As Elena pouted, the first dance of the opening scene was performed by Miss Fremea and Mr. Murray, who had chosen the number on Mr. Murray's handkerchief.

Elena and Margaret were then invited by other gentlemen.

As for Bella, she was not in the mood to dance at this time.

She declined several invitations in quick succession, and then left the hall alone and came outside the villa.

The evening light is a little dim, but it does not prevent the vision from distinguishing the outline of things.

Bella stood in the doorway, searched around, and soon found her sister under a large tree.

At this time, Anna was sitting alone near the root of the tree, as if resting, as if waiting for Bella.

"Isn't the cake delicious?" Bella stepped forward and asked.

"It's not." Anna replied, "Grandpa Tree asked me to come here."

"Oh? Did he say anything?" Bella asked curiously.

"Hmm...... He just told me to come over and stay here." Anna replied, "Seems safer here. Will my sister sit down too?"

"But......" Bella looked up at the towering tree in front of her.

Judging by the age of the tree, it should be at least a few hundred years old, much earlier than the construction of the villa.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of the blessing of this ancient tree that they chose to build a house here, right?

Even though autumn is already in, the leaves show no signs of falling off.

At this time an evergreen tree.

Bei stretched out her right hand, pressed her palm against the trunk, and closed her eyes.

She felt a thick, pure magic flowing slowly.

It is probably the aura that has been gathered for hundreds of years to be able to possess such powerful magical power.

"We can't leave Elena alone, can we?" Bella said.

"It looks like there's danger over there." Anna replied.

"Dangerous?" This didn't happen to Bella.

Today, Mr. Price is celebrating Miss Fremea's birthday, so there is no danger in it, right?

However, since Anna has received the revelation of the dryad, it is better to pay attention to it.

Just then, Mr. Pasteur came outside.

"Yo roar, such a coincidence?" Pasteur stood in the doorway and waved at them.

"Mr. Pasteur, why did you come out too?" Bella asked, confused.

"Ah, this one...... The teacher had to introduce Monsieur Robespierre's daughter to me." Mr. Pasteur scratched his head, "I'm really not good at dealing with such situations."

"So, you escaped?"

"Well, sort of, hahaha-" Mr. Pasteur smiled awkwardly, "why aren't you two in the ball hall?"

"Uh......" Bella thought about it, but decided to tell Monsieur Pasteur, "there seems to be something around here."

"Huh?" Mr. Pasteur was stunned.

"Hmm...... I don't know either...... It seems like there's some danger to it."

Bella didn't know how to explain it. If you explain Anna's situation, I'm afraid you won't be able to explain it clearly for a while.

"Well......" said Mr. Pasteur after a moment's hesitation, "then let me see."

As he spoke, he pulled out something that looked like a compass from his bosom.

But it looks like it's obviously much more advanced than a normal compass.

"...... this?" Bella asked curiously.

"Well, it's Pierre's invention!" "Supposedly, something special can be detected," said Mr. Pasteur, rather mysteriously.

"Something special? - Detectors?"

"Think so." "Because it was Pierre's invention, let's call it the Laplace Detector."

"What are you looking for with it?" Bella asked.

"Of course, it's for the sake of finding out the situation." Mr. Pasteur replied, "Some high-purity things, like diamonds, gold...... and so on, when you get close to it, it will cause a reaction from the detector."

"In other words, is it used for treasure hunting?"

"Well, that's exactly how it was originally designed." Pasteur explained, "When Mr. Pascal's watch was lost, it was only by it that he got it back!"

"Really...... Why in the first place?"

"Because, yes, I've found other uses."

Mr. Pasteur said, opening the lid of the detector and turning the knob to increase the range of sensing and increase the sensitivity.

"Because many artificially forged artifacts are made of extracted materials, the purity of the substances is high." Mr. Pasteur explained that he searched the neighborhood again and again, "as long as he came across ......"

At that moment, the probe emitted a "tick-tick-tick" sound.

Mr. Pasteur leaned down and picked up a platinum ring from the ground.

"I don't know who dropped it."

He shook his head helplessly, then set the ring aside to prevent it from further interfering with the detector.

After a while, there was another sound of "tick-tick-tick".

This time it's a pearl.

"Something very textured can also be found." Mr. Pasteur explained.

In this way, he found three diamond earrings, two silver brooches and a gold tooth in the courtyard one after another.

It's really a treasure hunt!

"Well, I say......" Bella tried to stop him, "it seems to be near the villa."

"Huh? Really." Mr. Pasteur got up from the ground, walked to the door of the hall of the hall, and then leaned down and searched carefully on both sides.

Suddenly, the detector emitted a series of rapid alarm sounds.

This is a red flag.

Mr. Pasteur frowned, and he instinctively felt an ominous aura coming from the ground.

Then, he cautiously brought the probe closer to the corner, and the detector's sirens became more urgent.

"Did you find anything?" Bella walked over and asked.

"Don't come closer!" Mr. Pasteur snapped, "Stay away from me."

Bella had never seen him speak in such a serious tone.

It seems that something dangerous must have been discovered.

Mr. Pasteur put the detector at his feet, and then dug up the soil in the corner of the wall with his bare hands.

The soil is loose and looks like it has just been turned over today.

"It's ......," Mr. Pasteur gently pulled a tubular artifact out of the soil, "Detonator!"

An initiator is a device used to induce an electric current or initiate an explosion.

"Sure enough, it's mercury thunderate." Mr. Pasteur put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, "It is precisely when the detector detects this high concentration of the substance that it will sound such an urgent alarm."

"Could it be ......," Bella was also a little surprised.

"Somebody wants to blow it up." Pasteur said earnestly.

"Who would do that?"

"I don't know. But one thing is certain, the person who set up the explosives must be in the venue. Because of this initiating device, it must be activated at close range. In other words, the other party can't be too far away."

"Do you want to inform Mr. Price?"

"Hmm...... Supposedly," Pasteur's expression looked hesitant.

"Are you afraid that the other party will notice?" Bella asked.

Mr. Pasteur nodded.

"I try not to let anyone else find out." Bella said.

"Alright, I'll continue to probe here to see how many explosive devices there are nearby." Mr. Pasteur said, removing the lead of the detonator and putting it back in.

Bella returned to the banquet hall alone.

Elena had just finished a dance and was resting in her chair when she saw Bella coming over, and she waved warmly.

"Where have you been?" Elena asked.

"Get out there and get some air." Bella replied, "What about Mr. Price?"

"Talking to Mr. Salmond from the club."

Following Elena's direction, Bella saw Mr. Price not far away, chatting and laughing with a man in his thirties.

Bella wanted to step forward, but was a little hesitant.

It is not yet known who planted the explosives, but if you accidentally startle the snake, the other party may do it in advance.

Mr. Pasteur needs to be given time for now.

"Bella, where have you been?" At this moment, Margaret also walked over, "There were several handsome little guys who came to ask about you just now!"

"Margaret, you go out with Elena first." Bella said, "Go to the door and find Monsieur Pasteur."

"Huh? Why?" Margaret asked, confused.

"yes, the prom is on the way!" Elena also expressed her incomprehension.

Bella leaned close to Elena and whispered.

Elena's eyes widened in surprise, and then nodded solemnly.

"I see."

With that, she took Margaret's hand and walked outside.

"Oooooooooo What's wrong?" Margaret asked in a panic.

Elena didn't listen to her verbosity and dragged her all the way to the door.

After the two left, Bella came up to Mr. Price.

"Excuse me, Mr. Price," Bella saluted politely, "I heard that Miss Margaret's grandfather once went to sea in search of treasure, is it true?"

Mr. Price also bowed slightly.

"Miss Carlos is too polite, my father did sail when he was alive, but he didn't find anything of value." Mr. Price said.

"I heard he likes to collect some interesting things, can you let me take a tour?" Bella asked.

"This ......"

"Then I'll go first." Mr. Salemon said.

"Okay, we'll talk another day." Mr. Price raised his glass and greeted him.

Mr. Salemon raised his glass in return, then turned to leave.

"...... that?" Bella asked.

"Mr. Salemon of the Jacobin Club." Price replied, "Monsieur Robespierre has been busy with his business lately, but his daughter is eager to come, so he has sent Monsieur Salemon as a messenger of flowers."

"That's right......" Bella thought.

"Oh, by the way, do you want to see your father's collection?" "It's not valuable, but it's interesting."

"Ah, we'll see." Bella said, "There's something I want to tell you first."