Shad did not know the young Prince Nasser Cavendish. He was a polite young royal gentleman wearing a black tuxedo. Prince Nasser, who had the Cavendish family's iconic fiery red hair, obviously knew Shad.
Damn it, after the salon owner Lesia casually chatted with Shade for a few words at the door, he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Shade.
Of course, the young prince was quickly overtaken by Agelina. As the most favored princess by the king, Agelina's status was obviously higher than that of Nasser, who did not participate in government affairs and had no influence.
But Agelina actually didn't say a few words to Shade. After all, he couldn't block the door, which would affect the guests behind.
Just as Shade thought, Princess Margaret encountered some accidents in public events at Huntington and Lakeview Manor. Therefore, in tonight's salon, the church directly arranged for a ring warlock to protect her. In the salon where there were only more than thirty people
It was certainly not easy to arrange a few strangers who obviously did not fit in with the atmosphere in a salon, so the church disguised them as employees of the Prophet's Association.
Judging from the number of people, it should be the True God [Ms. Creation], that is, the full 7-person team of the [God of Creation and Destruction]. These people did not appear directly in the room where the salon was held, but in the room next door.
Wait. Because they were all gathered together and frequently used thaumaturgy as if for reconnaissance, Shade was able to confirm their location.
Luvia should be waiting for news from Shade in the room on the third floor at this time, and the servants in the salon were all arranged by Lesia. Seeing that nothing happened for the time being, Shade entered the room and pretended that he was really
I came here to participate in a reading salon.
This was originally the divination room of the Seer Association. Now the divination-related equipment has been moved to both sides of the room. The fireplace in the room is lit, and soft sofas are placed irregularly in front of the fireplace.
There are tables with drinks and desserts beside the wall for guests to take as they please. In addition to the sofas, there are several square tables with round stools around them placed on both sides of the fireplace.
The people who were already seated were chatting with each other. Compared with banquets and dances, the reading salon was a little less noisy. At least everyone knew that this was a gathering of "cultured people".
Shade didn't see anyone he knew for the time being. He randomly picked a sofa and sat down. He put the "Hamilton Detective Stories" in his hand on the small table beside him and took a book called "The Sunset at Dusk" from the table.
"Looking through the collection of essays. Shortly after he sat down, Princess Margaret appeared with her entourage and maid.
After greeting Lesia at the door, she entered the room. While chatting with the people traveling with her, she immediately spotted Shade, who was holding a goblet and looking down at a book.
Thinking of meeting Shade at the Three Cats Hotel on that foggy afternoon last week, Princess Margaret already had her own thoughts.
She whispered a few words to the accompanying lady, and then made a gesture with Sir Prisha, and then the group sat down next to Shade. Although the sofas were not neatly arranged, some sofas were still merged.
When they got together, there were not enough seats nearby, so after obtaining Shade's consent, Sir Prisha sat next to Shade.
Because of Shade's outstanding performance at the banquet at Lakeview Manor, especially his reputation as the "Penny Detective", he became a social celebrity in the city. Of course, the guests from Carson Creek all knew Shade.
So before the salon even started, he was invited into the conversation.
Princess Margaret was sitting on the sofa in front of Shade. She took the initiative to stir up the topic and talked about the book she had read recently. While the princess was talking to people, Sir Priscilla said to Shade enthusiastically:
"Good evening, Mr. Hamilton, what are you reading?"
"Good evening, Sir."
Xia De closed the book and shook hands with the other party, then showed the book in his hand:
"This is a collection of prose written by an unknown writer in Delrayon more than three hundred years ago. It was not until many years after his death that the manuscript was discovered and published. Judging from the content of the prose, this writer
He was quite depressed during his lifetime, it would have been nice if he could have received royalties during his lifetime."
""Evening Sunset"? Yes, I have read this book. But if the author could get royalties during his lifetime, he might not be able to write the articles that we can see today."
The Kasenlik poet shook his head, and after greetings, he handed Shad a note:
"Your Highness asked me to give it to you."
Shade knew that it was definitely no coincidence that Sir Prisha was sitting next to him.
He avoided Sir Prisha's gaze and looked at the contents of the note:
[Mr. Hamilton, at 6:55, there is no one on the east corner of the stairs on the second floor. Please come. I want to thank you for your help during the heavy fog last week.]
Shade raised his eyebrows, glanced at the princess who was talking to the poetess Ms. Lewis, and then folded the note. Giving this note was not just an appointment to meet him in a few minutes, it also meant that Margaery
De Anjou admitted that she was the one who collected the relics that afternoon with Mr. Alan Madison.
"His Royal Highness gave me a mathematical problem. There is no application scenario, it is just a simple problem of solving a sequence."
He smiled and said to Sir Prisha.
"His Royal Highness is still worried about the 'one penny' issue at Lakeview Manor last time."
Sir Prisha raised his head slightly and looked at the princess in front of him. Shade couldn't tell whether he knew the contents of the note.
Jazz lowered his voice and reminded:
"His Highness's mathematics teacher, Miss Emma Sylvia, has very strict requirements on her, so His Highness attaches great importance to his mathematical ability."
"I know Miss Sylvia, she is a very famous scholar."
Shade replied in a low voice, took out his notebook from his pocket, and put the note into the notebook:
"The math problem last time was actually just a thinking trap. There is no need for Your Highness to compete with me. Wisdom is never a tool for comparison. Maybe I should take the initiative to admit that I cannot answer this question."
He was thinking about the reason for getting up and leaving.
"No no no."
Sir Prisha immediately shook his head:
"Gentlemen will not take the initiative to admit defeat for this reason. This is actually an insult to His Highness. Besides, wisdom must be expressed through a carrier. The question you raised at Lakeview Manor is quite exciting. As long as you fall into your
It is quite difficult to climb out of the preset logical trap."
Literary men and writers of this era were usually proficient in mathematics. The reason for this was not understood by Shade, but the Sir Prisha in front of him was obviously that kind of person. Prior to this, Shade’s understanding of this gentleman
He was just "a poet, aristocrat, and magician." The information provided by Miss Daniste did not describe this gentleman's character in detail.
This time, when he had the opportunity to have a close conversation, Shade found that Sir Prisha, the "Guiding Moon", was a very talkative and intelligent gentleman. He was able to chat with Shade on any topic, including knowledge.
But it is not limited to literature, politics, geography, history and mathematics.
Even judging by his status as a ring wizard, this gentleman can definitely be called a knowledgeable man. On mathematical topics, his attainments are no lower than Princess Margaret, and on political topics, he can also understand
The words Shade said to his neighbor Mr. Smith during the banquet at Lakeview Manor.
Shade was intrigued by Sir Pricha, so he planned to wait until Princess Margaret left before getting up and leaving.
Sir Prichard was also very interested in Shade. During the conversation between the two, Shade also learned about his experience from Sir Prichard. This gentleman was from a close relative of the Anjou royal family. Although the family was quite wealthy,
He left the city where the Prisha family lived very early and went to Willondale to study.
Although he had a generous living expenses, during his studies, in order to understand the lives of the lower class people and experience the hard work of labor, he worked as a scribe in the church to supplement his living expenses.
Premature independence allowed him to arrange his life and studies according to his own ideas. Unlike Shade, who had an "illiterate" level of education, this gentleman who had just turned 30 had four degrees in literature, mathematics, law and theology.
.In addition to his identity as a poet, he was also a scholar. Of course, these identities were obscured because of his aristocratic status, and people paid more attention to his origins rather than his own efforts.
Speaking of this, Sir Prisha shook his head regretfully:
"A wise man is never blinded. Unfortunately, we all know that there are never any wise men, only mortals full of flaws."
"When you say this, you sound like a wise man."
Shade said with a smile. From the corner of his eye, he saw Princess Margaret getting up and walking towards the door with the maid. So when Sir Prisha shook his head to express his humility, he tilted the cup in his hand slightly and accidentally spilled the juice.
On leather shoes:
"oh!"
He put down the cup embarrassedly:
"It's really unlucky. Fortunately, it didn't spill on the carpet. I think I have to go to the bathroom to deal with it. It should be easy to wipe off. Sir, come back later and continue the conversation. You are really knowledgeable and knowledgeable."
"Yes, there is plenty of time to continue chatting tonight."
The middle-aged poet from the South got up and made way for Xia De to leave. Xia De walked towards the door with a normal expression. First he asked the servant at the door for a handkerchief that could be used to shine shoes, and then he said politely to the princesses and princes at the door.
With a sound, he returned to the corridor.
There were about seven minutes left before the salon started, and almost all the guests who were supposed to come had already arrived. The second floor of the Prophet Association was very quiet, and the association did not arrange additional staff to disturb the gathering of nobles.
Walking through the corridor with bright gas lights, when Shade came to the unoccupied stairs on the east side as the note said, the maid in the first ring was carefully watching. Seeing Shade coming, the maid walked a little further to avoid hearing
A sentence that shouldn't be heard. And the princess with dull golden hair was standing under the gas lamp at the top of the stairs, waiting for Shade.
The glass lampshade of the gas lamp is spherical in shape, and there is an oil painting on the side of a seer using a crystal ball for divination. I don't know what this indicates.
"Good evening, Mr. Hamilton."
Margaret Anjou held out her white lace-gloved hand to Chad.