Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 252 Wang Feng: Teacher Blanche, wanna hook up?
(Thanks to the owner of Masked Immortal Tide for the 1666 reward!)
The azure Mediterranean Sea shimmered with tiny golden rays of sunlight.

Wang Feng and his group boarded a luxury cruise ship and headed towards the town where Blanche lived.

Inside the cabin, Apas was curled up on the soft bed, catching up on sleep.

She has barely slept these past few days—either on her way to play various roles or enduring the torment of "bearing the future."

Even Medusa, a great monarch, could not hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

...

The cruise ship slowly docked at the pier, and what came into view was a tranquil town surrounded by azure waters.

Sunlight filters through the branches of olive trees, casting dappled shadows on the stone path, while the air is filled with the fragrance of rosemary mingled with the sea breeze.

However, there was a sense of incongruity in this picturesque scene—the streets were only filled with elderly people walking with canes and children playing in twos and threes, while the young and middle-aged men and women who should have been everywhere were nowhere to be seen.

"Strange, what happened here?" Zhao Manyan stroked his chin and looked around.

“It’s certainly strange. Remember the Caribbean Gulf we passed through when we were training with the National Government? Those villages that were raided by the Red Ornament Guild were all in a mess, but this place is so clean.” Mo Fan nodded.

Just as everyone was wondering, Blanche appeared at the street corner. She was wearing a linen dress with a light veil draped over her shoulders, and her usually rosy cheeks were now slightly pale.

Upon seeing Wang Feng and his group, she quickly stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, I thought it would be resolved quickly."

“Professor Blanche!” Heidi rushed forward and grabbed her hand. “What mission has kept you waiting for so long?”

Blanche pursed her lips, her gaze shifting uncertainly.

“Speak up,” Wang Feng said calmly, “Perhaps we can help.”

"It concerns the whereabouts of Cardinal Shura," Blanche finally whispered.

"The Black Vatican!" Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan exclaimed simultaneously, exchanging a glance and seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Wang Feng frowned slightly: "Shura... if I remember correctly, he should be a cardinal who mainly operates in the Americas?"

“That’s right,” Blanche said wearily, rubbing her temples.

"After creating the cursed rainforest in Brazil, he set his sights on the Mediterranean. I received a tip and rushed to investigate, only to discover..."

She looked around the empty streets. "For two whole months, apart from knowing that he was preparing the so-called 'Asura Feast,' I haven't found a single substantial clue."

"This is a simple matter; leave it to me," Wang Feng said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes focused on him, filled with doubt and anticipation.

"Everyone has their own expertise. Leave the professional matters to the professionals. You don't need to worry." Wang Feng smiled slightly and did not explain further.

He remembered that in the original story, it was Salang's scheme to send Shura to the Holy Tribunal that allowed Leng Jue to escape from prison.

In that case, it would be most appropriate to entrust this matter to Ye Chang.

……

"Moshi moshi~ Master, did you miss me?"

Ye Chang's languid and charming voice came from the other end of the phone, with a slight upward inflection at the end, carrying a captivating charm.

Wang Feng raised an eyebrow, secretly glad he had chosen a secluded place to make the call—if Heidi had heard the ambiguous tone, it would have caused quite a bit of awkwardness.

"Ye Chang, do you know Shura?" He went straight to the point.

“Shura? That idiot from the Americas?” Ye Chang’s tone suddenly turned cold, with a hint of surprise. “He offended the master?” “I suppose so.” Wang Feng’s gaze darkened slightly. “He delayed my trip. I want him and his forces to disappear completely.”

"Hehe." Ye Chang suddenly chuckled. "What a coincidence. Shura is extremely unpopular among the cardinals, which has long aroused their anger. We have quite a few 'spies' planted in his faction."

"Are your people still with him? Can they still be used now?" Wang Feng frowned slightly.

After all, Salang's identity had already "fallen" in the catastrophe of the ancient capital. How could Ye Chang still mobilize her former hidden chess pieces?
"I can use Leng Jue's name," Ye Chang chuckled, her voice laced with mischief.

"Just imagine, Shura was able to get Leng Jue out of the Holy Judgment Prison. Those 'spies' that Leng Jue planted would probably be more than happy to cooperate."

A knowing glint flashed in Wang Feng's eyes.

"Understood. Then I'll leave the matter of Shura to you."

"Yes, sir~" Ye Chang suddenly changed the subject, her tone becoming ambiguous: "By the way, Master, would you like me to bring you any flavor of coconut milk?"

This sudden question made Wang Feng gasp for breath.

The beautiful scene from that day instantly flashed into his mind—he was resting his head on Ye Chang's soft lap, and she was feeding him sweet coconut milk little by little.
"It's peach flavored, I guess." Wang Feng coughed lightly, trying to remain calm.

Ye Chang's cheerful laughter came from the other end of the phone: "Ye Chang understands~ I'll go prepare right away, Master, just wait for good news."

As the busy signal indicating the end of the call rang, Wang Feng stared at his phone, a slight smile unconsciously curving his lips.

"Speaking of which, is Apas a mammal?"

Wang Feng smacked his lips and muttered to himself.

……

Upon hearing the news brought by Wang Feng, Blanche's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, and a relieved smile appeared on her lips.

"That's wonderful! I don't know how to thank you enough." She unconsciously clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her eyes sparkling with gratitude.

"Thank you?" Wang Fengyi stroked his chin, his gaze subtly sweeping over Blanche.

Although this female tutor is already twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, time seems to have been exceptionally kind to her—her long golden hair is as dazzling as the sun, and her voluptuous figure is faintly visible under her fitted long dress.

What's remarkable is that she's already a fourth-level super-rank at such a young age; such talent is not inferior even among the main characters.

"How about... Ms. Blanche and I go on a date?" Wang Feng suddenly suggested.

"A...a date?!" Blanche's eyes widened instantly, her fair cheeks flushed red at a visible speed, and even the tips of her ears turned pink.

She lowered her head in a panic, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes: "This...this isn't appropriate, is it?"

Wang Feng raised an eyebrow with interest—he hadn't expected this formidable female mentor to be so innocent when it came to relationships.

“Ms. Blanche, you seem to have a misunderstanding of the word ‘dating’,” he explained, unable to suppress a laugh.

"Huh?" Blanche looked at Wang Feng with some surprise.

Wang Feng shrugged and said, "Dating isn't just limited to couples. It can also be used to describe meeting with friends, colleagues you get along well with, or people you're meeting for the first time at a pre-arranged location."

(Note: I was reading a friend's book and there were some controversies about dating in the comments, so I thought of writing this paragraph. Please don't misunderstand the meaning of the word "dating" to avoid being laughed at by others.)
"Is that so?" Blanche breathed a slight sigh of relief, but the blush on her ears had not yet faded.

She hesitated for a moment, then suggested softly, "Could we invite Heidi to come along?"

A hint of amusement flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips: "A threesome? If Teacher Heidi has no objections, I would certainly be delighted."

(End of this chapter)