Chapter 120

Nothing foreshadowed trouble. At least that's how it seemed to me then.

A relaxed three-way conversation, in which the girls took part first of all, and I got off with general phrases: "Yeah, yeah, of course, it is possible." Who is to blame that the steaks were so delicious? Although this is possible because of the unknown animal that lives here. Harton told me that in the forests there are many predators that you can hunt. Can we get our general out on this very hunt?

"Where's Harton?" - I asked the first question this evening.

Pamela and Beatrice looked at me in surprise, and then looked at each other.

- Have you listened to everything, what we talked about? Beatrice asked in a threatening tone.

- Um. No, what are you. I probably forgot. So where is he?

In response, I got a look that could be translated as: "I know that you are lying bastard. But so be it I will believe you this time! "

- I flew to London.

- Why?

- Exhibition of new weapons. He represents our country. Plus, you need to get a message across to your government.

- Even so?

- Then you will find out which one. She smiled at me.

At this point I thought the important phrases were over, but out of the corner of my eye I noticed Pam nodding "imperceptibly" to Beatrice.

- Isaac, tell me, do you really like it so much in the USA and Gotham City in particular?

- What do you mean?

- I'm interested. She rested her chin on her interlocked fingers and stared at me with her violet eyes. - What makes you throw yourself in front of bullets?

"I guess you wouldn't mind if I threw myself under the bullets here?"

- No. I was very glad if you didn't throw yourself at the bullets at all. And at best, he transferred his actions into a more peaceful channel like politics or science, or ...

- Let me guess. Pam advised you on this conversation. - and noticed that my red-haired schemer jerked a little at the mention of her name. - Can we discard unnecessary words and, I would even say masks, and express ourselves directly? Pam? I think you should start first.

- Heh. I'm afraid for your life. Gotham is dangerous in itself. And even after your words that things may get worse soon, I cannot find a place for myself.

- AND?

- And I want you ... we settled here together.

- It's clear. Now you, Beatrice.

- A loyal person and friend will not interfere with any ruler. And I will not hide to this Harton pushes me. He would not mind having in his assistants a person who possesses such power. And besides, your strength is not the only positive quality, which is very useful.

Disingenuous, even I understand that. Although I doubt that she can admit to herself now that I am attracted to her.

- It's all?

- Yes. - good game Beatrice.

- Clearly. To your chagrin, and to your own chagrin, to be honest. I cannot leave the police service and move here for permanent residence. I'm sure I can do something for this world. And I will do it. After all, I want me to be able to live in peace and not be afraid of my children and grandchildren as well.

+ 200 to relationship with Pamela Eisley / Poison Ivy

+ 100 to relationship with Queen Beatrice / Queen Bee.

Yes, I noticed that when a woman recognizes in a man the hope for a good husband and someone who thinks about the future, then her interest in him increases many times over. The truth here is a hundred or two in the scale of relations, according to the System.

- I accept your refusal, and I understand it. Although I am at a loss as to what your plan is to "help this world." However, I can count on you to consider the option to "settle" in Bealia after the completion of your plans?

- Bealia is a wonderful place that I liked almost immediately upon arrival. Therefore, your country is probably the first in the list "Dump into it at the earliest opportunity!"

- Glad to hear it. But you still have time to think before you leave. Legal matters with your superiors will be settled by our diplomats in case you still want to stay here.

- I'll keep it on mind.

This was the end of the importance of our dinner. But it seems to me that this is not Beatrice's last attempt to lasso me to serve her. She is, after all, a politician.