The party was held in the main hall of the mansion, and the attendants or maids accompanying the guests were invited to the side hall, where a resting place and a variety of food were also prepared for them. Although not as luxurious and luxurious as the main hall, it was enough to set off the host's personality.
Generosity and attentiveness - not every party can take care of these unknown entourages. In more cases, they serve their masters wholeheartedly before dragging hungry or exhausted people after attending a ninety-minute party.
Physical departure.
In contrast, Viscount Schliemann's virtues as a true nobleman seem to be shining brightly, worthy of his ancient and time-honored family name.
Moreover, since everyone is an attendant, there is no need to worry about status, etiquette and other factors. The atmosphere in the side hall is actually more harmonious, which is in sharp contrast to the main hall, which is pleasant on the surface but has clear boundaries between class and social circles. It seems that here
What was held was a real banquet, and Countess Neville couldn't help but think of those impromptu banquets held by the proprietress Siesta every night she spent at the Fairy Sleep Inn.
As an ancient nobleman of the Motosh Empire, Neville thought she had never seen such scenes, but in the end she was still shocked by the frequency of banquets held by the landlady. However, as long as she could keep up with the landlady's rhythm, she would gradually
I think this kind of life is quite good, at least it is better than the boring daily life of aristocrats. If every party she attended could be as cheerful, lively and unrestrained as the boss lady's banquet, how could she always leave early, so that
What about the impression that the silver-eyed countess is eccentric and difficult to get along with?
Of course, these are all off-topic and have nothing to do with the current situation. Neville just recalled it for a while, then quickly gathered her thoughts and focused on the serious things to do next. She lowered her head and glanced at herself
My granddaughter asked as she did ten minutes ago: "Are you ready, Leticia? It's time for us to take action."
"Guga?"
The little bat who was immersed in the food on the dining table raised her head with half a piece of roasted lamb rib in her mouth. She said vaguely: "Hey, hey, haven't you, eh, haven't you had enough..."
However, in fact, she had already wiped out half of the food on the table - except for vegetable soup and salad - this turbulent attitude, if it weren't for the dress that Lorena made for the two of them, which has a lower sense of presence.
The enchantment effect may have already become the focus of everyone's attention. How can you act secretly then?
What's going on with this child? She looks like she's starving to death. Didn't I let her eat enough? That shouldn't be the case. Before the operation started, I specially asked Miss Siesta to prepare nutritious and balanced food for her.
What about the full vegetable salad dinner that the kids love, but why do they get hungry so quickly?
The Countess, who was completely unaware of the point of the problem, sighed silently, took out a white square towel from the jacket pocket of her black tuxedo, gently wiped the oil stains from the corners of her granddaughter's mouth, and whispered: "Don't eat it.
, after this operation is over, I will ask Miss Siesta to make you whatever you want to eat. Right now, you should focus on business. Don’t forget what Xiaoxia said before departure."
"Ugh!?"
Grandma's words reminded Leticia of a vague memory, and a thoughtful light immediately appeared in her eyes: Before departure, a certain shepherd girl who did not want to be named had approached the grandparents and grandson with a calm but non-negotiable message.
In a firm tone, they gave them a fatal order: they must complete the task before the party progresses to the dancing part, and then let Ringer and Gloria find an excuse to leave early.
She did not disclose the specific reason, and Neville did not ask. She only thought that she was worried that something might happen if the time went too long. After all, she was doing things under the nose of a society philosopher, so it was normal to be cautious.
Only the wise little bat saw through the truth of the matter, because she vaguely heard her friend Metien mention that at this party, Ringer might dance ballroom dancing with Miss Gloria. Of course, the pink-haired little girl
The girl didn't mention what kind of dance ballroom dancing was, so Leticia imagined the kind of dance that required cuddling and cuddling, which was inappropriate, and felt that it fit the character of Ringer very well: he just liked it.
Take advantage of girls!
Saint Xalia... she must have done this to protect the girl named Gloria from being taken advantage of by Ringer!
That's right, we can't let such a beautiful and kind-hearted girl fall into Ringer's clutches! Otherwise, she will definitely become like Olvera, who is obviously not stupid but still acts stupid all day long; or she will become like Iyetta, who acts stupid every day.
Picking primrose petals in the windmill tower room, while picking and returning them, I said to myself: Ringer will come today, Ringer will not come today... What good girls they were, and they are all because of Ringer
It became like this!
When she thought of this, Leticia felt deeply that she had a heavy responsibility, and a simple sense of justice suddenly arose in her heart. She swallowed the roasted lamb ribs in her mouth, and reluctantly glanced at the other food on the table.
, turned around resolutely and said to Neville: "Okay, let's go, grandma!"
Neville: "..."
I don’t know why she suddenly became so energetic, but it must be a good thing, right?
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Xiaoliang Palace occupies a vast area, with buildings of different purposes connected together, revealing a majestic corner among the dense cypress trees. The mansion used for hosting the party should be the most luxurious one in the entire building complex.
It is also what outsiders think is the residence of Professor Heinrich Schliemann. However, according to the investigation results of a certain great detective who wishes to remain anonymous, our dear Professor Heinrich has an unknown habit, namely
He never stays overnight in this mansion, preferring to live in a small building not far from the headquarters of the Institute of Prehistoric Heritage. In other words, that is his real residence.
The small building is not only in a secluded location, but also close to a lush forest farm. Leaving the forest farm is Heavis Street. It only takes 15 minutes to walk to the headquarters of the United Order, the Cathedral of the Evangelization of the Holy Glory.
As an association of philosophers, there is naturally a profound meaning in choosing this location, and the secret study room where Professor Heinrich keeps precious research materials is located here.
Standing on the outskirts of the forest farm, the first sight you can see from a distance is not the scenery of the manor, nor the headquarters building of the Institute of Prehistoric Heritage, but the majestic and huge shadow of the Holy Evangelical Cathedral in the night.
Its outline is magnificent, but it does not have the sanctity and solemnity that a religious building should have. Because it is covered in darkness, it looks more like a huge war machine, giving people a feeling of shock and fear.
The silver-eyed countess took a deep look at it, then quickly withdrew her gaze and said in a deep voice: "Come on, Leticia."
"Okay, grandma!"
So in the shadow of the dense branches and leaves, two shadows, one large and one small, flashed away like fast meteors, causing a sudden sound of wind. In an unnoticed corner, the branches that passed by the night wind swayed slightly.