Angel stood among the crowd with an empty bucket, looking disheveled.
Very soon, a large group of Elf Guards riding unicorns arrived. The leading Elf Guard chastised the owner bluntly, "You’re finished!"
"I’m finished? What did I do?" The owner was agitated.
"You blew up the boiler room, and that’s not enough? Luckily, it was extinguished in time, otherwise you’d be spending the rest of your life in the water prison." Inspecting the scene, the leading Elf Guard asked, "Any casualties?"
"Some people’s hair got burned, but it’s not a big deal. But... we haven’t cleared everything up yet, and you already blame me?"
"Then whose fault is it? Would anyone else come over just to blow up your boiler room? Stop being naive, it’s definitely your process that’s wrong."
"All my processes followed regulations!"
"Then why did it explode? Explain to us why everything followed the process yet it still exploded. Anyway, your license is definitely getting revoked."
"On what grounds are you revoking my license? The investigation hasn’t even started!"
"I don’t need an investigation to know!"
The Elf Guard Captain and the bathhouse owner started to argue fiercely.
Among the crowd, Angel turned away, slowly exhaled, and then smiled, "Perfect."
The Devil raised an eyebrow, grinning at him, "Very perfect."
"Except some people got hurt. And, the bathhouse owner is definitely suffering losses."
"That’s normal, someone always has to suffer, right? As long as it’s not you, it doesn’t matter who it is."
"I still feel this is wrong."
"*If your parents find out you secretly stole their seal and money to apply to the Magic Academy, that would be even worse, right?*"
"This is the evidence of the explosion, which fully shows that it was your staff’s improper operation that caused it."
"What do you mean? The explosion must mean my staff operated improperly?"
"Could there be an explosion because of proper operation? Cartier hasn’t had such an incident for many years, someone must be blamed for this. I can assure you, it’s definitely you!"
"That’s slander! Slander! Completely irrational slander!"
The Elf Guard Captain and the bathhouse owner were already arguing red-faced.
While everyone’s attention was on the Elf Guard Captain and the bathhouse owner, Angel quietly slipped away.
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When Angel got home and opened the door, he saw his mother standing in front of him.
Seeing Angel’s appearance, his mother was stunned, "What did you do?"
"Nothing... nothing." Angel stammered, "I just went to the bathhouse, intending to take a bath. But the boiler room exploded, I went to help put out the fire, and my hair and eyebrows got singed... Now the bathhouse can’t be used anymore, so I had to come back."
"Put out the fire?" His mother walked out the door and glanced distantly towards the bathhouse, then frowned and looked back at Angel, her eyes widened, "When I was downstairs, I heard about it, but I didn’t expect that you actually went to put out the fire. Are you very strong?"
"No... no." Angel quickly lowered his head, "I saw everyone putting out the fire, so I went too..."
"Use your brain, alright? From now on stay away from things ." His mother said angrily, "I really don’t understand. Your brother is so shrewd, why are you... "
Halfway through the sentence, his mother suddenly stopped, as if realizing she had said something she shouldn’t have, feeling a bit awkward. She could only wave her hand, then said, "Forget it. Anyway, stay away from things in the future. You can’t come home , you’ll dirty everything. Take your clothes, find another bathhouse to clean up and then come back."
"Okay, okay..." Angel nodded cautiously.
"Did you get hurt anywhere?" His mother asked.
Just about to leave, Angel quickly stopped and covered his knee with his hand, "Just a bit scraped. Other than that, it’s just my hair and eyebrows."
"Go, be careful in the future."
"Mm." Angel walked past his mother, feeling dejected.
When he entered his room, he exhaled slowly, "Finally covered it up."
He said, as he swiftly took clothes from the wardrobe, then turned around and left the house smiling.
Oh, right, he passed by Sino again, who was wandering near his house. This time Sino didn’t even recognize him.
"Sir Hydra Knight, your request to have dinner with the Queen has been approved by her. It will be tonight." After sending Cornelia back, Dariana returned to Jones.
"Thank you! Thank you very much!" Jones bowed slightly and saluted Dariana.
"You don’t need to be so polite, it’s my duty. Actually, Lady Cornelia convinced the Queen. You are a friend to us Blood Elves. With your status as the Giant Snake City Lord, it’s reasonable to request a meeting with the Queen. Of course, whether you can negotiate what you want is hard to say." Pausing, Dariana said softly, "Actually, if you can’t persuade Lady Cornelia, you probably can’t persuade the Queen either."
This statement left Jones unsure how to respond, he could only shrug and smile, "I’ll give it a try."
"Good luck." Dariana also smiled and shrugged.
Nodding again towards Dariana, Jones turned and entered his room.
In the room, a large group of people was still there.
"Did the Queen agree?" Belle asked Jones.
"Yes, she agreed. I thought it would be postponed for a few days, but she decided on tonight. That’s good news."
"How do you plan to convince her?"
"Directly, Krimasha."
"Talk directly about opening the relic?"
"Yes, this way, we might understand their true stance on the matter. Of course, it’s just a possibility, depending on whether she’s willing to tell me the truth. If it doesn’t work, we’ll think of other ways. There will definitely be a way. You all can come with me; we’ll go together, and I’ll talk to her. If there’s any problem, you can quietly remind me. This is an important opportunity."
Everyone in the room quietly looked at Jones.
"Alright." Belle nodded, saying, "But what will we have for dinner? Elves mainly eat fruit, right? They’re vegetarians. Are we going to drink blood in front of them? Also... our blood hasn’t arrived yet. I can’t drink fish blood."
"They eat, we talk, or pretend to eat, but don’t really drink. Everyone rest for now, tonight is crucial." Jones replied.
"Okay." Belle stood up, lifted her long dress, glanced at Dora beside her, and then turned to leave.
"Then Dora went to rest." Dora nodded towards Jones and turned to leave.
Only William remained quietly staring at Jones.
"Liches don’t need rest."
"How about I sneak into their... Damn, I still don’t know where their Queen lives. Is there a palace here?"
Jones sighed helplessly, "Uncle William, don’t go anywhere, just stay in your room. If you fail to sneak in, this matter is completely over, with no chance to negotiate."
"It doesn’t matter if you won’t fail, we should at least respect our negotiation partner. I don’t want this matter to fall apart because of our own issues."
"Alright..." William shrugged, shaking his head, and left Jones’s room.
Jones was left alone in the small room, sitting quietly on the coffin, feeling somewhat helpless.
"Let’s give it a try, maybe directness will have a miraculous effect." Saying this, he lay down in the coffin.