Chapter 298

At noon, on Red Pine Avenue, at the entrance of the Marcellini Family’s Rose Manor.

“Truly beautiful…”

After stepping down from the carriage and gazing afar at the sea of blooming roses within the manor, a refined middle-aged man with an air of scholarly sophistication couldn’t help but sincerely exclaim: “Though the people of the Marcellini family aren’t good sorts, this estate of theirs is truly top-notch.

The flowering period for most roses is between April and July. To see so many roses in bloom during winter, there’s really no place other than the Marcellini family’s estate.”

“Yeah,”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, a somewhat lazy-looking young man nodded in agreement with a face showing approval, also expressing some sentiment:

“I have no idea how they manage it. I installed a greenhouse in my garden to see these beautiful flowers earlier, but compared to this vast flower sea blooming in the cold wind, those greenhouse flowers seem rather insignificant.”

Huh? This guy has a dedicated greenhouse for growing flowers at home?

Facing the somewhat rash interruption by the lazy youth who suddenly walked up beside him, the refined middle-aged man first slightly startled, then took an active interest and started a conversation:

“Excuse me, may I ask how exactly your greenhouse was set up?”

After receiving a somewhat surprised look from the lazy youth, the refined middle-aged man explained somewhat sheepishly: “To be honest, I once had a similar idea, but the greenhouse craftsmen said that current technology isn’t very mature yet. For normal greenhouses, growing out-of-season fruits isn’t a problem.

But for flowers sensitive to temperature changes, especially roses, the chances of survival are slim. Even if they do bloom, they won’t look good. So, I’d like to ask how you managed it.”

“Oh, this isn’t difficult.”

After rummaging around in his pocket for a bit, the lazy youth smiled and said: “The greenhouse rose technique was discovered by a botanist named Leon from the Crocodile Kingdom. It hasn’t been widely adopted yet. If you’re interested, I can introduce the craftsmen who worked on my place to you.”

“Wow, thank you so much!”

Upon hearing the words of the lazy youth, the middle-aged man, having achieved what he wanted, couldn’t help but excitedly rub his hands together, then continued the conversation with a fervent expression:

“I haven’t asked yet, who might you be?”

“My name is Jerry, Jerry Beck, another lover of flowers.”

After smiling at the refined middle-aged man, the lazy youth gestured lightly towards the direction of the Rose Manor gates, kindly reminding:

“Mr., since we’re all here as guests, it wouldn’t be good to keep the host waiting too long… How about we go inside and talk?”

“Yes, yes, that makes sense!”

After being reminded, the middle-aged man snapped back to reality, nodding hurriedly multiple times, then enthusiastically conversed with this friend knowledgeable about roses as they walked shoulder-to-shoulder into the Rose Manor gates. Behind the lazy youth, the male servant responsible for carrying the luggage followed closely behind.

…

Goodness, just like that, he got in?

Looking at the guards behind him who didn’t offer any obstruction, then looking at the two people ahead earnestly exchanging ideas, Li Lingbao Male Servant Ang couldn’t help but blink in admiration, gaining quite a bit more confidence in this rescue mission.

After tearfully agreeing to help, Senior Tom released Senior Jerry. After asking for something to prove identity, he let Jerry find Princess Veronica through the Royal Family channel to report to the General Bureau. Then, he reached out and took an apple from the fruit plate on the desk.

And next, it was time to witness the miracle.

When the two of them left the Clearing Bureau and walked onto the road to hail a ride, the half-green, half-red sour apple was just finished eating, and its core was casually tossed onto the street by Senior Tom.

Next, a woman carrying soybeans stepped on the core and fell, scattering half the street with soybeans. The rental carriage that was supposed to stop in front of someone slid because of the beans all over the street, moving forward two body lengths, stopping right in front of the two of them.

When they changed into the butler uniform after taking off their coat, under the requirement of Senior Tom, not knowing why, they got off the carriage. A butler-like person waiting by the roadside immediately ran over anxiously.

After scolding them for being late, the butler-like person directly handed over a set of clean formal wear, asking them to quickly deliver it to the “master,” even paying the carriage fare.

Finally, the completely confused carriage driver drove aimlessly for a while, turned back, and just wanted to ask where the two of them wanted to go when Senior Tom got out of the carriage, chatting with the refined middle-aged man at the entrance of the manor, skipping the invitation check part, and easily entering the Rose Manor with them…

“Let’s go down underground, the Scale Gold Religion gathering is held there.”

In Leon’s admiring gaze, after exchanging contact addresses with the refined middle-aged man, Senior Tom walked over, called out to Leon, and took two apples from the fruit platter in the guest room, handing one over.

“Wanna eat?”

“…”

“Eat!”

Leon, worried about Senior Emma’s safety, naturally had no mood to eat apples.

However, due to just witnessing Senior Tom mysteriously completing all preparations with only one green apple and smoothly sneaking into the Rose Manor,

Worried that refusing would disrupt the following series of “apple effects,” Leon accepted the apple and mimicked Senior Tom’s actions, biting into it. However…

“Pfft! What bad luck!”

Seeing Senior Tom make a bitter face after taking a bite and spitting out the apple in his mouth, Leon couldn’t help but blink in surprise, then imitated him by spitting the flesh of the apple onto the stairs.

“Hmm?”

Somewhat puzzled, Tom looked at Leon and asked curiously: “Is your apple sour too?”

“Uh… pretty sweet.”

“Then why spit it out?”

“…”

Isn’t it because I saw you spit out the apple, assuming that doing so would trigger a series of coincidences to get us into the gathering? Guess I probably overthought it…

“Ah!”

Just as Leon awkwardly grinned, wanting to explain his misunderstanding, a panicked scream came from behind.

A lavishly dressed noblewoman, trying to avoid the apple Leon spat on the stairs, accidentally stepped on her hem and slipped, sitting painfully on the stairs and groaning.

However, the cat-claw badge pinned to her collar strangely flew out, drawing an elegant arc in the air, and landed precisely in Leon’s hand…

This… Is this the believer’s badge necessary to infiltrate the gathering?! Is this woman a believer of the Scale Gold Religion?!

Looking at the essential believer’s badge for infiltrating the gathering, Senior Tom couldn’t help but startle slightly, then looked at Leon up and down thoughtfully, asking: “Leon, do you usually… always have such bad luck?”

(End of Chapter)