Even though Elliot didn't put it bluntly, Wayne understood what he meant.
It is said that a big tree attracts wind. Just by standing here as a target, the Wenche family can attract countless people who are already ready to take action.
Moreover, Elliot didn't know that he had other back-ups, so it was normal to be worried.
"Speaking of which..." Wayne couldn't help but say, "I always feel that the newly sent envoys from the Stuart Kingdom have a strange stance."
"Oh? What?" Still nothing could be seen from Elliot's face.
"Although it seems inappropriate for me to say this... but no matter what, I was the benefactor who saved President Raphael before."
Wayne asked doubtfully: "But every time I meet the envoy named Simon, for some reason I can always feel hostility from him."
He had some doubts about whether the Wenche family had any grudges with the envoy in the past.
"Hostile?" Elliot pondered for a while.
"This matter may be related to the internal situation in Stuart."
He sighed, "Raphael is not a favored prince. He doesn't even have ministers he can rely on in his country's government affairs, so he has almost no power to influence government affairs."
"Coming to Lowes to study will be another way out for him in his future life. Even if it doesn't work out, he can still serve as a diplomat stationed in Lowes."
In fact, Raphael's plan was originally implemented quite well.
With the help of the Lily Club, he has established good relationships with many high-ranking nobles in Lownes.
"I think that Mr. Simon should not belong to Raphael's camp before this trip."
Elliott said: "Investigating how he and the people close to Raphael get along may reveal some details that have been overlooked before."
Wen heard the string song and knew its elegant meaning.
"——It seems that I have to visit that senior again."
With the help of the church and Tasia, Raphael was out of danger, but he still had to stay in bed for a long time.
After being in a coma for several days, news finally came from the church that he had regained consciousness, and Wayne was able to visit him on the pretext of visiting a patient.
Without further ado, after confirming the situation with the church, he bought a common bouquet of flowers to wish for recovery, arranged a carriage and prepared to go out.
However, what was not consistent with the situation he imagined was that Chris had to pester him to come with him.
"Is it a shameful thing for you to visit President Raphael?" She said plausibly. "If you don't want to take me with you, you have something wrong with you."
"..."
Defeated by her arrogant logic, the ceremonial bouquet that Wayne bought for Raphael had to be turned into a gift given by both of them.
Even so, Chris was still not satisfied.
"Wayne? Why did you think of buying flowers for Senior Raphael?"
On the carriage, Chris was still pursuing this issue.
"... When someone is recovering from a serious illness, it's normal for him to visit and buy gifts, right?"
Wayne replied speechlessly.
——Your questioning seems to make it appear that my relationship with Raphael is abnormal.
She said "oh" without any wavering.
But not long after, she couldn't help complaining: "But... you never thought of sending me flowers."
Wayne's expression froze.
Didn't I send flowers to Chrissy? This is unscientific!
Suddenly, he fell into self-doubt.
Seeing that there was no reaction from Wayne, Chris immediately sighed with a somewhat depressed expression.
"Well, forget it. Actually, I don't really like this kind of formal thing."
She put the bouquet that had been clutching in her hand all the way back into Wayne's hand.
Wayne was suddenly at a loss.
Maybe it’s been too easy to deal with Chris all along, so I’ve allowed myself to ignore a lot of things.
"Sorry." He said a little remorsefully, "I will remember it in the future."
Is it difficult to do this kind of thing? Not really.
She didn't realize at all that she also needed this kind of love and care.
Noticing that Wayne was not very happy, Chris smiled suddenly: "Why are you looking so gloomy! I'm not angry with you."
She tried to liven things up again.
——If I was really angry, maybe it would make me feel better.
However, in the end, he just cooperated and changed the topic with Chris.
The Winche family's carriage drove into Raphael's mansion.
Because they had already greeted them beforehand, Raphael's personal entourage was waiting at the door to greet them early.
"Master Wayne and Miss Chrissy!" He bowed and saluted, "You two are able to come to visit despite your busy schedule. Our young master is very happy to know that, please come with me."
This personal attendant, Wayne had met him once in church.
"How are you feeling now, Senior Raphael? Have your eating and sleeping conditions returned to normal?" He spoke skillfully.
"It's okay, okay, that is, eat less and sleep more. However, Bishop Willard said that these situations are within a reasonable range..."
As he spoke, he led the two of them into the inner room.
Raphael's mansion is not large in area, but it is in a good location and beautifully decorated. It can be seen that a lot of thought was put into buying the property.
As soon as they turned a long corridor, Wayne and Chris saw Raphael, who was half sitting up on the pillow and looking pale.
Different from the high-spirited appearance before, he now looks downcast and haggard.
"Wayne, Chrissy!"
Seeing the two of them, Raphael's eyes brightened a lot.
"I was thinking about when I could invite you to come over and have a chat, and you just happened to show up, hahaha..." It was okay not to smile, but a smile affected his injuries, and Raphael immediately covered his face with pain. Hold your chest.
When the person who brought the two people into the room saw this, he immediately took out the potion from the bedside table and poured it into Raphael skillfully.
After drinking the emergency potion and adjusting for a long time, Raphael finally regained his breath.
"Ah, I'm so sorry...did I scare you?" He said with a wry smile, "Bishop Willard said that my lungs were injured by that sword. It's best not to move for the time being, and not to have any violent injuries. Mood swings…”
Seeing his miserable state, Wayne couldn't help but feel sympathy.
He comforted him, "No, no, actually we came in a bit of a hurry and disturbed your rest time, senior."
"It's too unreasonable to say that. Even if you don't come, I will send someone to invite you." In order to save effort, Raphael could only lower his voice and seemed quite weak.
After saying this, he tilted his head and winked at his personal attendant.
The attendant received the signal and resigned very sensibly: "I will wait downstairs. If you need anything, you can call me at any time."
