Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first? Chapter 525 - 35: A Simple Test

Ti rewound to before Aske and the others had departed.

Miel, Mia, and dea arrived at the ground floor of the Lysine Hall at the ti previously agreed upon with Rasul, only to find no sign of anyone.

"Could it be because you ca, dea, that the master is avoiding us and refuses to et?" Mia exclaid, turning pale.

"How could that be?" dea rolled her eyes. "Am I that scary?"

"It’s not about being scary or not," Miel speculated. "Maybe he just doesn’t want to et with you."

"But according to what you said, if he can foresee the future, then he should know that I an him no harm," dea frowned, puzzled.

She carefully surveyed her surroundings through her Mind Vision. Besides the doorkeeper and the staff, there were no others present in the hall.

The doorkeeper quickly noticed the red-haired woman watching him and glanced back curiously.

Feeling the unfamiliar man’s gaze, dea quickly grew uncomfortable and turned away awkwardly.

Yet the doorkeeper continued to stare straight at her, as if sensing sothing amiss; the other staff mbers around started looking over as well.

Stare.

Being watched so intently by so many people for an extended period, even the bold Mia felt that sothing was off, and she looked around vigilantly, her right hand resting on the weapon concealed inside her garnt.

"I see," dea said with a cold laugh, looking at these people. "He has already arrived."

"What do you an, ’arrived’?" Miel asked nervously.

"The puppets he’s manipulating," dea said. "He really is audacious. Isn’t he afraid of being discovered by the Church Court?"

"The master told us before that he has ways to deceive the Church Court," Mia said.

"Not necessarily," dea scoffed. "If he could openly stir trouble right under the Church Court’s nose and still remain undetected, why doesn’t he just plant a nuclear bomb underneath the Ratlan Palace? Would he need to go through so much trouble to nurture you?"

After reading the minds of those around her for a mont, dea nodded and headed towards the exit: "I understand now."

"What do you understand?" Miel and Mia quickly followed after her.

"This is a test, a probe to see if I am worthy of contacting him," dea said without turning back. "And these people, whom he has sent to draw our attention, are the riddle to be solved."

"I’ve just sifted through these people’s thoughts. There are a total of 13 people in the hall: 2 doorkeepers, 2 door boys, 2 tellers, 4 cleaners, and 3 security staff. Their minds all have backdoors implanted, deliberately placed at the most superficial layer of their Mind Bodies, obviously inserted not too long ago and intended for to find."

"The only commonality in their mories is that they had all once entered a restaurant around the street corner. This restaurant is located at the crossroads to the west of the Lysine Building street, serving both breakfast and lunch, and it’s where the employees typically dine."

Upon arriving at the restaurant, dea, with Mia and Miel, entered the establishnt and approached the checkout counter, striking up a conversation with the waitress:

"This place is very close to the Lysine Building, isn’t it?"

"Yes," the waitress smiled. "Do you work there?"

"No," dea smiled slightly. "I am a guest."

"Co off it, sister," the waitress looked at her with a knowing gaze. "The Lysine Building has its own luxurious restaurant that only serves guests, so only their employees would co here to dine."

"Other than the Lysine Building’s employees, do many other custors co to dine here?" dea continued to ask.

"Well, as you can see, I’m actually quite busy..." The waitress’s eyes darted past her to Miel and Mia.

"Two ice cream cones," dea handed over so cash. "The extra is for your tip."

"Right away, dear custor," the waitress said with a sweet smile, stuffing the banknote into her blouse before heading over to the ice cream machine next to the counter. She served up two ice cream cones and handed them to Miel and Mia, giving their heads a friendly pat.

"Actually, it’s mostly the employees from your side who co here." The waitress said with pride, "Our food quality might not compare to Lysine Kitchen, but it’s top-notch in Solomon City. Only employees from the Lysine Building can afford our prices."

"Got it," dea looked up at the recruitnt notice on the wall and asked, "Are you still hiring for a cashier?"

"Yeah," the waitress responded, "Daniel resigned this morning, so the boss is planning to hire soone new."

"I bet he only worked half a day," dea said.

"How did you know?" the waitress asked in surprise, "He was just hired yesterday afternoon but resigned at noon today."

"Because he achieved his goal," dea patted her shoulder with a smirk, "Stay safe, sister."

The waitress was confused by her words and suddenly felt a wave of nausea. She then seed to rember sothing and hurried off with a pale face.

After leaving the restaurant with the two girls, Miel couldn’t help but say,

"dea, you sure hold a grudge. Just because she tried to extort you, you used Mind Suggestion to make her think she accidentally got pregnant?"

"Do you think my money is that easy to extort?" dea snorted coldly and said, "Anyway, the answer is this Daniel. He planted thought backdoors in those employees while taking paynts this morning and manipulated them to appear before us."

"Do you have any clues about this Daniel?"

"Clues? Didn’t you read minds just now?" Miel asked.

"I did," dea replied, "That guy nad Daniel disguised his appearance, nothing noteworthy. The only possible clue is his resu, but that idiot waitress forgot where she put it."

"Resu?" Mia, who was eating her ice cream, took a piece of paper out of her bag, "You an this?"

"Where did that co from?" dea took the resu in surprise.

"I saw it in the crevice under the counter," Mia said, "I just picked it up."

"Mmm," dea read the resu carefully, a slight smile appearing on her lips, "This guy’s employnt history claims that he once was a tailor for suits, and he even provided a detailed address—couldn’t be a more obvious hint."

"A suit tailor?" Miel and Mia exchanged glances, suddenly recalling their last eting with Rasul in a suit shop.

Was it a hint?

Following dea to the specified address, they indeed found a corner tailor shop, but the door was adorned with a "Closed for Today" sign.

dea pushed, and the door wasn’t locked.

Upon entering, the three girls saw Rasul sitting behind the counter, grinning at everyone.

"Is this a hidden branch of the Assassin Organization?" dea closed the shop door and asked nonchalantly as if making small talk.

"Not really," Rasul said, "This is just my old friend’s shop. He’s off to vacation in Sardinia, and I’m looking after it for him."

"So what should I call you?" dea squinted her eyes, "An assassin ntor? Mia’s master?"

"Or the Anti-Christ?"

"Just call by my na." Rasul replied, pointing to a chair beside the counter, "Seat?"

"No, thanks," dea declined, "You know why."

"Fear of n," Rasul tapped the desktop, "Quite an awkward psychological issue, especially for an Enchanting Demon."

"Better than antisocial personality disorder," dea quipped with a cold laugh, "You’re the one subtly influencing Emperor Otto’s mind, pushing him to attack the Church Court, aren’t you?"