Mythology Rebooted Chapter 429

Veronica didn’t speak. If she could act, she wouldn’t bother with idle chatter. She forcefully suppressed Willy on the couch.

As before, Willy was quick to admit fault, resolute in not changing, and kept insisting that she arrived first.

Sir Wayne nodded to himself, indeed, Willy had arrived first. At that time, she was a big fellow with twin ponytails and a sailor shirt, always ready to bump into someone.

The farce ended with a card game.

Investigation team leader Wayne gathered everyone in the dining room. Fasker City has a long history and culture and allowed all staff to take three paid days off. Eat what you want, play what you want, all expenses are covered by the Magic Department. Whoever dares to skimp is picking a fight with me, Lord Wayne.

Additionally, if anyone discovers any clues during their time off, and after verification, they are found useful, they can receive a special bonus.

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Sandy was dumbfounded and grabbed the hastily departing Denise, "Sir Wayne, are you serious?"

"Of course, there must be brave men under great rewards. My promise is not only valid for our own people but also for the servants of the Snow Family."

Sandy suddenly understood and praised Wayne for his wisdom, expressing her admiration for the excellent genes of the Lando Family.

Another blind person!

With this intelligence, she could serve as the Queen’s Secretary Officer.

"Oh right, upon first meeting the two ladies, I haven’t given you anything. Here is a belated welcome gift, please don’t refuse." Wayne pulled out two gems from his pocket, one for each of the aunt and niece.

"Sir Wayne, this is too valuable."

Sandy politely refused, pulling, pulling... pulling her hand out of Wayne’s grasp.

"There’s no need to refuse. Last night, the Snow Family bribed me, even sending the young mistress to seduce me. I’ve taken the blame voluntarily." Wayne caught Sandy’s hand, winking and passing the two gems over.

Sandy was stunned. By the time she came to her senses, Sir Wayne had already left with his three secretaries.

"Aunt, what is Sir Wayne doing? Doesn’t he know you’re the Queen’s Secretary Officer?"

"Uh, he might be doing it on purpose..."

Sandy’s eyelids twitched, and she solemnly warned her niece, "Denise, this man is very dangerous. Remember to stay away from him. Don’t get curious."

"Aunt, he’s never approached me. You’re the one who should stay away from him, right?" Denise pouted.

"Uh, he must be doing it on purpose..."

Sandy gave a sheepish smile. Indeed, Sir Wayne didn’t make a move on the younger woman but showed her a few attentions instead.

Really? Could the little playboy handle it?

At the same time on Wayne’s side, Secretary Mona was driving, and at Wayne’s request, they first took a tour around Fasker City.

Fasker is a port city, with very developed shipping and shipbuilding industries. The Titanic, which was said to never sink, was built here.

"Boss, there’s a car that’s been following us. Should we shake it off?"

Mona glanced at the rear-view mirror. Two sedans had been tailing them since they left the hotel, not even bothering to hide their pursuit.

"No need, let them follow."

Wayne leaned back in the rear seat, "I sent a professional intelligence officer to gather information. By now, it should have already reached the Snow Family’s domain."

"Who?" Veronica next to him wondered aloud.

The seating arrangement in the back was quite interesting: Mona was driving, the passenger seat was empty, and Veronica was sitting in the middle of the back seat, separating Wayne and Vivi.

Not saying it aloud, but the body is quite honest, knowing how to guard its food.

"It’s the dog I brought with me."

"It’s an intelligence officer?"

Curious, Veronica asked, "Come to think of it, that dog seemed a bit off. It gave off a weird vibe, too smart."

"It’s not an ordinary dog, it’s a Magical Being, with a very keen nose."

"Keener than your dog’s nose?" Veronica mocked.

"Hmm, keener than my pooch," Wayne admitted.

Veronica punched the air, feeling rather uncomfortable with nowhere to direct her feelings, and continued, "Where did you get such a dog, and why haven’t I seen it before?"

"There’s a lot you haven’t seen. I have many magical pets: cats, dogs, people, horses."

As if I’d believe you, always deceiving naive girls!

Disbelieving, Veronica pressed, "Answer my question. Where did you get such an incredible dog, did Mister Lando give it to you?"

Wayne candidly replied, "The Magic Department has lots of gadgets. Making a person isn’t a problem, let alone a dog. There’s too much involved, those who know, know; those who don’t, it’s better off not explicitly said. I’d advise you not to dig too deep."

Veronica nodded, more filthy stuff, as always.

"Boss, where do we head to next?"

"To the Snow Family’s domain. If I’m not wrong, there will certainly be Devils there," Wayne said with a serious face.

"You said there weren’t any last night, didn’t you?"

"That was because I hadn’t arrived. Now that I’m here, the Devils show up."

Wayne made no attempt to hide it: "The Snow Family got the message early and cleaned up the evidence in advance. Sure, digging deep could unearth something, but it’s time-consuming and wastes manpower. If the Queen finds out, she’ll think this Lord isn’t capable and not worth fostering."

"So, you’re framing them?" Veronica’s eyes widened in surprise.

"You can’t put it that way. Framing presumes the other party is a good person, which the Snow Family clearly is not. This is fighting evil with evil, the way of the underworld is like that..."

"Even if the Snow Family were good people, the Queen demands a thorough investigation. Tasked with the royal command, I’d have to dig deep and uncover something," Wayne said.

Wayne glanced at Veronica and laughed, "Does it make you uncomfortable, the means being too sinister?"

"This is nothing. Austin is far more devious than I am. I’ve learned it all from him." Wayne sighed, reflecting on the endless journey of learning. There was still so much more to pick up on the road to becoming societal trash.

And you’re even proud of it!

Veronica turned her head away, no longer wanting to listen to these things. Her inner convictions began to waver. She didn’t belong in this circle; maybe Mister Lando was right...

There’s nothing bad about being Wayne, the heir of the Lando Family.