Chapter 1845 Falvins Family <TOC> Chapter 1847 A Subtle Rivalry
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Before Angel could open the projection, he heard a rustling sound behind him. Turning around, he saw Gloria, who had somehow conjured a dark fairytale-style Spade Throne.
Gloria, lounging on the throne with several spade playing cards in hand, seemed leisurely but was attentively focused on the projection.
“Is this really necessary…” Angel thought, his mind racing with countless retorts as he looked at Gloria’s elaborate setup.
“You wouldn’t understand,” Gloria said, her fiery red lips hidden behind the playing cards, her eyes flickering with an unidentifiable emotion.
“Consider me clueless, but don’t you think this throne style clashes with my study?” Angel couldn’t help but point out.
Gloria glanced over. Angel’s study was a typical traditional aristocratic style, primarily in dark ochre tones, with the occasional brightening touch of cherry wood, a rare contrast. Indeed, her Spade Throne was out of place.
After pondering for a moment, Gloria looked at Angel: “Help me. My illusion can sustain itself, but Lydia might see through the background.”
“Why insist on this?”
Gloria didn’t answer, continuing to dismiss Angel with “you wouldn’t understand.”
Angel, observing Gloria’s persistence, sighed deeply, slightly lifting his foot, then stomped heavily on the ground. An energy ripple instantly formed at his feet, spreading like a wave throughout the study.
Gloria’s world dimmed as she blinked; when she looked again, she found herself in a dark church adorned with rose patterns, the Spade Throne fittingly placed at the forefront, with black religious stained glass forming the backdrop.
It looks eerie yet solemn, perfectly matching Gloria’s throne style.
“Thank you,” Gloria smiled at Angel, then the next second, she immediately put away her smile and put on an indifferent demeanor.
It seems that Gloria was already prepared to “face” Lydia.
Angel opened the light screen, and when the light screen flashed a figure, Gloria slightly raised her head, her gaze carrying a subtle air of arrogance.
“Eh? Isn’t that Gloria? You’ve changed back to your previous appearance? Actually, I think your look from a while ago was better,” an elderly male voice came from the light screen.
Not Lydia? Gloria lowered her head for a closer look, only to find that the figure on the screen was Midora with orange-red, withered hair.
“Where are you, it looks like a church…” Midora’s voice continued, and Angel noticed that Gloria’s gaze was almost unable to hold back. He quickly stood in front of the light screen and briefly explained why the scenery was set up.
Midora was stunned for a moment, seemingly not understanding Gloria’s thoughts. However, a gentle female voice came from beside Midora: “Gloria is doing the right thing, you don’t need to worry.”
Angel: “Is Mrs. Adelia nearby?”
Midora stroked his beard and nodded: “She went with Tujo to buy tickets for Shirley’s magic show and came to find me knowing I was at the signal tower.”
As Midora’s voice fell, a chubby little figure burst into the center of the light screen.
This little chubby kid with totem tribal marks on his face was Tujo.
Tujo, with his short and chubby fingers, pointed at the poker cards in Gloria’s hand, his eyes sparkling: “Poker cards! I want poker cards too!”
As soon as Tujo’s voice fell, Angel saw a pair of well-maintained hands stretch out from the side, grabbed Tujo’s collar from behind, and lifted him out of the light screen range. Meanwhile, Lady Adelia’s voice, scolding Tujo, faintly came through.
“Forget them, let’s get back to the main point,” Midora said, not bothering to glance at Tujo but instead turning to Angel: “I just helped you connect with the Falvins family. They said they need to prepare and will connect directly to you through my signal tower shortly.”
Angel nodded in understanding. In other words, Signal Tower No. 1 of Sky Mechanical City would serve as a mediator, linking him with the Falvins family, a common operation when both parties are unaware of each other’s signal tower contact methods.
Angel: “What did they say they are preparing?”
Midora shook her head: “Who knows? Probably going to call Lydia, I guess.”
While Midora was speaking, a ‘thud thud thud’ sound came from the light screen. Looking down, Midora said: “The Falvins family has contacted me. Should I transfer it to you now?”
Angel nodded: “Yes.”
As soon as he spoke, the light screen ‘zzzt——’ sound, and the image jumped.
A fiery red color appeared in the center of the screen. Amidst this fiery red, there were faint traces of petals. Angel was about to look closer to see the details, but Gloria, standing behind him, suddenly tapped his shoulder.
Turning around, he saw Gloria extending her index finger, pointing to the side.
The meaning was clear: she wanted him to move aside.
Angel thought for a moment, realizing that regarding the deal with the No Eyed Man, Houston, Gloria would eventually have to negotiate, so his presence was irrelevant.
Considering this, Angel stepped aside, allowing the view to be given to Gloria.
Standing to the side, Angel could still see the scene on the light screen. He had just felt that he vaguely saw petals, and indeed he was not wrong. As the fiery light slowly dissipated, a red lotus garden, under the fiery rosy glow, appeared in front of Angel.
When Angel clearly saw the content on the screen, he suddenly understood Gloria’s previous obsession.
Because, compared to Gloria, Lydia’s side was even more extravagant.
Lydia, wearing a fiery red luxurious dress, barefooted, lazily leaned in the red lotus garden. Her makeup, as thick as a freshly fed vampire count, combined with the crimson blood glow and the numerous blooming red lotuses in the garden, had a peculiar beauty.
Petals fluttered in the wind, and Lydia, like a bewitching figure amidst the flower rain, moved with dazzling beauty.
Angel: “……”
He had seen Lydia before, indeed haughty and terrible, but never this Extravagant?
At this moment, Gloria gave Angel a look: Now you understand, right? It’s not that I want to be this way, but that I cannot lose.
“Isn’t that Gloria? I remember I contacted Angel, how come…” Lydia’s voice came from the light screen.
“I contacted you for a reason, which I believe Miss Lydia understands. The matter of the No Eyed Man concerns Gloria, so I won’t show myself and will let Gloria talk to you instead,” Angel said softly from the side.
Lydia’s eyes briefly flashed with an imperceptible disappointment, but she quickly concealed it, shifting her attention to Gloria: “Speaking of which, I’ve heard a rumor about you.”
“Oh?” Gloria continued toying with her poker cards, casually casting a glance her way.
Lydia said, “I heard that you previously used other appearances, and there’s a tale that your physical body was lost?”
The underlying meaning of her words was clear: she implied that Gloria’s current appearance was a facade.
Gloria, unconcerned, smiled faintly: “Whether my physical body is lost or not isn’t significant. Even without that body, I can still walk my witch path and it won’t affect my spell creation.”
“As for appearances, I use whatever makes me most comfortable. It’s not about deliberately crafting an image.”
Lydia narrowed her eyes: “Is that so?”
“Of course.”
Chapter 1845 Falvins Family <TOC> Chapter 1847 A Subtle Rivalry