Landlord World - Start with SSS talent
Chapter 287 - 287: The history of Fate Holders

After hearing Carlotta's words, Noan began to seriously doubt himself.

Carlotta was imprisoned here, her power sealed, so what he had just faced was only a fraction of her strength.

But what if her seal was broken?

Noan didn't dare think any further, knowing just how terrifying that possibility could be. Still, there was something he couldn't understand—her Talent.

He remembered: just a single drop of her blood had allowed him to obtain a rank SS - Fake Talent.

So… just how powerful was her real Talent? Was it SSS?

No! That was impossible. The System had already stated that his Talent was the only SSS-rank Talent in existence.

Could it be something higher than SSS?

Noan didn't know if such a Talent could even exist, but… perhaps Carlotta's Talent was at the very least extremely high—if not SSS, then almost at the threshold.

"So? Are you feeling despair? Are you scared? If you bark like a dog, maybe I'll be merciful and let you be my pet." Carlotta laughed.

Noan pursed his lips and shrugged. "No thanks, you can pick someone else for that…"

BAM!

Noan hadn't even finished his sentence before his body exploded once more.

After a while, he revived again, panting, his face pale.

"You… damn it!" Noan truly wanted to curse.

"Oh? Want to explode again?" Carlotta smirked. "If I want, no matter where you try to hide, I can make you explode."

Noan shuddered at her words. He started doubting whether it had been a good or bad thing to receive the 'Immortal' Talent from Carlotta.

He sighed and said, "You… don't even dream, I'll never be the dog of someone shorter than me."

Carlotta: "…"

BAM!

"Wait! You—"

BAM!

"Damn it! Stop, I'm sorry, I…"

BAM!

After being blown up several more times, Noan was truly questioning the meaning of his existence.

Damn it! He really shouldn't have said the word "short." Judging by how things were going, he'd need an entire day just to recover.

Carlotta walked over, pressing her high heel down on his head, looking at him with disdain. "Well? Do you want to die that badly?"

"Hahaha… Carlotta, why don't we talk a bit? I actually brought you a lot of food." Noan grinned.

"Huh!" Carlotta snorted disdainfully, then kicked Noan's head, sending it flying far away.

At that moment, his body regenerated at a terrifying speed, restoring itself as if nothing had happened.

Noan knew perfectly well this was thanks to Carlotta's help—otherwise, it would have taken him an entire day just to recover.

Suddenly, he looked around, puzzled, and asked, "Where's all the furniture I brought here?"

Carlotta glanced at Noan, pouted, then waved her hand.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The ice wall in front of him parted, revealing an exquisitely beautiful room made entirely of ice.

All the furniture he had brought had been arranged neatly and elegantly within the room.

"Ah! You actually used them?" Noan asked with a smile.

"Huh!" Carlotta just snorted, saying nothing more, but Noan could see her cheeks turning slightly red.

He took off his shoes, then walked into the room. Sitting on the chair he'd brought, he looked around at everything.

Even though the room was made of ice, there was still a pleasant scent lingering in the air, making him want to breathe it in even more deeply.

He didn't care how cold it was here. His physical power had now reached such a terrifying level that he no longer felt the cold.

Noan took a few wooden boxes out of his 'Storage Space' and set them on the table.

"Come, let's eat together."

"Huh!" Carlotta snorted. "You should be grateful you get to eat with your master, you lowly human."

Noan: "…"

The meal was truly sumptuous—enough to surprise even someone imprisoned here for hundreds of years.

Though she wasn't hungry, given the delicious food, she certainly didn't refuse.

Her movements were incredibly graceful and elegant, as if her fingers were dancing.

After a while, she tasted a bit of wine, sighed, and said, "You humans truly know how to enjoy yourselves. If you keep indulging like this, I'm afraid that when the Abyssal Gate opens, your entire race will be wiped out."

"The Abyssal Gate?" Noan frowned. "What is that?"

"Ah! You don't need to concern yourself with that." Carlotta's expression was indifferent as she gently swirled the wine in her glass and continued, "I think you'd do better to worry about yourself."

"Me?!" Noan asked in confusion. "What should I be worried about?"

Carlotta tilted her head to look at him, her eyes holding a trace of scrutiny. "You… possess a rather peculiar kind of energy. Is that what makes you so confident?"

"That…" Noan frowned, unsure how to answer.

Void energy was one of his greatest secrets; he had no intention of telling Carlotta about it.

"Alright, if you don't want to say, I won't force you. However, I can sense that there is also the flow of fate within you."

"Noan! You… are somehow connected to the flow of fate and those 'Fate Holders,' aren't you?"

Hearing this, Noan realized that Carlotta clearly understood the existence of the Fate Holders, so there was no point hiding it.

"That's right. I happened to become one of the 'Fate Holders,' so I…"

"No!" Carlotta abruptly interrupted, cutting off Noan's words. "You are not a Fate Holder."

"What?!" Noan frowned, his face showing both confusion and a trace of anxiety, as if what Carlotta was about to say would deeply affect his destiny.

In truth, ever since meeting that mysterious woman imprisoned in the dark space and the new function regarding the 'List of Fate Holders' had appeared, he had always thought he was one of them.

But now, hearing Carlotta say he wasn't, left him utterly perplexed.

Why?

Had he misunderstood his own role all along?

Carlotta didn't continue immediately. She stared at Noan for a long moment, then sighed and said, "Let me tell you a short story."

"Long ago… in the distant past, there were many worlds coexisting within a vast universe."

"The gods granted every race in this universe the ability to use magic, wishing that these races could learn from one another and live together peacefully."

"That is why the gods merged these worlds into one giant world."

"After a long period of peace, learning, and sharing of knowledge among the races, conflicts arose."

"Every race had its own unique advantages, so naturally, there were races whose strengths far surpassed those of the others."

"That's why they refused to coexist with the weaker races."

"War broke out!"

As she said this, Carlotta's eyes suddenly revealed a trace of sorrow and disappointment.

She took a sip of wine, as if trying to wash away her sadness, and continued.

"The war was unimaginably horrific—the world was devastated to such an extent that even after hundreds of thousands of years, it still could not sustain life."

"What's strange is that the race most despised by others—the race thought to be the weakest and most insignificant—was the one to gain the upper hand in that war."

"With their overwhelming reproductive abilities and extraordinary adaptability, they began to wipe out the other races."

"Even the Dragons were forced to flee their homeland, seeking refuge elsewhere."

"At that time, the other races were baffled. Clearly, humanity was the lowest and weakest of all—how could they resist with such force?"

"Can you guess what happened?"

Noan frowned, thinking deeply for a while before replying, "Because of the appearance of the 'Fate Holders,' isn't that right?"

"That's right." Carlotta smiled. "Why do you think that?"

Noan stroked his chin. "Because the 'Fate Holders' are those who hold the power of destiny. They're constantly blessed by luck, constantly encountering fateful opportunities that help them grow stronger rapidly."

"That's why I think they're the ones who enabled humanity to rise up, the ones who helped humans become powerful enough to resist the other races."

"It seems you're not entirely stupid." Carlotta laughed.

Noan: "…"

"You're correct," Carlotta continued, ignoring Noan's annoyed expression. "The gods who created the universe decided they would not interfere in this war."

"However, one among them secretly meddled with the flow of Fate, allowing humanity to win by creating the 'Fate Holders.'"

"So…" Noan frowned, his heart suddenly pounding faster, unease flickering in his chest. "How did the other races have any hope of winning?"

Carlotta suddenly smiled, looking at Noan with an expression full of mystery. "It seems you've already guessed, haven't you?"

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