Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 680 - 277 Heavenly Father is an Ancient God_3

"Hmph!"

Veronica stepped aside to let him pass, warning Wayne not to do anything weird to the Princess, and if she found out, he was as good as dead.

"As a member of the Tulip Family, your first thought upon hearing that the Princess was imprisoned wasn’t to save her but to make sure your fiancé didn’t get the short end of the stick. So loyal indeed," Wayne grumbled in disbelief.

Just like Austin, so was Veronica. Turns out not only the entire Magic Department is full of blockheads, but the Tulip Family too is cut from the same cloth.

Poor Queen, Austin was her first love!

Veronica looked away: "The Princess is Mister Lando’s daughter, so she’s not in danger of losing her life in your hands. No need for me to save her."

Keep up that misunderstanding!

"But, if one day the Princess becomes Queen, and she has an illegitimate child with you, I won’t be as generous as my mother." Veronica’s gaze lingered ominously on the area between Wayne’s legs.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss———"

Frightened, Wayne bolted out the door and a few seconds later, brought the door back in.

...

Wayne Manor.

The Princess stuff can wait. ’Elizabeth’ the Princess herself has always been here. It’s her Knight, Juno, who’s missing, and no one seems to care.

Even if the Queen finds out, she won’t make a big public search. Who knows, she might even send Austin to investigate secretly.

Queen: Oh no, Austin, the daughter I bore you is missing!

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A minor issue, shove it to the side for now.

Wayne enjoyed the hearty breakfast prepared by Chris, announced that his mission was successfully completed, and that Velie had found her parents, which was a cause for celebration.

Afterwards, he explained why he hadn’t come home last night. The Lando Family had been attacked in a theater alley and nearly became a certain ’six-legged in the morning, two-legged at night’ tragic creature.

Chris listened to the whole story and was utterly downcast.

Velie already liked Wayne, and now even more so. The same went for Veronica, convinced that Wayne hadn’t come home last night because Veronica had ’thanked’ him all the night.

Why must you be so outstanding? Can’t you just be more mediocre?

As Chris cleared the plates, she thought if only Wayne were more mediocre, she wouldn’t have so many troubles.

On second thought, if he were too mediocre, the four of them would’ve been doomed in Caforno Town.

Being outstanding is no good, and neither is being mediocre; it’s a no-win situation, an unsolvable problem.

"These days I will be busy with a very important job, away during the day, and I’ll need to work overtime in the evenings..."

"Are you going to Lando Manor or to The Church?" Chris asked, still dejected.

"Neither, it’s really work."

Wayne looked at her with a tender heart, held her in his embrace, and sweet-talked her for a while, then chuckled, "Why did you put your hair up? That hairstyle keeps reminding me of the lady of Wayne Manor. It suits you so well!"

A strike to the heart!

Chris grinned sweetly: "The butler thought so, too. He had professional designers create a hairstyle for me and found a personal tutor, one of those very old-fashioned grandmothers, to teach me about noble etiquette."

"That sounds just like him, so professional!" Wayne nodded eagerly.

Seeing that Wayne didn’t object and accepted her new role as the lady of the house, Chris felt thrilled and decisively pushed aside her unhappiness.

"Oh, and I even visited Secretary Mona at the Detective Agency a few days ago," Chris murmured as she lay in Wayne’s arms.

"You do what you think is best, but one thing, do not bully Mona. She’s as gentle as you are," Wayne inwardly groaned, thinking that love was indeed a fearsome thing if even the kind-hearted Chris had learned to take the initiative.

What next, will the trio of besties put on a full-blown fight?

Hope not, they couldn’t beat Philomena even if they all joined forces.

Feeling completely accepted by her beloved, Chris contentedly shared her recent changes.

Philark funded the academic research team that Lady Chris was part of, confirming the rumors at the university that Chris was indeed being kept by a wealthy man.

She wouldn’t be traveling back and forth between school and Wayne Manor, having more freedom with her time, and getting to spend more hours learning magic from Philomena.

Ah, this!

Wayne’s scalp tingled; the situation seemed a bit risky. He had to think of some patches to apply before a version update caught him off guard.

"The butler told me that as the lady of the house, I should try to stay out of public view as much as possible and consider turning my hobby into a job, maybe trying to become a writer," Chris said hopefully.

"Who says the lady of the house can’t be out in public? That’s not the right way to put it," Wayne blinked, recalling that Chris had a hobby of writing novels.

According to Veronica, Chris excelled at detective novels with tight plots, concise and to-the-point narration, grand scales in storytelling, imaginatively unfettered ideas, and plain narrative without beating around the bush. As for detective novels, the clues are hidden between the lines and the fragmented information merits rereading.

To translate that, the content is limited, the setting rough, the details lacking, the logic utterly nonsensical, and the style too childish for even a primary schooler. Talking only about detective novels, there’s a ridiculous scarcity of valuable information, and one couldn’t guess the truth no matter how many times they reread.

For Veronica to mercilessly tease Chris, who is her admired bright moonlight, indicates just how daunting it is for Chris to become a great writer.

But with novel writing, participation is key, and Wayne offered his support anyway.

As long as he bought many copies, Chris’s novels wouldn’t have to worry about sales!

With Wayne’s support and encouragement, Chris solidified her dream as a novelist and planned to start writing that very night: "Wayne, when do you go to work?"