On the night of August 18, 1379.

St. Hilde's Hill, Mid-Levels, Witto's House.

In the main building of the house, in the leisure room on the second floor, a white home dress was put on, and Tifa, who was strained as always, and was in a worse mood than usual, sat on the sofa, playing with his small mallet with both hands.

After the daytime attack, she was escorted home by Hesse himself.

Earlier than her, Weima, who originally stayed at the Yingui Church Women's College, was also picked up by the Weitu family.

Then, from noon until now, Tifa didn't know exactly what was going on. It's just that she can sense the tense atmosphere within the Ritu family, and since she was a child, she has experienced several times with the smell of blood.

The sound of beautiful music reverberates in the lounge.

In the middle of the lounge, under the large crystal chandelier, there is a grand piano that shines all over, is extremely beautifully made, and the panel is polished like a mirror.

Compared with her peers, Weima, who is slightly shorter, thin, and shriveled like a bean sprout, is also wearing a long home dress, sitting in front of this grand piano very ladylike, with slender white fingers, deftly tapping the keys.

A maid in a long white dress with a delicate face stood by the piano, her eyes slightly closed, smiling, and playing the violin intoxicated, to match Weima's playing.

Weima has extremely thick, waterfall-like long hair, which is extremely shiny and shiny, which makes Tifa extremely envious and jealous.

The long hair that had just been washed and fluffy with a big towel was scattered behind her, and the tips of the hair almost touched the ground, like a cloak, wrapping Weima whole, and setting off Weima's petite and delicate hair more and more, like a big doll.

"A bean sprout that is about to dry in the sun." Tifa, who was in a very bad mood, took a deep look at Weima's long hair, touched her loose hair with her backhand, and gently twitched her beautiful nose.

She looked at the grand piano in front of Weima again, and her mood became even worse.

Music, this is the eternal pain in Tifa's heart, so she decides that something must be done.

"Mom, will something happen to Joe?" Tifa gently placed the small mallet in his hand on the floor, making a muffled 'thud' sound.

Weima only paid a small part of her attention to playing, because she was so thin, her eyes that were unusually large on her small face were 'purring', and she was like a sneaky little hamster, constantly watching the movement in the lounge out of the corner of her eye.

In the quiet night, you can go to archery, you can go to gun, you can take the mastiff dog in the home yard to chase rabbits in the mountains, and you can find the night guard to play cards......

Play the piano here like a hypocritical fool lady?

The terrible and boring aristocratic life is really boring.

Hearing Tifa's words, Weima, who was already absent-minded, glanced back at Tifa, and her fingers immediately messed up, and a small string of messy and harsh noises popped up.

Weima's piano sound was chaotic, and the girl's right hand trembled and 'creaked', pulling out a long broken note.

Lia, too, with her hair loose and a black dress, lay motionless on a chair in the corner of the lounge. She wore a handkerchief sprinkled with rose oil over her face, and behind her stood a little maid, gently massaging her temples.

Hearing Tifa's question, Leah raised her right hand weakly: "Don't worry, Tooth and Stans ......"

Then, the murmur of Weima and the girl's breaking sound came at the same time, and Liya's body suddenly twitched, and she almost didn't jump up from the chair.

His right hand slammed into the chair like a bird with folded wings, and Leah reprimanded in a low voice: "Weima, Weima, I told you, as a lady, no matter what, sitting in front of the piano, you have to devote yourself to it. ”

"Your sister, dear Judge Trainee Tifa, I have little hope."

"From the first time she attended the Ladies Ball in Port Tulun, when she picked up a noble viscount and threw it into the fountain...... I don't have any hope for her anymore, let her be, let her be, anyway, the daughter of the Weitu family, don't worry about getting married. ”

"But you, Weima, are your mother's only hope now."

"Mom wants to cultivate a real lady, a famous lady who can let her mother show off in front of her girlfriends, and a real celebrity who can be used to make those young aristocrats of wealthy families crazy to pursue!"

Weima stopped playing and quickly interrupted Liya's words, "So, Mom, why don't you have another sister?" ”

'Ho ho ho'!

Tifa covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her mood suddenly becoming superb.

Liya's body twitched slightly, she grabbed the handkerchief covering her hand, gritted her teeth and pointed fiercely at Weima: "Now, immediately, immediately, start practicing the third chapter of the Concerto of Destiny, twenty times, before going to bed today, no, forty times!" ”

Leah stood up, her hands on her hips, and glared fiercely at Weima, whose face was stiff and tears were faintly spinning in her eyes.

"Vima, dear Vima, Mommy's favorite little daughter, Vima...... You are not allowed to leave your house until you have confirmed that the port of Tulum is at peace, and until you are sure that all the mess has settled down! ”

"Don't toss those poor fighting cocks, don't toss those poor mastiffs, three meals a day, someone will send them to your room, these days, your range of activities is your living room and lounge!"

Tifa laughed silently on the side, looking at Weima's little face that quickly crumpled, her mood became better and better, she patted her belly lightly, and decided to let the chef cook a steak later.

Seeing Weima being trained, I really had an appetite!

Then, Lia saw Tifa with a smile on her face, and she immediately turned her fire on her eldest daughter.

"Tifa, you, like Vima, are not allowed to leave your house until things have settled down and peace has returned to the port of Tulum."

Tifa's face darkened, she pointed to her nose and said dryly, "Me? Grounded? ”

"No, it's your protection!"

Liya took a deep breath, looked at Tifa with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice, "The attack against you during the day was highly poisonous. Dear Tifa, they are hell-bent on killing you. ”

"Unlike previous years, this time it's not intimidation, it's not a threat, it's not a pretentious negotiation condition, it's a real desire to kill you!"

"So, dear Tifa, just like dear little Vima...... You are obediently squatting at home, and you are not allowed to go anywhere. ”

Tifa looked at Leah dumbfounded, and after a while, the aura on her body became like an iceberg: "So, Joe? ”

Leah's body shook.

She turned around and left the lounge, and said without looking back, "Joe, like Gorkin, is a boy, and no matter how dangerous it is, he has to do what he has to do." ”

"But don't worry, Tooth and Sterns, as well as several family elders, are following him. At most, it's just a little hard. If this would have caused an accident to Joe, then the Vetu family would have been swallowed by the fish of Tulun Harbor a long time ago. ”

Walk out of the lounge and walk down a long hallway, at the end of which is a library with bookshelves on all four walls. Turning the wheel, he opened a movable bookshelf and descended the steep staircase, a wide, straight dark passage was brightly lit, and a bench against the wall was filled with well-armed men.

Leah strode down the dark passage, and when these sturdy men saw Leah, they all stood up and bowed to her silently.

Walking through the nearly 1,000-foot secret passageway, up the steep staircase, opening the secret door, a large study is brightly lit, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows are covered by thick velvet curtains, and the room is filled with smoke and the smell of tobacco and coffee.

Behind a large teak desk, Hesse held a huge saber in his left hand, like an old pirate leader, and sat in a high-backed chair with a gloomy face.

On the long row of sofas in the four corners of the study, more than two dozen restrained men sat there quietly. They were holding long cigars, with huge coffee pots and cups in front of them, and all of them didn't say a word, and there was no forceful momentum on their bodies, just inexplicably making people feel dangerous.

"What about Tifa and Vima?" Seeing Leah walk in, Hesse asked in a low voice.

"Let's keep it shut up for now." Leah smiled slightly: "Is there a result?" ”

"There were a total of eight live mouths at noon, and the news just delivered that five of them had died." Hesse grinned, "My mouth is tight, but I believe in my brother's craft." ”

Leah smiled as she walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled back the thick curtains, and opened the floor-to-ceiling window. The sultry sea breeze of the mid-autumn night blew in with the smell of the sea, quickly dispelling the smoke and pungent smell of the house.

Leah turned around, smiled and clapped her hands, "All right, gentlemen, including Hesse, calm down, calm down. I don't think it's such a big crisis, it's just that someone is trying to take advantage of the chaos and cause some minor trouble for our Vetols. ”

"The port of Tulum is in chaos now, and it is precisely because the whole port of Tulun is in chaos that the Vetol's house is safe."

"Whether it's the Wells family, or the Turing family, or any other family, no one is going to go to war in this kind of chaos."

"So, relax and calm down."

"The current Weitu family is strong and strong, we are no longer weak, and we no longer need to be afraid of the strong enemy who once posed a mortal threat to us."

This is an annex building of the Rittal family, surrounded by giant trees, and through the gaps in the branches, you can see the brightly lit main building. Leah stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, and the light emitted from the main building happened to gild her upper body with a circle of soft light and shadow.

The atmosphere in the study room suddenly became a lot more relaxed. More than two dozen men laughed and nodded to Liya.

'Knock knock', the door to the study was slammed.

Hesse replied in a low and powerful voice: "Come in!" ”

A middle-aged man who was as tall and fat as Joe, but even more bloated than Joe, with slightly darkened skin, walked into the study step by step, and said loudly in an extremely loud voice: "Boss, ask out...... The bastards who wanted to attack Ria were to take the patrol ship of the Customs Anti-Smuggling Team patrolling the waters of the back beach and land directly in the back beach area. ”

"Sinbad Yung Wells!" Hesse laughed: "Customs anti-smuggling team? Well, it can only be Sinbad! ”