Chapter 240 Plans and Nightmares

'Your invitation just now was so stupid!'

After Lyon's interview invitation was flatly rejected by the female reporter, he could only leave with regret on his face. After getting on the public carriage back to the Cleanup Bureau, Black Goat immediately squeezed out of the window glass impatiently, first asked a few questions, and then commented with a look of regret:
'If you want to set a trap to catch her, then just invite her to your house for an interview, or to Ryan's house. By then, whether it's Emma or the red-haired director, it will be very easy to catch her.

But you invited her to the Cleanup Bureau to interview you. That woman is both a rebel and an Aquarius subordinate. She is still seriously injured and has not recovered yet. She can't even hide from you, so how could she dare to go to the Cleanup Bureau to interview you?

Let me tell you, I was watching from behind the glass of the chandelier at the time. When the reporter heard you invite her to the Cleanup Bureau, her face changed in fear. As soon as you looked away, she glanced at you suspiciously, and it was obvious that she had begun to suspect you!'

After a long chatter, and after giving an overall evaluation of Leon's invitation as being extremely stupid, the Black Goat smacked his lips with an unsatisfied look on his face.
'Boy, now you can see how important I am, right?
If I had come out and warned you just now, you wouldn't have alarmed her. Now that this has happened, it will be difficult to set a trap for her in the future. What a pity!'

Ah, yes, yes, you are right!

After glancing at the black goat, Leon calmly asked back while recording the information he had just obtained in his notebook:
"Tell me, is there a possibility that I didn't even want to catch her?"

'? ? ? '

"A living spy whose identity has been exposed is much more useful than a dead spy in our hands."

While writing down his notes, Leon answered without looking up:
"If she is still in contact with Director Aquarius, we can pass on some false information through her, or even find Director Aquarius's whereabouts directly through her. Isn't this more useful than arresting her?"

That's true...

After pondering for a while, the black goat could not help but nodded slightly, but still said with some dissatisfaction:

"Since you're not planning to catch her, then there's no need to mention the Cleanup Bureau, right? You just invited her to the Cleanup Bureau, and she suspected you were setting a trap to catch her, so she's obviously alert!"

"It's a good thing she's alert."

Thinking about the information he just saw, Leon couldn't help but frown slightly, stopped writing with the charcoal pencil in his hand, and said with a sense of pressure:
"He is a first-level cleaner after all. According to the director, an elite first-level cleaner like Senior Emma is capable of destroying most of the capital in one day at any cost. I think he can kill me in one encounter.

A person like her with such incredible destructive power and unknown means is too dangerous. Senior Jerry's friends can keep an eye on her whereabouts, but they can't stop her from causing damage. I'm afraid only the director of the bureau can subdue her immediately.

As for the director, you know his situation. It is impossible for him to put down other work and just keep an eye on her all day. So the safest way to deal with her is to make her alert and afraid to move, but also unwilling to evacuate on her own because of a fluke mentality."

"..."

In just such a short while, you have thought so much?

After listening to Leon's plan, Black Goat couldn't help but smack his lips, and suddenly felt that this boy was a little bit strange.

After slowly gaining some power and being "polluted" by Emma and the red-haired woman for a while, Leon has completely changed. He is no longer the angry fool he used to be.

This bastard's heart has become much darker than before. Not only has he gotten used to setting traps for others all the time, he also acts more and more like those cunning people in the Cleanup Bureau. His stomach is filled with all kinds of evil ideas, and the poop he poops out is probably tainted by his mother.

'Fine. '

With full of malice, after glancing at Leon's butt, the black goat said curiously:

"So what are you going to do next? Go straight back to the Cleanup Bureau and wait for Emma and that red-haired bitch to come back?"

"The next words..."

Leon thought about it for a moment, then took out his homemade charcoal pencil, circled the small notebook in his hand, and said hesitantly:

"Let's go back to the bureau first and tell Senior Jerry about the situation, then go find Princess Wang to cancel the engagement."

……

The sun has set.

As the sunlight faded, the embers and smoke left by the war, like smears of dark grey paint, painted one dark shadow after another on the streets and alleys large and small.

After several extremely brutal tug-of-war battles, the once prosperous city had been reduced to ruins. Broken mechanical parts could be seen every now and then on the collapsed streets. In the collapsed buildings, a large number of broken steam pipes were feebly spewing out grayish-white pungent smoke.

Dust, smoke, ashes, rust, blood, and wailing!
The desolate and fierce wind howled through the streets, bringing the chaotic smell of fireworks and scorched earth in the air into the nasal cavity in a tragic and harsh way, stimulating the survivors to burst into tears, as if this city that was completely destroyed by the war was mourning its own death.

This is... After recognizing this broken city in front of her that she had only been to once but was so familiar to her, Veronica, who looked six or seven years younger, was slightly startled, and then she couldn't help but bite her lips hard.

This is my dream... The broken city before me was the former county seat of Lane County, the city of Cornwall that had been completely destroyed in the war.

In the Patriotic War six years ago, the mechanical forces of the Kingdom and the Ice Country Aishito fought for eleven rounds in Cornwall City, completely bombing the once prosperous Cornwall City into a wasteland. Even if those who fled early were counted, more than half of the residents of Cornwall City were still killed or injured.

What was happening before his eyes was the day after the sixth round of tug-of-war, when the Kingdom of Aixito was about to launch a counterattack and start the seventh round of fierce fighting. What happened in the next two hours would be his worst nightmare in his life.

Even though she was extremely reluctant to move forward, the princess in her dream was completely unable to control her actions. She could only follow her former self, accompanied by a large number of guards and ten field doctors, and rushed to the dilapidated factory at the end of the street.

It was a sugar factory that had been bombed repeatedly. The rainbow candy produced in Cornwall was once sold all over the kingdom and was the image of the rainbow in the dreams of countless children.

But after six rounds of fighting, this factory that once carried countless sweet memories had been half destroyed. The broken walls were full of bullet holes, the steam that had not yet dissipated in the pipes was hissing, and the shattered wreckage of machines was everywhere.

In stark contrast to the dilapidated and anxious scene, the factory floor was covered with brightly colored syrup, and in the warehouse where the syrup was once stored, dozens of citizens who had not had time to evacuate were hiding, waiting for the almost impossible rescue.

The princess in the dream heard the weak cry for help and was anxiously directing the guards to pry the door open. She even opened the deformed door frame with her own hands and rushed in first.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured into the room through the broken window, casting several mottled shadows in the half-ruined house. A child with dirty syrup stuck on his body was holding his doll and looking at her timidly. Beside the child were more than thirty survivors.

After seeing the target of her trip, the princess in the dream couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief and smiled with relief. However, the princess who knew that she was in a dream looked at the doll in the girl's hand, whose cheek was half shattered and whose face looked like a doll smiling sadly, and she bit her lips tightly.

"boom!"

With the hissing sound of the air being torn apart, hundreds of bombs filled with alchemical fuel, with pale tail flames, tore through the dark red sunset and landed on the streets of Cornwall. The half-collapsed sugar factory was completely reduced to ruins, and the bright syrup all over the ground turned into a raging sea of orange and yellow fire.

"Do not!!!"

At the moment when the bright flame was about to explode completely, the sleeping princess suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed.

However, even though she successfully got rid of the dream and broke free from the nightmare that had tormented her for six years before the most painful moment came, the princess's thin nightgown was still soaked with cold sweat and stuck tightly to her skin, making her feel cold all over.

"call……"

The princess leaned weakly against the head of the bed, gasping violently for a while. After her heartbeat slowly calmed down, she did not try to fall asleep again. Instead, she got out of bed, drank a glass of cold water, then walked to the desk and sat down. She opened the document on the desk that had not been approved yet and silently picked up the feather pen.

Curse of the Nightmare King.

Every direct descendant of the royal family will be haunted by nightmares throughout their adulthood, and will experience their deepest regrets and pains countless times in extremely realistic nightmares.

But that’s fine too.

After approving the document in hand, Princess Wang turned around and looked at the smiling tin doll on the shelf behind her. After a moment of silence, she picked up another new document.

Although the curse of the Nightmare King is painful, it also constantly reminds me to not forget everything that happened and to always remember what I should do.

……

As the princess wrote furiously, the pile of documents on the desk began to slowly decrease, but the ointment in the lamp also began to gradually disappear.

There was a slight "crackling" sound, the light in the lamp flickered slightly, and a maid's gentle call was heard at the door.

"Your Highness? Are you asleep?"

"not yet."

She picked up the tweezers and rolled up the wick, then relit the dimmed lamp. The princess continued to review the documents while asking in a gentle voice:

"what's up?"

"Your Highness Veronica... it's your relative... um... Mr. Leon is here. Do you want to see him now?"

(End of this chapter)

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