Chapter 927: Olivia's Determination
Chapter 927: Olivia's Determination
"Back already?"
Long before Lyon's footsteps reached him, the Red-Haired Commissioner didn't bother to look up. Instead, he continued to gesture with his scissors towards his own hair and casually asked, "Have you taken care of everything at the Underworld Branch?"
"It's more or less on track now..."
After responding, Lyon couldn't help but curiously ask as he watched the Red-Haired Commissioner constantly gesturing, "But what are you doing now, Commissioner? Getting a haircut?"
"I'm temporarily transferring control of 'BloodHair Slayer'."
After explaining what he was doing, the Red-Haired Commissioner finally found the right spot. With a click, the bronze scissors closed, cutting off a strand of vibrant red hair. He then waved his hand, scattering the loose strands, and calmly explained, "Although this is my Abnormal Object, it also bears the responsibility of protecting the Eleventh Ant Nest. So, if I want to leave the royal capital, I must first transfer control of 'BloodHair Slayer' to a successor to ensure the most important Ant Nest remains secure."
Leave the royal capital?
At these words, Lyon blinked in surprise and then asked with some astonishment, "Has something happened at the Underworld Branch while I was there? Why are you going on a mission too?"
"You're overthinking it. It's just a vacation."
Glancing at the white strand of hair on Lyon's head, the Red-Haired Commissioner temporarily paused his scissors and smiled, "Because I have to stay in the royal capital to ensure the safety of the Eleventh Ant Nest, my on-duty time is the longest among all Deputy Directors. I've hardly had any rest.
Now that the Slaughter King is severely injured and the Netherworld has been transformed into the Underworld Branch by you, it's a rare opportunity for a peaceful period. So, I plan to find a nice place to relax for a while."
Oh, I see...
After listening to the Red-Haired Commissioner's explanation, Lyon nodded in understanding. However, he soon felt that something seemed a bit off.
Based on his understanding of the Commissioner, she seemed to be the type who preferred inaction to action... or to put it bluntly, no matter how much she wanted to 'act' before, once she got drunk, she'd just 'stay put'.
For her, the joy of going out to relax couldn't compare to the straightforward pleasure of a good drink, so...
"Where do you plan to go?"
After showing interest, Lyon placed his hand behind his back and grabbed the Black Goat by the scruff of its neck. With a curious look in his eyes, he asked, "I've just finished dealing with matters at the Underworld Branch, and I'm about to take a few days off. Can you tell me how you plan to relax? Maybe I can take some inspiration from it too."
"..."
"..."
"You really are..."
After a brief moment of silence, seeing Lyon's hand move behind his back, the Red-Haired Commissioner shook his head helplessly, "You're suspicious even when I take a vacation? Can't you be a little more trusting?"
"You're the one who lied first."
Seeing that the Red-Haired Commissioner had revealed the truth, Lyon brought his hand out from behind his back. Holding the Black Goat, he said with narrowed eyes, "I respect others' privacy. If you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask. But you've been acting strangely since I returned, so there must be a problem!"
"I'm perfectly fine. What's strange about me?"
"The fact that you're acting so normal is what's strange."
"..."
"Don't pretend."
Seeing the Red-Haired Commissioner's speechless expression, Lyon became more convinced of his guess. He pouted and bluntly said, "Knowing you as I do, during this rare downtime, you should've been drinking while on duty! If you were truly 'normal', then what I saw when I first returned should've been you, drunk as a skunk.
And on top of that, you'd sip and wink at me, asking if I could help you advance your salary for the next year after becoming a Director, or if I'd urge you to ask Taurus Director for the Wine God's Pearl.
If I didn't agree, you might even threaten me under the influence of alcohol, saying that if I didn't help you get the Soaking Wine Pearl, you'd report me to Veronica for sexual harassment or something. How could you possibly be this serious now?"
"..."
Although these were all baseless speculations about himself, they seemed like things he might actually do...
Facing Lyon's reasonable analysis, the red-haired Commissioner, momentarily speechless, couldn't help but smack his lips, then decisively abandoned the idea of concealing anything and nodded crisply instead.
"You're right, I have been keeping something from you."
"Then you..."
"But I won't tell you."
"..."
Leaning back in his spacious chair, the red-haired Commissioner leisurely crossed his legs and looked at Lyon, who was speechless. With a mischievous smile, he said,
"Even though you're now a Director, half a rank higher than me, it doesn't mean I'll listen to everything you say, right?
Not a word, a movement, a sound, or a look in a book!
As for what I plan to do after leaving the royal capital, you can guess if you can, or you can chase after me if you're fast enough. Either way, I won't tell you anything~"
"You won't tell me?"
"Nope."
"Do you want to reconsider?"
"No need."
The red-haired Commissioner smiled confidently, his toes tapping lightly as he said, "Even if you..."
"I guessed you might cause trouble, so before returning, I specifically went to see Bull and got the Wine God's Pearl."
Lyon tossed the small ball, no bigger than the mouth of a beer bottle, and then held the Soaking Wine Pearl, which exuded a peculiar fragrance, back in his palm, shielding it from the red-haired Commissioner's ravenous gaze. He then spoke slowly and deliberately, "You have one more chance to rephrase that. Are you going to tell me or not?"
"I..."
What's the secret? Why is she so resistant this time?
Lyon glanced at the red-haired Commissioner, who was still defiantly resisting, and after a moment's thought, he reached out and pried open the Black Goat's mouth, moving the Soaking Wine Pearl to the side as if to force it in.
"If you don't speak, I'll feed this to it."
"..."
"Commissioner, you know that I've already defeated the Wine God, and this pearl will melt if it touches saliva, so..."
"Go ahead and feed it to him!"
"Ah?!?!"
As Lyon's expression of shock intensified, the red-haired Commissioner actually averted her gaze, clenching her fist and grinding her teeth. "It's just some wine. I... I can hold out!"
"..."
No... That's not right, is it? Are you still the Commissioner I know, the one who lives for wine?
Seeing that even at this point, the red-haired Commissioner was stubbornly refusing to give in, Lyon couldn't help but be stunned, finding it hard to believe what was happening before his eyes.
However, while he was dazed, several strands of red hair that had been cut off by the Bronze Shears earlier had already quietly 'swam' over, hidden by the carpet. They climbed up the Black Goat's fur and tugged hard at its open mouth!
(End of Chapter)
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