Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 413 - 191 Dear Father-in-Law_2

What a show of pretentiousness!

Wayne took the map, placed it in front of Austin, and, looking at the two red circles marked on it, patiently listened to Austin’s life philosophies.

He had to admit, the old trash can had taken a few more punches than he had, and in some respects, was just a tiny bit stronger than him.

"Setting aside other identities, just being the Magic Department Vice Minister alone makes Aub a magnet for many who want to get close to him,"

Austin pointed to the map and said, "The Jin and Snow families are not of the Tulip Family, but both are hereditary nobles who once had their own territories. After becoming the new nobility, they still maintain the dignity of nobles by leveraging the resources of their ancestors."

"There are many similar nobles. The Queen doesn’t want to see them dignified, making the Tulip Family help them save face..."

Austin said a lot. To sum up, the Queen wanted to settle scores, the Magic Department also had scores to settle, and the Tulip Family had their own to settle. Vice Minister Aub and the Patino Family alone were far from enough.

In such a situation, some nobles who were close to Aub, or had past connections, were out of luck.

It’s not really about being unlucky. At a certain height, who doesn’t have some dirt on them!

The Queen is merciful, noble, wearing white gloves. She wouldn’t target those former nobles, but it’s different for those below her. There are many ways to interpret an order, leading to misunderstandings.

Because of these misunderstandings, those families close to Aub were invited to participate in a game, a game with a brutally simple name—Family Fade Away. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

Austin spoke very diplomatically, constantly misinterpreting the Queen’s intentions, but Wayne still understood immediately and couldn’t help saying, "Are we really a constitutional monarchy in Windsor, it sounds so feudal!"

"They’ve been exposed to magic. The Magic Realm has never reformed!"

"..."

Wayne nodded, signifying he had learned something new.

Indeed, was there ever any reform in the Magic Realm? It was always a mix of religious faith and hierarchies. No matter how much you dress it up, you can’t hide the clear-cut facts.

Since these families had chosen to enter the Magic Realm, they had to abide by its rules.

"You’re a smart man, I won’t say too much. It’s all about how you interpret the Queen’s command based on your perspective, it has nothing to do with the Queen’s true intentions," Austin gave him a hint.

Because he was the head of a family, Wayne’s understanding was his own, and likewise had nothing to do with the Queen’s true intentions.

Wayne caught the deeper meaning in the words and felt a surge of excitement. If someone else was willing to cover for him, he would not hesitate to misinterpret the Queen’s order.

"Don’t go too far. These families have their own friends, blood ties, and relatives. Who doesn’t have a few!?" Austin instructed, "You might think those are sins, but they don’t see it that way, because they are not clean themselves. Just keep it moderate and don’t offend too many people."

Wayne nodded, taking the lesson to heart, understanding he should tone it down.

"Similarly, some crimes are so vast that no one dares to look at them. In such cases, you can full play to the issue, do whatever you wish." Austin’s mouth curved into a smirk.

Right, he was doing it on purpose.

Wayne rolled his eyes, "So, dear father-in-law, what sins are to be treated lightly, and what sins are to be pursued to the end? There must be some limit, right?"

"..."

"Austin?"

"It’s not important."

With a stern face, Austin said, "What limit can there be for methods? The key lies in the results you get by using them and how much you’re willing to pay for those results."

Wayne didn’t quite understand and wanted to ask more.

Austin waved his hand dismissively, not wanting to delve deeper. He had already promised to take responsibility for the consequences. How to use methods and what results were obtained were for Wayne to worry about.

"Choose one of these two places," he said.

"Just one?"

"..."

Austin’s expression blank, giving one was to nurture, giving two was simply madness, he couldn’t clean up so many messes.

With thick-skinned cheerfulness, Wayne grinned genuinely and looked carefully at the two red dots on the map.

After a moment, he pointed at the Snow Family.

It would be them, close to the sea!

"The investigation team will have a Secretary Officer from the Magic Department accompany you. I’ll give you an introduction. Go prepare yourself, you’ll leave in a couple of days. Be quick, or you’ll miss everything," Austin instructed, gesturing for Wayne to get lost.

Just looking at him was annoying!

He couldn’t understand why his wife and daughter would fancy such a jerk, what’s so good about him!

And those jerks outside, with the evidence plastered on their faces, still insisting on some bastard child!

"Megan, bring Monica over here," he called out.

The more he thought about it, the more irked Austin became. Through the soundproof barrier, he gave a command, deciding to take his anger out on the black cat.

Wayne shrugged his shoulders as he stood up and left the study, coming upon the sight of Megan’s back upon opening the door.

Wordlessly, he smirked. What’s the point of a soundproof barrier?

Turning his head, he saw Veronica and instantly understood the purpose.

Veronica’s eyes sparkled with fierce light, stiffly crooked her finger, signaling for Wayne to join her in a quiet corner for a private talk.

As Wayne was about to nod with his medal on, he exclaimed in surprise at the sight of someone behind Veronica, "Teacher, why are you so angry? Looking for Austin?"

Veronica unclenched her fist, turned around with an obedient face, and waited cheerfully for a close-up of human canon drama.

Though she didn’t know what had happened, she was in a foul mood today and wanted to enjoy some domestic fireworks.

Turning around, Veronica froze; the corridor was deserted, not a soul in sight.

Turning back again, there was no sign of Wayne either.

"Bastard, you stop right there!"

Veronica erupted in fury, chasing down the corridor toward the end, following the scent of societal refuse.