Restarting the myth.

Chapter 161: Solid as a rock, very powerful

Presidential suite, bathroom.

The walls are covered with off-white tiles, and above the washstand hangs an oval long mirror. The mirror surface is wide and clear, and the edge of the frame is carved with exquisite patterns. It emits a soft glow under the light, revealing elegance and romance everywhere.

From the perspective of Wayne's successor, the design of the bathroom is a mixture of modern and classical styles. It lacks both modern simplicity and classical elegance; it is a complete failure.

In his day, you could pick any hotel chain and the bathrooms had better decor.

"He's the president, and he doesn't even provide diapers..."

The best bathroom Wayne had ever seen was in Landau Manor. It was purely classical in style and extremely luxurious. Although his bathroom was also good, it was a full five hairpin turns worse than Landau's, and you couldn't even see the taillights of the car.

"What do you mean his home or my home? They are both my home. Don't say that in the future. It's too polite. You have to change your words."

Wayne lay in the spacious bathtub, the faucet running slowly, and closed his eyes as the water dripped.

The bathtub is very large, and it is no problem for three people to lie down at the same time, which guarantees the needs of high-end customers and allows the masters of the upper class to hug their mistresses in the bathtub.

On the left is the secretary, on the right is the lover, and Baby and Beibei are in line.

My wife is at home!

Five minutes later, Wayne opened his eyes, glanced at the bathroom door, and shook his head in dissatisfaction.

He thought that a female secretary in a maid outfit or swimsuit would come in tonight, carrying a makeup box and offering to give the boss a bath.

Overthinking, there is nothing.

Even if such a scene really happened, Wayne would sternly scold Mona and tell her to leave quickly and not to think about her boss's beauty all day long, but in the end they would still go their separate ways.

But the result is not important, the process is the most important. He can choose not to do it, but it would be Mona's fault if she doesn't do it.

"This bath is so boring..."

Wayne muttered quietly, put on his bathrobe and left the bathroom, not forgetting to drain the water in the bathtub before leaving.

After all, he is a pervert. What if I drink his bath water?

In the living room, Mona was sitting on the sofa watching TV, a household appliance that Wayne called an antique. He couldn't accept it, but everyone else found it entertaining.

"Boss, are you ok?"

Mona hurried into the bathroom with her clothes.

Wayne reminded: "Don't get so excited, I've already dumped the bath water."

"???!"

A string of question marks floated across Mona's mind. Halfway through, the question marks turned into exclamation marks. She suddenly realized that there was such an operation. Why didn't she think of it?

Wayne was teasing Mona seriously and laughing in his heart. Seeing the latter walk into the bathroom in annoyance, he rubbed his hands and untied his bathrobe.

After taking a shower, it’s time to get down to business!
Practice!

He threw away his bathrobe, changed into a set of trousers and shirt, and used his fingers as a comb to slick his hair back.

There is a large east-west canyon in the city of Luzerne, which is 100 meters wide. It is the natural dividing line of the city and was once a strong military location.

At first, they relied on the natural rocks of the canyon to build high castle walls that were easy to defend and difficult to attack. With the development of firearms, they were transformed into gun port fortresses.

At first glance, it looks solid and powerful.

The people also firmly believed that the fortress could withstand a million-strong army and protect the capital from ever falling.

In fact, it's just so-so. If you really want to talk about solid iron, the defense line next door is the king of kings, and the Grand Canyon Fortress is just a younger brother.

Perhaps anticipating something, an arch bridge was built in the Grand Canyon to ensure smooth marching while allowing troops to appreciate the natural beauty of the Grand Canyon from a high vantage point.

Just imagine the army marching across the bridge in a mighty manner, overlooking the lush forest below, the cheerful springs flowing at the bottom of the canyon, and the cool breeze blowing away the heat. How pleasant it would be.

These have nothing to do with Wayne. He doesn't want to march. He just wants to find a deserted place to set up a meditation circle and interact closely with his fellow villagers.

He had never dared to try the gold-level meditation array in Lundan, but now was the chance.

Wayne did not take the ancient silver coin, and Plank made a request when returning the ancient silver coin that it must not be taken out of Windsor.

The specific reason was not mentioned, but it should be the regulations of the Free Mage Alliance, or some restrictions were imposed on the ancient silver coins to ensure that even if the ancient silver coins were stolen, they could not leave Windsor.

Without the ancient silver coins, Wayne was reluctant to part with his four elemental rings, so in order to practice better, he set his sights on Fort Luzerne.

The Grand Canyon is a great place for cultivation. It doesn’t matter if you fail. Just treat it as an experiment.

If he didn't rob these elements from his fellow countrymen, they would be looted by Frankish and Prussian magicians who crossed the border illegally. Two years later, Luxembourg was annexed, and the Prussian magicians used public resources for private purposes. After a thorough plundering, this cave would definitely be destroyed.

To sum up, Wayne believed that he did not rob, and his starting point was to weaken Prussia's vitality, which was rounded off to international humanitarian aid.

After convincing himself, Wayne immediately felt no guilty and did what he said, changing his clothes and going out.

"Boss, where are you going?"

Mona poked her head out, her wet hair draped over her shoulders, and she was only wrapped in a bath towel, not caring at all about her private parts being exposed.

She didn't care about that. She was curious about what Wayne was doing out at night. She glanced suspiciously at his shirt and trousers. His hairstyle was very handsome. He didn't look like he was fighting the devil or negotiating business. He looked more like he was going out on a date.

As far as she knew, it was Wayne's first time in Luzerburg and he didn't know anyone...

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Mona thought of the mysterious woman she met in the restaurant, asked Wayne to wait a moment, finished her shower as quickly as possible, tied up her wet long hair, put on her clothes, and stood in front of Wayne.

"Boss, I'm ready, let's go out together!"

"..."

Wayne looked at Mona speechlessly, water stains running down his neck and soaking through his shirt.

"You'll have thirty seconds to shake your hair dry."

"Do it right away."

Mona closed her eyes, and a barely perceptible light rose from her body, drying away the dampness on her body.

The magic power was controlled precisely, without any leakage. Even with Wayne's powerful perception, he didn't detect any fluctuations in magic power.

It's not magic, or...

Wayne looked at the back of Mona's hand, which must have activated the power of the stigmata. He said with a hint of sourness, "You used the power of heaven as a towel, and in front of me. You are really something."

Mona lowered her head and took the scolding, pretending to be sad.

"Forget it, just follow me."

……

There is no fog in Luzel City at night, nor is it as prosperous as London. Even though it is the most influential capital city integrating economy, politics and culture, it gives Wayne a feeling of being sparsely populated at night.

This is a small country with few major cities.

Wayne's feeling was correct. The country had a total population of only 300,000. It was a small country with even fewer people. London could use any district to launch a dimensionality reduction attack.

Good thing!

Things are easier to do when there are fewer people.

Wayne took Mona away from the relatively densely populated urban area. The closer they got to the Grand Canyon, the fewer and darker the street lights became. When they walked down the steps into the Grand Canyon, the only illumination was the moon in the sky.

The moon is very round tonight.

"Boss, what are we doing here?" Mona followed Wayne closely. She didn't want to ask too many questions, but this situation couldn't help but give rise to some fantasies.

"You keep an eye on it later, and remember to remind me if someone comes over." Wayne was ready to make a big profit and run away after making the profit.

He did not answer Mona's question directly. He followed the stone steps to the uninhabited dense forest deep in the canyon. With one hand on the ground, he controlled the bushes to move away on their own, clearing an area.

Mona looked over and as the magic circle Wayne drew became clearer, she said with a strange expression, "Boss, this is illegal... right?"

"Is this true? This is how angels practice. Are you sure it's against the law?" Wayne didn't even raise his head and asked Mona to reorganize his words.

When Mona heard that it was the rule of heaven, she was fine. The laws of the world cannot apply to angels, and if there is no law enforcement power, it is not against the law.

In short, the master is right.

Two minutes later, Wayne stood in the center of the magic circle. As magic power was input, the magic circle lit up and slowly started up.

The magic power surged, and Wayne suddenly increased his magic power input. The four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind were attracted by the magic circle, like a black hole swallowing everything, and in the blink of an eye, the Grand Canyon became an elemental forbidden area. Such a large-scale elemental rampage event would definitely attract attention.

The Book of Greed swallowed the four elements in one gulp. Wayne did not stay for long. He controlled the plants to erase all traces of the spell, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, then quickly left with Mona.

I didn’t eat much, but the experimental results were good and I was able to continue in the future.

The two walked along the stone steps for three hundred meters, and before they left the Grand Canyon, they suddenly heard footsteps in front of them.

"It's so fast, the efficiency is too exaggerated!"

Wayne called it outrageous. Frank was efficient and Luzern was also efficient. You two are so awesome, why don't you use your efficiency in the right way instead of using it on surrender?

"Boss, do you want to fight?"

"No need. They have no evidence."

Wayne curled his lips and hooked his finger at Mona, who came forward foolishly, was held by his shoulders, and turned around and pressed against the tree next to her.

"Hold on to the tree, bend your waist, and lift your hips."

……

Two figures shuttled through the dense forest, scanning and carefully checking for suspicious persons.

"What's going on? Why did an elemental restricted area suddenly appear? Are there any silver mages casting spells around here?"

"There is no magical fluctuation. It should be some kind of magic item..."

The two men were dressed in robes, their figures dancing in the moonlight. They had the magical power to deflect light, and their true appearance was hazy and could not be seen clearly.

Judging from their body shapes alone, both of them are female magicians.

After a while, the swaying grass attracted their attention.

Probe! x2
In the not-so-hidden bushes, a man in a white shirt seemed to be rushing towards something with great vigor.

Because of the angle, the two didn't see clearly, but this didn't affect their imagination. It was late at night, they were a young couple, and there was no one around, looking for excitement.

"The people of Luzerburg really have fun."

"It's so obscene. They deserve not to be blessed by the goddess."

"..." x2
"Don't look at it, let's go, we still have a mission."

"Look again, I suspect they are the criminals."

"How is that possible? I'm busy! Hurry up and go. I'll inspect this area and then come back and let you continue watching, okay?"

"We'll get married when we get back... Don't talk nonsense, I didn't mean that."

"It's weird to believe you!"

The footsteps slowed down and gradually faded away. Wayne patted Mona's butt and told her to stop sticking her head out. They said it was not a good idea to stay here for long and they should go back to the hotel quickly.

"Hmm! Ah? Oh..."

Mona followed Wayne with stiff hands and feet, confusion in her eyes. Her CPU was overheated and she hadn't reacted yet.

----

On the other side, the two patrollers completed their exploration and returned to the other side of the Grand Canyon with nothing found.

The moonlight deflected, and more than a dozen figures hid in the shadows.

The woman in the lead was wearing a veil. She was the one Wayne met in the hotel restaurant. She and her companions seemed to be preparing for some ceremony in the canyon.

"Have you found anyone?"

"No, except for a few tourists and couples, there are only patrolling police and guards."

The woman was not satisfied with this answer, and instructed everyone, "This meeting is very important. Our permission to enter Lundan does not mean that the Ministry of Magic really trusts us. The test just now should be their handiwork, warning us not to have any extra thoughts."

"High Priest, I understand the truth, but why does the Ministry of Magic insist on trading in Luzel City? Wouldn't Frank be better?" An old man raised the question. He did not trust the authorities of London.

"The Ministry of Magic in Windsor is not allowed to enter Frank, and our influence in Frank is too strong. Luzel is the best choice. This is also the value of the existence of a small country..."

The woman frowned and gave a reason that she didn't quite agree with. She then said, "In any case, this transaction is of great importance. It concerns the future development of the church in Windsor. Be careful in handling it."

"Do we still need to set up the magic circle? They have drained the four elements."

"Use elemental gems to decorate it. Only when we show our strength will they learn to respect us."

The woman spoke slowly and worriedly, "The Ministry of Magic allowed the church to develop in Windsor. Happiness came too suddenly. I don't think it's a good thing. After all... once we enter, Windsor's life alliance will be unbalanced, and the long-standing tacit understanding will be broken. Only outsiders will benefit."

"High Priest, the Windsor royal family wants to use us to split the Life Alliance?"

"The alliance is not so easy to split. We have a common enemy, but the conflicts have been accumulating for a long time and will explode sooner or later."

The woman sighed. Windsor was not friendly to several churches. No matter how good the promises were, they were nothing more than bait. She did not advocate large-scale development in Windsor, but the headquarters had already made the decision and she could only follow the order.

She did not have high expectations. As the high priest of the Windsor Division appointed by the Moonlight Church headquarters, she only hoped to take steady steps and land smoothly, rather than rushing forward and being used as a tool by the royal family.

She had a premonition that with Windsor's strong desire for control, this meeting and transaction would go wrong.

----

The next day, the 28nd.

The next day after Wayne arrived in Luzel City, he finished washing up and felt very energetic. He saw Mona sitting on the sofa in a daze.

"Wake up, don't sleep anymore, the sun is shining on your butt."

Wayne pointed outside the window. It was a cloudy day with thick gray clouds and only a few faint rays of light occasionally.

"Ah, Master, you're awake!"

Mona stood up, her mind still a little groggy, but she was no longer sleepy when she heard the word "butt".

You look like this, could it be that you didn't sleep last night?
Wayne patted Mona on the shoulder and said, "When you're undercover, it's inevitable that there will be physical contact. You used to adapt well to it, so why were you so scared last night?"

Mona smiled awkwardly, then thought of something and asked, "Boss, when you were an undercover agent, did you also have close contact with other women?"

"No, you are the first."

"..."

Mona breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to ask something else when she saw Wayne waved and walked out the door.

"I have to go to the bidding site in the morning, meet with several partners in the afternoon, and have the Pope's envoy in the evening. It's a busy day today, don't let me down."

He glanced at Mona and said, "Be in better condition, I will give you a reward after the task is completed."

"What reward? Can you tell me?"

"You'll know when the time comes. It's the kind you like best."

The two left the suite and met Nicholas and his team in the lobby on the first floor. The latter saw that the new boss was in high spirits and the female secretary was a little listless, and immediately cast an admiring look at him.

Those who have experienced it know how difficult it is.

Wayne suspected that Nicholas had misunderstood something, but after thinking it over, he decided there was no need to explain to the people below him, so he just held his head high and pretended nothing had happened.

"Mr. Wayne, our partners have arranged for us to meet with several friendly companies this afternoon, including Boswell Mining Company."

Nicholas walked with the schedule in hand, saying, "Boswell Mining takes this bidding very seriously and has met with the Luxembourg authorities and Grand Duke Charlotte in advance. I suspect they bribed him."

Bribery is not important, it is a standard business procedure. The key point is that Boswell Mining has a huge advantage, and Landau Group's partners in Frank hope to facilitate an alliance among several companies to drive Prussia out of the bidding with absolute advantage.

"Who did the Boswell family send?" Wayne asked.

"Owen Boswell, the next generation heir of the family."

"..."

A pair of human-like faces flashed before Wayne's eyes. Because of Auston's design, he had a very bad impression of this passerby.

"Mr. Wayne?"

"Send a cement bucket to Mr. Irving in my name."

(End of this chapter)