I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 489

Alice, unwilling to give up, carefully sensed the surroundings again, but the result was still the same, so she had no choice but to return to the villa.

She returned to the restaurant with a heavy heart.

"They can actually do this..."

Alice murmured in disbelief.

"For them, it's easier to just cut things off than to go through the trouble of navigating relationships in human society."

Su Fan stirred the wontons floating in the bowl with a spoon and said in a low voice.

"But you'll have to be careful after this."

While gathering information, their own information was also being leaked. The secret cult already knew that Su Fan's side had a member with profiling abilities.

They might use this as a basis to set a trap for Alice later.

"The female corpse was placed in the trunk?! Why didn't they say anything about something this serious?"

Jamie finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

He had just gotten up, washed up, and gotten into the car. On the way there, he was still thinking about how Alice would deal with the female corpse and Old John, but he didn't expect that she would put that thing directly in the trunk.

If she suddenly does something strange again, I, sitting in the back seat, will be the first to suffer.

"It seems you don't fully understand your old friend's capabilities."

Alice smiled mysteriously.

"Sitting before you is the Demon God Undertaker who slaughtered multiple demon gods, the sharp-tongued antique appraiser who once drove people to the brink of paralysis with anger, the Lord of Storms and Thunder who is revered by American superhumans to the point that no one dares to call him by his name, the one who thwarted the conspiracy of the secret cult, suppressed the eerie gray fog, nailed the monster of the secret cult to death with a single sword, redefined the upper limit of superhuman strength, and shocked Britain—Su Fan, Su Zhenren."

Alice rattled off words like a menu, each one a testament to the extraordinary nature of the young man before her.

Even if someone is just seeking fame and fortune, having so many titles proves that they have some real skills, let alone Su Fan, who would never stoop to doing so.

In just one year, the person who had gone deep into the town with him to break the family curse had become such an extraordinary figure.

Before Jamie could even process what was happening, he heard even more astonishing information.

"His aura permeated the area around the villa, making it impossible for any evil spirits or vengeful ghosts to exist within this region. It's like a vampire in a movie being burned away by sunlight in the blink of an eye. There's absolutely no possibility of him coming back to life."

Alice casually used a metaphor.

Her words reminded Jamie of the sword aura that enveloped the ruins of the building.

It turned out to be the case.

"You can keep this corpse here for now. A medieval corpse should have decomposed immediately. It's only been preserved until now because of its resentment. Now that it's been purified, it will probably disappear soon..."

“I have seen your work progress, and you haven’t wasted any funds.”

Su Fan saw through the other party's little scheme and waved his hand speechlessly.

"When you leave later, take some new talismans with you, more than enough for two people. You can also take some pills."

"The white jade bottle contains the Youth Preservation Pill you need, while the green one contains pills that can repair minor injuries. Just take whichever you prefer."

Jamie hasn't fully mastered his own Qi yet; he's just an ordinary person who knows some folk exorcism techniques and is a bit stronger.

For the former, talismans remain the best means of protection.

Su Fan has already tested the elixir for toxicity and found that it will not cause adverse reactions. However, the efficacy of the medicine is still uncertain. Alice needs to try it to make it easier to adjust the prescription and the ratio of medicinal materials later.

"Understood, boss."

Alice suddenly put on a serious face and saluted Su Fan.

The latter only felt helpless.

This vampire, who has lived for hundreds of years, hasn't fully developed such an overpowered ability to foresee the future. Not only does he mostly rely on luck and timing, but the visual information he sees is also extremely limited.

Hopefully, this experience of walking a tightrope against the enemy will help her truly understand her strengths and weaknesses, and encourage her to put more effort into developing her abilities.

"By the way, boss, is it possible for Theresa to stay at the manor temporarily?"

Alice's sudden suggestion brought to a halt the ongoing sounds of eating, which had been filling the background of the conversation.

Theresa slurped the noodle roll with soup still clinging to her lips into her mouth.

Weren't they talking about curses? How did they get onto me?

"Don't be ridiculous. Theresa is a papal commissioner invited by the British government and has her own place to live."

Su Fan wasn't unwilling; on the contrary, he found it quite appealing to live under the same roof as this lovely Romanian village girl, seeing her all the time.

But let's set aside whether the bishop's explanation is reasonable or not.

The current situation is complex. Getting too close to Theresa would make outside forces think that Su Fan has a secret cooperation with the Holy See, which would alert the enemy.

Whether in British politics or among aristocratic families, there are cult members who seize every opportunity to attack and incite secular forces to oppose them.

The situation is not unsolvable, but the accumulation of one problem after another is truly frustrating.

Su Fan simply didn't have the time or patience.

"But the staff in London didn't seem to care about her as much as you think."

Alice gave a brief description of the inn where Theresa was staying, which made Su Fan frown.

He looked at Jamie, and seeing the latter nod, Su Fan chuckled.

"interesting."

The special envoys invited by the government were having trouble even with basic necessities like food, clothing, and shelter. It was obvious that the government was only treating them differently because the bishops and their entourage had left.

It's true that Theresa is used to the austere life within the Vatican, but that doesn't mean the other party can arrange such accommodations without asking her wishes.

"Have Emilia investigate what exactly happened. Make sure the people in charge of reception make sure they vomit up everything they ate."

Ron, standing to one side, had a cold expression.

She never forgot her and her family's place in Su Fan's eyes.

The Mayfair family exists to handle these mundane affairs.

A text message briefly explaining the situation was edited and sent to Emilia's private number.

Before long, the long-dormant Mayfair family division began to stir again.

This colossal entity, now temporarily at peace, reveals its terrifying foundation built over a century of operation in Britain.

Its message flows freely throughout the city.

The phone calls went on and on until someone picked up the receiver on a landline in an apartment building.

He held a wine glass, from which emanated a rich and fragrant aroma that was truly delightful.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Lyon?"

"It's me. May I ask who you are?"

The man who answered the phone, named Leon, was slightly drunk but had not lost his ability to think.

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, he lowered his guard.

"Who I am is not important; what is important is that you seem to be in big trouble now."

(End of this chapter)