Mystery: The All-Seeing Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 75 I Can

Olsner Street in Tingen City is brightly lit at night, noble ladies dressed in all kinds of long skirts are all in formal attire, and the men who look the same except for bow ties walk out of the carriage gracefully, arm in arm, Passing through the reporters besieged outside the door, they entered the mansion of the Upton family in the wealthy area.

He was going to participate, in the name of Alvin Stimson, but the Church of Steam used the relationship of the police to secretly assist in organizing the charity gala.

In fact, as early as three hours ago, the Mechanic Heart Team of Tingen City received a call back from the diocesan headquarters, agreeing in principle to Aiwen's request, and would help him lobby various forces and resist pressure, but could not attack the official supernatural cause disputes.

Later, due to the lack of banquet venues, Upton, who is considered a little wealthy in the Heart of the Machine team, gladly contributed the mansion on Olsner Street, so that Aiwen's plan can be carried out smoothly.

In the well-decorated and luxurious hall, waiters holding trays shuttled non-stop around the crowded corners, offering high-quality Dixie black tea or corresponding high-end drinks to VIPs who whispered or greeted each other politely.

At the same time, although no one moved, most of the various meals that would probably be wasted in the end were placed on the long tables at the edge of the venue.

"This banquet will cost at least a thousand gold pounds, and it's the kind with no return!"

In front of the high table in the corner of the hall, compared to other noble councilors chatting with each other in groups of three or four.

Aiwen, who seemed to be alone, stuffed the dessert on the plate into his mouth, turned his eyes away from the hard-working musicians, and then turned to the crowd who came to the banquet.

At this moment, a fair-skinned and elegant noble lady in a dark evening dress with a waist waist, holding a goblet with one hand, her plump buttocks swaying as she walked, came straight to his eyes.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Ivan glanced slightly in the distance. Councilor Maynard, who was communicating enthusiastically with several other nobles, swallowed the dessert in his mouth and said with a smile: "Good evening, beautiful lady, what can I do for you?" ?”

"I want to talk to you!" Mrs. Maynard shook her wine glass, no other emotions could be seen on her smiling face.

"Another lobbyist... Or, the instigator finally couldn't help but end himself?" Aiwen pointed to the chair next to him while thinking, and made a gesture of invitation.

Prior to this, after the banquet started, celebrities from all walks of life in Tingen City who were invited continued to arrive during the period.

One guest after another came to him as if they had made an appointment, and tried to persuade him to give up the idea of ​​implementing an eight-hour working day in the factory with various reasons, and even threatened directly that they would trouble him in various ways.

In the conversations that broke up like a battle of wheels, Aiwen finally discovered through observation that most of the nobles, businessmen, or city hall officials who came to act as lobbyists had the same relationship with the belated Mena. German MPs have had an intersection.

This shows that the opponent's status in Tingen City is higher than what he knows, and coupled with the inextricable connection between him and the Bloody Hand Party, it is easy to guess the role he is playing.

However, what Ai Wen didn't expect was that the wife who may represent Councilor Maynard didn't directly explain her intention of coming, but lowered her voice and shook her head slightly with a smile:

"If possible, I would like to find a quiet place to talk to you in detail."

"Which aspect are you referring to?" Ai Wen took a sip from the wine glass on the high table, and asked back pretending to be teasing.

In contrast, Mrs. Maynard was not angry, but said in general: "About your speech at the technical school."

"Speech?" Ivan raised his brows, his gaze swept across the hall again, and he didn't cast his eyes on Senator Maynard.

Seeing the other party holding a wine glass, she was walking towards a beautiful lady wearing a black gauze dress with a mature and charming overall style, her face blushing, and she coexisted with innocence.

Due to the lack of sufficient psionic energy, and his own sequence is not good at mysticism, Ivan didn't know for a while what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the elegant Mrs. Maynard in front of him.

In the end, he had no choice but to nod, guided the other party to the guest room on the second floor, turned around and closed the door and said directly:

"It's quiet enough here that you can talk about your reason for coming."

After entering the guest room, Mrs. Maynard, who had been observing the surrounding furnishings, slowly took off the silk shawl, revealing her smooth arms.

Then he sat on the sofa and took out a lady's cigarette from the exquisite handbag, motioned to Ivan, lit it up and took a slow puff.

And amidst the smog, towards Ivan, who looked a little impatient, he said with a smile and admonition:

"Men are always eager to get most things they want, especially young men like you."

After a simple connection between the past and the future, Aiwen sat across and asked indifferently:

"You mean I looked like a dumbass for my speech at the Technical School in Tingen?"

"It seems that the communication between us will not be too difficult." Mrs. Maynard smiled even more.

"So you, like them, also came to persuade me to give up the eight-hour work system?"

Under Ivan's almost scrutinizing gaze, Mrs. Maynard raised the corners of her mouth slightly and shook her fair-skinned head.

"On the contrary!"

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At the same time, Councilor Maynard in the banquet hall politely dismissed a few wealthy businessmen who stood in the way, and finally came to Mrs. Sharon whose gaze was always on the second floor.

Attracted by its unique charm, he stretched out his arms pretending to be a gentleman, and invited him expectantly:

"Dance is a measured pace, like the rhythm of poetry."

"The beautiful lady who eclipsed everyone at the banquet, can I have the honor to invite you to dance with my soul?"

Hearing the sound, Madam Sharon withdrew her gaze, looked at the potbellied Senator Maynard in front of her, a bright smile suddenly appeared on her cheek, she raised her hand to cover the corner of her mouth and said with a foolish smile:

"Does that include your wife?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Councilor Maynard nodded quickly, and expressed it very aptly with his own actions, what is called wild flowers is far more fragrant than domestic flowers.

And the other party's response made Mrs. Sharon, who had been smiling all the time, tremble in an instant, making the eyes of several noble gentlemen who were a little further away stare straight, and aroused hatred and jealousy from the female companions around her.

Leaning slightly, when the emotions calmed down, Mrs. Sharon neither rejected Councilor Maynard's invitation, nor agreed on the spot, but deliberately blinked her clear eyes like a deer at the other party, and explained apologetically:

"I'll go to the bathroom first...wait for me!"

After all, without waiting for Councilor Maynard to respond, he quickly turned and walked towards the bathroom in the corner.

While walking, his smiling face suddenly turned dark and terrifying, and at the same time, he said to himself through gritted teeth in an unrecognizable voice: "Damn cousin, you dare to grab something from me!"

On the other side, in the guest room on the second floor, Mrs. Maynard explained calmly under Ivan's slightly surprised gaze:

"If you know my other identity, maybe you can guess the purpose of my coming to you."

"To put it simply, the struggle between the various factions in the kingdom is quite fierce. Among them, the conservative faction headed by the Loen royal family occupies many seats in the House of Lords, overwhelming the reformist faction headed by the New Party."

"Although the reformers have won a lot of seats by preparing for the establishment of the Air Governance Committee and the Industrial Emissions Reduction Act, they are still at a disadvantage in the confrontation."

"So, you want to cause a change and get more benefits from it?"

Mrs. Maynard's remarks made Ivan recall that the other party's father was one of the leaders of the new party, and it was rumored that he held a pivotal position in Backlund. From this, he immediately thought of the possible purpose.

Seeing that the other party did not refute, Ivan gently blew away the lingering smoke, revealing Mrs. Maynard's well-maintained delicate cheeks that still looked fragile, and asked with great interest:

"You don't care about Senator Maynard's property in Tingen, will it be affected?"

Hearing Ivan mention her husband, Mrs. Maynard seemed to recall some uncomfortable things. After her face became a little stiff, she said calmly:

"What you gain has what you lose. If you can get more seats in the House of Lords, this loss is nothing."

"Of course, the reformists in the early stage will not provide you with any help. If you can get out of Tingen and develop the factory to Backlund, you will be eligible for cooperation."

"Besides, the purpose of my coming here is to tell you..."

Having said that, Mrs. Maynard paused, and put the lady's cigarette in the ashtray.

After a little hesitation, he suddenly moved his white and tender fingers again, gently covering the back of Ai Wen's hand that was placed flat on the table, and said in a low voice:
"What the reformists can't give you for the time being, I can!"

"You shameless bitch!"

Before Mrs. Maynard could finish her sentence, the door of the guest room was suddenly pushed open, and at the same time, there was a deep and depressing roar.

(End of this chapter)