This awkward and solemn atmosphere lasted for more than ten seconds. Forsi and the three people sitting or standing in the study looked at each other in astonishment, feeling as if they were chatting with their neighbor about ways to skip class only to find out that he was a professor.
I don't know where to start with my quibbles at the moment.
It wasn't until the maid's greeting came from behind the door that they were rescued from their confusion.
"Mr. Viscount, Miss Audrey has arrived."
Following the maid's announcement, Viscount Grayling stood up quickly with joy and relief, and raised his voice to invite: "Come in, Miss Audrey, your beauty fills my salon with brilliance."
He quickly walked towards the open door, took the visitor's outstretched right hand and kissed it softly.
Outside the sun-drenched study, Audrey Hall was standing in the corridor, looking over the Viscount's shoulder with curiosity at the people in the room.
She has blond hair and blue eyes, and there is no flaw on her smooth white face. Her long eyelashes that tremble slightly as her eyes flow make her look as perfect as an angel and lively as a girl.
Her eyes as blue as the sky reflected the scene in the room she saw and was 'reading'.
In addition to Forsi and Xio, who had strange expressions, there was also a familiar figure beside them.
The strange young man standing on the left side of the door was wearing a dark green trench coat, which reached about his knees. The slim-fitting but slightly rough fabric of the trench coat indicated that it was probably a tailor-made model that weighed no more than ten pounds.
In the Loen gentlemanly ethos where clothing equals face, this obviously means that its owner is just an ordinary working class person.
People like Xio and Forsi have, um, "limited" incomes.
But what was not commensurate with the hardship in the windbreaker was that the face that turned slightly towards her at this moment was a young face that was as arrogant and elegant as a music conductor. The slightly frowning eyebrows at this time added a different look to his temperament.
color.
After seeing it clearly, Audrey exclaimed in her heart!
This is not because the young man’s face is in line with the aesthetics of the season, but because, no matter in terms of body shape, expression, or temperament, this is clearly the bishop of their Tarot Club!
Oh my god! They actually met in reality!
In fact, since the last tarot session, Audrey has been very surprised by what the bishop told her about the king, and has secretly collected a lot of information through her father's study.
This made her feel the unusual signal in yesterday's assassination of the king.
What sequence would be the assassin who could stab an angel?
"Ahem, Audrey," Viscount Graylingt, who was kissing her hands in front of her, noticed her distraction and took the opportunity to stand up and whispered, "That gentleman is from the Church of the Night."
So don’t reveal that you are an extraordinary person!
Gray Linte still doesn't know how to deal with his own affairs. He must not bring the earl's daughter into the water now, otherwise he will definitely be severely criticized.
Therefore, he emphasized this sentence before introducing them to each other.
It's a pity that Audrey didn't understand his painstaking efforts at all.
After coming back to her senses, she tugged the handkerchief hidden under her wide sleeves in surprise and interest, nodded casually to ignore Glalint's introduction, and walked directly into the room.
They have known each other for a long time!
Audrey thought with her head held high.
By the way, doesn't Mr. Bishop always wear clothes with strange sacred emblems and trade the true name of the righteous god everywhere...
How could the style of such a cult, no, a secret organization, come from the Church of the Night?
...
On the other side, Yager in the study also recognized Audrey's identity with just one glance.
Apart from the fact that the wealthy temperament shown by the girl in the Tarot meeting was difficult to conceal, the main reason was that he opened his spiritual vision after hearing Tongchuan's name.
He originally wanted to see if Miss Hall was an extraordinary person.
Although she is indeed, there are wisps of gray-white mist strikingly appearing in the field of vision, highlighting the connection between the girl and the Fool.
Apparently, Miss Audrey Hall is the current only female member of the Tarot Society, Justice.
Forsi and Xio on the left stood up to say hello.
"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. De Lester." Audrey smiled happily, her eyes were crooked, "Your temperament is like a priest who cleanses the soul."
She made a suggestive pun.
This was actually caused by her little show-off mentality. She felt great about being able to rely on the extraordinary ability of the 'audience' to recognize Mr. Bishop who knew the secrets of high-sequences.
Of course, this is mainly because Yager didn't hide it much.
It didn't cause Yager, who knew her identity, to have any mood swings. Audrey's words frightened several people watching nearby.
After hearing her words of praise, Forsi and Xio cast frightened glances, suspecting that there was something wrong with the countess's eyes today.
How can such an official extraordinary person who can extort ordinary citizens clean his soul?
And there was a faint prayer in Gray Linte's eyes that 'she must not be attracted to men'. After all, Audrey had never seemed to praise others so sincerely before, and he could not be the culprit of her going astray.
The culprit.
The black-haired young man who was the center of everyone's attention gave a polite reply that could not be faulted.
He didn't even respond to Miss Justice's hint.
"It's my honor." Yager imitated the actions of Viscount Gray Lint, and bowed his head to Audrey's extended right hand, "Your beauty eclipses all the stars."
...
A few minutes later, after the polite greetings, Audrey tactfully found the opportunity to leave, ignoring the dissuasion of the others, and came to the corridor to talk alone with Yager.
The corridor of Viscount Glaint's villa was covered with a red velvet carpet, and candles exuding a light floral fragrance were slowly burning under the complicated palace-style lampshades, reflecting the shadows of the carved patterns in the room that had entered the night.
Before the girl with a charming smile could speak, Yager was the first to stop the conversation: "Good evening, Miss Justice."
"Good evening, Mr. Bishop..." Audrey opened her red lips blankly, "When did you recognize me?"
"Your unique temperament impressed me deeply." Yager smiled.
Translated, from the beginning?
Audrey felt herself being shocked and her cheeks turned rosy.
So he heard her hint? He just didn't respond for some reason...
Her excitement about her meticulous observation ability calmed down a little, and she felt a little frustrated.
But what the girl doesn't know is that this may simply be because some tentacle monsters with limited education cannot find a word in Runen language that can carry a pun meaning.
"It's a coincidence that we met at the salon." The black-haired young man continued.
Different from the girl's slightly depressed mood, Yager is now in a good mood after discovering that Miss Hall is the righteous one.
He can start trading information directly,
"Excuse me, Miss Audrey, are you a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society?"
"Yes," after being told the truth, the girl's expression became even more depressed, "They took the initiative to find me two days ago, and now I am a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society."
"But, Mr. Bishop, how do you know that?"
"Furthermore, Gray Linte said that you are an extraordinary person from the Church of the Night. Is this true?"
Yager raised his eyebrows: "That is indeed a coincidence. I just happened to recently learn that Sir Des Shaw may be a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society, considering that your brother, Mr. Hibbert, is also on the Air Pollution Investigation Committee.
, and then speculated.”
"As for the Church of the Night. Well, yes, I am indeed an Extraordinary who belongs to them."
Audrey's face turned red again.
Mr. Bishop obviously didn't guess it, but she said it herself...
This is inconsistent with how the ‘audience’ should behave.
She tugged at her sleeves again in embarrassment.
In the distance, the extraordinary dog Susie, who was specially brought here, squatted next to the maid, tilting her head curiously.
This chapter has been completed!