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As expected, she's that old dog Carles' daughter. Just like that old dog, she's as stubborn as a leech... Hmph, I should have dealt with this slip-through sooner.
But it's not too late to do it now.
Navia had a big smile on her face.
But looking into Marcel's beautiful eyes revealed a murderous gaze, which she could only conceal by lowering her eyes and feigning sadness.
...This hypocritical bastard is really good at feigning kindness, like a crocodile crying over a mouse...!
Although she desperately wanted to kill the other party, she held back when she remembered Lady 'Funina's' arrangements.
"Hehe, you know about my relationship with your father when he was alive. If you need any help, I will definitely do my best to help."
"Yes, of course I won't be polite."
“Speaking of which, Uncle Marcell, we did indeed make some gains.” Navia’s words made Marcell, who was just making polite remarks and was about to leave to figure out how to deal with that old dog Carles’ daughter, stop in his tracks.
"My father seems to have left behind a clue about the serial disappearances of teenage girls before he passed away."
"Oh? There's such a thing!" Marcell was somewhat 'surprised,' but secretly he was gritting his teeth.
...that old dog!
The reason he didn't eliminate the threat completely back then was because that old dog vaguely sensed something, and to avoid problems, he let Navia go.
Unexpectedly, after the old dog died, his daughter became a major threat.
"This is the first time I've heard of this. Who told you?"
"Yes, it's a letter left by my father. There seems to be an address on the letter... I suspect it's very likely related to the mastermind behind the serial disappearances of girls."
...Hmph! Just as I expected!
Marcel's gaze grew increasingly cold. He felt more and more that he needed to get rid of this piece of chewing gum immediately. To this end, he even gave up on using it as experimental material for his next dissolving experiment.
"Indeed... So you're planning to go to the police standby unit now?" His tone was curious, but he was also somewhat annoyed.
Although Marcell felt that he had left no clues about the past in the base, everything about the name 'Vasher' should have been destroyed. Even if the raw material base was found, at most he could only find the Primal Fetal Sea Water, Les, and some of his own experimental records and 'spoils'.
However, Marcel was somewhat unsure about the Melosens of the Shadow Court.
Although those little creatures are not very strong in combat, their special vision can always find some clues from the invisible. If they are reported to the Shadow Chasing Court, who knows what kind of trouble might occur.
Even if nothing is found out, losing that raw material base is still something he cannot accept.
Because all the raw materials for his dissolution experiments came from that original Taihai spring, if the Fengdanting authorities discovered this, they would definitely seize and seal it away.
Even if Marcellus has some reserves elsewhere, it won't last long.
Moreover, the water from the original womb is the main ingredient of Les.
And this highly addictive 'product' is his money-making tool.
Only by selling Les could he support his dissolution experiments.
If this pillar breaks, then the meager profits from the Cabrière Chamber of Commerce alone will not be enough to support his continued experiments—in fact, he has always been involved in some shady, underhanded dealings with Cabrière.
After the crackdown in Fontainebleau, business plummeted.
“Well, Shadow Chaser is more professional in this regard.” Marcel did not deny it outright at the beginning, but spoke rather carefully: “Those Melusin’s special abilities are indeed outstanding... but I think it’s not appropriate to do it this way.”
"why?"
"You know Mr. Carles' situation. It's not that I'm belittling Fontaine, but their way of doing things is hard to trust. I remember you weren't a fan of Lady Funina either, were you?"
"Moreover, although Melusin is good at reconnaissance, her strength is somewhat lacking. If we were to bring Melusin along, we would definitely need some protection."
“Since that is the place that Mr. Carres discovered is closely related to the killer of the serial disappearances of girls, then we can tell from the fact that the killer has never been caught in the past twenty years that he is definitely very vigilant and has a group of people behind him.”
"If it's a very important place, it will definitely be guarded very carefully."
“If we inform Fontaine, and they go there in a big fuss, it will only alert them and make things worse, won’t it?” Unaware that his words were somewhat hurried, Marcel tried his best to dissuade the person in front of him from reporting to Fontaine.
Navia, on the other hand, looked enlightened and nodded admiringly.
"Indeed... I didn't expect Uncle Marcellor to be so experienced."
"Hehe, doing business involves traveling all over the country, so you always need to broaden your horizons, right?"
"If you really want to investigate, my suggestion is to bring a small group and sneak in, catching any potential masterminds off guard." Seeing that it was working, Marcellus was even more eager to offer his advice.
At the same time, he also felt a bit of a cold laugh.
Ha, this little brat is nowhere near as good as that old dog Carles.
If he hadn't had connections with the nobles in Fontainebleau at the time, he probably would have been caught red-handed by that old dog Kares and wiped out.
Even though she loathed the man, Marcellus had to admit his talent and keen intuition.
But if it were Navia... that little brat wouldn't even be half a decade as good as Kares!
They can be manipulated with ease!
“That makes sense... Ying, how about we go together?” Navia nodded in agreement and then extended an invitation to Ying.
Miss Traveler naturally wouldn't refuse.
After all, this was someone's arrangement.
"How can this be done!"
"Although I suggested that fewer of you go in, isn't it too dangerous for just two teenage girls like you to go to a place like that?"
"Don't let Ying's appearance fool you, she's very strong." A sweet, childlike voice rang out from the side. Looking at the petite fairy Ellie, Marcellus felt something was off, but didn't take it to heart.
He merely glanced at Ying after hearing this... to assess his combat strength.
The conclusion is—it's nothing to worry about.
Although Ying stood tall and proud in response.
However, after noticing that there was no Eye of God on her body, Marcellus didn't take this girl, who seemed to be mute, seriously at all.
To be honest, Navia might make him even more worried, after all, that old dog Carles' daughter has a genuine divine eye and can manipulate elemental power.
Every Teyvat knows that the combat power of someone with a Vision is on a completely different level from that of someone without one.
Without the Eye of God, and even his arms didn't look like those of someone who had been through many trials—Massere, an adventurer by birth, wasn't particularly strong, but his eyesight was quite good.
“No, absolutely not, please stop talking… Mr. Kares has been kind to me, and I’ve watched Navia grow up over the years. I absolutely cannot stand by and watch his only daughter be in danger.”
“...If you really insist on going, I’ll go with you!” Marcellus originally intended to maintain the appearance of a caring elder, but then he thought—what if I overdo it and these two really don’t go?
Therefore, he made a direct 'concession'—risking himself.
The image of an elder who risks their life to accompany their juniors out of concern for them, solely to repay a debt of gratitude, is undoubtedly extremely deceptive, isn't it?
Knowing Navia's personality as he did, he knew that this idiot would definitely not refuse.
"...I didn't expect Uncle Marcellor to be so considerate of me...In that case, alright then, Uncle Marcellor, if you want to go, you can take my place." Navia's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and then she said with great emotion.
"...?"
Marcel was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what was happening, he was a little confused.
...This, this isn't right!
Is this how the story should unfold?
Shouldn't one accept it gladly after much persuasion and repeated refusals?
How did it become me taking your place?
...Does this mean I've been exposed?
My first thought was that my identity had been exposed, but looking at Navia’s sincere and undisguised appearance, I felt that it was impossible.
After all, he had erased everything from the past, and the name Vasher no longer existed even in Fontaine—the nobles were quite efficient in getting things done for money.
In Fontaine's records, all traces of 'Vashe' had long since vanished, and even the Supreme Judge could only find no such person when he came to investigate.
...Could it be that I used too much force?
Frowning, Marcel was somewhat suspicious, but this was clearly not the time to think about such questions. He was more concerned with how to change the situation, how to lure this persistent little girl into the secret base, and then send her away in one fell swoop.
Cut the weeds without leaving any roots, and they will grow back in the spring breeze.
He had already suffered a similar loss three years ago, and this time, no matter what, Marcel didn't want to repeat the same mistake.
Navia must die!
But he couldn't change his mind.
I could only grit my teeth and pretend to be suddenly enlightened, and then relieved.
"Hmm, okay, that's fine too."
“Mr. Carles has been incredibly kind to me. It’s unacceptable to let his only precious daughter risk her life alone. Since there’s something I can do to help this old man, I have no choice but to do my duty to clear Mr. Carles’ name.”
At that moment, Marcel displayed unparalleled grandeur, embodying the spirit of fearlessness to its fullest extent.
Of course, this is intentional.
After all, he knew very well that Navia's personality was actually quite strong-willed.
She hates it when people treat her like a hothouse flower.