“Angelina Puss, that's my mother's name, but she didn't tell me much about my grandmother's family. So, I basically know nothing about my mother's background.”
Alison got up from Heather's embrace and said after some thought.
Moro patted Alison's head and comforted her.
“It's okay, having a name is enough.”
“I'll go make a call, you guys eat first.”
Saying that, Moro got up and left the private room, while Heather and Melissa were still comforting Alison, whose emotions were surging.
After leaving the private room, Moro went to a quiet corner, took out his phone, found a contact named "Cyberhound Bryce," and made the call.
The international call rang for a long time before being picked up.
Immediately after that, a somewhat low, British-accented male voice came from the phone.
“Hey, what brings the Great Mage Moro to calling me, did you lose contact with Laura again?”
“You little rascal, you dare make fun of me, you believe it or not, I’ll send a thunderbolt down the internet line to you!” Moro said with a laugh.
Hearing this, the young man on the other end of the phone stopped pretending to be deep and immediately pleaded anxiously.
“Cough cough, don't be silly, Moro, you know, my room is full of technological creations, if you send a thunderbolt, all the stuff I made will be ruined!”
He didn't want to destroy all the hard work he had put into this room, sometimes being able to bend and stretch is the way to go!
Seeing the young man on the other end of the phone pleading, Moro didn't mind and turned to the business at hand.
“Okay, less chatter, help me find someone, if you succeed, I'll have Laura give you a raise.”
“Okay, Moro, don't even say one, even if you find ten, no problem!”
Upon hearing about a raise, Bryce, the tech-obsessed, was so excited he could barely contain himself.
“Her name is Angelina Puss, she’s already passed away. I want you to help me investigate her family of origin, preferably in detail. Even if she raised dogs, how many she raised, let me know! No problem with this, Bryce?”
Bryce on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds after hearing Moro's request, then he guaranteed it.
“Don’t worry Moro, give me half a day, I’ll even find out the breeds of her family dogs!”
Moro nodded in satisfaction: “OK, I trust you to handle it, I'll talk to Laura about your raise later.”
“Then thanks, Great Mage.”
The phone was hung up by Moro.
Speaking of Bryce, this guy is Laura's tech assistant in the movie, he wouldn't live in a big manor but would rather live in a motorhome full of engine oil and all sorts of mechanical gadgets.
I don't know how this guy joined Laura's ranks in the movie, but in this world, Bryce has been a servant of the Laura family since he was a child. He was raised by Laura's father since childhood. You could say he's a servant, but he's basically family.
When Moro was in high school in Britain, he met Laura who was also in high school. At that time, Moro often met Laura in the library while making up for his divine text history, they were both looking up information.
That's how the two went from book buddies to friends, then from friends to lovers in their youth.
To tell you the truth, Laura was actually Moro's first girlfriend, his first girlfriend who formally met his parents.
If it wasn't for Laura's father suddenly passing away and Moro leaving Britain to go to college in America, they should have gotten married already, instead of being in a long-distance relationship like now.
Although Laura gave him a lot of freedom, every year Laura would stop her exploration to come to America to see him, and she would use the excuse of being good for Moro to drive away the women who pursued him for his money.
To tell the truth, it was actually Laura being jealous, even if she was very generous, she couldn't stand seeing many women fawning over her fiancé!
Every time he saw this, Moro would smile and quietly watch Laura assert her sovereignty.
Speaking of which, Laura hasn’t actually asked Moro for help, basically, she’s been single-handedly clearing all kinds of ancient tombs with mysterious vibes.
And sometimes when Moro mentions going on an adventure with Laura, he would be rejected by Laura, according to Laura, there wouldn't be any fun in exploring if Moro went.
Moro could only helplessly shrug, after all, not all ancient tombs are high-level transcendent places, Moro going would be a dimensional strike.
But out of concern for Laura's safety, Moro had also given Laura a warrior career imprint, at the end of last year when he saw Laura, she was already a qualified third-tier junior transcendent warrior.
So now, as long as Laura doesn’t dig up a tomb related to the gods, she can escape safely.
…………
Back to the main topic, after Moro finished the call and returned to the restaurant's private room, he saw the three girls laughing and grilling.
Alison, who had been emotionally out of control, quickly adjusted her mood with the comfort of Heather and Melissa, and was now grilling steak with the help of her two sisters.
Seeing this scene, Moro felt warm in his heart, and his desire for strength intensified.
To ensure this warmth, he had to possess level-three divinity, or even level-two divinity, before the official arrival of the Divine Era, otherwise, everything in front of him would completely vanish!
Heather, Melissa, and Alison, who were grilling, saw Moro come in and stood there dumbfounded, and got up to pull him to his seat.
“What are you thinking about, honey, come and try our cooking, then give us some suggestions!”
Heather picked up a piece of sliced steak and put it to Moro's mouth.
Moro, snapping out of his trance, smiled and ate the steak that was delivered to his mouth.
After chewing a few times and swallowing it, Moro commented.
“Firm and chewy beef, mixed with black peppercorns, the two match up very well. Plus, the meat is roasted to perfection on the outside, and tender on the inside, it's not dry at all, but rather juicy.
You guys eat too, don’t just stare at me.”
He said, picking up a fork to give each of Heather, Melissa, and Alison a piece of grilled steak.
The three girls took the steak and kissed Moro on the face before elegantly eating the steak.
While Moro grilled the beef ribs and some wild game like venison.
They ate for over an hour, after paying the bill, the four of them went shopping in the town.
It was not until six or seven in the evening that they returned to the hotel with bags and bags of loot.
Considering that Alison had just lost her family and was only a few months away from her eighteenth birthday, Moro gave her a separate room.
Heather and Melissa were very supportive of Moro's decision, as girls, they had a say in these matters. Alison, moved, kissed Moro before moving to the other room.
Sleepless night, the next morning.
Moro and the three girls walked out of the room and saw Alison with dark circles under her eyes and a sullen expression.
“Oh, Heather sister, Melissa sister, you guys were too loud, I heard you all night next door!”
Heather and Melissa looked at the sullen Alison and exchanged a look before laughing.
“Little girl, what do you know, wait until this Christmas, and you’ll know why we were so loud!”
Heather tapped Alison's head, like a big sister who knew her heart, and took her arm.
Looking at the three girls messing around, Moro scratched his head, a little clueless about their train of thought.
After another day of playing, Moro received a message from Bryce.
It has to be said, there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names!
Bryce, in just half a day, had investigated all of Alison's mother's information.
As Moro expected, Alison's mother and Heather's mother were twin sisters, only because Heather's mother was not very bright, she was sold to the Sawyer family as a child bride when she was young.
Alison's mother, hiding in the next room, heard the whole process, and in the end, when she saw her sister actually being bought, she developed a shadow in her heart.
In the end, she met Alison's father in high school, and after they confirmed their relationship, Alison's mother left Texas with her father and went to New York.
Alison and Heather's grandmother, after her family members left one by one, developed mental problems and lived alone in Chicago.
After learning this bloody plot, Moro was speechless, but in the end, the outcome of Alison and Heather's grandmother was a perfect closure.
So, that old woman is not worthy of sympathy, with the ability she had, she didn’t raise her own biological children, who else should be left alone until the end of her life but her?
In the end, Moro told Heather and the three girls the whole story, after learning the truth, Alison hugged Heather and cried for a long time, finally recognizing Heather as her blood-related cousin.
After understanding the relationship between Alison and Heather, Moro suggested they go and reclaim the inheritance left to Heather by her grandmother.
The four of them finally rented a motorhome and drove to the neighboring town, eating, drinking, and playing along the way.
As soon as they got there, Heather contacted the old lawyer who sent her the inheritance documents.
They finally agreed to meet at Sawyer Manor.
After Moro and the four of them entered the town and went to Sawyer Manor, several people in the town set their sights on them.
At this time, in a pub in the town.
A group of burly rednecks sat around a round table, the leader, a middle-aged man in a cowboy outfit, looked at them with a vicious look and said.
“Damn Sawyer blood is back, for the peace of our Dublin town, we have to deal with them!”
The inspiring words stimulated the rednecks who had just drunk hard liquor around the round table, now drunk, they were eager to go and deal with Moro and the others right now.
What they didn't know was that Bert Hartmann, who was speaking, wasn't trying to kill the Sawyer family's descendants for the sake of the town's peace, but to successfully take over the Sawyer family's slaughterhouse.
After all, the chainsaw killer of that generation hadn't killed any of Bert's family members.
Bert Hartmann now is simply for his own selfish desires, and is coaxing these idiots to fight against the "Leatherface" hidden in the shadows!
After all, there are so many tools to use, why waste them!