My older sister is a villainous rich girl

The years have left deep marks on his face, and his long-standing business dealings have also hardened his expression.

The kind and gentle demeanor typical of the elderly is nowhere to be found in him. On the contrary, many children are afraid of his strictness and remain silent in his presence.

For an ordinary person to have built such a considerable business is already extremely commendable. He also understands that he has reached the limit of what he can barely sustain.

Without any magicians or noble knights among his relatives, any attempt to climb the ranks would only result in a crushing defeat.

Chapter 47 Investigation

Blair leaned on his sword hilt, gazing at the distant sky.

A large bird soars freely in the sky, spreading its wings and roaming freely.

"Father."

He turned around and saw his only son, Benjamin.

In the blink of an eye, Benjamin has turned twenty-six, started a family, and has his own little family.

Fortunately, the son was quite diligent and meticulous in his work. Thanks to the efforts of the father and son, the Baptiste family remained His Majesty the King's court interior furnishings supplier.

Of course, this is just one of them.

Benjamin frowned, as if he was hesitating about something.

"What is it?" Blair walked to the side and wiped his longsword with a white cloth placed on the shelf.

He spent a considerable sum to buy this sword from a fallen nobleman.

He couldn't say whether he did it simply to improve his physical fitness or to fulfill his childhood dream of becoming a knight.

"It's about...my older brother..."

“You don’t have an older brother!” Blair interrupted him decisively.

The atmosphere suddenly turned icy.

Benjamin pursed his lips and said resolutely, "Even if Father gets angry, I will still say it."

"My elder brother is in the capital now. His theater troupe puts on shows at the market every day, and tickets for every show are in high demand. He has truly become an excellent playwright!"

Blair closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“Let’s go find our eldest brother! Wouldn’t it be better for our family to be reunited, Father?” Benjamin looked at him intently.

“Listen carefully, Benjamin,” Blair said. “I don’t care if that guy is a playwright or whatever now, he has nothing to do with us anymore.”

He opened his eyes and stared at the child.

"Do you understand?"

"President!" A subordinate rushed over from the front yard. "An important guest has arrived!"

In the reception room, Wayne was looking around at the furnishings.

Blankets are everywhere, laid out, hung, and used as mats; just looking at them makes you feel hot and bothered.

I don't know if it was to give guests a more direct experience, but this is really going too far.

Before long, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, the head of Baptiste's family, arrived late.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw the two young people.

"The arrival of this young master and lady at our guild is truly an honor to our humble abode!"

His manners were very impeccable, and he spoke very formally.

"Has the Baptiste family always been in the blanket business?" Wayne asked.

“Yes, my father started a small tapestry shop when he was young, and with the protection of the lords in the capital, it has grown step by step to what it is today.” Blair subtly flattered the powerful and influential, while also implying that he himself had some connections.

"May I ask what the main raw materials are?"

"Uh...it's mainly wool and cotton."

Wool and cotton... huh...

In fact, Wayne had not studied these things. His knowledge of such things was limited to a coral fleece duvet cover he had bought on an online shopping platform in his previous life.

"Well then, I have a favor to ask of you. Could you provide a few experienced people for a visit to the Duke of Wincher's residence another day? I'll arrange for a carriage to take them there."

Wayne said, "Money is not a problem."

After seeing Wayne and the other man off, Benjamin asked doubtfully, "Father, are we going?"

“I’m going,” Blair said.

“Since it’s an invitation from the Duke’s mansion, it’s good to make a connection, especially since they’re offering a generous reward. You and old Joel can go together tomorrow.”

……

Throughout the conversation, Eve remained silent, following behind Wayne.

Once back in the market, she asked, puzzled, "Wayne, didn't we want Mr. Pokran's family to take him back?"

“That should be their own choice,” Wayne said. “All I can do is offer them a chance to meet by chance.”

"However, we can put those aside for now. Next, we need to continue our investigation at several other major chambers of commerce."

Just now at the Bastite Chamber of Commerce, Wayne had them demonstrate several materials that can currently be customized.

To be honest, wool is the most suitable material, but Chris doesn't seem too keen on using animal fur.

However, in the current context, it is impossible to produce various soft and delicate chemical fibers as efficiently as in modern times.

No matter how I think about it, it really seems like a very difficult problem to solve. I hope that Chris and the minister will get good news.

It wasn't until evening that Wayne and Eve returned to Duke Winchester's mansion with a stack of documents containing various information, while the other members of the Handicraft Department were already waiting at home.

Prior to this, Chris asked her mother for permission to let her friends stay overnight at the Duke's mansion, under the pretext of hosting a dinner party for her classmates, and then go directly from home to the academy the next morning.

Ultimately, Ashville agreed to Chris's request on the condition that Chris achieve good grades in the midterm exams.

"We've asked several senior professors from headquarters for help," President Sophia reported, sharing her and Meimei's findings.

"One of the professors said that a material with similar properties had indeed appeared before, but it was brought by an adventurer."

"The exact origin is unknown, but he personally believes it is some kind of unknown plant that can release a soothing fragrance that makes people feel relaxed and happy when they are near it."

Chris looked at Wayne. "Wayne, what are the results on your end?"

Wayne placed the documents in his hand and a small bag containing some fabric samples on the table.

"Only fairly standard fabrics are available, wool or cotton. The softness is decent, but it won't reach Chris's level—"

As he spoke, Wayne showed a conflicted expression.

"—Special and complex requirements."

If someone wants to touch it the moment they see it, and wants to hug it and sleep with it after touching it, wouldn't it cause a big problem even if it were done in the academy?

Involuntarily, a scene appeared in his mind: children of all grades rushing towards the giant doll like zombies, then sleeping on the floor while hugging its legs.

"Is that the only option? Or do we need to find a mage with sleeping magic to hypnotize them?"

"Wait a minute, this is a foul no matter how you look at it!" Wayne interrupted. "Besides, why are you so fixated on being able to fall asleep?"

"Otherwise, it wouldn't have any special value!"

Chris declared emphatically, "It has to be legendary so that its fame can spread more widely in the capital! I want everyone to have an extremely deep impression of it, instead of just building it up and then tearing it down, which is meaningless except for spending money."

"Otherwise... anyone can make a Bobbi like that, it's just a matter of how much material they use."

Chapter 48 Bedtime Talk

After dinner, everyone washed up and changed into their pajamas, preparing to sleep together in a huge guest room.

Wayne was following Chris around like a puppy when she suddenly stopped, almost causing him to bump into her.

“Wayne—”

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Chris, with her blonde hair flowing freely, turned around unhappily while clutching a square cushion.

"Girls' late-night chats, boys are not allowed!"

With that, she slammed the door shut, leaving Wayne outside.

"..."

In the bedroom, all the lights were turned off, leaving it dimly lit.

On the floor, five quilts were arranged in a small circle, connected in the middle by a pentagram made of strips of cloth, with each corner linked to a small hill.

Suddenly, one of the blankets was flung open with a "whoosh," revealing half of a strange face illuminated by a green fluorescent glow.

Then, Chris's erratic voice rang out.

"Long, long ago, an adventurer from afar arrived in a place called Demon Town~"

“Eek—” The “little hill” on Chris’s left trembled.

"Because it was getting dark, he had no choice but to ask a family in this small town for lodging."

"They warmly welcomed the adventurer into their home and invited him to dinner. The adventurer declined, as he was not hungry."

"But!"

Chris raised her voice, creating an atmosphere of tension: "When he tried to fall asleep at night, he discovered that this family—seemed to be problematic."

The other "little hills" also unconsciously shrank to become rounder.

"For some reason, whenever he entered the room, there was always a knocking sound at the door."

He pushed open the door in confusion and went outside, but there was nothing there. But as soon as he returned to his room, the strange sound would start again, keeping him awake.

"The adventurer, unable to bear it any longer, tentatively asked: Is anyone outside the door?"

"The noise outside suddenly stopped for a moment, but soon it started again, and it was even louder."

"So the adventurer drew his sword and gently pushed the door open a crack. He peeked out with one eye—"

In the darkness, someone let out a soft "ah".

“He saw it—” Chris gave a sinister smile.

"Another eye is staring intently at him through the crack in the door!"

"Ahhhhh..." President Sophia screamed in panic, yanked off Meimei's blanket and crawled inside.

"Ah! A ghost has crawled in!" the minister cried out in terror.

Molly and Eve were so frightened that they scrambled to their feet and fled in all directions, clutching their blankets.

Under the eerie green light, the room was in complete chaos.

"Pfft—" Chris couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Hahahaha! Just kidding."

She put the magic stone back into the blanket. "You guys are too cowardly. You're even afraid of stories like this."

"Phew." Molly breathed a sigh of relief, pouting and complaining, "I never expected Lady Chris to be such a... mean person."

Although Molly had known this young lady since she first entered the primary school, this was the first time she had ever seen her in such a vibrant light.

To be honest, I was a little startled.

She had always thought that Lady Chris was a model of nobility, meticulous in her life, possessing a noble character, and full of pride in her life.

Driven by such aspirations, she would even unconsciously try to imitate Chris's words and actions, hoping to become more like Lady Chris.

But it turns out that Lady Chris is also a person who likes to joke, and is kind and friendly.

But this feeling isn't bad...

Very good! Let's get closer to Lady Chris little by little. I will protect Lady Chris!

With that thought in mind, Molly picked up the blanket and stood up, wanting to move a little closer to Chris.

I was so panicked just now that I felt like I rolled around on the ground several times, and I couldn't even tell where I was.

"Boom boom boom——"

A strange sound came from behind.