75: Chapter 67 My Bank Manager Father_2 75: Chapter 67 My Bank Manager Father_2 “Why have you suddenly returned to Lundan, not afraid some big shot would drop you into a cement barrel and sink you into the river?” Veronica wondered.
She felt it necessary to remind Wayne that the big shot in Lundan wielded tremendous influence, and even Mister Lando hadn’t made any headway in three months, suggesting that it was very likely a member of the Royal Family.
“No need to worry, someone has already smoothed things over with that big shot for me.”
“Impossible, even he…”
Disbelieving, Veronica frowned, “Let’s hear it then, who is it?
Wayne, don’t say I didn’t warn you, there’s no such thing as love without reason, be careful the other party doesn’t harbor ill intentions.”
“It’s my teacher, she taught me magic and inducted me into the halls of magic.”
“What, you’ve got a teacher now, and she’s a woman, is she pretty?” Veronica was shocked.
“As a student, I shouldn’t comment on my teacher’s appearance, but she is indeed very beautiful, almost perfectly so,” Wayne praised Hefei without stint.
“Then be careful, a mage so beautiful and powerful has no reason to look after you so closely without an ulterior motive, who knows, she might sacrifice you one day.”
Veronica curled her lips, “Mister Lando once said, the prettier the woman, the more deceptive she is, you think she hasn’t deceived you, perhaps it’s because you’re smitten with her beauty.”
What, have you stopped being a Lando and become a Zhang instead?
Wayne rolled his eyes, “Don’t talk nonsense, I have a lot of respect for my teacher.”
“Then what about the promise you made to Kriss, you said you’d join the Moonlight Church.”
“Well, my teacher is a follower of the Nature Goddess, so from now on, we’re both followers of the Nature Goddess,” Wayne shrugged, it was wrong of him to go back on his word, but Kriss was generous and would surely forgive him.
Blinking, Veronica, faced with Wayne’s disdainful look, blushed and retracted her previous valuation of the female mage; no conspiracy, no sacrifices, since she worshipped the Nature Goddess, she must be a good person.
“Then what about the promise I made to Kriss, I said I’d join the Moonlight Church,” Wayne said, turning the tables.
“What’s that got to do with me, I didn’t promise…”
Veronica muttered under her breath, cleverly changing the topic, “What’s the name of that graceful lady?
She must be doing something even Mister Lando cannot, surely she’s famous, perhaps I even know her.”
“I shouldn’t reveal that, my teacher has been recently beset with troubles and doesn’t want me to tell others I’m her student.
You’ve seen it, I’ve been obedient, staying inside, haven’t gone anywhere, and I haven’t even contacted you guys by phone.”
Hearing this, Veronica didn’t press further, but she was still somewhat annoyed.
Despite her prominence in the school, idolized by many younger students and seen as a star upperclassman, she had few friends—counting them on one hand, there was only her roommate, Welly, and Kriss from the previous year.
Veronica was humble and courteous, never forgetting her noble elegance, which made her seem approachable, but after talking to her more, one would realize she wasn’t a warm person.
Her personality leaned toward being detached, obstinate, a bit scheming, and she preferred solitude.
Over time, Veronica developed a barrier that kept people at a distance.
She could be the idol of the academy, but she couldn’t become the approachable big sister the underclasswomen desired.
Her personality was shaped by her family background; her parents were in a cold war, living separately, her mother went as far as to move to Farak Paris, hence why the Dragon Blood Girl was a tad bit stronger than her peers, otherwise she would have been victimized by school bullying long ago.
Of course, that didn’t exclude the possibility that some students harbored such intentions; they just hadn’t made a move before facing the threat of a cement barrel.
Let’s put it this way, in the entire girls’ academy, only Welly and Kriss could penetrate the barrier of aloofness, with Welly being more adept, not only breaking through but also getting tussled up by Veronica.
Not long ago, Veronica tentatively defined Wayne as a friend, content with the expansion of her social circle.
Unexpectedly, Wayne had downgraded her status, placing a wild teacher above her.
Hmph, what’s so great about that, you’ve been downgraded on my side too!
“Right, since you’re back now, I’ll bring your owl over tonight.”
“So soon, can you take care of it a little longer for me?”
“It doesn’t get along with Monica, they’ve nearly fought several times,” Veronica refused.
At Veronica’s home, there was a black cat named Monica, Mister Lando’s pet, which had always been looked after by Butler Megan.
Mister Lando never did more than pet the cat, never scooping its litter, not even once.
The Snowy Owl and the black cat, both being felines due to their opposing colors, did not get along at all.
Even if housed in different villas, both cats would secretly arrange fights.
If this continued, it would eventually lead to some fatal catfight.
“Alright then, I haven’t been going out much lately, and bonding with it could be good,” Wayne lamented the pity, as there was going to be one more mouth to feed at home.
The Wayne household was no Randao Family, lacking servants to clean up after pets and without a steady supply of mouse strips or fillets to enjoy; he hoped the Snowy Owl would grow up quickly and learn to fend for itself.
“There’s another thing, have you thought about moving the Detective Agency to another location?” Veronica asked.
“Move to another location…”
Wayne pondered the question seriously and after a moment said, “I have indeed considered it.
The Detective Agency’s location is too remote; we’re not getting any big cases.
But moving to a wealthy neighborhood, I just can’t afford it right now.”
“I’ll cover the expenses.”
Veronica cut in directly.
Wayne was probably still unaware that when the Detective Agency had faced a crisis recently with the landlord coming to collect rent, she had paid off the landlord.
If she had been just two days later, Wayne would have been homeless.
“Then I have no problem, we’ll move wherever you say.”
Wayne gave a thumbs up in agreement, eating soft rice without any shame; there was no need to, when headlines in essays already read ‘My Bank President Father.’
“I will have someone scout for a location.
You can just move in when it’s time, but remember to leave a position for an assistant for me.”
“Uh, are you serious?”
Veronica nodded, her mother had returned home, but after a short while, had started arguing with Mister Lando again.
They exchanged sarcastic remarks whenever they met, not at all resembling competent parents, which irritated her and made her long for a quiet place.
The Wayne Detective Agency was a decent choice, plus she could keep up with the journal updates whenever she wanted.
It was just that the distance was too far, wasting lots of time traveling back and forth.
No such troubles with the Detective Agency relocating.
Veronica left, locking the Detective Agency’s front door from the outside.
Before she departed, she mentioned she’d send over the Owl as soon as possible, and Wayne asked her to keep his return a secret, especially from Verily and Chris.
Especially Verily, otherwise, the next day, the guys might block the door to play ‘chestnut crushing’ again.
“Sure, but you should at least give Chris an explanation.
She has been staying up late every night preparing teaching materials for your tutorial class, she’s already compiled up to fourth grade,” Veronica indicated with her hands, about this thick.
Wayne felt somewhat guilty; Chris had gone through great lengths to pull him into the Moonlight Church, but he had turned around and embraced the Nature Goddess instead.
This was certainly a Minotaur move.
Wayne didn’t want to owe anyone favors, and after some thought, he decided to give the one-on-one tutorial classes a go.
Failing to join the Moonlight Church had been a broken promise already, wasting Chris’s painstakingly prepared teaching materials would make him worse than a beast.
He had to teach the classes, no matter what.
After seeing off Veronica, Wayne continued writing his journal and waited for news from Ah Bo.
Get revenge as soon as possible, start the job as soon as possible.
Signing a contract with a Resentful Spirit allowed one to obtain the abilities of the other party; Ah Bin brought Wayne the skills of smell and Supernatural Sensing, the former still within the realm of biology, while the latter somewhat exceeded the limits of animal instincts.
Wayne suspected it had something to do with The Book of Greed, but did not rule out that Ah Bin was an exception.
So many pets had died in the shelter, but only Ah Bin had become a Resentful Spirit, showing he was special.
Ah Bo was special too.
He had a certain special blood mixed in his veins, bringing Wayne the skills of Gunmanship and Super Vision.
Super Vision allowed Wayne to see further and also see minute details that would normally require equipment, switching freely between binoculars and microscope vision.
Moreover, he could see more colors.
With Magic Power amplification, Super Vision could be further enhanced.
Gunmanship was understandable; Ah Bo, being an officer, was naturally proficient in handguns, logical and sensible, but Super Vision was harder to explain.
“Hope the next draw grants me a Steel Body…”