My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 26 Hotel Rendezvous

"The glory of sacrifice!"

"Accompanied by a cold wind~"

"Let the wind blow to every place full of hope~"

On stage, Violet sang this elegant song with her beautiful voice.

This is a classic opera that praises the victims.

Almost everyone in the audience would have thought that Violet was singing for the Uma Kingdom warriors who died or were wounded on the front lines.

But Lynn felt there was something else implying in his heart.

As I listened, I don't know why.

Lynn had a strange feeling.

He always felt that Violet's eyes were always fixed on him on stage.

Could it be one of those three great illusions of life?

Does she like me?

Lynn's expression was strange.

Although Violet is beautiful, almost as pretty as her sister.

In addition, her broad-mindedness (which she possesses more than her sister) makes her very charming.

But Lynn didn't really feel that way.

Could this be some kind of special stage performance technique?

As I pondered, the opera finally came to an end.

Violet's ethereal yet sweet voice sang the final lyrics.

Let us remember this forever~

"That enduring elegance~"

At the end of the song, Violet winked at the audience and blew them a kiss.

"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for your presence tonight. This performance, with its elegant melody, has now come to an end."

Violet's actions caused a stir among the audience.

Lynn realized something was wrong.

No, it's not that he's narcissistic.

Violet was definitely winking at him!

This suggests that she is most likely Night Fox!

Lynn immediately left her seat and rushed backstage at the theater.

Lynn wasn't the only one with this idea.

When he arrived at the backstage entrance, it was already packed with people.

The guards separated Violet from the crowd.

She was smiling and waving to the crowd.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I need to go back to my room to rest for a while due to health reasons. I will still be performing here tomorrow, so please don't get too excited."

Lynn used brute force to push his way to the front of the crowd.

At this moment, he and Violet were only one step apart.

Violet suddenly turned to him and smiled.

"Sir, I'll be performing here again tomorrow, so please don't forget to come!"

Lynn finally made up her mind.

Violet is the Night Fox.

Lynn followed Violet through the crowd to the VIP area on the fourth floor.

Most people were kept outside.

Violet went back to her room and closed the door.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Gradually, only Lynn remained.

He stepped inside, but was stopped by security guards.

"Excuse me, sir, please go back now."

Lynn took out a silver coin from his pocket and instructed, "Please inform Miss Violet that the Elegant Breeze has arrived, and she will let me in."

The security guard hesitated for a moment, but still went over and knocked on Violet's door.

Soon, the security guard, looking surprised, let Lynn in.

Lynn walked into the room whose door was ajar.

Inside is Violet, who has already removed her makeup.

At this moment, she no longer possessed the glamorous and exquisite beauty she displayed on stage; all that remained was a simple and elegant, otherworldly appearance.

"Close the door."

Her voice no longer carried the gentleness of her stage presence; instead, it was tinged with suppressed anger.

She sat in front of the dressing table, not even glancing at Lynn, her tone somewhat cold.

"So you're the legendary alchemical genius, Lynn Wilson? I've given you the code more than ten times on stage, and you haven't noticed a thing. You've just been staring at my face, chest, and thighs like an idiot... You really are something else, my genius!"

Violet spoke the last few words almost through gritted teeth, each one deliberate and forced.

Lynn felt a little embarrassed upon hearing this.

"Well, actually, I haven't received any spy training. Let's get straight to the point. What instructions does the organization have for me this time?"

"It's like casting pearls before swine."

Violet rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Alright then, let's get down to business. Lynn Wilson, why didn't you follow the organization's instructions to go to Lodosa City, but instead chose to stay in Nareel City? Have you already betrayed the great cause of the Restoration Society?"

Lynn was about to answer when Violet's impatient next sentence shut him up.

"Alright, I know what you're going to say, it's all for the family. I know you haven't betrayed us, but I have to repeat the stupid things I was told to say to you."

The real important thing is the next thing. To prove you haven't betrayed the organization, you need to complete a mission for them: assassinate the wealthy man Shia mentioned. Of course, I'll go with you on the mission. Do you choose to accept?

Lynn said everything she wanted to say.

He could only shrug helplessly.

"I am now Brown Nareel's alchemist. Except for my days off, he keeps me under constant surveillance and imprisonment. I would love to do this for the organization, but the current situation doesn't allow it. So, could you perhaps try to communicate with the organization again?"

Violet stretched out her slender, fair hand and waved it in the air, creating a faint blue-silver light.

Her bright blue eyes stared straight at Lynn.

"I am a teleportation mage, and I can set up a teleportation array in your room to take you outside the city gates. You can leave the city whenever you wish. Lynn Wilson, now please answer again."

Lynn was taken aback by what he heard and considered its feasibility.

Since it's possible to teleport outside the city from inside the room, going out to carry out missions seems feasible.

But will this arouse suspicion from Brown Narrell?

It seems too strange to lock myself in my room all weekend.

But it is also a solution.

Lynn frowned and hesitated before finally giving an answer.

"I agree, but I need to know if the reward for this mission is worth it."

The magical energy hidden in Violet's eyes gradually dissipated, and she let out a sneer:

"Compensation? All members of the Restoration Society volunteered to dedicate themselves to the organization; no one received compensation. The only compensation is that you will regain the organization's trust. How about that?"

Lynn frowned and said, "When I joined the Restoration Society, Captain Lucas gave me a packet of cat's-eye grass. Wasn't that considered a reward from the organization?"

"There are indeed occasional resource assistances within the organization, but I'm certain that yours was definitely not. I suppose Lucas paid for it out of his own pocket."

Violet's eyes held a hint of disdain.

"To be honest, Lynn, from the first moment I saw you, I felt that there was something very wrong with the high praise that Shia and the others gave you."

I have seen many geniuses in the capital of Sirnus, each one clever and intelligent, but I see not a single similarity in you.

Ultimately, even if you're a fairly talented alchemist, you're still just a talent yet to mature. Your growth requires countless resources. The organization only sent me, a high-level spy, because they value talent.

Therefore, Lynn, your value is far less than you imagine, and you are not in a position to negotiate with the organization right now.

Faced with such harsh words, Lynn did not refute them.

He had experienced so much humiliation and frustration over the years that this level of anger was not enough to provoke him.

Moreover, his original purpose in coming here was simply to secure a future for his family.

No pay, no pay.

Lynn nodded.

"I agree to accept the mission, Miss Violet."

However, I have a few more questions I'd like to ask you.