"After all, it’s about the Obelisk."
"He couldn’t wait for the return trip, the night was full of dreams, and he planned to return the Obelisk to its rightful owner tonight."
"Having roughly determined the location of the Obelisk, Wayne sent it away through Shadowmare and headed toward the stern along the deck."
"The engine room was off-limits to passengers, but for a Mage, this was not an issue."
"The massive diesel engine roared, surrounded by neatly arranged pipes and gauges, each detail finely crafted and robust, the swinging needles on the gauges representing the powerful heartbeat of the beast."
"In the dim cabin, mixed with the unique smell of mechanical oil and sea breeze, those with sensitive noses could even smell the stench of sailor’s socks."
"How careless, to think the engine room would be this bad."
"If I had known the conditions were so poor, I would have accompanied Vily to the cathedral train station waiting hall."
"Even so, Veronica still endured it, she wasn’t a pampered princess; a little hardship couldn’t faze her."
"Moreover, compared to the dreadful environment of the engine room, she had an even lower opinion of Wayne’s teasing demeanor."
"Eh, Veronica, you’re here too!"
"What a coincidence, you’re not following me, are you?"
"I get it, you like me!"
"Thinking of that social trash’s smug face, Veronica couldn’t help but scratch her hair, cursing the other party for being self-deluded. She was here to find Vily, it was purely a coincidence."
"’Chirp chirp chirp ————’"
"A rat scurried past Veronica’s feet, startling her into freezing in place, frantically waving her hands to drive it away: ’Damn social trash, scurry off, or I’ll can you and use you to fill the sea.’"
"While she spoke, two figures descended from above the deck, both dressed in black and clearly not sailor attire."
"Veronica frowned at the two men, following the principle that less is more, she stepped back and melted into the darkness."
"’Are you sure it’s this ship?’"
"’Of course, the boss spent a fortune to get this information from the Magic Department, they’re all on the ship, it can’t be wrong.’"
"’Such bad luck, the family’s top dog actually fell from power, I always heard the guy was tough, how did he suddenly lose influence and get suppressed?’"
"’Who knows, just do the job and don’t ask so much.’"
"’That’s the Queen, the boss and his family took the money and fled abroad, they can live lavishly while we, the servants, are in dire straits; unemployed on the spot and uncertain where to eat in the future!’"
"’What does it matter where we eat as long as we eat? With skills like ours, are we really afraid of not finding food?’"
"The two babbled somewhat gossip-lovingly, went inside the engine room, and checked each gauge one by one, pulling out tools from their bosoms, aiming to cause the greatest irreversible damage with the least cost, and destroy the engine to stop the cruise ship’s advancement."
"Veronica furrowed her brow at this scene, a green mist emanating from her fingertips, ready to plant some mushrooms on the two little thieves."
"Suddenly, a warm breeze swept across the floor, pressing all the spores in the mist to the ground."
"There’s another expert!"
"Veronica was taken aback, her body instantly on guard, entering a combat stance."
"At that moment, a pair of hands reached out from the darkness, covered Veronica’s mouth, and firmly grasped her arms, dragging her into the darkness."
"Veronica struggled hard with fine white scales rising on the back of her hand, entering into a combat state."
"A breath of air was blown by her ear, and she was bitten not too gently on the ear; her body stiffened, and she went limp."
"In the engine room, the two little thieves clanged and banged, finishing everything, sabotaging the diesel engine and, too lazy to tidy up the crime tools, they left the scene of the crime as quickly as possible."
"After a brief silence, Veronica elbowed the social trash behind her, huffing as she stepped out of the Dark Area, ’Why didn’t you let me act? How is a broken ship beneficial for you?’"
"’That way I can spend an extra day with you on the sea; the ocean, the moonlight, and my fiancé–how romantic!’ Wayne stepped out holding his ribs and grimacing in pain."
"Veronica couldn’t stand hearing words related to nuptial arrangements, becoming instantly irritable like Monica when her tail is stepped on, and blowing up at Wayne to stop talking nonsense."
"I’m not talking nonsense; otherwise, why would you be on the cruise ship, sneaking around like a thief?"
"Wayne looked knowing, chuckled, and moved closer to Veronica, raising his hand to embrace her waist. When he failed to touch her, he casually grabbed a handful of air and placed it under his nose, ’The smell of machine oil is strong; you’re not fragrant anymore.’"
"Veronica turned her head away, ’Don’t flatter yourself, I’m here to chase after Vily. She’s not so smart and kind of clumsy; I’m worried about her being in danger alone, so I’m just covertly protecting her.’"
"’Then you’re too late. Vily’s in my room, drank a lot, and is unconscious and undressed.’"
"Enraged, Veronica went to sort Vily out."
"Wayne followed her, muttering, ’Typically, in such scenarios, it’s the men who get beaten up. Why hit the victim?’"
"Veronica halted in her tracks, embarrassed by the mockery, turned around, and landed a hard punch on Wayne’s nose."
"After that punch to let out your anger, go find Vily. My secretary is also in the room; you might as well stay there tonight."
"Wayne gave his room number, seeing Veronica’s wary face, he rolled his eyes, ’They’re all dressed, and I won’t be sleeping there tonight; you know me, it’s just talk, I’m very conservative.’"
"Veronica huffed and left, considering the future, Vily would definitely be Wayne’s little mistress kept on the side."
"How could he not be more like my senior? Chrissy would never do such superfluous things!"
"For a moment, Chrissy’s image shone even brighter in Veronica’s eyes."