When we returned to the hotel, preparations for the banquet were completed. The hall on the first floor was brightly lit, the music was melodious, and there was a cheerful and relaxed atmosphere everywhere. However, for some reason, Shelia stayed outside alone, holding a broom.
It seemed that he was cleaning the debris on the floor, and the neat bartender uniform was stained with dust.
Seeing Lin Ge coming over, she reminded: "Be careful, don't step on the glass on the ground."
"Glass?"
Ringer frowned slightly: "Why is there glass?"
Shelia didn't answer, but pointed to a room on the second floor. Ringer looked in the direction of her finger, only to find that the window of that room had been smashed by someone, and the glass fragments fell from above.
She fell into the lush woods and grass, and it was dark and the visibility was poor. It was difficult for people to spot these shining crystal fragments under their feet when passing by. No wonder she reminded herself to be careful.
"What's going on?"
"Miss Leticia is back." Shelia shrugged: "But she looked a little strange. She didn't go to the main entrance and didn't say hello to us. She just crashed in from the second floor window. I heard the glass in the hall
I was shocked when I heard the sound of shattering. However, there must be a reason why she did this, so I didn’t ask and left it to Miss Neville for the time being."
Although the countess loves her granddaughter, her tutoring is equally strict. She believes that she will enforce the law impartially and teach some bad kids who don't like to go through the right door a harsh lesson. This is what Shelia thinks, but only Linge knows about Leticia.
The impulsive behavior was definitely not intentional. She just smelled the familiar and close atmosphere in a strange environment, so she chose to return to her grandma in the most direct way.
For a girl who has lost her memory and is confused and lonely, nothing more can be asked for.
"I'll go find her."
Linge said, and then walked past Shelia, intending to go to Neville's room on the second floor. At this time, Shelia turned around and shouted: "Hey, Linge, it's just a small matter, don't embarrass her too much."
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The young man's footsteps paused slightly and he replied: "I didn't say I wanted to embarrass her."
"Really?" Shelia stopped sweeping, supported the end of the broom with both hands, rested her chin on the back of her hands, and looked at Ringer with a narrow smile in her eyes: "But I always feel that you will
Do this, after all, this is your character."
"That's obviously——" Ringer thought for a moment and said, "You don't know me well enough."
After that, he took another step and walked into the hotel. Shelia's eyes followed him until his back disappeared into the bright light behind the door, then she looked back, and then sighed: "It's as if someone has understood you.
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She grabbed the broom and continued to sweep.
He had to clean up the nearby glass shards before Metien knew that his little friend was in trouble.
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The melodious melody echoed under the ceiling of the hall, and the warm lights illuminated the venue like daylight. The five-story-high dinner plates were like majestic ancient trees, and they were filled with various delicacies and desserts.
: Strawberry cake, cold chicken breast, grilled trout, fried mushrooms, apple pie, etc. At this time, there are still more than a dozen Mr. Rabbits lined up in two teams, one team is responsible for bringing out the dishes prepared in the kitchen.
, the other team is responsible for displaying these dishes on different tables according to the dish classification. In addition, they also need to prepare the wine (actually water), tableware, appetizers and black tea (mainly) that will be used at the banquet.
To satisfy the hobbies of a certain countess), etc., it can be said that she is the busiest person in the hotel at this time. However, as the official maid, Xie Mi is nowhere to be seen, and I don’t know where she went.
Ringer passed through the busy Mr. Rabbits, followed the stairs to the second floor, found room number 212, and knocked gently on the door.
"Please come in." came the countess's smooth reply from inside the room, her tone of voice carrying the unique elegance of an aristocrat, which was obviously formed naturally through many years of social activities. It has now become a habit and is difficult to change.
Ringer was unceremonious and pushed the door open. Probably because the owner didn't like bright light, there was only one lamp lit in the simply decorated room, and the curtains were drawn, making the light a little dim. Neville sat and turned off the light.
In front of the fireplace, there is a book lying casually on hand. On the small round table in front of him is a set of tea sets: a frosted teapot with a beautiful rose pattern, three elegant ceramic teacups and trays, and a silver tea set.
teaspoon, and a small jar filled with sugar. At this time, the black tea in the cup is still evaporating to give off the remaining warmth of the bird, and the fragrance is refreshing.
On the sofa opposite Neville, Leticia, who had just come back from the dead, curled up and fell into a deep sleep like a lazy cat sleeping by the fire. She slept so well.
It was very heavy, and it didn't notice the disturbance from outsiders. From time to time, it would make one or two murmurs, as if it was whispering something, but no one could hear the specific meaning clearly.
"Please take a seat." Neville pointed to a sofa next to her and said, "My tea party hasn't officially started yet, so I just left a place for you, Mr. Ringer."
"I'm not here to drink tea with you." Ringer said, "but I have a question to ask you."
"If you mean this window," Neville glanced at the window behind her that was covered by the curtains. She could vaguely see the cracked glass, so the wind could blow into the room unimpeded, causing the curtains to flutter.
Get up: "When Leticia wakes up, I will take her to apologize to Miss Siesta and Miss Shelia."
Ringer shook his head: "That's not the problem."
"Oh? So are there any other questions?"
Ringer closed the door and fixed his calm gaze on the Countess' face: "Just now, Miss Leticia's curse was triggered, right in front of me."
"It's not surprising. I have already told you the truth about the curse, and tonight happens to be the full moon." Neville paused, and then said: "The only thing that surprises me is that she can tolerate you witnessing her death. Every time
In the second reincarnation, even my grandma, who is the closest to me, tried every means to avoid her. And the only difference between you and me is probably our gender. So, you are not as honest as you seem.
, but are there many sweet words to coax little girls, Mr. Ringer?"
"The difference is not in gender, but in identity." Lin Gedan said calmly: "You are her grandmother, and I, I am a pastor."
"So?"
"So, I just pray for her."
Neville was silent for a while, then laughed softly: "I can accept this reason, okay, then let me thank you for praying for Leticia, at least I did what I always wanted to do but couldn't.
You have also done something that the world has never dared to do - you are probably the first human being in the world to offer requiem prayers for the vampires, Mr. philanthropic pastor."
She picked up a cup of black tea on the table, just like the distinguished guests at a dinner party toasting to the host. She nodded and smiled at Lin Ge, and then took an elegant sip. Lin Ge noticed that the color of the black tea was beautiful and fragrant, like blood.
It seems that even though she has gotten rid of the vampire's instinctive thirst for blood, the silver-eyed countess still retains the corresponding tendency subconsciously. After all, she is not the Queen of the Queen, and it is impossible to be like Leticia, who is obviously a vampire, but
There is no vampire habit at all.
After taking a sip of black tea, Neville put the tea cup back on the tray and looked at Ringer: "So, besides that, what is the question you want to ask?"
Lin Ge stared into those frost-covered silver eyes and said word by word: "Not long ago, Leticia's curse was triggered once in the mangrove forest, but there was no full moon that night."
"..." Neville remained silent.
"According to your description of the curse, it will only be triggered in two situations, either during the full moon once a month, or when you die and Leticia suffers your death on your behalf."
"..." Neville remained silent, but straightened her back slightly, as if she finally began to face this conversation.
"So, what I want to ask is-" Linge lowered his voice, as if he didn't want Leticia to hear him in her sleep: "You were not actually captured by Silver Moon, but you took the initiative to follow Gundaruf