Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 438 - 199: Who knows what year and month it will be, to have one’s wishes fulfilled_3
Chapter 438: Chapter 199: Who knows what year and month it will be, to have one’s wishes fulfilled_3
Yes, Fasker City has an airport, and there are indeed flights to Lundan, so there was no need to take a ferry or train from the start.
Wayne procured the Obelisk and completed the investigation mission of robbing from the rich to help the poor. After eating and drinking his fill, and enough card-playing, he took a direct flight back to Lundan.
He and Sandy went to the Magic Department immediately to sign the investigation report, which marked the complete fulfillment of their mission.
"Lady Sandy, it was a pleasure working with you. I hope we have the chance to do so again," he said.
"Same here," she replied.
What else could Sandy say? She could only give a forced smile as she withdrew her hand, withdraw... Drew out her hand.
"By the way, might I have the honor of inviting you to a movie?" he asked.
"No thanks, Sir Wayne. Someone as excellent as you deserves a younger girl," Sandy quickly set boundaries, whilst feeling proud of her own charm.
"That’s a real shame," he said.
Wayne shrugged, his face not showing much regret, and reminded her, "Please make sure to sign for that box of banknotes properly, after all, it’s embezzled money; be careful not to let your office colleagues find out."
Sandy: (눈_눈)
She had seen it all: Wayne, instead of saying it earlier or later, chose to wait until a few colleagues passed by before deliberately reminding her.
...
Lando Manor.
Wayne’s surprise attack on Monica failed, and he was quite disappointed for not being able to lift her high. He sat in the study waiting for Austin.
Before Megan closed the door and set up the soundproof magic barrier, he had the butler catch the cat, as he intended to take great pleasure in stroking it later.
His demeanor so similar to Austin’s that Megan was used to it.
"What do you need me for? Isn’t everything to do with the Snow Family already handled?" he asked.
Austin looked at Wayne with a headache — every time he went out, he stirred up a bunch of trouble, making Austin wonder how he was ever going to train an heir.
Though it’s true that Wayne had been clever this time, giving a heads-up in advance, and with the Queen cleaning up the mess he made, a simple house raid had, with much ado, unearthed a host of Devil’s Containers, which still proved Wayne’s ability to cause trouble.
Other investigation teams hadn’t found anything, but you, lad, managed to stumble upon it. It’s no wonder the Heavenly Father’s Court assigned you a secretary, finding Devils wherever you go; the Heavenly Father’s Court has good insight.
"The Snow Family may be gone, but there’s more to the story behind the scenes," Wayne said.
"I know, the Queen will handle these matters, we needn’t worry about it," said Austin.
"No, I’m not talking about that," Wayne insisted.
Wayne spoke softly about the mysterious person and The Book of Hell taken by said person, "I don’t think he’s from the Magic Department, and it’s unlikely he’s from the Church either. Lundan still has Devils."
Austin asked about the details with a darkened face, fiddling with the Ancient Silver Coin without a word. After a long time, he finally said, "I do know such a person, who has quite some research on Hell. He might have some clues, but I am not sure whether to ask him."
"Who is he?" asked Wayne.
"Frank Turner," he replied.
"Turner..."
Wayne muttered the surname: "Is he also a member of the Tulip Family?"
"Yes."
Austin briefly introduced the Turner Family. Like the currently sidelined Patino Family, due to the betrayal of a Legendary Mage within the family, the Turner Family had been in decline for a long time and had not yet recovered.
With their membership dwindling, only Frank remained, a singleton heir.
This guy was an oddball, also a genius who liked magic but not orthodox magic — Hell, divination, black magic; he researched the occult.
Frank, with a particular zeal for Hell, turned his hobby into work. For fifty years, as constant as ever, he managed to become the Hell expert of the Magic Department, heading a secret department, and was close with several Legendary Mages.
Rumors suggest, he’s on very good terms with the Queen.
Wayne felt chills, "Maybe we should just leave it be, what if it uncovers something else? We’re already under a constitutional monarchy; we’re not Frank, no need to become a republic."
Wayne felt the current state of the country was good. He was the heir to a major capitalist, clinging to the Queen’s coattails; the Queen’s wish was his command. He certainly did not want to follow in the footsteps of the neighboring Frank and send the Monarch to the Execution Platform.
"That may be so, but if there’s a powerful Devil in Lundan, even a possibility, I must check it out," Austin said, giving Wayne a sidelong glance. He would report this matter to the minister — how to go about the investigation would be the minister’s call.
In private, he would conduct a discreet inquiry, and if anything seemed amiss, he would immediately cease.
"There’s another matter that I’m particularly concerned about," Wayne mentioned.
Wayne said, "I met a superior from MI6 at the airport, he told me that MI6 only lays off staff, never allows resignations, and he also wants me to actively cooperate, continue feeding Frank false information."
Wayne didn’t want to have any association with the past, but the head of MI6 came from the Tulip Family and held quite a bit of clout in the military; he was curious to hear what the old social trash thought.
"I can help with that, and it’s not like you’d lose anything."
At the mention of foreign affairs, Austin immediately became patriotic, "Our Windsor and Frank have a century-old friendship; our foreign political strategy has always been offshore balancing. A strong Frank is not good for us, on the contrary, a Frank lying sick in bed is worth this friendship."
You wouldn’t think so when this sick man surrenders!
Wayne rolled his eyes, "Fine, I will assist MI6 by transmitting false information, but also do me a favor, have MI6 settle my salary and while you’re at it, fire me, so that from now on, as an unofficial civilian, I can contribute to the country and the Queen with love."
Austin couldn’t help but chuckle, teasing, "That big star partner of yours is quite pretty, can you bear to part with her?"
"It’s fine, I have someone prettier now," Wayne replied, touching his chin, his answer truthful.
Speaking of beauty, the High Priest of the Moonlight Church is like wow, impeccable in looks and figure, even more perfect transformed into an elf; Wayne had yet to meet a woman more beautiful than her.
Austin’s face darkened, "Veronica went to Fasker City as well."
"Hmm."
"Don’t let her get involved too much next time."
"I’ll handle it properly, let her see enough but not everything."
"..."
Austin wasn’t satisfied with this answer; he frowned and looked like he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just heaved a light sigh.
That night, Wayne stayed home for a celebration dinner.
After dinner, Veronica and Hefei whispered something to each other, then they stood by the window, beckoning Wayne over.
Pointing at the dark night sky, she declared arrogantly, "Right there, some asshole is about to fly."
Very filial, almost laughed to death.
Wayne looked forward to it, chuckling as he gazed out the window.
Tonight, he wasn’t the one to fly, someone else was.
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Ten minutes later, everything was fine.
"How could this be?"
Veronica was shocked, she clearly told her mother, that old social trash and Megan had rolled in the sheets; why didn’t anyone fly out?
Is that still her mother?
"Accept it, the position of secretary is really important."
Wayne patted Veronica’s shoulder, "Austin is right, a family head can’t do without a secretary, it’s not too late for you to learn, use some trick on Mona, and she’ll obediently listen to you."
"Dream on!"
A vein throbbed on Veronica’s forehead; she was to fly on the spot—when Hefei didn’t fly, she took flight.
Boom, a human cannonball emerged.
Austin, standing before another window, clapped and laughed, while the butler Megan behind him was expressionless.
This family is rotten to the core!
If only she hadn’t been young and naive back then, fooled by the couple to return, she wouldn’t be staying in this family.
"Megan, where’s Monica?"
"Here, Young Master told me to bring it over, he hasn’t acted yet."
"Release her, and catch her again for me."
"..."
What a hassle!
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