At the ferry boarding gate, Selene, dressed in a maid uniform, had been waiting here for a long time.
The first time she saw Aleister from a distance, she ran over, squatted down and hugged Aleister, inhaling deeply the scent of Aleister that only she could smell.
, the strange fragrance becomes stronger and stronger.
Selene is taller than Aleister... After she squats down, they are exactly the same height. And because of the beauty of Aleister and Selene, this scene becomes extremely conspicuous. Passers-by
When tourists saw it, they also laughed kindly.
"Okay, Selene. Stop making trouble."
Aleister pointed out her identity and name to the honey badger, and then said: "Let's go."
"Miss Crawley...isn't it?"
As soon as they boarded the boat, they were immediately stopped by a thick middle-aged man with a smile.
There are some scales on his skin, and he is obviously a mixture of lizard people and other races.
This man's arms are even thicker than Aleister's waist, and he is about two meters tall. His ears are slightly pointed, his back is stooped, his face is full of ferocious flesh, and his chin has a flap-like protrusion like a butt. His shoulders
There are blue and purple anchor tattoos on both arms, and he looks as ferocious as a pirate leader.
Some guests were startled just by seeing him. Some people were still waiting at the bottom of the stairs, afraid to board the ship.
But facing him, Aleister was not afraid at all.
She just asked softly: "Mr. Captain?"
It's not difficult to recognize this.
On the Elf Ferry, where everyone was about to have their weapons confiscated, only he had a machete and a revolver stuck in his waist.
"Haha, you recognized it!"
This captain, a man with an ugly and ferocious appearance who could scare a child to tears, showed an almost flattering smile: "I am Ervan Rachado. The captain of this ship... you are a distinguished guest, please come with me.
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With that said, he bowed respectfully to Aleister with an elf salute.
This scene was caught in the eyes of the people around.
After seeing a black-haired boy with glasses and freckles on his face, he walked quickly to a room and whispered to one of the gray-haired boys with messy hair.
After hearing this, the gray-haired boy's expression suddenly turned ugly.
The two of them whispered for a while, then pushed each other and quietly exited the room.
When they went out, the sound became slightly louder.
"I told you not to mess with her!"
The face of the freckled black-haired boy was full of uneasiness: "Her butler... looks so scary. It makes me feel as scary as Professor Bruzwick..."
"...What are you afraid of, you idiot!"
The gray-haired boy also showed fear on his face, but his mouth was still as hard as ever: "Isn't Professor Bruzwijk dead too? Extraordinary people are also human beings...
"I told you, I have seen the price of that skirt - if it is genuine, the skirt alone is worth 800,000 gold coins! Even if it is a replica, the price is definitely not low...
"With such followers and wearing such an expensive dress, her jewelry is most likely to be extraordinary jewelry. If we get her jewelry, we might be able to change our destiny——"
"But now that you've got it, has your destiny changed?"
The freckled boy's words were sharp: "Dimitte?"
The boy known as Dimit was speechless.
"...How do I know that a young lady of this level would wear fakes while walking outside..."
His lips moved, but he still spoke harshly.
"Otherwise," the freckled boy was still finishing his wounds, "Is he wearing a real thing and stealing it for you? If it is really a real thing, it must have tracking rituals, and we won't be able to run far away even if we take it!"
"That's enough, Paul! Didn't you stop me when I started?"
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Dimitar said angrily: "You have your share too!"
"I stopped it!"
"It's not enough to stop it! If you just say it, it means you want it in your heart, right?"
As soon as Dimit said this, he saw someone passing by.
They immediately stopped talking and watched the passers-by go away before lowering their voices: "How about we send the things back? Apologize to the young lady... maybe she will forgive us."
"Give it back?"
Paul asked back: "What are you thinking? What you have is a fake!"
"...What's wrong with the fakes? Because they are fakes, they shouldn't be that valuable. So I think...if we apologize, we should be forgiven."
"Don't think about it! You're so stupid! You don't understand nobles at all, Dimit!"
Paul's eyes were sharp and his voice became louder: "They will never forgive you - they will only claim that the jewelry you stole is real, and then try to escape punishment by returning a fake one!
"They will ask you for compensation based on the price of the lost real thing! After all, why would such a noble lady wear a fake when going out? If you return the thing, she will think it is a mockery - a mockery of her family property.
In decline, we can’t even afford to throw away fakes!”
"why is it like this……"
Demit hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "You think too bad of the nobility. Isn't Albert also a nobility? So is Miss Aurora..."
"...Albert is a special case. And Aurora...both her parents are dead, and her family property has been taken away by relatives. She is not considered a noble." Paul hesitated, and his voice became softer and gentler.
"Doesn't that mean there are special cases?"
Dimit tried to persuade his friend to go with him: "Maybe the eldest lady is also such a kind person?"
"It's unlikely. Her last name is Crowley. People in that family have some mental problems..."
Paul still firmly refused.
But when he said this, he suddenly came to his senses: "Do you want to strike up a conversation because you see someone who looks beautiful?"
"...She is so beautiful, and she must be very kind-hearted."
Dimit did not deny it, but just begged his companions: "Come with me... I don't dare to go myself. I don't know what taboos those nobles have or what operas they like to watch... I have to go with you."
"
Hearing this, Paul suddenly became furious: "You don't value the thing at all, you just want her personal belongings! You still want to drag me with you, I tell you, no way!
"Don't forget, we have a mission this time we go to sea! If something goes wrong because of you, the instructor will turn us into zombies!"
"——I think it's better for you two to go and explain clearly what the mission is!"
Suddenly, a pair of hands fell on their shoulders. A calm middle-aged voice came from behind them.
They turned around in horror - only to see the eldest lady's housekeeper quietly appearing behind them.
Paul's mind turned quickly: "It's that passerby just now!"
That passerby actually transformed into someone else’s butler!
"Yes, it's me."
Mr. Butler's face was expressionless. He put his hands on their shoulders with a little force and repeated: "You two... please come with me."
