Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 125 - 88 Invitation_2

Chapter 125: Chapter 88 Invitation_2

Sidney’s estate definitely had more than this petty cash, Philark surmised that there were other surprises elsewhere in the manor and shared this guess with Wayne.

Wayne transferred the property and kept only the cash for the Butler to manage everyday expenses. He would leave the surprises for Ah Bin to deal with, as the latter was an expert at digging.

Back at the dining table, the three girls were not very interested in the tumbling hotpot, nor did they show much enthusiasm for the clear broth.

At least they weren’t as obsessed with it as Wayne had imagined, eating to the point of bursting.

It wasn’t related to taste, just a simple matter of eating habits.

As the four of them ate and chatted, Wayne apologized to Chris for being absent in Lundan and missing her birthday party.

The birthday party was trivial, the issue was his following of the Nature Goddess.

The thought of this couldn’t bring Chris any joy, she feigned indifference and congratulated Wayne on finding a great teacher.

"By the way, Veronica told me you’ve prepared a lot of textbooks. I’m still at the beginner stage of magic, could you please continue to guide me?" Wayne asked with sincerity.

"It’s possible, but would your teacher have any objections?"

"My teacher is very busy and I’ve been studying on my own all this time. If you can help, that would be really great."

"Pervert!"

An accurate and pertinent comment inserted itself into the conversation, but it didn’t affect Chris’s reply. She had once promised Wayne to coach him in the basics of magic.

"Wayne, look here."

Verily picked up a banana from the small dining table, peeled it, and began to eat it sideways. Wayne didn’t understand, and his table mates Veronica and Chris were equally puzzled.

"Is there a particular reason for eating it this way?" Wayne wondered.

"I read it in a book. This is how a lady should eat." Verily said proudly.

It’s just like you, still the same flavor!

A corner of Wayne’s mouth twitched, and with Verily’s hint, he immediately understood the implication.

Girl, I told you a dirty joke to see your shy and cute face, not for you to tell an even dirtier one.

Plus, I hadn’t even started yet!

Veronica and Chris were still confused, but seeing Verily winking and Wayne just keeping his head down eating, they got even more curious.

Stop guessing and just tell us already!

Veronica picked up a banana and began eating it sideways as well, attempting to decipher the mystery behind it.

After a moment of thought, Chris suddenly had a realization. She tugged Veronica’s sleeve and whispered the reason to her.

Stop eating it, you look like an idiot!

Veronica’s face turned red instantly, and she angrily stuck the banana onto her plate. Verily, experienced in this, saw the turn of events and promptly made her escape.

Unfortunately, she was defeated in the living room and was pinned down on the sofa by Veronica.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Wayne come save me, my arm is about to break!"

"Hmph, no one can save you today, dare you to do it again?"

"I dare."

"..."

"Ahhh————"

This is what happens when a normal girl encounters a Dragon Blood Girl.

Wayne watched Verily in amazement; she knew one hundred and eight ways to infuriate Veronica, with her around, Wayne didn’t even need to speak, he had endless entertainment just sitting there.

...

Living room.

Philark set down his red tea and excused himself. As a professional Butler, he knew when he should appear and when he should not.

On the two couches, Veronica and Verily were tussling, while Wayne and Chris simultaneously picked up their red tea, their action of blowing on it in sync. In this scene, the two of them looked more like a married couple than lovers.

Across from them, two mischievous kids.

Wayne took a bottle of red wine from the liquor cabinet, feeling cheerful that evening, he inquired if anyone wanted a cup of an adult’s drink.

"Pervert!"

Except for Verily who was willing to go along, the other two declined.

Wayne shrugged his shoulders and put the red wine back in the liquor cabinet. Actually, he didn’t like drinking much either, it was just that the atmosphere had been right and it felt like an opportunity.

Without the aid of alcohol, the two reserve programs Wayne was greatly looking forward to were lackluster, with no highlights throughout the whole two hours, and he didn’t strip off a piece of clothing.

Boring!

"So much fun!"

At ten o’clock in the evening, Verily, who had been losing the whole time, remained unfazed and amused. Chris glanced at the time, it was late, and she had to return to the school dormitory.

Veronica, who had been winning, was also preparing to leave. Verily wasn’t very happy; she wanted to continue, preferably until midnight.

"But, in a little while, the school..."

"It’s okay, tonight I’m planning to stay here. It would be great if Kris could stay with me." Vivi clung to her schoolmate’s arm, pleading.

Kris couldn’t withstand the soft persistence and turned to Wayne with an awkward glance, who nodded seriously, "Vivi is right, it’s not safe to walk at night. I’ll let the butler prepare two guest rooms immediately. From now on, these two rooms will be kept vacant just for you both, and remember to bring some daily necessities next time."

"Wayne is so great."

Oh please, I should be thanking you for the assist!

Veronica: (눈‸눈)

Traitor!

We agreed to come and leave together, why change your mind?

Also, has anyone asked whether she wants to stay overnight?

"Veronica, are you going back tonight? It’s getting late, at least give your family a call if you’re not returning." Wayne took the initiative to speak.

"Hmph, pervert!"

Veronica rolled her eyes at Wayne, "Where’s the phone?"

"In the study."

Wayne stood up and began showing the three beautiful girls around the large house: "I guess you’ll be coming often, so I’ll show you around. It may look quiet here, but there’s one good thing – there’s no elder lecturing, and you can run around in the corridor in pajamas barefoot without any problems."

"That’s awesome, I’m moving in tomorrow," Vivi said with great joy.

"Er, that might be a problem... "

Wayne’s eyelid twitched, not because he had an issue but because the guys wouldn’t like it.

If Vivi really moved in, the house would fall apart the next day, in the literal sense.

————

The night passed without incident, calm and peaceful.

The maid drove the three beautiful girls away and then headed to Commercial Street to move house. When she returned in the afternoon, she brought Wayne a black invitation letter.

The seal on the back bore the stamp of the White Glove Association.

Wayne opened the invitation envelope, and inside was a letter, along with a check and a boat ticket each.

[Dear Mister Wayne, we have received your application for membership]

[It is our great honour to inform you that you have passed the review. You are now a member of our White Glove Detective Association, but the member rank is currently unavailable...]

Wayne read on, and the letter’s meaning was quite simple. Although he had passed the review, he had not been audited, and the White Glove Association could revoke his membership at any time.

Without the Association’s certification, detectives miss out on numerous benefits. One of the most tangible is the difficulty in receiving high-quality commissions from the nobility and the wealthy.

Simply put, a significant drop in income.

To get better commissions, one has to increase their membership rank. The White Glove Association doesn’t require cash for leveling up; there’s no window for recharging to upgrade membership. The only way to increase the rank is by completing commissions.

The letter arranged a commission for Wayne: the location was on Dragonheart Island in the North Sea. The client was a local tycoon’s family, and the task was to investigate the truth behind the tycoon’s accidental death.

Wayne could refuse. He would be seen as automatically forfeiting by mailing back the boat ticket and check. Upon receipt of his letter, the White Glove Association would also revoke his membership.

But if Wayne chose to take the boat to Dragonheart Island and successfully completed the commission, not only would his membership rank rise, but he would also receive an additional payment via check.

"What a mysterious organization, this White Glove Association must be no ordinary group."

Wayne was intrigued and impressed by the check with a value of twenty thousand Xianling, even the advance payment was astonishing; one could only imagine what the final payment might be.

Wayne’s interest deepened.

The twenty thousand Xianling was second thought; Sidney’s inheritance was enough to allow him to live comfortably for a very long time, not to mention the imminent launch of stockings; juggling three ventures was more than enough.

The key lay in the membership rank of the White Glove Association. Wayne was both curious and tempted to find out what kind of commissions he could get if he reached the highest level.

Wayne felt tempted, but out of caution, he inquired with the all-knowing butler.

"Philark, do you know about Dragonheart Island?"

"It is an island in the North Sea with a highly developed fishing industry, a suitable climate, and beautiful scenery, including a primeval jungle waiting for planning, which is said to be under development for tourism," Philark didn’t disappoint Wayne and seemed to know a little about everything.

"Is it safe?"

"There can be storms during winter, which sound like the roaring of a Giant Dragon."

"Do you know about the White Glove Association?"

"I know a bit. It’s an organization officially recognized and sometimes even recruited for investigations by intelligence agencies."

"Oh, elaborate on that please. What kind of investigations does the intelligence agency usually commission?"

"Generally, the commissions from intelligence agencies are related to foreign spies."

"..."

Wayne’s mouth twitched at the corner; he felt a bit guilty lately and didn’t want to hear the word "spy."