I'm the King Of Technology

Chapter 1798  Julian's Night Adventures

The night was getting old, but the young Julian still couldn't sleep. 'So father really wants to leave without me? Impossible! Not on my watch!' Father, forgive him for his disobedience just this once. Julian secretly thought, while sliding down the sides of his bed and rolling to an even darker corner for cover. And then, like a thief in the night, leaned against the walls, blending with the darkness until he reached his massive walk-in closet space. Phew~

Luckily, he was quick to grab one of those fine Baymardian flashlights presented as a gift several days back. "Your Highness?" A distant sound made the 7-year-old Julian feel his scalp tingle. Crud! He turned off the torch switch and quickly headed back to his main room into his bed with light stealth movements. "Your Highness?" A guard appeared in the space through the window, looking through the scene before heading toward Julian's bed with a confused look. "That's odd… didn't I see light just now?" The guard murmured, staying in wait for a while before leaving Julian's room after seeing he was fast asleep. Bubuum. Bubuum~

Julian's heart almost jumped out of his chest when the guard leaned too close to him. He feared he would be caught, but thankfully, his Luck was too good.  After another 45 minutes, Julian rose to resume his mission. 'Brother Landon-oh said that the third button is a dim-option. The light is too bright. I must dim it to the lowest.' If one has held a hairdryer before, one will see the numerical numbers I, II, and III on some hair dryer machines. Today's world isn't like the safe modern era. People wanted flashlights but also didn't want something that said: hey, this is me, assassins, come kill me now.

When the torch is put on its setting is at IV. But to lower it, press any buttons beside the numerical numbers III, II, and I.

The lowest setting is 'I' which made it so dim that it didn't reflect out light to your surroundings, alerting people far away. 'Want to leave without me? Don't even think about it!'

Julian frowned with a determined look on his face, packing his most liked pants, shirts and jackets in the new fancy Baymardian travel bag he also took. Well, it was amazing that it had rollable wheels, but now he didn't need to use it since he was on a stealth mission. And for the love of the wind God… where are his other suitcases he captured? Where did they put them? Julian opened and closed his mouth in worry.

"Could Father have stolen them?"

If Tacholla knew his words, he would definitely beat this son of his to a pulp. Who exactly stole from who here? Were those suitcases Julian's in the first place? .

Very quickly, Julian packed his luggage for the first time in his life, poaching it like a kid who was about to run away from him. He quickly packed a few clothes, rolling them up like meatballs. Following that, he placed his new Gameboy and a few very important Baymardian Gadgets he felt he might die without. His only worry was the TV. He liked it but it was just too big to take along. Sigh… Toothbrush, toothpaste, socks, underwear… These days, he has gotten a hang of these daily essential Baymardian products. Although he was 7 years old, because of how big his green Orc-like people are, Julian had the height of a standard 11-year-old. He was really big. Well, at least not as big as the giants who at the age of 7, had the height of a 13-year-old. Welp, now that his things were packed, Julian's biggest challenge was to get himself and his suitcase to the nearest Baymardian aircraft and find a way to sneak in. Yes! If they leave Mirvanna and realize he is aboard the flying carriages several hours later, they will have no choice but to continue with him in their care! Bahahahahaha~

It was brilliant! His plan was indeed ingenious if he did say so himself. (^∆^)

Landon shook his head as if overthinking things, "Nothing. I just think your garden walls are pretty." So close!

Julian crawled to take a peak, with his hand on his chest. Phew~

Almost got him there. Julian also felt a burst of accomplishment, knowing he was so awesome and smart to be able to avoid so many guards undetected. 'Big brother Landon-oh said he will return after dropping the box, so I have to move fast!'

With that thought, Julian jumped over the waist-length garden walls, making a run for the aircraft as fast as he could. 1, 2, 3… Success! He jumped in with his luggage and was quick to go right at the back. Of course he wasn't stupid to stay at the front. He saw several seats, which he would later know were designed like commercial airlines. This aircraft was a 60-seater aircraft with 3 rows. And behind those seats was a bathroom and surprisingly, another compartment with all sorts of storage frames with luggage already in them. Yes! Earlier today, everyone who was going had sent the Baymardians their luggage.

Everyone was only allowed to bring at most 2 pieces of luggage of certain sizes. They were told what sort of things they should bring. Money was good, clothes they thought were good and anything that would make them think of home. But no heavy objects were allowed, except swords that were taken and locked in storage trunks.

Of course, everyone could travel with their safety daggers in their boots that were still in their protective sheath. With all luggage packed, Julian didn't mind, looking for a space and securing his luggage just like the other luggage beside his. After figuring that out, he took out a dark blanket, found an inconspicuous corner and began blending in. But before he could adjust his breathing, he heard Landon-oh's voice, followed by the sounds of the aircraft's doors closing shut. Bam! --silence--

Another 30 minutes went by before Julian finally went to bed with a Victorious smirk on his lips. Gaakakkakakakak~

Want to leave without him? Think again!

Zzzzzz~ contemporary romance

Little Julain was sound asleep, sleeping so deeply that he didn't even notice when Landon, Tacholla and several others came up, adjusted his position and laughed inwardly.

Child… you are too young to fool anyone.

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