It's a society that's funny sometimes, some people are born with the whole world, but they keep a low profile all the time. There are also some people who still need to work the road to success, but they always want to be as high-profile as they are.

It's funny, but it's not just this one, it's a lot more.

The young man next to Felica is called Vitol, and he is not from the Fatimid family, but he has a very close relationship with the Fatimid family. His family, let's call it a family, has been serving the Fatimid family since four hundred years ago, and there are three great stewards among them, so to speak, half of the Fatimid family. In his generation, two of the best young men in the family were taken out, one was assigned to Felica, and the other was given to Felica's brother as a servant, hoping that one of the two would compete for the throne and become the next head of the family.

Vitor had been by Felica's side since she was seven years old, when she was only three years old, and until now, she has barely been apart. Cultivating a tacit understanding between master and servant from an early age is one of the compulsory courses for all major members of the extended family, and it is also the basis for complete trust in each other. Whether it's Mags's butler or Solo's side Erness, they've always played such a role.

One is prosperous, the other is lost, they are completely at the service of the master, and they are also born for the master.

It's just that sometimes some people have some mental dynamics that are not so easy to grasp.

There is no doubt that Feliga is a perfect girl, with a noble unimaginable birth and her appearance, temperament, upbringing, including everything, which can be regarded as the best choice. There are actually three girls like her in the Fatimid family, and there are always almost perfect women to be found in the big family. However, in Vitor's eyes, Felica is the best, since the age of seven to watch Felica grow up little by little, in Vitor's heart, Felica is not only the master, but also the whole of his life.

He was fanatically attached to his master, and would not allow anyone or anything to defile Felica.

In the face of Felica's questioning doubts, Vitol bent down like a gentleman, "I'm very sorry, Mademoiselle, I'll take care of these things in a moment!", and just as he was about to inform the New Party leaders via telegram on the steam locomotive that Miss Felica's report should disappear immediately, Felica raised her wrist and held out a finger.

"Send a lawyer's letter to these scribbling newspapers and tell them that if they don't want to go to court, it's better to formally apologize to me in their newspaper!"

Vitor praised Miss Felica for her kindness and love, and did so.

Feliga looked at the newspaper on the table, lightly touched her forehead and smiled, there was no doubt that Vitol, including anyone in the family, would not reveal her schedule and whereabouts in private, which was absolutely not allowed among the nobility, and could even rise to the level of "betrayal". So the person who revealed the news must not be someone from the family, so there are only two objects that can make her suspicious, one is Solo, and the other is Durin, the mayor of Otis City.

Solo now has a request for the Fatimid family, hoping to use the family's status and power to win the right to run a special region, and it is impossible to be confused in such a meaningless but image-damaging matter, so there is only one answer - Dorin.

She could understand Durin's thoughts, this trick was often used in the past, some merchants would contribute some goods to the royal family, and then label their goods as "royal purchases", on the one hand, to increase the added value of the goods, and on the other hand, to discourage their peers. After all, what the royal family buys is definitely much better than what other families buy exactly the same but the royal family doesn't buy, and that's what they're for.

In the same way, Durin is like a businessman, and the city of Otis is his commodity, and now he has taken the initiative to expose his own itinerary to the newspaper in order to promote his goods, which is also a very reasonable explanation.

She could imagine that what was supposed to be a low-key journey became lively in an instant.

Indeed, as Feliga had imagined, when the extravagant steam train stopped outside the newly renovated exchange station in Otis two days later, the hall was already packed. Many people were strolling their feet toward the train, and some reporters even held up their cameras, eagerly waiting for her to get off the train.

"Do you need to disperse them?", Vitor asked, pouting through the glass of the locomotive's window as he looked at the crowd outside. With so many people, not only does the air smell bad, but there are also many unsafe hidden dangers, "Mayor Doolin is very derelict in his duties, and even the most basic reception work is so poor, I really don't know how he became the mayor!"

The environment in which he grew up and what he usually saw made it not surprising for him to say such a thing, and there is a sentence that is actually very true - "The butler of the nobility is half a nobleman, what title is the lord, what title is the housekeeper". It's not clear exactly where this phrase came from, but it makes a lot of sense. Once a master and servant like Felica and Vitor have been together for decades, Vitor himself will be able to make some unimportant decisions on behalf of his master on the premise of knowing Felica's position.

Feliga shook her head, since she couldn't hide her itinerary, she would go out generously. She hadn't done anything bad, she didn't look like a mythical lava beast, and there was no reason to be afraid to meet these ordinary people. With the help of the maid, she packed up her outfit and walked out of the train door with the help of Vitol.

In an instant, the crowd boiled, countless magnesium lights flickered wildly, and people subconsciously cheered as if they had seen some big star.

The group parted the crowd and was greeted by Doolin and Harry, Harry in front and Doolin behind.

Originally, Durin didn't plan to invite Harry, but Harry turned off his job and ran over, and he couldn't drive Harry back. The more time I spent with Harry, the more I realized that Harry and Maggs were completely different people.

Mags kept a low profile, was very resolute in his attitude towards the capitalists, and never wavered. His desire for power is also not strong, and several times he meets Mags, Dulin does not feel that the other party is using power to force him to promise or promise anything, on the contrary, if he ignores Mags's identity, he may be an ordinary old man. Perhaps this has something to do with the fact that he has reached the pinnacle of politics, and for him there is no need to prove himself by showing his power.

Harry is different, this guy is keen on power and chasing the power of capital, his pattern seems to be very large, but in fact, it is just like that, an ordinary politician, not as dazzling as Maggs. Saying this doesn't mean that he failed, he passed, just passed, not even ninety.

Harry strode towards Felica, his face full of joy, "Honorable Miss Felica, on behalf of the state government and all citizens, I welcome you!", he said, he also owed slightly.

He didn't use the wrong word, only the princess of the royal family can use His Royal Highness, and the princess of the duke can only use Miss.

Vitor stood half a step behind Felica, and after Felica returned the salute, he said expressionlessly: "Governor Harry, Miss is tired, we need a place to rest, I wonder if you are ready?"

It stands to reason that Vitor should not have said this until after Doolin greeted him, but I don't know if it was because Dülin "leaked" the news or because the newspaper said that he had a leg with Miss Felica, which made him a little unhappy. Coupled with the fact that Du Lin didn't seem to mean to say hello, he said this sentence in advance.

He can become the servant of the heir of the Fatimid family, and the most important servant, he can't be a fool who can't even distinguish such a simple thing, as long as he uses his brain, he knows that everything is Doolin's ghost, which makes him feel very bad about Doolin.

Feliga didn't speak, but looked at Durin, who walked over with a smile and held his head high, and stretched out his hand, "Welcome to Otis City!"

Harry looked at him, Vitor looked at him, and Felica looked at him.

Not only did he not use honorifics, but he even stretched out his hand to an unmarried, noble woman who could be called a girl in such a public place?

Harry smiled a little embarrassedly, in fact, he didn't blame Durin, because Doolin was just a farmer's child, and he couldn't have understood how elaborate and complicated the social etiquette of nobles was. But Vitor didn't think so, he felt that Durin was asserting his authority here and looking down on the Fatimid family.

Just as Vitor was about to reprimand Durin for his rudeness, Felica smiled and didn't speak, she carried the hem of her skirt and saluted slightly, the range of movements was very small, so small that many people only touched her skirt.

"Miss......", Wittol was a little puzzled to say something, "he ......"

Felica glanced at him, he immediately closed his mouth, after more than ten years of getting along, he could already understand the meaning in Felica's eyes, that was to shut him up.

"I'm a little tired, can I go and rest first?", she said with a smile, her smile shining brightly like the moment the dawn descended on the earth, and the whole world came alive.

"Of course, I've got the best hotel and the best room for you!", Harry stopped Doolin from continuing his rude behavior, and extended his hand to guide Felica towards the outside of the station.

Keina stood on the high platform next to the station with the box on his back and picked at the boogers, and asked the security guards to open a passage through sign language, he glanced at the girl, snorted indifferently, and then shook the box on his back.