Acting Patriarch

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**"Acting Patriarch"** is the fifth story quest in the The City of Innocence Event.

## Transcript

### Story Chat 1

Magda: Mr. Brala, is this the estate of the Traverslotons?

Brala: Right, the front door is ahead. But how are we supposed to get in?

Magda: Let's go.

Brala: The front door is guarded! We'll be kicked out if they find us.

Magda: Don't worry. I have a plan. Just stay close.

—

Doorman: Halt!

Magda: Hello, I have come to visit the patriarch of the Traverslotons on behalf of Miss Hosta.

Doorman: Miss Hosta?

Magda: Yes, I know how to bring back your young master. Please report this to your patriarch.

Doorman: Wait here.

Brala: You know the whereabouts of that young master? Wasn’t he dead?

Magda: It's a secret.

Brala: Anyway, glad to know that. Then we still have a chance to stop Bassinis expanding and ruining our life...

Brala: I wouldn't have been so worried if you told me sooner. I haven't slept well for days!

Magda: ...

Magda: Shh! He's back!

Doorman: You may enter. The patriarch awaits you inside.

Magda: Thanks.

### Story Chat 2

Housekeeper: Greetings, Lady Ellenstein, this way, please.

Housekeeper: Go upstairs along the left stairway. The first room is the study where the patriarch is expecting to see you.

Magda: Ah? OK.

Housekeeper: Excuse me, he may not enter.

Brala: Why?!

Magda: It's okay. Mr. Brala, just wait outside.

Brala: But what if...

Magda: Don't worry.

—

Pan: ...

Magda: (The acting patriarch seems unhurt at all.)

Magda: (So what Mr. Brala heard... sounds more like spread deliberately.)

Magda: Good day, my lord.

Acting Patriarch: You can get the young master back?

Magda: To be honest, I can't. I haven't seen him for days.

Pan: Oh? You know what, it's been long since I was lied last time.

Magda: Of course, I believe no lie could stay hidden in front you.

Pan: You can't afford the price cheating me.

Magda: I suppose you'd figure out a million ways to bring Mr. Barbalius back with your current power and status, but you didn't do it.

Magda: To put it another way, do you really want him back?

Pan: Interesting. Then why did you come to me?

Magda: I guess since the last patriarch passed away, your subordinates... I mean your former counterparts couldn't withhold their greed and started the extremely lucrative white powder business.

Pan: Go on.

Magda: With the young master unwilling to take over the family business, you are not deemed justifiable enough to oppress those people even you are the acting patriarch.

Magda: So you decided to fake your injuries to let them lower their guard. Meanwhile, you sent your henchmen to watch over them in secret.

Pan: Henchmen? You could say that... You're right, but...

Magda: Ah?

Pan: To prevent things unpredictable, you and your companion shall stay here.

Magda: !!!

Pan: I mean you no harm. Easy. You'll be free to go when it's over.

Magda: ...What's your plan?

Pan: Send them to the Sky Goddess, of course.

Pan: Go to the butler for anything you need. You can go to any place in this estate except the exit.

Magda: Can I refuse this?

Pan: You may try.

Magda: ...I see.

### Story Chat 3

Magda: Mr. Brala...

Brala: Magda, you're back. How's it?

Magda: Mr. Pan is the acting patriarch and he didn't get hurt. It's all his plan. Anyway, for now we can't leave the estate.

Brala: Really? That's great. Try this. This is so yummy! Sweet yet not greasy. What's it?

Magda: ...It’s called pudding. Never mind. I must find a way out.

Brala: Why bother? It's cozy and warm here. Big beds, endless sweets, nice people with compliments.

Magda: I'm worried about Mr. Barbalius. Mr. Pan seems tough to deal with. Everything he does is to consolidate his power.

Magda: What if Mr. Barbalius regrets and wants to come back one day? Will Mr. Pan relinquish it all to him? Or...will he just...?! No, I must get out of here now.

Brala: Wait! You mean that guy, Barbalius is the young master? Isn't he a...?!

Magda: A what...?

Brala: Ahem... Nothing! I mean the biscuit tastes great! \*munch\*... Good. Have some! And the cake, \*munch\*...

Magda: ...You stay here for the food. I'm leaving.

Brala: Eh? Hold on... Wait!

Brala: Phew... Almost chocked to death. I mean the desserts here are so great. But it's boring eating them alone. I'm gonna take some back...

Brala: And if you have any message to deliver... Surely I'll help you.

Magda: How are you supposed to get out? We're under so many prying eyes...

Brala: Do you know who I am?

Magda: ...?

Brala: Ahem! I'm the king of thieves in the slums! They're but blind bugs to me.

Magda: ...

Brala: Anyway, I'll keep your message safe!

Magda: Please go find Mr. Barbalius and tell him what's going on. And Mr. Pan will be out too, don't get caught by him.

Brala: Piece of cake. Leave it to me!