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Treating Funina—a very cute 'mascot'.

However, it would be difficult to get Navia to regard it as a water god and to show it any reverence.

Even so, she still chose to use honorifics.

Then, Navia's gaze fell on 'Fuchau' standing to the side.

For her now, the person she cares about most is obviously the one who is closely related to the clues she is pursuing.

With her keen senses, Funina lowered her head, her gaze somewhat evasive, as she noticed the stares.

Besides the fear of being exposed for something fishy, ​​the biggest reason is probably guilt.

After all, there's the Carles affair.

"Is he one of yours?" After scrutinizing him for a moment, Navia politely turned her gaze to 'Jiang Ningna', half out of curiosity and half out of inquiry.

"There's nothing wrong with you thinking that way."

The blue-and-white-haired girl shrugged and spread her hands, not denying it.

This response also made Fu Ningna quite popular.

What do you mean I'm his person?!

I've only known this guy for a short time!

Even if we're really talking about ownership, shouldn't he be mine?

For some inexplicable reason, Miss Funina found herself in a strange predicament.

Unfortunately, given her confidence, she didn't dare to utter a sound.

"..."

Navia immediately understood.

Although she always felt that her water god was pretty useless, a complete mascot.

But since he's a god, he should at least have a couple of swords, so there's nothing strange about that.

Besides, she was also wondering how this person knew. If he was one of the Water God's people, then everything would make sense.

"So, have you gotten the answer you wanted?"

“...Yes, Myles has told me everything.” Navia glanced at the older man beside her and nodded in a low voice.

She never imagined that what she had been searching for had always been right beside her.

If someone hadn't pointed it out, she might never have realized it in her entire life.

Of course, she wasn't angry about it.

Or rather, the object of his anger was not Myles's concealment, because he was only acting to protect himself because of his father's instructions.

What truly enraged Navia was the mastermind behind the series of teenage girl disappearances.

Navia had already mentally prepared herself for the possibility that her father was indeed a dark-skinned person.

It turns out... he did it to protect me...

Navia's eyes stung, but she forced back her tears and maintained a strong demeanor.

"So this also means that you are mentally prepared to go further."

"Of course, I'm going to find that bastard!" The blonde girl gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to tear the real culprit to pieces. "No matter the cost."

To this, 'Furina' smiled:

"Ms. Navia, you wouldn't want to see the culprit behind the serial teenage girls' crimes go unpunished, would you?"

Chapter 249 When Humanoid Apes Shine

The day-after-day experiments still yielded no results. As the president of the Gabriel Chamber of Commerce, Marcel... no, it should be said that Vacher looked at the records in his hand with an extremely ugly and angry expression.

More than twenty years ago, during an underwater expedition, his contact with the primordial waters of the Womb Sea led to the loss of his lover, Verneel.

Fontaine's absurd, theatrical concept of justice further fueled the man's anger.

No matter how much he recounted his experience or reported it to the police, the law enforcement officers treated it as a joke.

How could a person possibly dissolve into water?

...Hehe, hehe...hehe...

It can't be dissolved in water...

A long experiment, solely to find a lost lover—Vasche used this excuse to convince himself, and personally tormented and brought misfortune to one innocent girl after another.

Is this an experiment, or simply revenge against those who turn a deaf ear to their plight and laugh it off?

Vasher didn't want to think about the differences. While seeing those fools in the Court of Justice in such a state of panic made him feel good, his original intention to find Vinnie remained unchanged.

Therefore, he didn't care what sins he committed, how many vibrant lives he had to take away, or how many girls who should have had a brighter future he had to destroy.

If only Vinnie could come back to him, if only everything could go back to the way it was before.

What is there to care about regarding those lost lives?

"Another fruitless effort."

Vasher looked at the record in his hand marked with Limoni and felt a surge of anger.

Without a doubt, it was he who caused Ying to be inexplicably sent to the dock.

But this wasn't intentional. Just like in the past, he just happened to choose that new artist girl, and coincidentally, Ying came along.

This could be considered a pleasant surprise, as he didn't even need to prepare a scapegoat; a clueless young man of unknown origin took the blame for him.

It's a pity that the naive girl doesn't seem to be from Fontainebleau; otherwise, choosing her as the next test subject would have been quite a good idea.

Next experiment subject... Next experiment subject...

How about choosing to be that old dog Carles' daughter?

Navia's image appeared in his mind.

Vasher felt no gratitude toward Kares, who had once helped him; he only felt disgust and loathing—after all, that old dog blocking his way had really delayed a lot of his business.

And the old dog's daughter was no pushover either.

Hmph, since they care so much about that dead old man, it seems most appropriate to send them together for a family reunion—this can also be considered as repaying the old dog's kindness, allowing the three of them to be reunited!

Besides—I've looked after that little girl for that old dog for so many years, so it doesn't seem unreasonable to repay that 'gratitude' by having that old dog's daughter as a test subject, does it?

Marcel, one of the Fontainebleau apes, and even one who was worthy of being the best, wore a sinister smile.

However, although a new experimental subject was found, the problem of funding for the experiment was a major concern for Marcell.

In the past, he made a lot of money for his experiments by selling addictive drinks like L'Oreal. He thought that after getting rid of that old dog Carles, he would be able to do whatever he wanted. But it turned out that the old dog's daughter was also stubborn.

Under the strict control of the Rose Society, it was difficult for Les to gain a foothold in White Pine Town, the initial sales location. Meanwhile, in Fontaine, the guards and the law enforcement court were also cracking down, which left Vashes helpless even though he had vested interests with some nobles in Fontaine.

Because that pesky Supreme Court judge is being far too strict about this matter.

"Let's borrow some money from the Northern Bank first," Marcel sighed, making his decision.

Zhi Dong's Northern Bank spans seven kingdoms, and he himself is quite familiar with it, being a Zhi Dong native.

Suddenly, he stopped and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the two figures not far away.

"Ah, Uncle Marcellus!"

When Navia, dressed in a Western-style dress, saw Marcel, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it and greeted him as enthusiastically as ever. For her, who already knew some of the truth from Jiang Qiao, it was quite difficult to talk to this guy while resisting the urge to swat him with an umbrella.

"Oh, it's Navia."

Marcel was oblivious to the oddity. Just moments before, he was thinking about how to make Navia his next target, yet he was still able to greet Navia with a friendly smile.

"What a coincidence, isn't this...?"

Some subtle glances fell on the blond girl next to Navia—Marcel was clearly no stranger to her, after all, he had just seen her standing in the dock not long ago, especially since it was the dock that he had tricked.

However, to avoid arousing suspicion, Marcellus tried his best to appear unfamiliar and surprised.

"Yes, Ying. You know her."

"In order to clear her name, she is now working hard to find evidence."

"Oh I got it."

Marcellus looked as if she had just realized something, and then tentatively asked:

"And what about you? This shouldn't concern you, right?"

“As you know, my father is involved in this case, so whenever there’s anything I can do to help, the Rose Society will definitely come to lend a hand,” Navia said with a smile.

"That's true. Sigh, Mr. Carres is such a good person, I also believe he must have been wronged."

Her face was filled with regret, even anger; Marcel's indignant expression seemed so genuine, it was hard to believe she was acting.

Of course, while he said this on the surface, Vasher secretly felt a bit disgusted.