He finished his brew more quickly than originally intended and grabbed his coat before stepping out into the London streets and starting up his beloved car. The Professor felt though that Luke would probably be the best in handling this he was an avid lover of animals after all and Chelmey's was one of a rare and temperamental nature.Īha! That was the answer to the puzzle! The Professor smiled, wishing that this simple solution had come to him earlier. Of course, as a man of the law, he would probably be able to handle it himself but one sometimes needed to bow to the expertise of others. What then? The only thing he had planned for this afternoon was to visit Inspector Chelmey who had come seeking assistance the previous day upon a certain problem that he was experiencing at home. He would be glad to organise another trip into an exotic location and examine the strange and rare artefacts that they could find but alas, funding was somewhat threadbare at the moment and therefore, that was out of the question. Besides, those sorts of mysteries he only stumbled across accidentally anyway. Unfortunately, there was little time to scour the country for any mysteries that needed solving to help those poor people see that the cause of their troubles was not, indeed, supernatural after all. What else was there for him to do? Having a stroll in the park was surely pleasurable but he needed something more substantial to alleviate the symptoms of discontentment. This brew never failed to delight his taste buds for he was sure that it stimulated the mind better than anything else and he was also sure that it was the best method for relaxation for did not the English people like to sort out their woes over a cup of tea? They did. He placed this on his frequent appearances in the newspapers and hoped honest to goodness that the fervour from said ladies would die down soon.Īh, perfection had been achieved. Luke had warned him about the 'man-eaters' there such as Rosetta and while Layton had laughed this off, knowing that he could never be such a target to a 'man-eater', he now experienced doubts about this and certainly, the majority of his classes were made up of impressionable young ladies and yes, he was quite disconcerted about the more peculiar sorts of attention that he received. Layton was also on his break from the college and while this meant that he was constantly searching about for something to do after marking all the assignments, there was some pleasure with being away from that place of education. But on that note, Flora was to be gone for some time and his apprentice Luke was currently doing his school studies although he was due to visit some time later.
FANTASTICAL GAMER HOW TO
It seemed so quiet in the house nowadays for Flora was away at a ladies' finishing school where she would learn the arts of how to become a fine lady indeed and if the tutors there were able to improve Flora's cookery skills, then it would be sheer proof that miracles did indeed exist. Layton folded the newspaper and went into the kitchen to make himself another cup of that fabulous brew that was truly the gentlemen's drink coffee had its merits but what spoke class more than a fresh, delicate cup of true, exquisite tea? He mused thoughtfully to himself as he added the exact ingredients that to him made the most perfect of all brews. Yes, the Professor desired something different, something new. Why, the challenge seemed merely an illusion to a puzzle master such as himself and his ever-percolating mind needed challenging, needed satisfaction from accepting and completing such a challenge that would deliver some amount of perplexity. Layton sighed as he put down his pen, having completed the latest perplexing puzzle in The London Times but alas, for him, it was not nearly perplexing enough. True, everybody, no doubt, had such feelings although for one such as he, it caused a certain amount of disconcertion. Within the heart of London, reclining on the sofa in his comfortable abode, the esteemed tutor of the arts of archaeology, the benevolent and ever-eager pursuer of the gentlemanly arts, the man known as Professor Hershel Layton, was feeling the ungentlemenly feeling of dissatisfaction.
Fantastical Rex: A Professor Layton Story
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