An older man chasing a young woman

... A woman?!

Little did she know, Lorry was no less shocked than she was.

He looked at the woman pointing at him with one hand and instinctively raising her teacup with the other, ready to splash him, and desperately hoped it was just his imagination.

Lieutenant Colonel is good; your career and love life will both flourish after the Advancement. But you should have told me earlier if you had a lady in your family. If you had, I Teleportation to your door.

Uh, no, it seems the appointment was at eight o'clock, I'm early... This thought flashed through his mind, and he raised his hands to indicate that he meant no harm:

"Madam, please Calmness down. I'm not a bad person; I'm Vera's friend. You can ask him if you don't believe me."

Just then, the door slammed shut, and Vera rushed out of the Bedroom.

The moment he saw Lorry, he instantly realized what had happened. After glaring at his Informant with annoyance, he chuckled and explained to the woman:

"Sorry, Beyoncé, I didn't mean to scare you. He really is my friend."

Upon hearing this, the young, green-eyed woman, referred to as Beyoncé, relaxed, slowly setting down her teacup and turning her gaze to Lorry.

"He just now..."

Vera sighed:

"Didn't I tell you this afternoon that I work in the Police department?"

"He was my colleague and friend, possessing some supernatural powers found in fantasy novels, like the magic in ' Young Roselle '."

"Supernatural power?" Beyoncé's eyes lit up.

"They actually exist?"

"Well, of course, it's just that due to confidentiality agreements, it can't be disclosed to ordinary people, otherwise it could easily cause a riot," Vera explained.

Beyoncé nodded thoughtfully, then smiled faintly.

I understand what you mean.

"I swear to the Goddess in Raven's name that I will never reveal it."

Not far away, Lorry almost thought he had misheard.

Wait, wait! You swore an oath to the Goddess in my name?

He stared blankly at the Lieutenant Colonel.

Vera rolled her eyes and waved him down with a look of disgust.

He then explained to Beyoncé, "This guy also has another identity: the author of ' Young Roselle ' and ' Great Detective Sherlock '."

After saying that, he looked at Lorry again:

Beyoncé is your reader.

"Wasn't there a special edition launch event for your new book this afternoon? I happened to be off work, so I went over to browse since I was bored, and ended up running into Ms. Beyoncé."

"She was late because she went to Church to pray and missed out on the special edition. She was getting angry with herself there, and I happened to see her."

"I suddenly remembered that you had sent me a few different books before. After asking around and confirming that they were special editions, I promised to send her one."

The Lieutenant Colonel demonstrated his years of experience in writing reports, and with just a few words, he brought the corresponding images to Lorry's mind.

--To some extent, this also falls under the category of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress.

Lorry knew about the special edition release event.

The Publishing House had invited him to participate in the writing process several times, saying it would help with book sales and improve the book's reputation among readers.

He brushed it off with the excuse that he was worried about encountering extreme readers.

The problem is that the special edition was already limited in quantity, and Lorry took some of it, Fors gave to Viscount Glaint and his men.

Many readers missed out on the special edition, and you're only after her looks... Old Ma is trying to seduce a younger woman, even taking advantage of my readers...

He secretly scoffed at the Lieutenant Colonel's attempt to downplay the seriousness of the matter.

Beyoncé blinked:

"Are you really Raven. Vera's friend?"

"Could you sign your autograph for me?"

After she finished speaking, she reached into her small handbag, seemingly carrying a book with her.

"Sigh, sign this one." Vera handed over a special edition of "Great Detective Sherlock," which was noticeably thicker than the lady's copy.

He was holding this in his hand when he came out of the Bedroom.

However, Lorry didn't notice at the time.

He couldn't disobey his superiors, so he immediately took out a pen from the drawer under the Tea Table and wrote Raven's signature on the title page in a flourish.

Praise the Goddess!

Beyoncé traced Crimson Moon on her chest, tucked the autographed special edition into her small handbag, stood up, and smiled at the two men:

"And praise to you, Mr. Raven, I hope you can create even better works."

"And... Mr. Vera, thank you for sending me this special edition that I couldn't buy elsewhere, and for having the author sign it himself, hehe."

"We just made an appointment, please allow me to thank you with dinner tomorrow."

"Alright, I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, she picked up the white veil from the Sofa and put it on her head. "No need to see me off. Mr. Raven must have something to say to you since he came so urgently. You two talk."

"Bye-bye, Mr. Raven."

"Bye-bye, Mr. Vera, see you tomorrow night--"

Vera still helped the lady into the carriage.

When he got back, he plopped Long Sofa and glared at Lorry with displeasure:

"Do you even know the words? Eight o'clock? Please check what time it is! And you even ' Teleportation ' here."

Fortunately, Beyoncé is understanding.

Lorry hadn't expected this to happen, and could only let his superiors scold him.

He thought to himself, "You're going to lecture me, but why are you dragging my readers into this?" Of course, he only thought it in his mind; he wasn't foolish enough to say it aloud.

"Alright, sit here for a while." After a moment, Vera got up and walked towards the semi-open Kitchen. "Still Black Tea, right?"

"Mm." Lorry nodded.

Seeing that the Lieutenant Colonel's anger had subsided, he couldn't help but say:

"Lieutenant Colonel, how old are you?"

"What's it to you?" Vera said without turning her head.

Having been rebuffed, Lorry decided to stop trying to provoke the Lieutenant Colonel.

To everyone's surprise, the other party said in a low voice:

I'm a little older than you, but not by much.

"Moreover, in the Goddess's doctrine, love transcends age; I often pray that the Archbishop is decades older than his wife."

Lorry turned around abruptly. "Lieutenant Colonel?"

Vera walked over carrying two cups of Black Tea: "What's wrong?"

He scoffed.

Didn't expect me to be so blunt?

"A little." Lorry spoke frankly, carefully choosing his words, and said in a low voice, "Are you sure you're serious?"

Vera chuckled.

"Like I said before, what's it to you? You should use this time to worry about your own marriage."

"Don't Teleportation unnecessarily in the future."

"Alright, let's get down to business." He placed a cup of Black Tea on the Tea Table in front of Lorry, then picked up the freshly brewed tea and took a sip himself.

He then put down his teacup and said in a deep voice:

"A few days ago, I submitted a detailed report on the ' Fantasy Society ' and the application for that Sealed Artifact together, and the approval came last night."

Congratulations, you have the opportunity to be admitted through special consideration.