Mornings in Bakeland, like Victorian London, were a unique time of white fog, and the nobles of their status and wealth hated the pollution caused by industrialization, but also enjoyed the great benefits of industrialization, and the Earl of Hall was one of the biggest beneficiaries of this benefit. Unlike the Conservative landings, the Earl of Hall, one of the biggest supporters of the New Party, was both a landfall nobleman and a big banker, and his youngest daughter, Audrey Hall, who was not the heir to the title, had more than 300,000 pounds of land, estates, bank shares and jewels in her name.

It was a time of intermingling, where the new and the old merged, and the tide of the times hit the fertile ground of desire, wealth, disease, and hope, and Baekland was undoubtedly the most prosperous place in the kingdom of Rune, but also the darkest place, where the people at the bottom of society relied on begging, stealing, violence, pornography, and high-intensity endless factory labor to get a few sucks of black bread money, without which they would have to try their luck to get sporadic food from the garbage heaps and sewers, they were the cornerstone of the times, fuel, but also residue.

Hugh Dilcha, whose father was a court count, but was falsely accused of treason and sentenced to death by hanging for inexplicable or extraordinary reasons, was 1.52 meters tall, with some baby fat cheeks, delicate and soft facial features, and a messy, rough shoulder-length yellow hair. She was born to be a "half-arbiter", so she became a well-known underground "arbiter" in Beckland's East End, knowing many gangsters and homeless people, she should have been a nobleman with a privileged life, but now she is alone in Beckland all day long with gangsters, homeless, and drunkards, and her dedication to pursuing the truth of the year has always supported her to go on.

This imposing little man was the most impartial arbiter of the East Side underground, much more just than the justices of Beckland, she was imperfect, she was irascible and irritable, she was hidden in the night and underground, and she was the most worthy of praise from the wretched. The laws of the kingdom protect the great nobles and capitalists, but do not protect the lowest class, which is the most basic component of the country.

O Lord! Have mercy on the world! For the darkest, lowest and poorest places that the church cannot take care of, they are willing to sell their bodies, their faith, and even their divine yin for a full meal, which is the most perfect placenta for some beings. Elle rarely got rid of the followers of the minions, after becoming a "machine", her calculation power and body control have been greatly improved, with her lucky talent, she easily bypassed the servants at home, of course, it is not excluded that there are some middle-order powerhouses in the family who secretly follow her, but at least now it seems that she is alone.

The girl's delicate body was shrouded in a black robe, and her eyes in the hood were dark and cold, and she walked retrograde in the crowd, quietly observing the fate and future of these ordinary people who had nothing to do with her but were closely related.

She wore a convenient and well-fitting men's outfit today, with long silver hair scattered in disregard of her image, and her right hand in her pocket clutched a small silver revolver, which was filled with yellow brass bullets, after all, you can trust everything in the East End, but you can't trust the people who live here.

Knowing etiquette and knowing etiquette and knowing honor and disgrace when food and clothing are sufficient. The girl suddenly remembered this sentence, she indifferently examined the unfamiliar streets, the crowd, the pictures of the fate of the people who came and went, and when she was tired, she took a break, whether it was prosperous or depressed, she was just a passerby.

"The wave of industrialization is irreversible, but some people are destined to be outcasts of the times, the new era does not have their seats, and the old era does not have their tombs." Elle sighed slightly, for fate, you can observe it, witness it, but don't try to change it. It is true that she only needs the money of a dress to feed half the street here, but she is not obliged to do so, because there will be no result in doing so, and the charity will never be her own, and if she wants the future, she will make up her mind to do her best to fight for it.

She seemed to have figured out something, whether it was Ulorius or Will Ansette, they all wanted to control themselves, they were all trying to hide their existence, they were all pushing their own rapid progress, and it was easy to guess why they valued themselves so much.

On the orphan path of "fate", their only competitor is the other party, and there are no more than three that they can try to control and protect by them.

Uniqueness, essentia, or related rituals.

The short girl and the silver-haired girl passed by, the former looking back in a little surprise, the latter bowing his head, remembering the image that had just flashed in front of him.

Hugh Dilcha, Miss "Trial".

Elle was suddenly a little sad again, she looked back at each other's eyes with compassion, whether it was "justice" or "judgment", it seemed that they had all gotten rid of their former lives and embarked on a new path.

However, the ending in the book is not a kind of fateful arrangement. They are like this, and I, am I like this?

She pulled her black hood, obscuring most of her face and vision, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Queens, a luxury villa for the Earl of Hall's family.

Elle, dressed in casual clothes, was gently escorted out of the carriage by a maid, her boat-shaped soft hat hanging down from the black tartan tulle, which made her features hazy and more beautiful.

Audrey, who had been waiting for her for a long time, happily stepped forward to greet her new friend, and at the same time, she already had a channel, and maybe next week, she could get a safe, real and effective "audience" potion.

"Dear Elle, welcome." Audrey stepped forward and took the girl's little hand, and the two white palms wrapped in gloves were gently held together. Elle followed the countess in small steps, one after the other.

"Need me to kiss your hand? Beautiful Countess. Audrey mischievously made a joke to her female companion.

"Of course, Mr. Diamond, the hardest of Bakeland." Elle said the title in a wicked way, and sure enough, Audrey pretended to be angry and pursed her mouth.

"Elle!" Audrey pretended to be angry and stamped her delicate little feet, and Elle smiled and said, "If you become the princess of a certain prince in the future, I will be able to make fun of you for many years." ”

"Alright, let's go to my room." Audrey pretended to be subdued and gently led Elle to her room, knowing that Elle had not been very socially rich before, despite Countess Carrie's penchant for weekly balls. It would be embarrassing to let little Elle be with too many unfamiliar people. Audrey thought.

"What do you want to talk about today?" Elle sat side by side on the edge of the bed in Audrey's bedroom, and there was a good smell in the room that belonged to the girl, and judging from the layout of the room, the owner of this place was a rich, innocent and mysterious girl.

"Elle, I think I'll probably soon become an extraordinary like you." Audrey whispered, excitedly. Although she was not prepared to tell Elle the details of that mysterious gathering, she couldn't help but want to share this happiness with this friend who was also a noble lady, a lover of the occult, and a friend of the extraordinary, and half of the guide of her own extraordinary path.

"You've decided, which sequence? Or do you already have a recipe or clue? Elle asked pretending to be curious, thinking that when Miss Justice became an audience, it would be difficult for her to disguise herself in front of her.

"'Audience,' I want to be a 'audience.'" Audrey said excitedly, "As soon as next week, I should be able to get the formula." ”

"'Audience'? Have you come into contact with someone from the Psychic Alchemy? Elle Yin asked, thinking that she and Meow Meow had crossed over at about the same time.

"No, it's another gathering of extraordinary." Audrey hesitated for a moment "I'm sorry, I'll try to introduce you in the future, but it's ...... now"

"It's fine." Elle whispered, "If only I could be sure that the recipe is real and effective." ”

"Sister Audrey, I'll ask you one last time, have you really decided? No matter how dangerous and strange it will be, even if it is completely disconnected from your current life, have you decided to become an extraordinary being? Elle looked at the kind, beautiful, innocent, and gentle girl in front of her, and even though she knew the answer, she couldn't help but ask again.

"Yes, I don't regret it, even though it may really be as weird, chaotic, and dangerous as you say, and I'm willing to experience this different life."