Chapter 1957


    Raiden led the group on a brisk tour through the corridors until they arrived at a massive suite that


    included a study, dining room, and bedroom.


    In the living room sat a man in his forties, dressed in a whiteb coat, with a mask covering his face.


    He respectfully stood up from hisputer as they entered, "Mr. Raiden."


    "This," Mr. Raiden introduced, "is the man in charge here, Professor Bernard!"


    Professor Bernard scanned the group with a guarded and vignt gaze, giving them a brief nod.


    Estelle''s grip tightened. Even with the mask, she recognized his eyes in an instant. No wonder she had


    been unable to find him!


    Judging by the surroundings, he must spend all his hours here, never venturing out.


    A flicker of realization crossed Estelle''s eyes as she nced at Jonathan''s retreating back. Had he


    suggested visiting Mr. Raiden''s microwaveb just to help her find the one she was searching for?


    She hadn''t told him her mission, yet he had guessed it!


    A blonde woman in a breezy dress emerged from the bedroom, eyeing Mr. Raiden warily before


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    approaching Professor Bernard and smiling at him while casting furtive nces at Jonathan and


    Lambert on the couch, "We have guests?"


    "Show thosedies around," Professor Bernard replied with a smile.


    "Of course!" The woman raised an eyebrow at Estelle and Sylvia, "Follow me!"


    Exchanging a nce, Sylvia and Estelle trailed after the blonde woman.


    Mr. Raiden excused himself to take a call in another room, and Professor Bernard stepped out for a


    moment on some errand.


    Lambert whispered to Jonathan, "Mr. Alvis, any guesses why Mr. Raiden dares to bring us here?"


    Microwave weapons, more potent than nukes, were the prize all major powers were secretly chasing.


    When Jonathan suggested visiting, Mr. Raiden didn''t refuse but instead brought them here, seemingly


    without fear.


    Jonathan lounged on the sofa with an air of nonchnce, "What does Mr. Brennan think?"


    Lambert chuckled softly, checking his surroundings, "First, Mr. Raiden''s microwave weapon isn''t fully


    developed. Second, I bet Professor Bernard hasn''t left the twelfth sublevel since arriving at Zion. Mr.


    Raiden probably imnted bombs in him; nobody can take him away, so Mr. Raiden isn''t worried."


    Jonathan nodded absentmindedly, "Sounds usible."


    Lambert''s smile widened, "Plus, once Mr. Raiden perfects his weapon, he''ll definitely sell it to the


    Mystoria Federation, hoping to rope you into a partnership against Gab. That''s why he''d never decline


    your request to visit."


    Jonathan''s expression was hidden behind a mask, only his eyes shifted towards Lambert; he uttered


    ndly, "Mr. Brennan, you must be Mr. Raiden''s mind reader!"


    Lambert''s smirk froze, his brow furrowing. That didn''t sound like apliment at all.


    Catching Jonathan''sposed demeanor, Lambert couldn''t tell if the remark was a deliberate jab.


    Standing up, he said coolly, "I''ll go find my Re."


    Jonathan''s expression turned icy; that possessive ''my Re'' stung his ears.


    The blonde led Estelle and Sylvia down the ss corridor and out through a door. As she swung it


    open and stepped outside, she turned with a smile, "It''s rare to have visitors here, quite a delight. Feel


    free to wander, enjoy yourselves!"


    Estelle took in the view beyond the door, and then nced back at the ss corridor, marveling at the


    fantastical scene before her.