Chapter 906 Filthy Water
Chapter 906 Filthy Water
Although Sue didn't want to hear boring political matters, her ears were too sensitive, and she heard Vilette and the servant's voices clearly.
First came the servant's deep, elegant voice.
"I will be leaving Fontaine soon, but there is one thing I am worried about before I go."
The servant took out a document and a stack of appendices and placed them on Navelette's desk.
“It may not be clear in a few words. I have written a proposal and would like Mr. Villette to review it.”
After a slight rustling of pages turning, Villette's voice rang out.
“I understand your request. To be frank, I cannot understand why you are doing this.”
The porcelain teacup clattered softly as the servant took a sip of black tea and set it down.
"I've heard that Mr. Navelette has a fondness for water, so I'll use water as a metaphor."
"Home is like a huge lake, into which countless rivers flow and out of which countless rivers rush."
"As someone who watches over the lake every day, I hope that every river that flows out of it can reach the sea."
"However, objective facts tell me that this is impossible—the vast majority of rivers will dry up halfway, seep into the soil, and never return."
"I want to find some meaning for those 'waters that cannot see the sea.' For example, irrigating the fields on both banks, or becoming a sweet spring in someone's cup."
Paimon's eyes darted around, and he whispered to his friends for help, "Did you guys understand what she was saying?"
Su rubbed his temples unhappily, planning to go directly to Vilette later to ask for the correct answer.
Kong said cautiously, "I have a slight guess, but I can't be sure yet, shh—"
Navelette was quite comfortable with this kind of conversation full of metaphors. "I need to remind you that no matter how you beautify them, no one wants to taste the 'muddy water'."
“It is ‘water that was once murky.’” The servant said earnestly, “Don’t worry, I will filter out the mud and sand from the water and restore it to its purest state.”
Navelette remained silent, seemingly considering her words.
The servant added to his proposal, saying, "If Mr. Navelette agrees to my proposal, my forces will gradually withdraw from Fontaine. In the future, we will not carry out 'special missions' in Fontaine unless absolutely necessary."
Navelette: "Special missions...like the assassination of Talduffer?"
The servant chuckled softly. “That hypocrite who embezzled charity funds? I offer my deepest condolences for his death, but there seems to be no evidence pointing to the House of Hearths at the moment.”
Sue pursed her lips and whispered, "It was definitely her who did it!" Otherwise, Vilette wouldn't have brought it up on purpose.
The servant is not only a top-notch assassin, but also probably extremely skilled at handling traces. Without evidence, even a court of law wouldn't be able to touch her.
But Navelette did not pursue the matter further; the man was indeed, as the servant had said, a hypocrite who had escaped legal judgment.
What Villette was unhappy about was that her servant had overstepped the laws of Fontaine and carried out vigilante justice on his own.
There was no intention to provoke the Supreme Judge of Fontainebleau; the servant adopted a more lenient and proactive approach to exchanging benefits.
"Of course, if Mr. Navelette agrees to my proposal, I can help do some things to reduce similar troubles."
“That was a flawless statement.” Navelette accepted the documents and files delivered by the servant. “I agree to your proposal in principle.”
“Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Navelette.” The servant sincerely thanked him and presented him with a gift he had prepared in advance.
"The deal is done, and I should take my leave now. I've asked someone to bring you two bottles of water from the Winter Solstice Spring, hoping to hear your thoughts next time."
Seeing the servant get up to leave, the traveler's party split into two groups. Sora and Paimon followed the servant out of the office, while Sue went straight to Vilette's desk.
“Navilette, Navilette, what were you and the servant talking about just now?” Sue looked at Navilette expectantly. “Please tell me?”
Navelette relaxed from her serious work posture, her eyes smiling. "Are you spying on [the servants]?"
“Yes,” Su readily admitted, “we want to find out what kind of person she really is.”
Navilette thought for a moment and said:
"Because of the properties of water, I can easily resonate with other people's emotions. But I can hardly feel anything from this executive."
"Her heart was like a calm lake, dark and deep, without any ripples. I don't know if she was born this way, or if she could control her emotions through her own will."
"All of this means that she is extremely good at hiding her true self. Although some of her actions have helped many Fontainebleau residents, I still think she is complex and dangerous."
Navelette reminded the girl to be careful.
“Okay!” Sue readily agreed, then urged Vilette to quickly share the information she had just received.
“If it’s you, it’s fine for you to know about this.” Navelette presented the servant’s proposal. “She wants to ask the Fontaine government to take in a group of children rejected by the Hearth House.”
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Once outside the Mo Mang Palace, the servant seemed to have nothing else to do. With two little tails following her, she strolled leisurely down the street.
“Uh…” Paimon looked at the sky and whispered, “Is she walking so slowly because she’s waiting for Su to come out?”
Sora nodded.
The servants probably already knew they were spying on her and delaying her.
Her continued cooperation begs the question: is she genuinely showing sincerity, or is she simply using them...?
While staring at the servant and pondering something, Sora was bumped into and stumbled.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" The young man who hit the person apologized repeatedly. "It's all my fault. I was only thinking about selling newspapers and didn't watch where I was going."
Although Sora said it was alright, the young man with a scar on his nose still took out two newspapers as an apology and gave them to Sora and Paimon.
"What are you talking about?" The servant, who had noticed that "Tail" had fallen behind, came over.
Seemingly intimidated by the oppressive aura emanating from the servant, the young man stammered, unable to utter a word.
"A newspaper? Give me one." The servant accepted the newspaper from the young newspaper seller and gave him the money for three newspapers.
"Oh? Thank you for your patronage. May the gods bless you with great wealth!" The newspaper vendor reflexively uttered auspicious words, then dashed away in a flash.
"The front page headline of this 'Sewage Newspaper' is also about Su," Paimon said, flipping through the newspaper with great interest. "The reporter consulted many experts and scholars to analyze Su's 'true identity'."
Kong quickly opened the newspaper in his hand and read it, then breathed a sigh of relief.
The focus of this report is actually the longsword in Su's hand.
The experts and scholars consulted by the reporter determined that the elegant and luxurious longsword belonged to the Remuria dynasty.
It was also said that it was by no means an ordinary standard longsword, but rather the kind of sword that only those at the top of power could use.
Finally, the reporter determined that Su's true identity was actually—
The remnants of a bygone dynasty!
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