In the brightly lit banquet hall, the upper class people held goblets and sipped the sweet liquor, chatting and laughing.

The white-clothed waiter held the silver plate, flashing lightly through the gaps, the orchestra sat in the corner of the banquet, playing a grand symphony, melodious and graceful tunes swept in the air, covered with white cloth, on the edge of the long table full of all kinds of pastries and delicacies, Unia tiptoed, poked her head out with difficulty, looking at the fruit tarts like a pyramid at the heights, and her saliva was about to flow down.

But she couldn't reach it, even if she tried to straighten her arm, she couldn't touch the fruit tart in the center of the table, it seemed to be the farthest distance in the world, out of reach.

"Give."

Noticing her little look, Levin took a piece of fruit tart and handed it over.

But Yunia didn't answer, not only did she not answer, but she also shrank back vigilantly to Mavi's side.

“...... Do what you do, do what you do! Feeling insulted, Levin shouted, "I took it down in front of you, it's going to be fine!" ”

"Dad said he wouldn't let me eat what strangers gave me."

Levine smiled angrily, grabbed the fruit tart and took a bite, looking at Ma Wei angrily as he chewed.

"What are you two doing?"

Focusing on Father Satuq in the distance, Mavi turned his head and looked at them suspiciously: "Quarrel? The gentleman moved his hands and did not keep his mouth shut, instead of scolding the street like a shrew, it was better to go out and fight. ”

You said that I seem to have beaten a goddess....

Levine was completely stunned by Ma Wei's shamelessness: "I didn't quarrel with Nia, I just think, no matter how I say it, I can't be considered a stranger!" ”

"Who said you were a stranger?"

"O Nia! She wanted to eat a fruit tart, I took it down for her, but she said you don't let her eat what strangers give, that's no problem, I raised my hands and a cane in agreement, but the premise is a stranger, am I a stranger?! ”

"For me, no, for Nia, yes."

Ma Wei spread his hands: "How many words did you say to her?" You can count it on one hand, isn't that a stranger? ”

“......”

"If you are a believer in the Church of Truth, Nia must trust you, but unfortunately you are not."

Levin was speechless.

He didn't officially join the church because he wanted to see if what Mavi said on the train and wrote in the Book of Truth was what he really wanted.

In other words, Levine won't follow the truth just because of a conversation, he needs time to verify.

Maybe then...

He will sincerely pursue that light.

Now, it's still a part-time job, so we can't mix it up.

"Ladies and gentlemen..."

Baron Bill, who was holding champagne, walked up to the stage, motioned for the orchestra to pause, and in the eyes of everyone, said loudly: "Welcome to tonight's banquet, every guest who arrives is my friend, I thank them from the bottom of my heart..."

"Tonight, I'm going to be exhibiting the Ruby Blood Rose, which everyone knows is the heirloom of the Bill family, and has never been displayed before, but today, to celebrate the first time in history that the Rose Thief has been repelled without evil, and to celebrate the fact that the Blood Rose is intact, please cheer! Because from today onwards, the Rose Thieves will never be able to steal our treasures again! He's a hairy idiot! ”

In the applause and cheers, Levin's face was a little unnatural, he licked his lips, stared at the hearty laughing Baron Bill on the stage, picked up a glass of champagne, and drank it up.

Then, he wiped his mouth, rubbed the index finger and thumb of his right hand, and began to move his muscles and bones.

"Ahem... Calm. Mavi said.

"If it were you, would you be able to bear it?"

"I can bear it, and I promise, Sherlock Holmes can put up with it."

"I can't take it!"

"Hey..."

Ma Wei grabbed Levin, who was about to leave the banquet hall: "Don't forget, Father Satuk and they are also there, if you steal the Blood Rose, you may reveal your identity!" ”

"Who said they were going to steal the Blood Rose?"

Levine shook off his palm, hummed a small tune, and walked towards the door: "I'll go talk to the Baroness...."

？

This form of retaliation...

It was indeed something that Ma Wei had not expected, and he was shocked.

Fortunately, Levine is a hearty arsonist who has a heart and a heart, but also attaches great importance to etiquette, and he himself is measured and knows when to do something.

On the stage, two guards worked together to carry a glass display case, and Baron Bill reached out to lift the red cloth covering it, revealing the crystal clear, pigeon-egg-sized, and brilliant blood roses in the display case.

"Next, let me introduce you, the hero who protects the Blood Rose, Father Mavi Enders!"

Baron Bill raised his hand and motioned for the crowd to look at Mavi standing at the table, and they did, and...

Their eyes invariably converged on Yunia, who stayed next to Ma Wei's lap, with a fruit tart in one hand and a macaron in the other, puffing out her mouth and chewing fiercely.

Compared with the standard standing posture, Ma Wei, who is motionless like a statue, or Yunia, who has big eyes and keeps eating, is more eye-catching.

It may also have something to do with the fact that human attention is always attracted to moving objects.

Being stared at by so many people, Yunia's chewing speed gradually slowed down, and after swallowing the food in her mouth, she consciously put the food back on the plate, then picked up a napkin to wipe her hands and mouth, arranged her skirt, and put on an elegant posture.

"Father Mavi, please come to the stage and tell us how you managed to see through the Rose Thief's disguise technique at a critical moment?"

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Ma Wei's mind.

This is a good opportunity to perform, and if he wants to contact the aristocracy, he must make a good impression, especially the first impression is crucial.

How can we make a good impression in front of these nobles and gentry?

It was a swagger to the stage, preaching how smart he was, how sharp his intuition was, and finally catching the Rose Monster Thief in one fell swoop....

Or with a humble attitude, tell everyone that he is actually not that powerful, but the blind cat met the dead mouse and saw through the pure coincidence of the disguise technique?

Neither.

Too arrogant and too humble can make others disgust or despise you, and if you want the other person to respect you, you need to be neither humble nor arrogant, and tell the truth—what the aristocracy thinks, not the real truth.

Only then will they perceive you as an honest and easy person to work with.

The question arises again, what does the truth look like in the minds of the aristocracy?

There was another person present at the time, besides him...

Dilloc Holmes!

In the presence of Sherlock Holmes, would the nobles have preconceived notions that in the Blood Rose case, it was Sherlock Holmes who contributed the most, not Mavi?

Come to think of it....

The rest is simple.

Ma Wei smiled, picked up Yunia, who could slam the lady's favorability, strode onto the stage, and said: "That night was really thrilling, and now that I think about it, it still makes me break out in a cold sweat..."

"The Rose Thief's disguise technique is perfect, there is no flaw, he was able to steal the Siren's Tears from the Duke of Wales' family, it was not luck, but real strength..."

"Fortunately, at the critical moment, Mr. Holmes saw through his ruse, and I, who blocked the door in advance, became the last hope to catch the Rose Thief..."