Just when the situation was stiff, a meticulous middle-aged man in a black tuxedo, with gold eyes and hair back walked out quickly.

"Here's what's going on." A deep, steady bass voice sounded neither aggressive nor flattering.

When the guard saw the visitor, he immediately trotted over and handed the letter to the other party, and then whispered, "Steward West, this is the case......

When the butler named Vest heard the introduction of the guards, he didn't look at the letter in his hand, and hurriedly walked to the door. After standing down under Eugen's car, he bowed respectfully, and then said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Lord Eugen, it was my dereliction of duty not to greet you in time. ”

With that, Vest handed the letter back to Eugen with both hands, and then reached out to help Eugen and take him out of the car.

The two guards were dumbfounded when they saw the butler's performance. In the entire Habsburg family, the status of this steward was not low, and ordinary viscounts never saw him so respectful when they came.

Who is this Eugen who came out of nowhere, and is his status even higher than that of the Viscount of the Empire?

In fact, just a few days ago, the steward of West, like them, did not recognize this Eugen who suddenly appeared. However, on that day, Prince Eugen, who lived in a secluded family, suddenly called him over and asked him to prepare for a person.

This man's name is Eugen. Vest recalled the smiling face of Prince Eugen at that time, and he even wondered if this man named Eugen could be the illegitimate son of the Prince, and his arrival made the Prince so happy.

With this premise, of course, the steward of West did not dare to snub Eugen. It's just that he thought that Eugen would arrive later, but Eugen arrived in advance all the way, which made such a joke.

Eugen saw that he had finally been given the treatment he deserved, so he got out of the car and walked inside with his toes high. When the coachman saw that he was about to go in, he whispered in a hurry, "Lord Eugen, you haven't paid for the car yet." ”

As soon as these words came out, Eugen's footsteps suddenly froze there, and the whole person suddenly fell into the embarrassment of having no money. He just had the feeling of a big man, and he was instantly beaten back to his original form.

No money, a big man with a fart.

Fortunately, the steward of West was very discerning, and before Eugen could speak, he turned around and took out a gold coin from his bosom and handed it to the coachman, and said, "Here you go, you don't need to look for it, the rest is considered a tip." ”

Vester sent the coachman away, and also relieved Eugen of his predicament, and Eugen immediately became fond of him, and praised this man for his ability to do things.

Compared to the two, the two guards were much worse. However, Eugen didn't bother with them, but only reminded them not to judge people by their appearance in the future, and walked directly into Schönbrunn Palace.

"Lord Eugen, I have already arranged a place for you to live in accordance with my orders, please come with me." As soon as he entered, West said politely.

Oggen wanted to take a good look inside, but suddenly realized that he was also a person with status, and he couldn't look like he didn't know anything, so he nodded and followed West.

Vest led him left and right in the labyrinthine palace, and passed a dozen small corridors back and forth in the large cloister and small corridor before he came to a room on the third floor.

Along the way, Eugen was almost dazzled. Everywhere there are decorations with divine touches, revealing the ultimate in luxury. The aisles are lined with paintings of various styles, and overhead are colourful enamelled domes dotted with gold and precious stones.

The smooth and bright floor is made of marble, and the layout of the building is also very peculiar, with light shining in from different angles, reflecting on the columns to reveal a certain illusory beauty.

Before this, Eugen could not have imagined that there was such a luxurious place in the world and such a different life. That is, the living environment of the orthodox imperial royals is really poverty that limits the imagination.

But for Eugen at the moment, there is only one problem, and that is that he is lost. Here, if there is no one to lead him, he may not even be able to go out.

The butler didn't realize this at all, led Eugen to the door, and after respectfully saying "Please have a good rest", he turned and left.

Eugen thought to himself, you at least tell me where the toilet is, Eugen complained in his heart, and pushed the door open and walked into the room.

As soon as he entered the living room, he was dazzled by the jewels that filled the room. On the walls are beautiful handmade wallpapers, telling the story of the Founding Emperor of the Empire, Otto I, who defeated the Marza people. The floor is covered with a special Persian carpet with lace woven in the center around the Habsburg emblem.

Fine silk curtains from the East hang down naturally, like the skirts of a goddess. On either side of the window are a man-high porcelain vase, on which are the blue and white marks that Eugen was familiar with.

A few dozen steps further into the bedroom, the large white velvet quilt-topped bed, like a large flat mass of marshmallows, hung with light gauze curtains on both sides.

Seeing this big bed, Eugen, who was in good spirits, suddenly felt a trace of sleepiness. He lay down on the bed with a satisfied face, and suddenly felt that he was gently wrapped in the center, as if lying in the arms of his lover.

At this moment, Eugen faintly heard what seemed to be footsteps coming towards him, and he struggled to straighten up and look out.

"My lord, Steward West has assigned us to arrange your daily life."

Two tall blonde women in black and white dresses stood in the doorway, respectfully awaiting Eugen's orders.

"Maid, it's actually a maid, I'm not mistaken." Eugen had a happy smile on his face, and he lay down behind him contentedly, thinking to himself, "Heaven, I've come to heaven." ”

......

Venice, the pearl of the Adriatic Sea in the south, the main route of maritime communication, is now shrouded in a dark cloud. Bean-sized raindrops poured down from the sky, weaving a rain curtain connecting heaven and earth. The wind swirled above the earth, swaying the trees along the roadside. Thunder flickered, and a bird flew from the air to the canopy in a panic, hiding in its nest and shivering.

However, on the road under the tree at this moment, a four-wheeled carriage was moving slowly in the rain. The rain cloth cover above the carriage had been unfurled, but it was completely unable to stop the rain from wetting the clothes.

The rain lapped against the smooth backs of the horses and converged along the arc of their bodies towards their limbs. Two more thunderbolts flashed, causing a neighing of horses.