Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 877 Mabel

A gentle breeze tinkles the wind chimes on the windowsill.

The sound was pleasant.

Outside the magic hall, the highest-ranking archmages stood trembling with fear, their faces filled with hesitation.

The atmosphere inside the auditorium, however, was quite amicable.

Below the central courtyard, on two sofas facing each other, sat the Lord of Illum and the Shadow.

An elegant woman with bronze skin held a coffee cup, stirring it gently with a spoon, her gaze remaining calmly fixed on the man opposite her.

The other person, on the other hand, was sitting in the standard Valrocan house posture, with two dirty boots crossed on the coffee table.

Standing respectfully behind the Lord of Illum was the magic instructor named Sadie, who had been lured by Milomon earlier and had even helped them plunder all sorts of good things from the Great Hall...

Standing behind Milo was naturally Kay, who was still holding the Astrological Grail in her hand.

...

There was no intention to retaliate.

Both sides were very restrained, even somewhat lazy and casual.

Ding ding.

The elegant woman lightly touched the rim of her cup twice with her spoon, then put it down and carefully savored a sip of coffee.

Meanwhile, Milo's reaction was a "crunch" as his teeth bit through the crisp outer skin of the fruit.

...

This situation, where everyone is looking after themselves and ignoring each other, has lasted for about ten minutes.

Sadie and Kay were both getting a little impatient, wondering what the two people in front of them were gazing at each other so affectionately.

Finally, the Lord of Ilan spoke:

"I've heard of your name, Valrokan. You've caused quite a stir in the Southern Territory and the Golden Kingdom. Are you planning to tear down my little city if I return later?"

Milo chewed on the crisp fruit in his mouth and replied, "Mabel Elizabeth Colt... I can't remember the rest. I did my research, but I didn't expect someone who's lived this long to look like..."

"How does it look?" Lord Ilan raised his chin slightly, his tone carrying a hint of threat.

"I have plenty of collagen." Milo gestured to his face and said, "You take good care of yourself regularly, right?"

"Of course, I am..." Lord Ilan suddenly realized that the topic had been inexplicably steered off course by the other party, and she almost blurted out her beauty secrets. She shook her head:

"I'm not going to waste my breath on that nonsense. Tell me, what is your purpose in coming all this way to Yilan?"

On the surface, she appeared calm and collected.

But I had some reservations.

Having dealt with various deities quite a bit, I've never seen such a... down-to-earth superior.

To put it bluntly, if she didn't already know what the other party had done in the Southern Territory and the Golden Kingdom, she would never have connected Milo and Shadow based on her first impression alone.

Those in positions of power never exhibit such obvious human qualities.

He is very special...

...

Upon hearing this, Milo pointed to his left rear, indicating that this was his purpose.

Kai, who was standing to the right rear, moved a few steps to the left rear and let his brother point at him.

...

Then Milo added:
"Look, I helped you kill the traitor and defend the city. You have to show your appreciation, right?"

The Lord of Illum remained calm throughout.

But Sadie, standing behind her, felt a chill run down her spine as she listened to what Milo was saying. This guy had practically emptied the auditorium, yet he still dared to ask the old dean for some kind of "gift." Was he really not afraid of a fight breaking out on the spot?

As a long-time employee of the college, Sadie had heard more or less about the temperament of their former dean.

Back then, they were fighting against Mount Kadas while carrying the entire city of Elan. If they had been younger and more impetuous, they probably would have started a fight as soon as they saw the Shadow steal the Holy Grail.

Please, please don't let a fight break out...

…The Lord of Ilan asked:

"So you want me to sleep with you?"

“You can’t say these things in front of children,” Milo said, waving his hands repeatedly.

My own partner is watching me 24/7 with a discerning eye.

However, if it were to avoid some trouble, Milo could have left with Kai much earlier. The reason he lingered here for so long was that he did need the other party's help with something.

“You are one of the legendary dream weavers. I also have a powerful dream weaver here who built a city in the Dreamland that is about the size of Illan. Of course, the people there do not know magic, and they are not capable of going against the gods of Mount Kadas like you do. Well, what I want to say is that the dream weaver I know has run into some trouble. I have been searching for a long time but have not been able to figure out what happened.”

Milo stuffed the whole fruit into his mouth, then wiped the sweet, sticky juice on his hands on the sofa, and continued:

"So I'd like to see if you have any good ideas."

He made a point of using honorifics.

He's toned down his previous carefree attitude somewhat.

Over the years, Milo has almost forgotten how to ask for favors...

...

"What's wrong?"

The Lord of Ilan's slightly resistant expression finally softened considerably.

Especially when they heard that another powerful dream weaver had created a city, they immediately became interested.

“I brought her along too,” Milo said.

"Really? Is it also inside the city?" Lord Ilan raised an eyebrow.

"Yes."

"Then why don't you hurry up and invite him over to meet us?"

...

……

Two minutes later.

The auditorium atrium, which had been bustling with activity, returned to silence.

The Lord of Ilan and the Shadow sat facing each other, each with their legs crossed, in silence.

The Lord of Illum held a poorly made and somewhat dirty rag doll of a young girl in her hand. She looked at Milo, then at Kai behind Milo, and then at the rag doll in her hand. For a moment, she was unsure whether the Shadow in front of her was playing a joke on her.

She stretched out her twin fingers and lifted the hem of the rag doll's skirt.

"No, no, no," Milo said, waving his hands to stop him.

God knows why everyone who gets a miniature Enid has the urge to do this.

...

"I can't sense any will within this."

The Lord of Illum shook his head.

She was telling the truth. If there really was the will of a powerful dream maker preserved in this doll, she would have noticed it the moment she saw Milo, without needing Milo to remind her.

Now, not only can she not detect it, but Milo herself can no longer sense that tiny bit of fluctuation from the petite Inidne.

If nothing unexpected happens, she has hidden herself away.

Milo simply stopped arguing and took Enid back, hanging her on his waist.

"That's all. I'll take the child and go home now."

Milo stood up and gave Kai a look.

Kai was mistaken. He reluctantly put the Holy Grail back on the table, but when he looked up and saw that Milo's eyes were not right, he quickly took the Holy Grail back into his hand.

……

(End of this chapter)