Miss Wang Weina, even your cousin won't do!

Wayne glanced at Director Henry, who had neatly packed away the briefcase, and nodded slightly. He stood up and said:

"Now that everything is settled, I'll be taking my leave. I'll send the contract to the city hall. I'll leave it to you, Earl of Doron, to represent the country in negotiating the follow-up matters with Rhine Lab. Don't let me down."

Count Doron wiped the sweat from his brow and hurriedly bowed and scraped, saying:

"Understood, understood, certainly. Your Highness, please take care."

However, before Wayne could even step out, a voice froze him in place.

"Mr. Bruce, are you here?"

Upon hearing the address "Mr. Bruce," Wayne knew who it was. In all of Victoria, there was only one person who could call Wayne by his first name, yet always addressed him by this title.

"Theresa? I'm here, just come in."

Now that Theresa was here, Wayne didn't need to go back to the academy to look for her. It was strange, though; they'd only been separated for less than three hours, had Theresa already finished exploring the academy so quickly?

Or did you argue with Theresis again, which is why you couldn't continue shopping?

Wayne pursed his lips, pondering when he could simply give Theresis the title of Transport Captain, adding another layer of buff to his already impressive stats.

Don't think this kind of operation is useless or petty. Terra is not Earth. There is a clear occult here! Luck, fate, soul and the like, no one can say for sure whether they really exist. Wayne adding a few more layers to Chairman Theresis won't do him any harm. In fact, the benefits are huge.

Having secretly decided to trick his brother-in-law again, Wayne looked at Theresa, who was rushing into the office, and asked curiously:

"What's wrong? At this hour, you should still be touring the school, right? Did Theresis bully you again?"

"This..." Theresa was taken aback by the question and quickly shook her head, while subconsciously glancing behind her. Wayne followed her gaze and met the melancholy eyes of Theresa's brother-in-law, who had followed him into the city hall but stopped a short distance outside the office.

Oh no, I got caught red-handed talking badly about someone!

Hey~ But I'm not worried, what can you do to me? As long as Theresa wasn't bullied, she's my darling.

Therese rolled her eyes, turned her back to Wayne, and refused to look anymore.

Hmph, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. There's nothing I can do about you. Can you stop me from burying my head in the sand? Interpret it however you like, but I'll stick to my beliefs to the end.

Now that Theresa hadn't been bullied by Theresis, Wayne was relieved. He took Theresa's hand, turned around, and introduced her to the group in front of him:

"This is my wife, Theresa."

Count Doron hastily bowed. Although he recognized Theresa as a Sarkaz, so what? There was a Sarkaz Academy in this city, and its principal was a Sarkaz general. The academy also carried the title of royalty. Didn't he still have to deal with him?

Compared to the nobles of Londinium, he had much less prejudice against the Sarkaz, at most knowing that "most of them were not very polite and were quite rude." Otherwise, Wayne would not have appointed a racist to such an important position as the New Wales County Mayor.

Director Henry nodded and bowed. Compared to Earl Dorron, Theresa embodied the true meaning of "nobility." This was likely because Earl Dorron was timid and had been eager from the start to befriend Director Henry, hoping to leave a good impression on Wayne. In contrast, Theresa, wanting to save Wayne's face, naturally displayed a certain distance.

Miss Menes tilted her head in confusion, first bowing respectfully, then whispering in Director Henry's ear:

"Director, Mr. Wayne... oh no, Your Highness, what were we just talking about? Miss Theresa is his wife?"

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Director Henry glanced at him with a puzzled look.

Miss Menes waved her hand and said with a frown:

"But isn't Mr. Wayne's wife Ms. Kelsey?"

Director Henry paused for a moment, then covered his mouth as if he had discovered a secret. He glanced furtively at Wayne, who was firmly holding Theresa's right hand, then turned around and suddenly patted Menes on the back, warning her:

"Don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask! The affairs of the royal family and the nobility are very complicated!"

"Ah, but Mr. Wayne doesn't seem like a jerk..."

"What are you two whispering about?"

Wayne looked at the two of them curiously.

Although Henry and Menezes tried to keep their movements to a minimum, it was like whispering while being punished; no matter how small their movements were, their trembling lips could still be seen by the teacher who was watching them closely.

Menes fell silent abruptly, wishing she could seal her mouth shut and become a (0x0) character. Director Henry, however, immediately waved his hand dismissively:

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

"It's alright, just ask if you have any questions. Since I'm here, I can help answer your questions. After all, this policy was formulated by me... cough cough... based on Her Majesty the Empress's oral instructions. No one understands these systems better than Her Majesty the Empress."

I wasn't talking about systemic issues; I was worried about your personal conduct!

Director Henry dared not utter a word of disrespect and could only continue waving his hand:

"No, no, it has nothing to do with important matters, it's just some minor issues with Rhine Lab."

Seeing that Director Henry was making excuses, and Menes, who was standing next to her with a flushed face, was deliberately staring at her, Theresa raised an eyebrow, her curiosity also aroused.

What's wrong? Why are you staring at me? Is it something to do with me?

Theresa tentatively met Menes's gaze, and sure enough, Menes snapped to attention and quickly looked away.

So it really does concern me. But isn't this the first time I've met them?

Theresa immediately activated her Originium Arts. She was quite curious about what had caused these two to show such a flustered yet shy expression upon first meeting her. Theresa hadn't trained in the Wrench skill either; that was Kal'tsit's specialty, wasn't it?

Kal'tsit was a surprise to everyone. After briefly listening to their thoughts, Theresa's lips twitched. "So pitiful. She met a scumbag. The royal family is so messy. She was cheated on by Lady Kal'tsit." She turned her head to look at Wayne.

“Mr. Bruce, speaking of which, ever since you returned from Columbia, Kal'tsit has been avoiding me. Do you have any clue about this?”

Wayne froze.

Chapter 97 Kal'tsit is the mother of over a hundred children

Do I have any clues?

If you ask me if I have any clues, then I definitely do. After all, Kal'tsit was incredibly ruthless to herself when she was in Columbia!

She would get up early every day to make breakfast, accompany Wayne all over Colombia to cause trouble, and even proclaim herself Mrs. Kelsey, telling this identity to, but not limited to: her student Locken Williams (who is now dead and can be ignored), everyone at Rhine Life (except for Seraya), former Colombian Silicon Valley state legislator Chianti, and all the gentlemen of the Colombian Federal Congress.

Regardless, he himself has made this identity famous. What's most outrageous is that Wayne, who has the desire but not the courage, didn't even contribute to the promotion of this identity. It was all thanks to Kal'tsit's all-out effort that he made himself famous. It's like Wayne, the rice cooker, wasn't even plugged in, but Kal'tsit, the pot of raw rice, absorbed heat from the air and cooked herself into cooked rice.

As for why she would avoid Theresa, the answer is quite obvious.

If she doesn't avoid you, she might have to say "sorry" to you.

But Wayne certainly can't just say anything; he has to protect Kal'tsit's reputation, right? And incidentally, his own.

So he chuckled, scratched his head, and said in an uncertain tone:

“Ah, um... she’s probably just too tired. You know, Theresa, we’ve been through a lot in Columbia. There are many things I don’t understand, and Kal’tsit handled them all by herself. For example, taking in the orphans from the Loken Water Tank Laboratory was all done by Kal’tsit. She must be tired, yes, tired.”

Speaking of this, Wayne felt that the world was a bit magical.

Columbia is in complete chaos. The three factions are locked in a fierce battle, and even in major economic cities, people's livelihoods are neglected, let alone the orphans left unattended in the Loken water tank. Kal'tsit, in order to legally take those children away from Columbia, actually... actually...

“Theresia, you may not understand Kal'tsit’s predicament. She is now the mother of 132 children.”

Theresa gasped. So much so that her action of simultaneously questioning Wayne and inhaling the sun-like scent emanating from him through her Originium memories paused for a moment.

"What did you do?"

Not only was Theresa shocked, but Menes and Henry, and even Count Doron, who thought he had seen it all, were almost paralyzed with fear.

Henry, Menezes: Is this what Victorian aristocracy is like? I know Philine can have children... but this would take several football teams!

Earl of Dorron: After all these years as a nobleman, what kind of scene haven't I seen? (crossed out) I've never seen anything like this before!

"What do you mean, 'what did we do'? What are you talking about?!"

Wayne waved his hand and quickly explained:

"Columbia has a law that allows unlimited adoptions, as long as the assets are sufficient. This is probably a way for them to launder their human trafficking and conduct experiments. But Kal'tsit exploited this loophole and used this law to adopt over a hundred children. She successfully brought them back to Victoria. Those children are now being cared for by orphanages in Londinium and by pastors in Protestant churches who are willing to adopt children. But it's easier said than done. Kal'tsit spent nearly two days and nights debating with the Colombian side. She's tired, so it's normal that she neglected you a little. I hope you don't mind, Theresa."

Incidentally, Wayne also spotted Rosemary among the children. But Rosemary was timid and didn't even dare to look up at Wayne, which made Wayne, who longed for a loving hug and a sweet "Brother!" feel very disappointed.

It's a truly wondrous thing. Whenever Wayne sees these characters who once only existed on screen, he feels a sense of disorientation. When they truly step off the screen and come into his life, their fates are changed.

Theresa will no longer be perpetually sorrowful because of the Kazdel Civil War, and Kal'tsit will not become taciturn and bitter because of Theresa's death. Similarly, the premature destruction of Loken's Water Tank completely changed the fate of the little girl Rosemary; she would no longer possess the terrifying telekinetic ability to slice through buildings with a wave of her hand, as seen in the game. But in its place, she would be able to have a relatively normal life.

Is this the same resilient rosemary that Wayne loved?

Wayne sometimes thought that way, but later he realized the problem was unsolvable and didn't really matter. Rosemary might no longer be rosemary, but Wayne, who had personally changed her tragic fate, shouldn't feel disappointed; instead, he should be overjoyed.

Because the moment these characters embarked on their new destinies, they ceased to be the stereotypical figures in the YJ online game, but became someone who belonged only to Wayne! Vina who belonged only to Wayne, Theresa who belonged only to Wayne, Rosemary who belonged only to Wayne...

This is what everyone who loves this world dreams of, and it is also the fundamental motivation for Wayne to persist in his goal of saving all tragedies within his power.

Hearing Wayne's words, Theresa subconsciously felt a sense of shame, ashamed that she had just suspected Kal'tsit was "avoiding her because she was afraid of being exposed in front of her."

...?

Wait a minute, isn't this how it is?

If I hadn't overheard Mennes and Henry's true feelings beforehand, I would have almost been fooled by you!

Mr. Bruce, you are truly a unique and amazing person! You almost fooled the mind-reading Demon King!

Throughout history, no one has ever been able to lie to the Demon King without being exposed, but you almost did!

Regardless, after everything that happened, Theresa couldn't muster any more anger. Actually, putting aside her jealousy, Kal'tsit's actions in Columbia had their reasons; being a wife was certainly more convenient than being an assistant or attendant.

But how infuriating, how sour. I haven't even been able to publicly refer to myself as Mr. Bruce's wife yet, and Kal'tsit has already beaten me to it!

Wait till I get back, I'll teach you a lesson! I'll make you wear a maid outfit and have afternoon tea for three days straight!

"Hmph, then let's just assume that's how it is!"

Theresa pouted and gave the dishonest Wayne a hard time. She didn't expose his lie; with so many people watching, saving face for her husband was something a good wife should do!

However, saving face is one thing, and understanding is another. Once they get home, Theresa will definitely give Wayne and Kal'tsit a good beating for their unreported "disguise."

I'll show you what the Queen's majesty is all about!

Don't forget, I'm a queen too!

“Let’s get down to business, Mr. Bruce…”

Theresa stepped aside, making way for the exit. Wayne understood her meaning; it turned out Theresa's early arrival was related to her brother-in-law waiting outside.

Nodding, Wayne said goodbye to the people inside the house and turned to walk towards Theresis.

Theresa stayed behind; she had one more thing to say.

Facing the bewildered Earl of Doron, and the somewhat flustered Miss Menes and Director Henry, Theresa cleared her throat and, with a smile yet maintaining her authority, emphasized:

"No matter what you thought before, it was all a misunderstanding."

"I am Prince Bruce's fiancée!"

Declaring sovereignty is absolutely necessary. If you don't assert your sovereignty over your territory and clearly define its boundaries, there will always be unscrupulous opportunists trying to steal your spoils!