In the evening, the train slowly stopped at the platform.
The doors opened, and people carrying suitcases or carrying luggage poured out, and the platform was quickly crowded.
Among the crowd, there were two guys who were different from others. There was no trace of luggage on their bodies. They were dressed simply and didn't even carry handbags. There were no servants around to help them carry their things. They looked like
So out of place.
And these two people were Carl and Ceryl who got out of the car. Because of Celier's portable storage space, they got out of the car empty-handed.
"Celile."
Standing still in the crowd, Karl suddenly thought of something and patted Ceryl next to him on the shoulder.
"What's wrong?"
At this moment, Ceryl was still looking at the people around her. This was the first time she had taken a train in her life. She kept asking questions on the train. Until she got off the train, her sense of novel experience had not completely faded away.
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Touching his chin, Karl said: "With your current height, can you buy a child ticket in the future?"
That's right, Cyril has not grown in height since she arranged the ritual during the decisive battle with the Eidolon Lord. She is still in the body of a child and has not returned to her girlish appearance.
Now she was looking around like a curious baby. Uninformed people might really think that she was a curious little girl, which made Karl couldn't help but amuse her.
"Tsk."
Hearing Karl's words, Cyril rolled her eyes in an uncivilized manner, then kicked his calf hard and said:
"Isn't it like this just to deal with that guy?"
"After I eat it for a week, it will naturally grow back."
Seeing Ceryl's unhappy look, Karl smiled and continued: "Your body size changes really fast, but don't tell me you are inflatable."
"Hey! Don't tell me this is really a good idea. If I have a chance, I'll try pouring some air into my body. Maybe it will work!"
Carl's casual joke suddenly aroused Cyril's inspiration. She took a fancy to this guy and really wanted to find a chance to try it herself.
After simulating the appearance of Cyril inflating in his mind, Carl somehow thought of a guy who wanted to be the Pirate King.
"Mr. Calvindi and Miss Selyl Lawn?"
While they were chatting, an elderly gentleman dressed as a butler walked up to them and asked.
Karl took a look at the old gentleman. First of all, he had never seen him before, but since he could say his name clearly and clearly, there must be some kind of relationship. Thinking about this, he nodded and replied:
"That's us. Why are you looking for us...?"
"Ah, I am Victor Charles, Master Thomas' butler."
Seeing Karl admit his identity, the butler in front of him bowed slightly, then clapped his hands and made a sound, and then continued: "Miss Olivia, she entrusted me to pick you up at the station. I wonder where your luggage is?"
Following the butler's action, two young men walked out of nowhere, seemingly ready to salute them.
Facing the two young men who came over, Karl smiled and spread his hands: "Thank you, but the two of us didn't bring anything, so we just left.
Needless to say, it was Nina who sent the telegram to Olivia, so the people in Windermere knew about her taking this train.
"I understand." Seeing Karl's actions, the steward took out a few pennies from his coat pocket and sent the two young men away, preparing to take Karl and the others out of the station.
As for the two young men who were leaving, even though they already had money in their hands, they still turned around and looked at Selyl, the longing in their eyes was self-evident.
Could it be that Cyril attracts more attention now that she has become smaller?
Since traveling with Ceryl, many people have praised her beauty, but this is the first time that Karl has seen these two young men express their longing so nakedly.
Even at the banquet at Claridge's Hotel, the guy who came up to chat didn't reveal his desires so clearly. I really don't know if these two young men were moved by money or if they had any special hobbies.
After walking out of the station, Mr. Butler led them to a private car and asked for instructions: "The next journey will take about 2 to 3 hours. Do you two need to eat something in advance, or do you want to wait?
Can you ask the kitchen to prepare it for you when you get back?"
"Both of us are fine. It's getting late, so let's leave first."
"Yes, sir."
There was a driver waiting in the car for a long time. After the three of them got on the car, it immediately started and drove several people away from here.
After waiting for the car to pull out of the station for a while, Karl realized why this was a popular vacation spot for wealthy people.
The car drove smoothly along the shore of Lake Windermere. The carefully repaired road was very smooth and did not feel bumpy at all. Even the roads in London were not this smooth.
As the sun sets, the last rays of sunlight cast golden ripples on the lake beside you. There are still people playing in boats on the lake. The returning birds also fly back to the woods on the hillside on the other side at this time.
Returning home, there was a quiet and peaceful scene by the lake.
Sniffing the smell of the lake water carried by the breeze, Karl felt that when he gets old, retiring in a place like this must be a good choice.
Cyril didn't say a word obediently along the way. She kept looking at the scenery outside and seemed to like the environment here very much.
Three hours passed, and when they arrived at their destination, the sun in the distance had completely hidden below the horizon.
The driver parked the car next to a lakeside villa that seemed to occupy a very large area. It seemed that this was where Olivia's family lived.
Then before Karl could get up, someone opened the car door for them outside.
"Miss, please."
The receptionist who had been standing at the door of the villa stretched out his hand to support Cyril and picked her up very politely. Seeing this, Karl also got out of the car.
After looking around, I saw that the theme of the villa is very clean and white, and the gentle layout makes people feel comfortable just by looking at it.
【Thomas Henry Ismay】
At this time, Karl noticed a line of words on the sign beside the fence.
Needless to say, this is the name of the owner here, and it is also the name of Olivia's father, the president of the White Star Company, and the great British capitalist Thomas Ismay.
As they entered the villa, Karl also met Olivia, who had been away for a long time.
At this moment, she was wearing a light green dress, sitting on the sofa in the living room, discussing something with a man.