"What's the matter, Patsy, isn't the food here to your liking?"

The one who spoke was the Bloodline girl sitting at the top, she had short lilac hair, she was wearing a small dress similar to Remilia's, her facial features were delicate and beautiful, and it was worth mentioning that her eyes were not the blood red that vampires often have, but a lighter light red.

Her name is Sophia? Feng? Scaril, who had escaped from the papal siege with Remilia, was one of Remilia's most trusted men, and his status in the latter's heart was almost on par with that of Pache Riche.

At the moment, she was still the same as usual, her face was like frost, but Patchouli read her concern in her eyes.

Hearing this, Remi and Fran stopped fighting and looked at Patchouli in unison, even Sakuya and Shizuku, who had been serving the food, and the little devil who was standing next to Pache for dinner, and the carpenter who was at a loss for what to do when he saw the sumptuous meal, all showed worried expressions.

"It's nothing, probably because I read the book too late last night, so you don't have to worry about me."

Pache shook her head, raised the wine glass in front of her, and drank the precious red wine inside, perhaps not suitable for such a violent way of drinking, Patchouli coughed a few times, and the red wine also shook out of the glass and picked it up in her face.

The reddish liquor slid down the girl's pale cheeks to her neck, and she gently wiped it away with her lilac sleeve.

When everyone saw this, they all relaxed and started arguing again.

No one noticed, her eyes were a little confused, her pale face flushed, she held her forehead, and Pachua, who looked like she was about to get drunk, was still carefully observing her surroundings, she used her soft hat, half-covering her face, and kept patrolling the surroundings with her free eyes.

"The sense of disobedience has not disappeared, and something is definitely wrong."

But what's the problem?

Whether it is the majestic portrait of Remilia next to it, or the stone sculpture of Remilia's ladylike style, it is the same as usual, there is nothing abnormal.

The chair on which Pachou Li sat was still made of precious mahogany, and the delicate patterns engraved on it were as cumbersome as ever, and the gold-inlaid jade pillar next to it was also so luxurious, anyone who saw it would be shocked by the wealth of the Red Devil Pavilion.

But the hard work paid off, and after Pache persevered in her search, she finally found the place where the sense of disobedience was.

The room was so bright, a little dazzling, that every time Pache tried to see something around her, the light would brighten, and the object seemed to be immersed in the light, and it was impossible to see it really. At this time, Pache couldn't help but close her eyes to avoid the glare of the light, and she was so busy that she couldn't even see the details of a single thing.

"At first I thought it was because I had been in the basement for too long and was not used to the light, but after all this time, I still couldn't see clearly, which is a big problem."

Pache mused, silently reciting the magic of enhancing her eyesight, and in a few breaths, her eyesight was enhanced to the point of being comparable to that of a falcon, and she still couldn't see the details of those details, as if there was a screen window between them, and she would never be able to see the details of things without removing the obstacle.

The feast passed quickly, and in a short time everyone had finished eating, and Pache jumped out of the slightly higher chair and got up and flew to the library.

She had already confirmed it again and again with magic just now, it was not her own eyesight that was wrong, but the world.

"Little devil, has anything strange happened in Gensokyo lately?"

She suddenly stopped flying, turned her head, and asked softly to the little devil behind her.

"Have you forgotten, Lord Pachuali? The Shrine Maiden of Hirori was changed not long ago, and it won't be long before we launch the Red Mist Mutation and try to rule Gensokyo. ”

The little devil was obviously very puzzled by his master's problem, because this change was proposed by Lord Remilia, and Lord Pache was responsible for it, shouldn't the one who knew most about this matter be Lord Pacully?

"Really?"

After she reminded her, Patchouli also remembered this incident. The new Hakurei shrine maidens have just taken office, and they will definitely not be able to master the power of Hakurei, so this is a great opportunity for them to rule Gensokyo. So at Remilia's instigation and Skalil's acquiescence, Pache devised that plan.

"First use the red mist to shroud Gensokyo, attract the Hakurei witch over, and then defeat it on your home turf?"

She repeated the conspiracy, frowning. She always felt as if something was not right, she seemed to have done something similar somewhere, and she always felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

The floor-to-ceiling windows next to it were still polished by Sakiya, and the cold and hurried moonlight penetrated the glass and sprinkled on the ground, like a layer of hoarfrost on the ground. Pache looked at the round and bright moon outside the window, and fell silent.

"It's probably not a full moon today." She muttered to herself.

===========

"It really shouldn't be a full moon today." Sixteen Nights Saki looked at the moon above her head, and then at the crowd around her, and said something like this.

This is the largest human gathering place in Gensokyo, the world, and there are so many humans who are uncomfortable and abnormal. But this time is not right, because most of the monsters are nocturnal, so at night, the world will generally become closed, quiet, and the population will be sparse like a wilderness, and it is impossible to be the same as during the day.

But in front of Sakiya is a night in the world that is no different from the day, as if the moon in the sky is just a superfluous thing, and the night is also a deceptive fake.

Sakiya's hand brushed between the hem of her skirt, and she held a dagger in her hand.

"It's not very reasonable in this world, under the premise of completing the order of the eldest lady, let's find out the source of this sense of disobedience as much as possible. In a few days, it will be the succession ceremony of the Shrine Maiden of Hirori, and anyone who wants to start a mutation before us will have to be eliminated. ”

She walked on the streets of the world, observing the pedestrians around her with the corner of her eye, walking through the streets and alleys, without stopping a single step.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she stopped.

"Excuse me, are you good at carving?"

The person she spoke to was a middle-aged man with a very ordinary appearance, he looked to be over forty years old, although his hair had not turned white, but a few subtle wrinkles had appeared on his forehead, and his hands were also covered with calluses, and the whole person did not look much different from other people in the world.

But the sharp-eyed Sakiya has already discovered that the calluses on his hands are different from those of the inhabitants of the human world, not the kind made with farm tools, but the kind used with a carving knife.

"Well——, if it's wood carving, I'm probably good at it."

Suddenly, he was accosted by a beautiful girl like Sakuya, and the middle-aged man was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and nodded in admition.

"Then it's you, are you interested in carving a statue in the Red Devil Pavilion? We cover room and board, and we can pay you a very good salary. ”

She smiled and invited in a very sincere tone.

"You should have just come from the outside world, in this unfamiliar place, it is very troublesome to have no house, clothes and money. The Red Devil Pavilion is in great need of people like you right now, and you must know our room, but Gensokyo's rare Western-style bungalow, will definitely satisfy you. ”

Sakiya doesn't ostracize outsiders, on the contrary, it's outsiders that she likes to hire the most. The Red Devil Pavilion has always been a vampire's residence, and it has long been demonized into a very terrifying fortress by various stories in the human world.

If you want to persuade a resident of the human world to work in the Red Devil Pavilion, it is no less difficult than teaching Qiluno five plus five is not equal to (9).

And outsiders are different, they live in a material level far better than the outside world in the world, they are used to sleeping on soft beds, but they are not used to sleeping in the hard and cold beds in the world.

So Sakuya is very confident that she can use this condition to invite this carpenter in front of her.

"Actually, I used to live in a similar place to this place...... Forget it, it's better to have a job than to work hard, and I agree with you, but I have a question. ”

Sure enough, the middle-aged carpenter nodded and agreed to Sakiya's request.

"Please." Sakiya also probably guessed the question he was going to ask, which was nothing more than the question of how he came to this place and why he appeared in this place.

"Excuse me, what does Western-style mean?" He thought about it for a moment and asked a very strange question.

Sakuya was stunned, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer this question. Fortunately, she is the perfect and chic head maid, and she has adjusted her mood in just a few breaths, patiently explaining and explaining.

"The so-called Western style is the style that those countries in the west like to use, and this is divided according to the region."

She still maintained a standard smile, but in her heart she was a little suspicious of the identity of the carpenter's outsiders, where has he ever heard the word Western, he should not be a monster disguised as an outsider, wanting to enter the Red Devil Pavilion to make trouble.

Sakiya narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the carpenter again.

After a while, she shook her head and denied her idea. The carpenter is so ordinary, so ordinary that she will ignore him how many times she has come to the world, and if it weren't for the fact that the eldest lady happened to want a statue of herself in equal proportions this time, she wouldn't have noticed the carpenter at all.

This kind of almost abnormal ordinariness can't be done by ordinary youkai, and the Gensokyo youkai who can do this, one or two are beautiful girls, and they will never be willing to dress themselves up as middle-aged people.

So Sakuya guessed that the person in front of her was not a guy who had lived in a closed place for too long, and the latter's next answer confirmed her idea.

"I see, sure enough, the world under the mountain is as wonderful as the master said."