Volume 1: Raging Waves City Chapter 143 Secret House
Mrs. Michelle repeated to Luke, who was now in a clear state of mind, what Luke had said to her during the day.
“…
This is Inspector Meteorite’s plan. He believes that Viscount Isklan will stand on our side. I can only choose to believe it.
It would be in the best interests of all of us ."
Luke replied: "Okay... after you find the person, make a plan and let me know when you are going to act.
Anything else?
Seeing Qingkong wanted to leave, Mrs. Michelle asked: "How did you become the magic professor of Oulu College? We all know that you had a battle with Dean Wilred. Was that a show you put on to deceive Virgil?"
"It's true that I had a fight with Dean Wilred, and he hired me to teach magic at Oulu College later. As for the inside story... we have an agreement, and I can't tell you without the Dean's permission.
You can rest assured that the dean has no intention of attacking Raging Waves City. If he wants power, he doesn't need to go through me, he can just sit in the position of speaker directly."
"Yes, if Dean Wilred wants to go into politics, everyone in the city will welcome him, including me. I just want to ask, after wiping out this group of Abyss Mages, is it possible to convince Oulu College to set up a Battle Mage Department in the City Government Hall..."
Luke considered Mrs. Michelle's proposal seriously.
"I can convey your proposal to Dean Wilred, but I don't think he will agree. The consistent tenet of the Oulu College is to remain politically neutral, and this is also a self-protection measure of the college."
Mrs. Michel knew that her proposal would be difficult to be approved by the Oulu College, so she turned to another idea: "I want to set up a secret society. Are you interested in joining?"
"Secret Club? It's probably hard for a private esoteric club to become large-scale!"
"You're right! Due to the privacy of secret arts, it's difficult for a private secret house to expand unless it has the support of a big force. I didn't intend to make my secret house too successful, but... some ladies are very interested in the secret arts, especially when they know that you have mastered many secret arts and have the most precious treasure in the secret arts, the Book of Disaster."
Luke took a sip of his tea and nearly spit it out.
She began to think that Michelle had some ambition to create a secret house to compete with the Temple of the Abyss.
I didn't expect... Isn't this just a sorority in disguise?
Not to mention, women are very interested in such mysterious things. The secret technique itself is full of extremely strong mystery, and the potential unknown stimulation will definitely attract those celebrities who have been bored to death.
"I'm not good at this kind of situation."
"It doesn't matter... Trust me, there is no one in this world who is easier to deal with than this group of women. All you need to attend is a party held in the name of the occult."
"Okay, I'll try."
If you want to make Clear Sky famous, you need a certain amount of exposure. Luke doesn't know if he can handle those ordinary gatherings, but for the occult gatherings... maybe he can give it a try.
Mrs. Michelle was very happy: "Welcome to join the Qingkong Secret House..."
"This is a really shady secret house."
Luke's words made Mrs. Michelle burst into laughter: "It is indeed a very shady secret house. Oh... I remember that Inspector Meteorite has a commission and hopes you can help him catch someone..."
After Mrs. Michelle finished explaining the commission, Luke asked, "This commission seems to be beyond the scope of our cooperation?"
"Yes, this is indeed beyond the scope . But now Inspector Meteor's interests coincide with ours, and Yomington is obviously here for the Virgil incident.
If Virgil is released, he will overturn everything we have done. You are the strongest fighter on our side, and only you can complete this commission. My husband has made some interesting accessories for your steam locomotive, which can strengthen the Glory of the Republic. "
Michelle knew that Qingkong liked her steam locomotive very much, so she catered to his preferences.
Luke agreed and said, "I'll take this commission. Please give me some mysterious props."
"You can take whatever you want... I got a few of the mysterious props you asked me to collect last time. They are all with Wen Lisa."
At this time, Sandpaper was sitting on the edge of a building, with her legs stretched out and swinging alternately. Under the moonlight, she looked cute with a hint of weirdness.
A mechanical voice sang: "She is the most beautiful girl. In a stone castle, she sleeps alone every night. No sound that can wake up the dead can wake her up..."
The singing stopped abruptly, Sandpaper turned over and jumped up, and a long leg in black stockings swept past where she had just sat .
Sandpaper in the air instantly entered combat mode, her hair fluttered and turned metallic, with invisible ripples spreading outward from the ends of her hair. She didn't need to look back, her powerful perception allowed her to accurately know the attacker's location.
With one hand she pulled out a large wrench from her tool kit and with the other she pulled out a few steel nails and shot them at the attacker's position.
Missed!
Her perception told her that the attacker had disappeared directly from where he was just now. Turning her head, she saw that there was indeed no one at that location.
Where?
Behind.
The cold chill had already touched his back, but Sandpaper's perception allowed him to detect the attacker's position in advance and dodge in time.
She rushed forward with her body suspended in the air, then lowered her body and flipped forward, trying to see who the attacker was.
Gone again!
Sandpaper was scared. She had never been in such a situation before. The attacker had attacked her twice, and she didn't even know what the attacker looked like.
Behind me again!
Sandpaper turned and retreated, but she had just moved half a meter when she was forcibly pulled back to her original position and a knife was placed on her shoulder.
This time Sandpaper finally saw the attacker clearly.
Female elf, short green hair, space movement, time travel.
It's a clear sky!
Sandpaper asked calmly, "Are you the helper that Inspector Meteorite found for me?"
Luke put the knife back into the sheath and said to Sandpaper, who was only as tall as Qingkong's chest: "You have high perception, fast reaction, agility, and strong combat awareness. If I hadn't used the time and space skills, it would have taken me a little longer to defeat you.
All your bones have been replaced with alchemical metals."
Sandpaper floated back and asked warily, "How did you know?"
"Because I also know the secret technique of replacing bones, but I have never used it. I can't imagine the pain of pulling bones out of the body bit by bit. The fact that you survived, in addition to luck, also means that you have a strong soul.
I like you very much!
You are not able to exert your full strength yet... Do you want to become stronger?
Never let tragedy happen to you again, and protect the people you want to protect."
