Why it never ends

Chapter 1019 Awareness
"That's right," Victoria said, "This is what makes me most uncomfortable. It's too passive... The remaining combat power of the Cauchy workstation is not enough to organize a large-scale retrieval operation, so we can't do anything before the other party responds-"

"Not at all."

Victoria turned to look at Hesta: "What?"

"I applied for a field trip to the Faialar Wasteland," Hesta said, "Maybe I'll leave this weekend or next week."

"…Are you alone or can you bring someone with you?"

"You can bring a small team—"

Before Hesta could finish her words, Victoria hit her on the back. She hissed - she seemed to be hit on the back like this often recently.

Victoria's voice was full of surprise: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"The permission was given this morning, so why didn't I tell you so earlier?" Hesta ran forward two steps and turned around. "We can't all go. We have to leave at least two people here to look after the house... Rico is going to go with me. You only need one more person from your side..."

"Zoe, come with me," Victoria said, "The rest of you can stay in Emanlia and wait."

"Let them move to the garden for a while, or I'll be worried."

"Okay." Victoria agreed almost immediately, "I'll contact Theresa Susie and the others now, and we'll move in tonight."

As they were talking, the two had already arrived in front of Trion's mansion.

A car drove towards them at this moment, and although Hesta and Victoria had not paid much attention before, they both noticed that the car had been parked on the corner.

The car slowed as it approached the two men, the window rolled down and Kovicik's face appeared in the back.

"Hello, both of you." He was a little afraid to look Hesta in the eye, so he focused his attention on Victoria, only glancing at Hesta every now and then, "What a coincidence."

"Who is this?" Victoria asked.

"Kovichik," Hesta answered. "Terion's friend."

Victoria glanced at the bruises on his face and his plastered hands and feet: "Did you have a car accident?"

"I did."

"……what?"

"There was a tournament on that plantation before."

"This is outrageous," Victoria lowered her voice, but Kovicik could still hear it. "Why did you participate in the competition for no reason? And how could you beat someone up like this..."

"It's not her fault." Kovicik quickly argued, "That's how it is in the martial arts arena. Showing no mercy is a sign of respect for your opponent..."

Hesta frowned, and Kovicik's words caused her subtle displeasure - it seemed to say that even if she tried her best, she could only beat him half to death.

Kovicik almost immediately caught Hesta's disgust. He didn't know what he said wrong, but he stopped talking immediately.

"What are you doing here today?" Hesta asked again.

"I'm here to deliver something to Jazz," Kovicik replied. "Maybe I'll come sit down with you, too."

"What a coincidence, so are we." Hesta said, "See you later."

Hesta and Victoria walked forward. A car passed by them. Victoria looked at the back and whispered, "This guy has been waiting for us on the side of the road."

"Well." Hesta said softly, "Let's see what he wants to do."...

Kovicik was enjoying the fact that Hesta didn't use honorifics to address him - he realized this for the first time today. He thought this meant that in Hesta's mind, the social distance between them was already much closer than that between strangers.

At the end of the road, Chloe was waiting there in a long dress.

"Ko...Vishik!" Chloe waved at him, and resisted the urge to call him Koty in public.

The butler got off the other side of the car first, and together with the driver, he carried Kovichik out of the car. For the first time, Kovichik was a little afraid of Chloe's approach. He knew that this girl was a little crazy for him. In the past, he could not care less, but if Hesta saw all this today, what would she think of him?

"Are you feeling better?" Kovicik put on a gentlemanly face.

"I..." Chloe's eyes slowly turned red, and Kovicik felt something was wrong. He pretended to look behind him and found that Hesta and Victoria had appeared in his sight.

"It's windy here," he whispered, "Let's go in."

"it is good."

……

"I see. So this guy deceived the girl's feelings." Victoria nodded. "You beat him up to win the favor of Mrs. Fatima - did you succeed?"

Hesta didn't answer.

There should be some results, otherwise the plantation would not have been done so quickly. She was not good at paperwork, and she could not count on Ximoya at this critical juncture.

"You have to be careful." Victoria spoke again, "I heard that the lady was originally a Sale race, and changed her race to Viholdon after marriage. Anyone who can make it this far in District 12 is no ordinary person. Dealing with these people is like making a deal with a venomous snake."

"I know," Hesta said. "I know all these things—"

"...Could it be that this lady handled the plantation affairs for you 'out of her affection for you'?"

Hesta couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat - Victoria's intuition was sometimes so accurate that it was a little unreasonable.

"Don't worry," Hesta said, "I won't let myself fall into such trouble. I'm not a three-year-old child..."

"Have you had someone verify all the documents between you?"

"Yes, they have all been checked."

"Who is this person? Is he reliable?"

"reliable."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure." Hesta replied.

No matter how Victoria asked, Hesta refused to reveal more details. She vaguely felt that Hesta's attitude meant that the whole thing was not legally compliant. But since Hesta had made up his mind not to say anything, she had no way to force him to open his mouth.

The two of them walked through the gate together, and under the guidance of the servants, they went to the back garden together - it was said that Lady Fatima and Baron Tryon had already prepared tea and snacks there.

Suddenly, there was a scream in the corridor. Hesta and Victoria stopped and turned around at the same time, and saw several people standing in the corridor leading to the restaurant. Chloe covered her face and cried again. She took several steps back and finally fell to the ground.

Victoria walked over quickly, helped the crying girl up, and looked sternly at Kovicik and his manservant: "What did you do?"

"I-I didn't-I-" Kovicik gestured hurriedly, "Oh my God! I swear-I didn't-"