Chapter 106 Triss and Edsac
Chapter 106 Triss and Edsac
Chapter 106 Triss and Edsac
Since Mrs. Sharon was killed in Tingen, his accomplice Tris, who was not captured, has been on the wanted list.
As an intelligence agent for MI9, Evan had naturally seen Triss's sketch.
A few days ago, Natasha asked Evan for a safe house to house Triss and to screen him.
Evan had originally thought that it would take some time to verify the identity, but he never expected to run into Triss, who had become a "witch," right here today.
After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the bigwigs all had things to do, so they found some private rooms to talk. The officers who remained in the hall, no longer under the watchful eyes of their superiors, gradually relaxed and became more lively.
Strangely yet not surprisingly, the third prince, Edsak Augustus, remained in the hall, chatting and laughing with the lower-ranking officers, attracting many who wanted to get close to him.
Besides, many heartless officers began to seek pleasure, and the dancers brought by Natasha became the targets of their pursuit. The scene was so embarrassing that even Evan, who had experienced the information age, shook his head at the sight.
The most embarrassed of them all was probably Triss herself. She seemed to have just learned to dance, appearing extremely clumsy on the dance floor, while her dance partner reached out and groped her body with his large, disgusting lips.
He always wanted to get close to her face and neck.
Even Evan, who was secretly watching from a distance, felt an unbearable nausea, let alone Triss, who was directly involved.
Triss had only been a woman for a few days, and attending a banquet to dance with men was already her limit. But she never expected to encounter this situation. Feeling the increasingly brazen groping hands on her body and seeing the pig's head constantly moving closer to her face, Triss finally couldn't take it anymore. She slapped the pig's head and then walked away.
The slap was so crisp that the noisy hall couldn't drown out its sound. The musicians in the nearby orchestra stopped playing and stared blankly at the scene, causing the hall to fall silent for a moment.
The pig-headed officer, utterly humiliated, didn't react for a moment. But when he saw the laughing faces of those around him...
He was about to draw his gun and shoot Triss as she walked away.
Just as those around them rushed forward to stop them, a solemn voice was heard.
"No firing"
The pig-headed officer's hand seemed frozen, and he couldn't pull the trigger no matter what he did, so much so that he strained so hard that his entire head turned red.
Everyone present looked in the direction from which the voice came, and then they saw that, at some point, the officers who had surrounded them had dispersed, and the Third Prince, Edsac Augustus, surrounded by the crowd, stepped forward and solemnly made his announcement.
Everyone present was knowledgeable and familiar with extraordinary individuals; they could tell at a glance that the pig-headed officer had been subdued by the Third Prince.
But this pig-headed officer was still furious. He didn't care about anything else, threw down his pistol, and charged straight at Triss.
The third prince's face darkened further, and he pushed forward again, solemnly declaring:
"captivity!"
Then, the pig-headed creature, who was halfway there, was thrown into the air and couldn't move. It felt like it was a tiny insect sealed in amber.
He was unable to move.
"exile!"
An invisible current blew the pig-headed officer away, and the surrounding crowd scattered to avoid him. He finally crashed into a pillar in the hall, and the 'imprisonment' effect on him disappeared, causing him to cry out in pain.
Naturally, someone took the pig-headed officer who had just caused trouble away, while the third prince, Edsac Augustus, walked towards Triss and said:
"I was truly rude just now. Shall I send someone to escort you away?"
Triss was very uncomfortable being exposed to the public as a woman for the first time. She awkwardly bowed, thanked the third prince for saving her, and then hurriedly left.
Meanwhile, the socialite Mrs. Natasha quickly tried to lighten the mood and divert attention, hoping that everyone present would forget what had just happened.
The atmosphere quickly became lively again, and everyone just had another topic to talk about.
To Evan's surprise, no one talked much about Triss; instead, they all looked down on the pig-headed officer.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. In matters between men and women, people believe that it must be consensual. Everyone thought that the dancer was unwilling and was forced by the idiot officer, which is why she was slapped.
In this situation, everyone felt ashamed to associate with him, feeling that he was too disgraceful, and naturally no one sided with him.
At the same time, Evan also noticed that Edsack Augustus was becoming somewhat absent-minded when talking to people, and frequently glanced towards the door.
"Did Triss get to know Edsac Augustus beforehand?" Evan muttered to himself, watching the situation unfold.
He had such a huge influence on Triss that she met Edsac Augustus at least three weeks in advance, to the point that Evan was somewhat unsure whether the Backlund smog would break out ahead of schedule.
Evan is also preparing to meet with Mr. A again in the next few days to see how Mr. A plans to deal with Triss, since he knows that Triss has been persuaded by Mr. Z and has become a pawn planted by the Aurora Society in the Witch Cult.
Just then, the third prince, Edsak Augustus, noticed something, looked at Evan, and saw that Evan had been observing him. He was taken aback.
Evan wasn't embarrassed at being caught red-handed. Instead, he raised his wine glass in greeting. After receiving a similar gesture from Edsack Augustus, he turned his gaze elsewhere. All of this was observed by the witch Natasha, who couldn't help but smile, but she never looked directly at Evan.
Edsack Augustus was clearly surprised that a mere captain could behave so dignifiedly in front of him, so he became interested and began asking others who Evan was.
Just as Evan was feeling bored, Mr. Hope suddenly appeared in front of him and asked Evan to go with him to a private room to play cards.
Evan understood what it was about, downed the glass of red wine in one gulp, and then followed Mr. Hope up to the second floor of the club.
As they passed Natasha, they nodded to each other, as if they didn't know each other.
When Evan entered the private room on the second floor, he found that the space was huge and there was not much furniture, making it feel very empty.
In the center of the private room was a card table that could accommodate a dozen or so people playing cards together. Around the card table were rows of luxurious high-backed chairs. The few pieces of furniture placed around the room were all inlaid with gold. Apart from that, there were some sofas for resting and newspapers for reading.
Although the private room was large, there weren't many people playing cards inside; including Robert, there were only five people in total.
Seeing Evan enter, Robert put down his cards, stood up, pulled Evan to the card table, and introduced him to the other four.
He also introduced four other people to Evan.
He then said he had something to take care of and asked Evan to play for him for a while before leaving the private room.
Evan believed that the all-pervasive MI9 must also be monitoring the area. Robert's departure was intended to draw away the monitors and create space for him to speak, so he didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down in Robert's previous seat.
After settling into his seat, Evan revealed the two cards that had just been dealt and gasped in shock. One was a 3 of clubs and the other an 8 of spades. These cards made Evan wonder if Robert had brought him to the table as a pretext to run away, not wanting to lose too badly in front of his former subordinate.
Perhaps Evan's expression was too obvious, because the officers who treated him like a little brother teased him and tried to get him to admit defeat.
Evan, who never backs down even when losing, immediately increased his bet, indicating that he would never admit defeat.
The consequence of refusing to admit defeat was a crushing loss; he lost £20 in just one game.
In the next round, Evan maintained his unyielding style, refusing to fold no matter how bad his hand was.
This resulted in Evan losing at least 100 pounds after only a few rounds, but the effect was that Evan became more and more familiar with them, spoke more and more casually, interrupted each other, joked, and cursed at each other, and gradually lost the initial sense of unfamiliarity.
Even in the end, Evan couldn't turn the tide and lost the 500 pounds of chips Robert had left him, and the game ended there. After gambling all morning, everyone was tired, so they sat on the sofa drinking tea and chatting. The men talked about politics and military affairs, or powerful women, and gradually they started talking about their own ranks and the difficulty of promotion.
At this time, Evan revealed that he had become an Extraordinary only a few days after becoming one, and had already successfully advanced to a Sequence 8 Extraordinary. Moreover, he did not experience the side effects that they had mentioned, nor did he feel any risk of losing control.
At first, they thought Evan was a genius at mastering potions, just like his brother. But when Evan said that mastering potions required skill, these shrewd people realized why Robert had suddenly introduced his brother to them and why he had left after introducing his brother. It was all because Robert wanted his brother to give them pointers and say things that he himself couldn't say.
As it was agreed beforehand, Evan naturally didn't hide anything and shared all his summaries in one go, which made them suddenly understand, as if they had just woken up from a dream. They repeatedly expressed their gratitude to Evan, their gratitude overflowing.
Evan's teaching them role-playing techniques was like opening the door for them to become high-ranking officers, opening a crack in the ceiling that had been blocking their heads, and even allowing them to truly achieve upward mobility in the future. How could they not be grateful for this?
After the waiter informed them that a sumptuous lunch was ready and they were leaving, Evan emphasized one last time that they should not tell anyone what they had said that day before they left the private room and went to the main hall.
Evan saw Robert in the lobby, nodded to him to indicate that his mission was complete, which relieved Robert. Evan then stepped forward and whispered to his former subordinate:
"Don't reveal the contents of today's conversation. Keep quiet and make your fortune. If anyone approaches you because of your promotions, simply attribute it to your long-term experience. Otherwise, there will be consequences!"
"Yes, sir!" The four subordinates exchanged glances and answered in low voices.
Robert nodded with satisfaction and said nothing more.
After a sumptuous lunch, Robert and Irwin boarded a luxurious carriage and headed towards their home in Queens.
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