Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 426 - 195: The Cream Cake Tastes So Good_3

Wayne was insincere towards Marian, responding to her enthusiasm with curt phrases filled with mhm’s, haha’s and other words of feigned attention.

After flaunting her charm for a while and failing to impress Wayne, Marian, somewhat irked, made a hasty exit, planning to don her battle attire and sound a full-on assault tonight.

It was poor form for Wayne to publicly question a lady’s charm.

Well done, at least you know what’s good for you!

Veronica looked on with a cold and detached gaze, mentally labeling Marian as damaged goods, ready to step forward and mock the societal refuse, only to see a blond head appear, laughing and chatting with the refuse.

Not you again!

Enraged, Veronica decided that Viola already had a death wish, and resolved to dispose of her by dumping her body into the sea tonight.

The welcome banquet continued until after afternoon tea.

Wayne politely declined Adelaide’s arrangements, as the investigation team had booked a hotel and would not be staying at the Snow Family estate.

Adelaide tried to persuade him momentarily without insisting, repeating his willingness to cooperate with the investigation, ensuring that everyone would be available on call, ready to grant access to any place Wayne wished to examine.

"There’s no rush to start the investigation. We’ve been on trains and ships, even drifting at sea for a day due to an accident. I’ve arranged for everyone to relax for a couple of days, eat, play, and rejuvenate before we dive into the investigation," Wayne said.

"Sir Wayne, I shall arrange a tour guide for you. Marian would be an excellent choice; perhaps she can surprise you," Adelaide hinted with depth.

The double surprise being Marian herself and the small gifts she carried.

"Then I look forward to it indeed,"

Wayne raised his glass with a smile, clinking it against Adelaide’s with orange juice: "I’ll drink casually, you finish it."

Adelaide cursed inwardly but managed to down his drink with a grimace.

"I’ve heard that the ancestors of the Snow Family were quite expansive. Because of their loyalty to the Royal Family, they assisted the founder in becoming the King of Ireland and were awarded knighthood, as well as a land grant for their sterling service,"

"Indeed, that’s the case,"

Adelaide replied, "Our ancestors turned that land into a plantation, providing a secure livelihood for many hardworking farmers. The descendants followed the ancestors’ teachings, taking good care of the people on the plantation, thus acquiring much support."

Wayne rolled his eyes on the spot, wondering what kind of plantation it was, bananas or cotton?

"Where’s that land now?"

"It’s naturally in the Queen’s hands. Sir Wayne, all land in the country belongs to the Queen," Adelaide professed loyalty opportunistically.

He sure had a sense of humor!

The joke fell flat as Wayne didn’t buy into it, being loyal not to the Queen crowned by the Royal decree, but the Queen crowned by the "Constitution."

If he had to choose, he’d take the gem from the crown.

Sensing that Wayne was a kindred spirit, Adelaide’s smile grew wider, feeling confident in their camaraderie. He assured Wayne that he would arrange for Marian to be his guide and take him to the land once granted to the Snow Family.

"Thank you for the hospitality. I’m quite pleased and hope to share another drink with you next time we meet,"

"Sir Wayne, I share that hope. I wish you a smooth investigation and fruitful results,"

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Fasker City’s Luxury Grand Hotel.

The Magic Department, or, to be precise, the Lando Family, had pre-booked an entire top floor for the accommodation of the investigative team. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

No one would be foolish enough to stay with the Snow Family; danger aside, it wouldn’t sit well if the Queen found out.

In the suite, Wayne looked at Mona and Viola, carrying their luggage, and then at Veronica, who was staring out the window with a distant gaze, and thought to himself how amusing this was.

End of roll!

Roll over and die!

"There are still vacancies on this floor, but I won’t bother with such pointless chatter," Xianling said.

Wayne arranged, "This suite has two bedrooms, Veronica and Vili take the larger one, Mona you take the smaller one, and I... we’ll see. I can sleep anywhere, I’m not fussy."

Mona: "That sounds nice, but I’ve never seen you ’squeeze in’ before."

Veronica: "Vili, you’re so dead!"

Vili: "Are we playing cards tonight?"

With Wayne’s arrangement, Veronica clenched her fists, ready to drag Vili into the bedroom.

But Wayne stopped her.

"What, you’re taking her side?"

"..."

That sounded like the mistress of the house! If you’ve got the guts, admit to the engagement Instead of squatting over the toilet without taking a dump!

"Don’t start fighting yet. We have all night, and I’ll be the referee then."

Wayne checked the time: "I’ve asked around, and there are quite a few luxury stores in the city. I think we can embezzle a lot of money this time. Let’s crack open some champagne early and treat you all to a shopping spree."

"Ah?!"

Veronica was overwhelmed by all the nonsense, scorning Wayne’s philandering ways and grumpily said, "Aren’t you going to the Snow Family’s place tonight to check their accounts?"

"Why would I go there tonight?"

"To sneak in and bring back the ledgers. Isn’t that how secret investigations are done?"

Ah yes, of course, and while you’re at it, wear one of those vacuum-sealed bodysuits, the kind that puffs up when you fart!

Wayne rolled his eyes, "Stop showing off your ’intelligence,’ Snow Manor is a Magic Fortress, and even if I could get in, they’re already prepared. There’s no point in looking at fake accounts."

Veronica frowned: "What do you mean by shopping? Trying to get them to let their guard down?"

"No, just shopping for its own sake. Suddenly felt like buying you some clothes."

Wayne patted Veronica on the shoulder and left too swiftly, not having brought any luggage and wearing clothes borrowed from Vili, which didn’t quite fit and failed to fill them out.

Veronica’s face flushed red, and she huffed dismissively, turning away.

The last deadbeat to show up was too generous with money spent on her, thinking two pieces of clothing could win her over. No chance.

"Boss, are you starting the investigation from the fiefdom?" Mona picked up the conversation.

"Yeah, according to intelligence, the Snow Family is close with the traitor from the Magic Department, Aub. He’s been seen in Fasker City for a while..."

Wayne squinted: "The Legendary Mage must have left something behind here. The fiefdom is the most likely place."

"Could it be a devil?"

"How many devils do you think are out there!"

Wayne rolled his eyes. This is the human world, not Hell, and if Aub really had a devil companion, it wouldn’t just be flirting glances with the Thousand-Eyed Demon.

So, definitely no devil in the fiefdom!

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