Wayne originally came specifically to visit President Raphael.
Although neither he nor Echos are good at treating him, if his situation is really not good, he might be able to recommend Tasia to him and help her gain some connections.
As President Raphael's true savior, even if he does not receive a grand thank-you gift on the surface, his own personal opinions will surely not be easily ignored by those around him.
He learned from Butler Hall that Raphael was sent to the Cathedral of the Royal Capital of St. Lornes, so he set off immediately without having time to rest.
Unexpectedly, I accidentally spotted two familiar figures outside the square.
Wayne frowned and asked with a hint of confusion: "Are you also here to visit President Raphael?"
"Ah...that's true."
Conley nodded eagerly.
"Then why don't you go in?"
Overwhelmed by this soul's question, Conley hesitated and was speechless.
"Conley just bought a newspaper and wanted to read it more." The chairman changed the subject skillfully, "Are you also here to visit Raphael? I'm afraid we can't go in for the time being. Tasia is being assisted by Bishop Willard. Treat him.”
...It turns out Tasia is already here.
Wayne nodded clearly, and his attention was quickly drawn to the newspaper in Conley's hand.
"Can you lend it to me?" he asked curiously.
Conley handed him the newspaper without saying a word.
This newspaper was not published by the Leaf Press, owned by the Wincher family, but by the Dandelion Press, owned by the Edgeworth family.
On the front of the page, there are also several dandelions swaying gently in the wind, with their seeds flying in all directions.
Thinking of the flower language that Ge Li once said - "love that cannot stay", Wayne's expression was slightly startled.
Seeing that he didn't put it down after reading it for a long time, Conley suddenly remembered that his disciple's family also published newspapers, and it was the first time...
Conley suddenly felt guilty, "Ah, what the hell... I just bought the dandelion newspaper because there happened to be a newsboy selling it on the roadside. It doesn't mean I don't support you."
He also thought that Wayne was expressing dissatisfaction with him for not supporting his family.
"...It's okay, I don't mind."
Wayne pushed the newspaper back into Conley's hand and said, "I'd better go in and wait, you guys talk first."
Dandelion Newspaper has a more relaxed atmosphere than its two newspapers, and some of its writers are even students at the Royal Capital Academy of Magic.
Although the section design is not that mature and the content selection is a little immature, it can be clearly felt that its general framework is almost completely derived from the other two newspapers and periodicals launched by the company.
If it continues to develop like this, even if it cannot surpass itself in one fell swoop, the disadvantages will not be too many.
It is even possible to differentiate the market and take a bite of the big cake of "youth newspapers and periodicals".
Trend-setting is a very mysterious thing.
He thought carefully about how to deal with such a situation.
"If you say what people care about most in their daily lives... then it must be gossip, right?" He murmured to himself.
A plan slowly took shape in his mind.
…
In the secret room, Tasia finally finished the magic treatment.
The white light dots surrounding him also gradually dimmed, returning to formless and colorless form.
She called up her magic power to check again, and she breathed a sigh of relief, "It should be pretty good."
After some difficult rescue, a large amount of magic power in her body was consumed, and her face became much pale.
"It's no longer life-threatening, but I may have to be bedridden for a long time."
The few people who had been refusing to leave and were standing nearby watching her every move heard this and couldn't help but look at Bishop Willard.
Seeing Willard also nodded, they looked happy.
"That's great! If you need any compensation, just ask."
Tasia shook her head, "No reward is required."
"How can you, a civilian, not need payment!" Those people seemed to have heard some funny joke and laughed together.
Although I understand that they are not deliberately trying to ridicule me, this feeling is still very unpleasant.
Tasia couldn't help but frown.
"Senior Raphael needs some rest, please don't make any noise here." She said seriously.
"Yes, yes, you are right! Let's go outside and talk."
...I don’t mean to continue chatting with you.
Tasia felt a little helpless.
But perhaps fortunately, after leaving this secret room, those people no longer care about themselves.
"Master Wayne, thank you so much this time!"
Those people were so surprised that they surrounded the people guarding the door and even blocked their own way.
"Master Raphael is really lucky to have a friend like you..." A series of flattering words came out of these people's mouths skillfully.
Of course, being the heir to the Duke's Palace is more important than being a trivial commoner.
Seeing them finally coming out, Wayne put on a perfect social etiquette smile.
"Senior, are you okay now?"
After hearing this question, the expressions of Raphael's personal entourage and the diplomats of the Stuart Kingdom became much richer.
"Well... although there is no fear of his life, the damage he suffered this time is very great and unacceptable! I hope your country will give us an explanation that satisfies us!"
The wording suddenly became formal.
"Of course..." Wayne had no expectations for the kingdom's official investigative capabilities, so he dealt with it perfunctorily.
His eyes fell on Tasia.
"Tasia, are you okay?" he asked concerned.
Looking up at him, Tasia didn't speak, but just nodded.
"Guys, the president of the academy has something to tell us outside. Please excuse Tasia and I for a moment." He made a random excuse.
"That's it..." Those people said with regret, "It's a pity that Master Raphael is not awake yet. If he could see Master Wayne coming to visit with his own eyes, he would be very happy."
"When he wakes up, I will come to visit him again." Wayne said smoothly.
He can now say those beautiful words very naturally.
In this way, using the social diction at his fingertips, Wayne successfully led Tasia, who looked a little tired, out of the Royal Capital Cathedral.
"Huh~" As soon as she saw the sun outside, Tasia breathed a long sigh of relief behind her.
"You're not used to it, aren't you?" Wayne asked without looking back.
"Deal with those people."
After a while, just when Wayne thought she wouldn't answer, Tasia said softly: "...Actually, it's not bad."
"——As long as we don't have to meet often." He added.
The air was silent for a moment, and then the two people laughed together.
