"Senior, thank you for your hard work."
As soon as Senior Mia finally managed to deal with the group of flattering guests and gathered with everyone, Dorothy promptly stepped forward, eagerly offering tea and water to her senior, massaging and tapping her legs.
Well, if it weren’t for her senior helping her out earlier, she felt she might end up awkwardly smiling to the point of facial paralysis today.
And the Golden Princess rarely saw her beloved being so attentive, feeling a bit flattered montarily, but she still enjoyed the Hobody Witch’s service with great pleasure.
Actually, for her, all that just now was rely a small scene, quite easy to handle without feeling tired. Yet this could earn a mont of attentive service from the Little Fairy, making Senior Mia feel like she profited greatly.
She really hoped there could be more banquets like this in the future.
The Golden Princess thought to herself.
However, she wasn’t entirely just going through the motions, as an excellent businessperson must also have the ability to detect key information from others’ casual remarks.
"Sisters, it seems this banquet is not that simple."
Senior Mia spoke up, ready to share the information she inferred from chatting with many guests with everyone. But she especially paid attention to Audrey’s reaction beside her, a bit worried that her subsequent words might hurt this innocent and lovely junior sister.
After all, the Radiant Dragon held the divinity of the Earth Mother Goddess, and Senior Mia was indeed very skilled in caring for young ones.
"Senior, it’s okay. I was prepared long ago."
Seeing the concerned look from her senior, Audrey felt very touched and smiled, then directed the Fox Doll to speak energetically.
"Senior Mia, did you hear anything just now?"
Madeline, feeling a bit distressed, rubbed her sister’s ear beside her and then asked sowhat embarrassedly but worriedly.
Obviously, the two sisters were the hosts, but now the intelligence had to rely on Senior Mia to provide, which was really quite shaful.
Moreover, it was her sister who had invited everyone to Venus City to play, so if there was any unrest in the city now, getting everyone involved, they would be even more sorry to the sisters.
If it weren’t for the mothers currently preparing the show backstage and being hard to disturb, she’d want to directly pull out the Spellbook to ask the mothers for clarification.
"I didn’t hear much useful news, but based on others’ words, I speculate that it’s about dealing with the Phantom Thief Jack that’s been heavily rumored lately."
Senior Mia didn’t keep them in suspense and directly shared her speculation.
"Phantom Thief Jack?"
Dorothy was stunned; everyone had discussed this Venus City urban legend figure once before.
And she rembered catching a glimpse of that sowhat mysteriously bizarre figure in a seemingly hallucinatory mont when queuing to enter the city earlier.
"Weren’t the thief’s advance notices sent to the museum? I rember she was eyeing sothing called the Demon Lord’s Love Letter this ti?"
The Hobody Witch recalled the news she had seen earlier.
At the ti, she wanted to ridicule the situation; the Witch World’s relics were truly strange, and even the Demon Lord’s Love Letter could be considered an artifact, even a museum treasure.
However, she slightly recalculated, and this was almost equivalent to love letters written by ancient emperors in her previous life. If these things could actually exist, calling them national treasures wouldn’t be too much, wouldn’t be an exaggeration.
The reason she found this strange was probably that the Lord Demon King himself was still alive, and frequently appeared lively, without the mystery and weight of being a historical figure.
Moreover, she was actually curious; for soone like Artie’s personality, how could they possibly allow their love letters to be exposed, especially displayed in a museum for everyone?
This isn’t like Artie, nor like the Demon Lord. She should have jumped up to erase the black history long ago.
Anyway, if such a thing happened to herself, Dorothy would feel numb just thinking about it; what kind of public execution was this? If that day ever ca, she’d rather drag the whole world into the grave with her.
Oh, she seed not to have anyone she needed to write love letters to, so that’s fine.
The Hobody Witch cald down.
Hmm, that love letter itself is suspicious too; this is way too abnormal. For Artie’s personality, to allow this love letter to beco a relic, there could only be one possibility, which is that the love letter could trigger even greater fun in the future.
Dorothy speculated slightly about the personality of the Evil Breed Little Loli she knew and made this deduction.
"Miss, the Demon Lord’s Love Letter is no longer in the museum. Venus City officials were provoked by that thief so much, how could they obediently leave the treasure in place for soone to steal?"
At this ti, Ruthfiel chid in, Miss Fallen Angel threw a caring look at her lady and spoke.
"I think the Demon Lord’s Love Letter is likely in the Witch Opera House now, which is the safest place in the city. If it were , I’d definitely transfer the Demon Lord’s Love Letter here, or even place it directly on the stage watched by everyone, to see how the thief intends to steal it."
Saying this, she turned to Madeline and Audrey, asking the sisters.
"Next, what are the senior officials’ performance programs? You should be able to inquire about that, right?"
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