night, the city lights in Arlen City were still brightly lit under the moonlight. Mr. Cyclone was currently in a treasure vault in the Royal City.

"Ah... Big brother, can you move faster?"

No one paid attention to Mr. Cyclone's complaint, as they continued to work hard and load boxes onto the carriage.

Having received a new mission from the king, Mr. Cyclone was now preparing for it. And why the rush? Because it had to be completed by tomorrow.

The sun finally rose, but Mr. Cyclone didn't feel tired. He had fallen asleep while watching the servants work and now he was just waking up to go home.

But as he returned to the mansion, a group of people stood in the hall. Various beautiful girls and members of the Wand Research Association had packed their belongings and were preparing to leave.

"Mingming... my dear wives, husband can only come home now..." The mood was very low, as the chance for happiness had been missed.

Among the group of girls, two of them walked towards Mr. Cyclone.

"My little Eileen..." One of them was Mr. Cyclone's little wife, a blonde girl with twin tails who had fought several battles with Mr. Cyclone last night. Although she was petite, her bust was quite substantial. Her off-shoulder dress and the exposed upper chest were a sight to behold. What's more, those black plaid stockings were a strategic point for Mr. Cyclone last night, only one step away from the final battlefield.

Next to Eileen was Miss Marder, who made the staff. In Mr. Cyclone's mind, the only memory he had of her was her dancing with bloomer panties.

"Ladies, I have met Mr. Cyclone." Eileen's tone was very gentle, different from the charming and provocative voice she had used the night before.

"Met? Yes, Eileen still remembers what happened yesterday~"

"Yes, I saw Mr. Cyclone yesterday at the morning meeting."

Eileen blushed a little and instinctively avoided Mr. Cyclone's gaze whenever they made eye contact.

"Morning, morning meeting..." On the contrary, Mr. Cyclone was sweating. From Eileen's current attitude, it was as if nothing had happened last night.

"Eileen, help me take attendance." After Miss Marder named Eileen, although Eileen glanced at Mr. Cyclone several times, she eventually returned to the group of girls and followed Miss Marder's orders.

"Oh, oh, it seems that the great hero Mr. Cyclone really likes our Eileen~" Miss Marder's tone changed and she smiled at Mr. Cyclone.

"So what?"

Mr. Cyclone didn't shy away, and answered candidly.

"Hehehe~ I heard that the mansion of Mr. Cyclone used to belong to a former prime minister, so there must be a lot of gold and jewels left behind~"

"So what?"

The same answer, but this time Mr. Cyclone was sweating for this staff lady.

"It's nothing... It's just that our research association needs a little funding. After witnessing Mr. Cyclone passionately kissing my Eileen yesterday, I thought maybe for the sake of my younger sister Eileen, could you support us a little~ hehehe~"

Miss Marder's tone became sharper and her obviously greedy actions made Mr. Cyclone wonder if she was really mentally disabled.

Mr. Cyclone answered indifferently.

"Although there is, it's all the king's money... However, if Miss Marder wants some bloomers to dance with, I'm willing to help Miss Marder figure it out~"

"You?! You dare to threaten me?!"

"Isn't it you who started it? Sigh~ If the whole world could appreciate Miss Marder's bloomer dance, how wonderful would the world be~"

With one retort, Mr. Cyclone won the battle and Miss Marder immediately took two steps back.

But the fight was not over, it seemed that Miss Marder still wanted to struggle."No, how about... I sell my daughter Eileen to you? You can forget about what happened last night."

"You're such a wicked woman... but I like it~ Hehehe~"

"Hehehe~"

With a sudden twist, the battle reached a consensus of sorts between the two.

"There's nothing special about my daughter Eileen, just that she's lovable, touchable, and even more... intimate. Hehehe~"

"Hehehe~ That's right, Miss Marder. Did you know that there's a portrait of the grand prime minister in front of my bedroom? If you don't mind, you can send someone to take a look, and bring a bag along~"

"Oh my, you're also a bad person, sir. Isn't that the king's money?"

"I'm just helping the king with some business transactions~ promoting the national economy, hehehehehe~"

"Hehehehe~"

"Let's go with one bag, I wouldn't feel right taking more."

"Understood, sir."

Miss Marder bowed to Mr. Cyclone and turned around to call two young girls over.

One of them, of course, was Mr. Cyclone's Eileen.

"Eileen, your sister forgot something and didn't take it, so you stay and chat with Mr. Cyclone."

"Okay, I understand..."

Leaving the shy Eileen behind, Marder took the other girl back into the mansion.

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