I'll be asking him this. My skin is not that thick, you know?"
"Yeah," Thirteen commented. "If your skin was thicker, you wouldn't have become a henpecked husband."
Gerald wanted to cough out blood then and there at his son's words, which made the pilot and their escort smile.
They were only told to pick Gerald up from his home, and they knew very little about him.
The only thing they knew was that he had been disowned by the Leventis Family, and was one of the Remington Heir's close friends.
After hearing his son call him a henpecked husband, they couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
The journey only took an hour before they landed inside the Remington's Family estate.
While they were still in the air, Thirteen noticed five people waiting for them on the ground.
He assumed that four of them were his father's friends, Elijah Remington, Vivian Remington, as well as their two children.
The last one looked older, which he assumed to either be their family's butler or a relative of Elijah's or Vivian's.
When the helicopter landed, and the rotors stopped spinning, Gerald got off the Helicopter and walked toward his two friends with a smile on his face.
"It has been years since we last saw each other," Gerald said. "I'm glad to see that both of you look happy."
"And it's all thanks to you," a handsome man, who seemed to be in his early thirties said with a smile.
He had short dark-blue hair, and blue eyes that were filled with warmth.
The beautiful lady standing beside him had long brown hair, and green eyes, which seemed to see through a person's soul.
Gerald hugged both of them, and even planted a kiss on Vivian's forehead, making the smile on her face widen even more.
"This must be your son, Harry, and your daughter, Leah." Gerald looked at the two children, who were similar in age to Mikhail and Thirteen."
Harry, the eldest, had short brown hair and green eyes like her mother.
Leah, on the other hand, had long, dark-blue hair and blue eyes like her father.
"And this must be Mikhail and Zion," Elijah commented. "Your eldest looks like Alessia, and Zion looks like you."
Gerald nodded his head in agreement because this was indeed the case.
"Uncle Benedict, looks like you still haven't kicked the bucket yet." Gerald chuckled.
However, his chuckle didn't last for long before it was replaced with a gasp of pain because the middle-aged man, who was also Vivian's father, smacked his head for being annoying.
"It seems that you're still the same piece of sh*t." Benedict snorted. "It's good that you convinced Elijah to man up and marry my daughter. If you and Vivian had married each other instead, I would have died years ago from irritation."
Benedict then shifted his attention to Thirteen, who was looking at him with great interest.
Unlike his brother, Mikhail's face became a little pale after seeing his father getting smacked by the middle-aged man, whose aura was leaking from his body.
Similar to Hans, Benedict was a Champion, and a fairly powerful one at that.
"Well, it seems that Alessia has given birth to at least one interesting kid," Benedict commented as he looked at the seven-year-old who was looking at him with a faint smile on his face. "Child, are you not scared of me?"
"Why would I be scared of you?" Thirteen asked back with an amused expression on his face.
"Because I can easily pinch you to death," Benedict replied.
Thirteen nodded. "You're right. But, you wouldn't dare to do that."
"Oh? Do you think that this no-good-father of yours will be able to protect you from me?"
"Not him. But my Grandma, Lady Callista. I'm sure she will be more than happy to rip you to shreds."
Benedict stiffened for a bit before a devilish smile appeared on his face.
"Don't tempt me to hurt you, child," Benedict said in a dangerous tone. "There are two names that I dislike hearing the most in this world. The first one is Arthur Leventis, and the second one is your grandmother's name. If you want to live longer, make sure to remember that."
Thirteen didn't reply, but the smile on his face also widened.
The seven-year-old, and the hundred-year-old man, who looked as if he was in his early fifties, stared at each other with smiles on their faces.
Harry and Leah were quite surprised because they could tell that their Grandpa had taken a liking to Thirteen, which was something that not even the other children of the Remington Family were able to achieve.
Elijah cleared his throat, and patted Gerald's shoulder.
"How about we talk inside?" Elijah proposed. "Also, the three of you should join our table. It will be nice to dine together and chat like old times."
Gerald nodded and led his two sons inside the Remington Clan's Main Residence.
This was the first major social gathering that he had attended since he was disowned by his father.
He was certain that he would meet old friends and enemies alike, whom he hadn't seen for many years.