Chapter 161: Impregnable, looking very powerful
Presidential suite, bathroom.
Off-white tiles cover the walls, and a long oval mirror hangs above the washstand. The mirror surface is wide and clear, and the framed edge is engraved with exquisite patterns. It emits a soft light under the light, revealing elegance and romance everywhere.
From the perspective of Wayne's latecomers, the design of the bathroom is a blend of modern and classical styles. It has neither modern simplicity nor classical elegance. It is a failure to the extreme.
In his day, the bathrooms at any chain hotel were better decorated.
"That's all for the president, even diapers are not provided..."
The best bathroom Wayne has ever seen is in the Landau Manor. It is pure classical style and extremely luxurious. Although the bathroom in his house is not bad, compared with the Landau house, it is completely inferior to the Landau house by a hairpin bend. You can't even see the taillights of the car. arrive.
"Whatever belongs to his family and mine is my family. You can't say that in the future. It's too foreign. I have to change my words."
Wayne lay in the spacious bathtub, the faucet flowed slowly, and he closed his eyes with the sound of dripping water.
The bathtub is large, and it is not a problem for three people to lie down at the same time. It meets the needs of high-end customers and allows upper-class gentlemen to hug each other in the bathtub.
On the left is the secretary, on the right is the lover, Baobao and Beibei are queuing up.
My wife is at home!
Five minutes later, Wayne opened his eyes, glanced at the bathroom door, and shook his head dissatisfied.
He thought that tonight a female secretary would come in wearing a maid outfit or a swimsuit, carrying a makeup case and giving her boss a bath.
If you think too much, there will be nothing.
Even if such a scene really happened, Wayne would sternly scold Mona to leave quickly and stop worrying about her boss's beauty all day long, but in the end, everyone would go his own way.
But the result is not important, the process is the most important. He doesn’t have to do it. It’s Mona’s fault if she doesn’t do it.
"This bath is really boring..."
Wayne whispered, put on his bathrobe and left the bathroom, not forgetting to empty the water in the bathtub before leaving.
After all, he is a pervert, what if he secretly drinks his bath water!
In the living room, Mona was sitting on the sofa watching TV. A kind of household appliance that Wayne called an antique. He couldn't accept it, but everyone else found it interesting.
"Boss, are you okay?"
Mona held a change of clothes and hurriedly walked into the bathroom.
Wayne reminded: "Don't be so excited, I have already thrown away the bath water."
"???!!"
A string of question marks floated across Mona's forehead. Halfway through, the question marks turned into exclamation points. She suddenly realized that there was such an operation. Why hadn't she thought of it?
Wayne was teasing Mona seriously, laughing in his heart. When he saw the latter walking into the bathroom in annoyance, he rubbed his hands and took off his bathrobe.
After taking a shower, it’s time to get down to business!
Practice!
He threw away his bathrobe, put on a suit of trousers and a shirt, and used his fingers as a comb to smooth his back.
There is a grand canyon running east-west in Luzère, one hundred meters wide, which is the natural dividing line of the city and was once a strategic military location.
At first, a high castle wall was built based on the natural rocks of the canyon, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. With the development of firearms, it was transformed into a gun gate fortress.
At first glance, it looks impregnable and powerful.
The citizens also firmly believe that the fortress can withstand millions of troops and protect the capital from ever falling.
In fact, it's just like that. If you really want to say that it is impregnable, the defense line next door is called the king of kings, and the Grand Canyon Fortress is its younger brother.
Perhaps because of a premonition, an arch bridge was built in the Grand Canyon to ensure smooth marching and at the same time, you can enjoy the natural beauty of the Grand Canyon from a high position.
Just imagine how satisfying it is to see the army marching across the bridge, overlooking the lush woods below, the cheerful spring flowing at the bottom of the canyon, and the cool breeze blowing away the heat.
This has nothing to do with Wayne. He is not marching. He just wants to find a place where no one is around to set up a meditation array and interact closely with fellow villagers.
He had never dared to try the gold-level meditation formation in Lundan, but now was the opportunity.
Wayne did not bring the ancient silver coins with him, and Plank made a request when returning the ancient silver coins that they should not be taken out of Windsor.
The specific reason is not stated, but it should be due to the regulations of the Free Mage Alliance, or some kind of restrictions imposed on the ancient silver coins to ensure that even if the ancient silver coins are stolen, they cannot leave Windsor.
Without ancient silver coins, Wayne was reluctant to part with his four elemental rings. In order to practice better, he turned to Luzelburg.
The Grand Canyon is a good place to practice. It’s okay to fail, just treat it as an experiment.
If he doesn't rob these fellow elements, they will be plundered by the Frankish and Prussian magicians who illegally cross the border. In two years, Luzerburg will be annexed, and the Prussian magicians will use their official weapons for private use. After an exhaustive search and plunder, this The acupuncture point must be destroyed.
To sum up, Wayne believed that he did not rob, and the starting point was to weaken Prussia's effective strength, which was rounded off to equal international humanitarian aid.
After convincing himself, Wayne immediately felt relieved and did what he said, put on his clothes and went out directly.
"Boss, where are you going?"
Mona poked her head around, her wet hair draped over her shoulders, and she was only wearing a bath towel. She didn't care that her love was being leaked.
She didn't care about this, and was curious about what Wayne was doing out at night. Her eyes glanced at his shirt and trousers suspiciously. He had a cool hairstyle. It didn't look like he was fighting the devil or negotiating business, but more like going out on a date.
As far as she knew, it was Wayne's first time coming to Luzerburg and he had no acquaintances...
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Mona thought of the mysterious woman she met in the restaurant, asked Wayne to wait, finished the bath as quickly as possible, put up her long wet hair, put on clothes and stood in front of Wayne before.
"Boss, I'm ready, let's go out together!"
"..."
Wayne looked at Mona speechlessly, water stains running down his neck, and his shirt was soaked through.
"Give you thirty seconds to shake your hair dry."
"Do it now."
Mona closed her eyes, and her body emitted an imperceptible light, evaporating the moisture from her body.
The magic power was accurately controlled without any leakage. With Wayne's strong perception ability, he didn't even notice a trace of magic power fluctuation in person.
It's not magic, or...
Wayne looked at the back of Mona's hand, which must have inspired the power of the stigmata, and said with a slight sour breath: "You are using the power of heaven as a towel, and in front of me. You really have it."
Mona lowered her head to be scolded, pretending to be sad.
"Forget it, come with me."
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There is no fog in Luzelle at night, and it is not as prosperous as Lunde. Even the most influential capital city, which integrates economy, politics, and culture, still gives Wayne a feeling of vast land and sparsely populated areas at night. .
This is a small country with few major cities.
Wayne's feeling was right. This country had a total population of only 300,000, and even fewer people were from elementary schools. Lundan could carry out dimensionality reduction attacks in any area he chose.
Good thing!
It’s easier to get things done when there are fewer people.
Wayne took Mona away from the relatively densely populated urban area. The closer to the Grand Canyon, the fewer and dimmer the street lights became. When walking down the steps into the Grand Canyon, the only illumination was the moon in the sky.
The moon is very full tonight.
"Boss, what are we doing here?" Mona followed closely behind Wayne. She didn't want to ask too many questions, but this situation inevitably gave rise to a trace of reverie.
"Keep an eye on it later, remember to remind me if someone comes over." Wayne was going to do a big job, and then run away.
He did not answer Mona's question directly, but followed the stone steps to the uninhabited forest deep in the canyon. With one hand on the ground, he controlled the shrubs to leave on their own, clearing a field.
Mona looked at her, and as the magic circle outlined by Wayne gradually became clearer, she said with a strange expression: "Boss, this is illegal... right?"
"Really or not, angels practice this way, are you sure it's against the law?" Wayne didn't even raise his head and asked Mona to reorganize her words.
Once she heard that it was the rules of heaven, Mona had no problem. The laws of the world could not control angels, and if they did not have the power to enforce the law, they would not break the law.
In short, the master is right.
Two minutes later, Wayne stood in the center of the magic circle. With the input of magic power, the magic circle lit up and started slowly.
The magic wave was rolling, and Wayne suddenly increased his magic investment. A steady stream of the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind were attracted by the magic circle, swallowing everything like a black hole, turning the Grand Canyon into an elemental forbidden zone in the blink of an eye. Such a large-scale elemental rampage will definitely attract attention.
The Book of Greed swallowed the four elements in one gulp, and Wayne soon stayed. He controlled the plants to erase traces of the spell, raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and left quickly with Mona.
I didn’t eat much, but the results of the experiment were good. It’s promising and I can continue in the future.
The two walked three hundred meters along the stone steps. Before they left the scope of the Grand Canyon, footsteps suddenly came from ahead.
"It's so fast, the efficiency is too exaggerated!"
Wayne said it was outrageous, Frank is efficient, Luzerburg is also efficient, you two are so awesome, why don't you put your efficiency on the right path and use it for surrender.
"Boss, do you want to fight?"
"It can't be done, and they have no evidence."
Wayne curled his lips and hooked his fingers at Mona. The latter stupidly leaned forward and was held down by Wayne's shoulders. He turned around and pressed her against the tree next to her.
"Hold on to the tree, lower your waist, and lift your hips."
…
Two figures shuttled through the dense forest, scanning their eyes carefully to detect suspicious persons.
"What's going on? Why did the elemental restricted area suddenly appear? Are there any silver mages casting spells around it?"
"There is no magic power fluctuation, it should be some kind of magic prop..."
The two of them were dressed in robes, and their figures danced under the moonlight. They possessed the magic power to deflect light, making it difficult to see their true appearance.
Just looking at their physical appearance, both of them are female magicians.
After a while, the swaying grass attracted their attention.
Probe! x2
In the bushes that are not hidden, a white-shirted dragon and tiger look like they are colliding with something.
Due to the angle, the two of them could not see clearly, but this did not affect their imagination. It was late at night, young lovers, and no one was looking for excitement.
“The people of Luzerburg are really good at it.”
"It's so obscene. They deserve not to be blessed by the goddess."
"..." x2
"Stop looking and leave quickly. We still have missions."
"Looking again, I suspect they are the prisoners."
"How is that possible? I'm busy! Let's go quickly. After inspecting this area, I'll come back and let you continue to visit the head office, right?"
"I'm still confused when I come back... don't talk nonsense, I don't mean that."
"It's weird to believe you!"
The slowing footsteps gradually left. Wayne patted his butt and told Mona to stop pouting. It was not advisable to stay here for a long time and to return to the hotel quickly.
"Huh! Huh? Oh..."
Mona followed Wayne with stiff hands and feet, her eyes full of confusion, her CPU was dry-burned, and she still hasn't reacted yet.
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On the other side, the two patrollers returned to the opposite side of the Grand Canyon after completing their exploration and finding nothing.
The moonlight deflected, and more than ten figures were hiding in the shadows.
The leading woman was wearing a veil. She was the one Wayne met in the hotel restaurant. She and her companions seemed to be preparing 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 the answer and told everyone: "This meeting is very important. Just because we are allowed to enter London does not mean that the Ministry of Magic really trusts us. The test just now should be their handiwork, warning us not to do anything." Superfluous thoughts."
"High Priest, I understand the truth, but why does the Ministry of Magic insist on trading in Luzelle City? Isn't Frank better?" An old man asked. He did not believe the Lundan authorities.
"The Ministry of Magic in Windsor is not allowed to enter Frankia, and our power in Frankia is too strong. Luzer City is the best choice. This is also the value of the existence of a small country..."
The woman frowned, gave a reason that she didn't quite agree with, and then said: "No matter what, this transaction is of great importance, and it is related to the future development of the church in Windsor, so handle it carefully."
"Do we still need to arrange the magic circle? They have drained the four elements."
"Deploying it with elemental gems, only if we show our strength will they know how to respect us."
The woman spoke slowly and worriedly: "The Ministry of Magic allows the church to develop in Windsor. The happiness comes too suddenly. I don't think this is a good thing. After all... once we enter, the life alliance in Windsor will be unbalanced and the long-term tacit understanding will be unbalanced." If it is 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. However, conflicts accumulate over time and sooner or later they will break out."
The woman sighed. Windsor was not friendly to several churches. No matter how good the promise was, it was nothing more than a piece of bait. She did not advocate large-scale development in Windsor. However, the headquarters had already decided and could only execute the order.
She had low expectations. As the High Priest of the Windsor District appointed by the Moonlight Church Headquarters, she only wanted to be steady and steady, rather than make great progress and be used by the royal family as a weapon.
Somehow, she had a premonition that with Windsor's strong desire for control, this meeting and transaction would cause trouble.
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The next day, the 28th.
The second day after Wayne arrived in Luzelle, he finished washing up in high spirits and saw Mona in a daze on the sofa.
"Wake up, don't sleep, the sun is shining on your butt."
Wayne pointed out the window. It was a cloudy sky with dense gray clouds and only a few faint rays of light occasionally.
"Ah, Master, you're awake!"
Mona stood up, her mind still a little confused, but she immediately stopped feeling sleepy when she heard Butt.
In your state, could it be that you didn't sleep a wink last night?
Wayne patted Mona on the shoulder: "When you are an undercover agent, there will inevitably be physical contact. You have adapted well before. Why were you so scared last night?"
Mona smiled coquettishly, thought of something, and asked: "Master...Boss, when you were an undercover agent, did you have close contact with other women?"
"That's not true. You're the first."
"..."
Mona breathed a sigh of relief and was about to ask something more when she saw Wayne waving his hand and walking towards the door.
"I have to visit the bidding fair in the morning, meet with several partners in the afternoon, and have the Pope's envoy in the evening. I'm very busy today, so don't let anything slip."
He glanced at Mona and said: "Be in a better state, and I will reward you when the task is completed."
"Can you tell me what the reward is?"
"You'll know when the time comes that it's the one you like best."
The two left the suite and met Nicholas and his entourage in the lobby on the first floor. The latter saw that the new boss was full of energy and the female secretary was somewhat sluggish, and he immediately cast an admiring look.
People who have been there know how difficult it is.
Wayne suspected that Nicholas had misunderstood something. After thinking about it, there was no need to explain to the people below. He held his chest and raised his head as if nothing had happened.
"Mr. Wayne, our partners have arranged for us some friendly businessmen this afternoon, including Boswell Mining Company."
Nicholas took the schedule and said as he walked: "Boswell Mining attaches great importance to this bidding meeting. I met with the Luzerburg authorities and the Grand Duke of Charlotte in advance. I suspect they paid bribes."
Bribery is not important. It is a standard business process. The key point is that Boswell Mining has great advantages. Landau Group's partners in Frank hope to promote several alliances and drive Prussia out of the tender with absolute advantage.
"Who did the Boswell family send?" Wayne asked.
"Owen Boswell, the next generation of the family."
"..."
A human-like face flashed before Wayne's eyes. Because of Auston's design, he had a bad impression of this passerby.
"Mr. Wayne?"
"As a gift in my name, send Mr. Owen a cement bucket."
(End of chapter)