Chapter 1698 Regis’ Time Is Almost Up

Having said that, Regis sighed and added, “However, there is still constant internal fighting within our family at this time. Those people are a thorn in my side.” At this point, Regis coughed violently again. Olympias hurriedly said, “Grandpa, it’s pretty windy here. We shouldn’t remain here any longer.” “I’m fine, girl. I just want to enjoy the breeze,” Regis said with a smile. “Although I haven’t kicked the bucket, those people have already badly battered each other to fight for the position of patriarch. Girl, do you know? In my opinion, there are only two people who are most qualified to succeed the patriarch. “One of them is your father, but he is no longer alive. Your Uncle Dillon is the other candidate, but he’s even more unreliable. He is, first and foremost, an illegitimate child. Besides that, he had only ever been interested in Kendo in his life and had no interest in anything else. He also paid me a visit one last time. I asked him if he would return to mourn my death after I passed away. Guess what he said? “That b*stard said he was going somewhere to do something important next. He might not be able to return for a long time, so he will undoubtedly miss my funeral. “Tell me, girl! Is that j*ckass even aware of what he’s talking about? I said, Your old man is about to bite the dust. What is more important than your dead father? Guess what this fellow said again? He said that death comes to all men equally and that he would come down to accopany me in a hundred years.” At this point, Regis felt both angry and amused at the same time. He couldn’t do anything about Dillon. “Girl, I heard your Palace Master is a friend of your Uncle Dillon, right? How did they meet and become friends?” “My boss went through thick and thin with him,” Olympias said after a moment’s thought. “They went together to explore Blade Hero’s tomb before.” “Oh, I see. Blade Hero was the strongest warrior below the Demigod Realm back then. That man was a legend.” Regis pondered out loud, “Did they reap any benefits after entering the tomb?” “There should be something,” Olympias replied. “Hehe, that’s good.” Then, Regis paused for a moment before asking, “Then, Girl, in your opinion, who among your aunts and uncles would be the most suitable candidate to be the patriarch once I’m dead? You know, we’ve always passed down the position regardless of gender. Seats are always reserved for the capable.” Olympias also grinned at this time, “Grandpa, I haven’t lived in the family for years. How should I know? But if you really need me to name one, that person might be Uncle Jules.” “Jules?” Regis smiled but did not answer. Finally, he turned around and sat down at the table quietly. Olympias felt a little dizzy at this point. Suddenly, she had a strong desire to sleep. “Girl, you must be tired, right?” Regis hurriedly asked when he noticed her condition. Olympias, on the other hand, had a strange feeling about the sleepiness. She was the best judge of her own body. Given the time, she shouldn’t be so tired. However, the sleepiness became more intense at this point, and she couldn’t even open her eyes. “Why don’t you go rest in one of the rooms? I’ll ask Ortwin to make the necessary arrangements on your behalf,” Regis urged. Ortwin had already gotten up and was walking toward Olympias. “Young Lady, let me take you to have a rest in the room. We have an extra room in the Regis Tower. I have already cleaned it for you. You should spend the night here.” “Ok.” Olympias nodded obediently, not refusing the offer at all. She said, “Grandpa, then I’ll go to my room and sleep first.” With that, Olympias also yawned involuntarily, feeling her eyelids become increasingly heavy. “Sure.” Regis smiled and waved his hand. “Go ahead.” So, Ortwin sent Olympias to the room. In fact, halfway through, Olympias was so sleepy that she almost fell asleep. After tucking Olympias into bed, Ortwin returned to Regis. Regis asked, “Has the girl fallen asleep yet?” He sounded very paternal, as if he was asking his wife if their child had gone to bed. “She did.” Ortwin nodded, “That Arowana fish has a very powerful effect. I’m not sure if it will be a little too much for Young Lady to finish the entire fish at once.” “It’s not a big deal. She is no longer an ordinary girl,” Regis responded. “It is said that the members of her organization are all great fighters. Unfortunately, they were not raised in the ancient martial arts world as children. It's impossible to say how terrifying these people would be if they grew up in the ancient martial arts world.” “Nowadays, they have become a Transcendent organization in the ancient martial arts world,” Ortwin said with a smile. “They’ll be equally terrifying in the long run. Perhaps the Nine Great Creeds will become the Ten Great Creeds in a few years.” “Hehe, I’m not sure if I can ever witness that,” said Regis. “Uncle Ortwin, I need to run an errand for me.” By then, Regis’ expression was one of solemnity. “So soon?” Ortwin exclaimed in surprise. “Well, it’s almost time.” “Okay then.” The light in Ortwin’s eyes became a little dim. He eventually walked out the door and exited the Regis Tower. Ortwin went to the Clovis Residence, which belonged to the Great Elder, then Ansel’s residence and Jules’ residence. In any case, Ortwin had delivered the message to the entire clan. After Ortwin left Jules’ residence, he remained rooted on the spot and went silent for a long time. “Master Jules, what did Senior Ortwin say to you earlier?” Quent walked over and asked. “He came to notify all the direct descendants and core members of the White family,” Jules replied after taking a deep breath. “The patriarch has called for everyone to attend a meeting in the council chamber tomorrow.” As soon as these words came out, Quent was also stunned. No one had seen Regis since he became seriously ill. Regis’ life was coming to an end, as proven by tomorrow’s last-minute meeting. As a matter of fact, Regis had been holding on to his last breath to see his granddaughter for the last time. It was almost time for him to leave now that his wish had been granted. Outside the Regis Tower, the cold wind continued to blow. Although the heating had been switched on in the Regis Tower, it was still piercing cold for Regis. He sat silently in front of the dining table while staring at the food on the table. Ortwin had returned and found Regis remained seated in the same spot. He approached him and said, “Master, it's time to rest.” “I’m not sleepy tonight.” Regis refused with a shake of his head. Ortwin nodded slightly, feeling tears welling up in his eyes. Regis asked, “Uncle Ortwin, do you remember that jar of Muscadine Wine we buried together twenty years ago? Why don’t you go dig it up so that we can get wasted tonight?”