The fairy maid cheers for her deceased master today.

I said there was a better way.

But when Ax asked, Elena said it was a secret. Even when Angel asked, Elena was secretive, only saying, "Wait for me for one day."

However, Elena didn't simply skip work.

According to her, the matter is easy to resolve, and there's no rush to finish the business.

So the next day, when the workshop's bells rang out crisply, Elena's figure reappeared before the guests.

"Welcome to Miracle Workshop." Elena greeted her with a smile, her long emerald hair shimmering in the morning light. She wasn't wearing a ponytail today, but her posture was still impeccable and elegant.

"I want this one," a young lady said, pointing to the mechanical bird in the display case. "How much?"

"Three pounds." Irene curtsied gracefully. "Master-crafted, each piece is unique."

It's the same old story. The familiar little bird, the familiar story.

But old-fashioned means classic, and classic means effective.

It's like Ax feels like his workshop is gradually transforming into a craft shop... he has this kind of illusion. It feels like the number of people repairing machines has suddenly decreased.

The noblewoman readily pulled out her purse. Irene took the money and carefully wrapped the little bird. The whole process was smooth and natural, as if she were born to stand behind the counter.

And so, they were busy until evening.

"I'm leaving early today to go back to the office," Elena suddenly said. "I need to make some preparations."

"Get ready?" Ex, of course, allowed the leave, but still asked curiously.

"Of course, it's the method I mentioned yesterday. You'll see the results tonight."

"You're quite confident." AX became increasingly curious about what good idea he had.

"It's a secret." Elena blinked, revealing her little fangs. "You'll find out tonight."

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After changing back into her everyday clothes, Irene walked down the streets of London, the setting sun casting a golden glow on her emerald hair.

Her steps were light and her mood was cheerful.

Finally, I can give X a surprise.

In fact, Elena had seen how much the Jazz had helped her a few days ago, uncovering part of the truth and proving that she was not responsible for the silver theft... Elena had seen all that the Jazz had done.

Moreover, Jazz is very gentle.

Since they are partners and the other party has shown sincerity, it's time for me to show mine.

The other party desperately needs a relic at this moment. And coincidentally, I also possess a genuine relic, one of my own collection.

It was an old, jet-black pendant, said to bring good fortune. She had obtained it by chance during a mission two years ago and had kept it hidden in the detective agency ever since.

It was a perfectly ordinary case of alien contamination. An antique shop was contaminated, and the Holy Way Church dealt with it promptly.

After the pollution was resolved, the shop owner enthusiastically offered a super discount of 50% off all his antiques as a token of appreciation.

He's a businessman after all; even at a time like this, he's still thinking about doing business.

Thinking she might as well make a profit if she could, Elena took a liking to a pendant. Her intuition told her that this pendant was special, so she bought it without hesitation.

Unfortunately, she didn't realize later that there was something special about this pendant.

It wasn't until she obtained a special detector that she confirmed the pendant contained some kind of special energy—what the knight now calls "relic energy," which can be detected by the special detector.

But she never told anyone, not even the Church of Jesus.

But now, the knight needs a relic, and she happens to have one.

This is just the right time to give the Jazz a surprise!

Elena had originally planned to buy X a monocle or Angel a bag of candy as a thank you gift. However, now, a relic that the Jazz desperately needed would become a major surprise that would astound him.

With that thought in mind, Elena quickened her pace and headed towards the detective agency.

By the time we arrived at the office, night had fallen, and the gaslights along the way were already lit.

The dim, yellowish light made the alleyway appear particularly hazy.

Elena took out her key and prepared to open the door.

But just then, she sensed something was wrong.

A familiar stench filled the air—the smell of an alien species!

Even the Swamp Variant. The taste of the Swamp Variant was already deeply etched into Elena's memory.

Irene turned around; the street was empty. Only the quiet glow of the gas lamps.

If there are no mutants on the streets, then the mutants might be located in...

Elena's alertness increased further. A green glow emanated from her fingertips, ready to unleash magic at any moment. Then, she carefully unlocked the door and gently pushed it open a crack.

Through the crack in the door, the office appeared completely dark.

"Is anyone there?" she called out directly.

No one answered.

But she could sense something wriggling inside. This was the intuition of a former member of the Holy Order fairy.

Xenocontamination?

No, it hasn't completely become a contaminated area yet.

Based on Elena's experience, it should simply be that some alien species has broken into her detective agency and begun to pollute the environment. It's in the initial stages of pollution.

So, the normal procedure would be to call the police immediately! Call the Holy Way Church and have the people from the Holy Way Church's Purification Department come and handle this matter as soon as possible.

Irene wanted to do the same, but then she suddenly realized—oh no, my relic!

If this area becomes completely contaminated, the relics could very well be destroyed by the contamination. Then Sir Ax's surprise would be lost.

Let's rescue the artifacts first!

After all, she was a former member of the Holy Path Society and had extensive experience fighting against alien species. Irene quickly made up her mind, pushed open the door, and entered.

The gaslights inside were not yet lit, but the light coming in from outside revealed a scene of chaos: books and documents were scattered all over the floor, and tables and chairs were overturned, as if a thief had broken in.

But he was clearly not a thief. That malevolent aura lingered for a long time.

It really is a swamp mutant!

Where is it located?

Elena couldn't find it. The room was filled with the strange smell, making it even harder to pinpoint its location.

Then force the other party to take action.

Irene continued walking forward.

The next moment, something moved in the darkness.

Irene's eyes flashed, and she immediately raised her hand: "Act One, The Vine Cage!"

Thick vines sprouted from the ground and entangled the figure in the darkness.

But the opponent was very strong, and the vines struggled and were clearly about to break.

"Act Two, Dance of Thorns!"

Irena strengthened the vines with magic. Spikes sprouted from the vines, binding her opponent tightly once more. The opponent immediately found it difficult to break free.

But more alien species have emerged from the shadows.

Three...

Fortunately, the quantity is not large, so it's not a big problem.

But Irene was really unlucky. That's what she thought to herself.

The alien contamination happened right in my own detective agency... and I haven't even bought alien contamination disaster insurance yet.

Without insurance, we'll lose a lot this time.

"Act Three, The Poisonous Fog Garden!"

Green mist erupted from the flower's core, spreading rapidly. The alien creatures let out painful howls, and their movements became sluggish.

While the aliens were preoccupied with the poisonous fog, Elena rushed towards a hidden compartment behind the bookshelf. There lay her treasure—a jet-black pendant.

I hope the pendant is okay.

But just as she was about to touch the hidden compartment, a lump of black mud fell from the sky, its sharp claws aimed straight for her back!