Anselm explained: "I have heard that Mr. Lancelot has returned, we have not seen each other for a long time, and I would like to come and meet him. I called in advance, so Mr. Lancelot must be at home now, right? ”

"Yes, my husband is resting upstairs," Mrs. Holly paused, looking worried, "in fact, my husband is sick. ”

"Oh? How could it be sick? I know a little bit about medicine, maybe I can help. ”

Mrs. Holly was waiting for the other party to ask, and when she saw that the other party really asked, she was overjoyed, and looked left and right, and there was no one else around, so she dared to pluck up the courage to answer.

"My husband has angina pectoris, but he has always taken his medication on time, and with careful care, he has rarely had the disease. The reason why I suddenly became ill today was because a witch came to our house, and my husband was frightened by the witch, so he suddenly fell ill. ”

Anselm frowned, his expression became solemn: "Under the light of God, there are still evil witches, this is really bad news, please tell me in detail about the appearance of witches, I need to understand the whole story of the matter, so that I can make the right decision." ”

"Of course, this matter has been bothering me for a long time, and it is a great honor for me and my family to have the help of His Excellency Bishop."

Then Mrs. Holly began to tell the whole story of the witch's appearance, and there was no mistake in the details.

The more Anselm listened, the more serious he became: "Judging from your narrative, this witch should have a lot of strength and should not be taken lightly. ”

Mrs. Holly tensed, "Can you deal with her?" My family and I are scared day and night because of her, and my husband is even scared to the point of relapse of his old illness, and we urgently need your help, please get rid of that witch as soon as possible! ”

"Madam, don't get excited, as the bishop who manages this area, since I know about this matter, I will not sit idly by."

Receiving the exact answer, Mrs. Holly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then please!" ”

She gathered her emotions, led Anselm upstairs, knocked on the door of the master bedroom, and only after getting permission did she push open the door and enter.

Mr. Lancelot was lying on the bed, his face pale and in a bad spirit.

When he saw his old friend coming, a smile appeared on his face: "Anselm, long time no see!" ”

Anselm bent down and gave him a gentle hug.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, and you still look the same, the same as before."

"The same goes for you."

Mr. Lancelot took the moment to say to Cinderella, who was standing nearby, "You go out first, there's nothing to do with you here." ”

Anselm's gaze fell on Cinderella's body, his gray-blue eyes lit up slightly, and he said in surprise: "This is Sister Cinderella?" I haven't seen it for a few years, but I have grown up, and I am so beautiful, like a shining sapphire, dazzling. ”

Cinderella lifted the hem of her skirt and saluted, "Thank you, Lord Bishop, for the compliment. ”

Then he silently walked out of the bedroom.

Anselm's gaze followed Cinderella until his back disappeared behind the door, and Anselm withdrew his gaze and looked at his old friend again.

"This daughter of yours is really beautiful, more beautiful than many aristocratic sisters I have ever seen."

Mr. Lancelot knew his old friend well, and Anselm, though he seemed to be a sanctimonious bishop, had in fact had sex with many noble ladies, and he was good at everything but the matter of women, and he was a little indulgent.

In Anselm's gaze at Cinderella just now, in addition to admiration and amazement, there was also a hidden greed and.

This made Mr. Lancelot angry and worried at the same time.

He was afraid that his old friend would do something to Cinderella.

Mr. Lancelot smiled reluctantly, "Cinderella is just a child, you're too much of a child." ”

"No, no, a girl of her age is the most beautiful and moving, like an unripe apple, although a little green, but there is an unusual sweetness and deliciousness, very tempting."

The more Anselm spoke, the more ugly Mr. Lancelot's face became.

Soon Anselm noticed the strangeness of his old friend, and immediately laughed, and his tone was relaxed: "Sorry, I said a little too much, no way, your daughter is so beautiful, I can't restrain my appreciation for a while." ”

If only it were just appreciation...... Mr. Lancelot thought so in his heart, but could not say anything more on his face.

After all, the other party hasn't made it clear what he meant, and he can't be stupid enough to send it to the door himself.

The other party is a bishop anyway, and he has unusual power.

If you were to be serious, Mr. Lancelot's money would not be a match for the Bishop at all.

For the time being, I can only pretend that I don't know anything......

Mr. Lancelot thought a lot in his heart, but his face had returned to normal: "Don't talk about Cinderella, tell me how you are doing?" ”

Anselm casually said something new about what had been happening within the church recently.

At last, he suddenly asked, "I heard that there was a witch in your house?" ”

Mr. Lancelot was surprised: "Who did you listen to?" ”

"You don't have to worry about this, you just need to tell me, have you really seen a witch?"

Mr. Lancelot shook his head without hesitation: "No, I haven't seen any witches. ”

Anselm looked at him steadily, and seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, he had to give up: "Well, since you don't want to say it, if I haven't asked, I'll send someone else to investigate the witch's matter." ”

He pulled out his pocket watch and looked at the time.

"It's not too early, I should go back, I'll come to see you another day."

Mr. Lancelot sat up with difficulty: "I'll send you." ”

"No, you can rest well, goodbye."

Anselm left the bedroom, his steps were deliberately slow, and as he passed the guest bedroom, he glanced around the room, and saw only Dorothy lying on the bed, but not Cinderella.

Not being able to see the beauty disappointed Anselm.

He walked down the stairs, and as he passed the drawing-room, he saw Lady Holly again.

Mrs. Holly took the initiative to greet her: "Lord Bishop, are you leaving now?" ”

Truth be told, Lady Holly is also a big beauty, but Anselm is used to seeing mature women like her, and now that he is older, he prefers young girls like Cinderella who are young and innocent with the fragrance of a girl.

Anselm bowed slightly: "Well, I should go back, and I'll have someone investigate the witch you mentioned earlier." ”

Mrs. Holly smiled, "That's good, I'll send you out." ”！