Chapter 112: Audrey: Look at the way I look! Ember: Got it.
"Really."
Hugh placed the beautifully wrapped cake on the table from his room, then sat down on the sofa with his chest crossed, and said dissatisfiedly, "I also set aside a day to prepare for your birthday, and this cake alone was ordered by me from the Royal Violet Bakery several months in advance. β
Royal Violet Bake, as the name suggests, is a shop that has been 'royal certified' by the royal family of Rune.
And this kind of shop that has been granted royal certification is usually very busy.
If you want to order a cake from it, you have to order it at least two months in advance. And it's so expensive that even the average middle class can't afford it.
But what Hugh didn't expect was that he carefully prepared for Furth's birthday months in advance, but in exchange for 'betrayal'.
"I'm doing it for you, too."
Foirth looked at her aggrievedly and said weakly.
Hugh didn't save her face at all, and refuted mercilessly, "People always like to impose their will on others, and in the end, they say: It's all for your good." β
"That's what Russell the Great said?"
Ember, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the play, suddenly asked.
"You still say!"
Furth puffed up his face and muttered, "If it weren't for you, how could things have come to this?" β
Hugh didn't have a good breath and said, "If it weren't for the embers, wouldn't you have told me for the rest of your life?" If you do, do you think I'll be at ease? β
"Even if I succeed in being promoted to Sequence 7 later, I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life!"
"So I know it's wrong!"
"It's useless to know it's wrong! Starting tomorrow, you'll have to play the trickster seriously for me! β
"Huh? You don't really want me to go to the circus and do acrobatics??! β
"That's better than lying at home all day, no matter how much you lie down, your potion won't be digested. Moreover, it's the clown who does acrobatics, and you're a master of tricks, so wouldn't it be nice to do magic? β
"But even if you digest it, what can you do?"
Firth muttered, "After all, we still don't have any money, do we?" β
"On the subject."
Ember looked at the two of them with some confusion, "Won't you borrow money?" β
"Borrow money?"
Hugh and Firth looked at each other, both looking at Ember.
"You mean, I'm looking for you to borrow it?"
Furth sat up straight and said with great interest, "How much can you lend us?" β
"It's not impossible."
Ember muttered for two seconds, then nodded slightly.
He's not bad for money anyway.
"It's not impossible? So who were you talking about? β
Hugh frowned slightly, and asked a little strangely.
"Miss Justice."
Ember didn't think about it, "She will provide 'borrowing' services for tarot members. β
"Justice?"
Furth blinked, "You admit you're a lover?" β
"When have I ever denied it?"
Ember asked rhetorically.
"What about Miss Justice? Is she Miss Audrey? β
Ember glanced at Hugh, who was asking, and said, "I suggest you ask Justice himself about this question. β
"Okay."
Hugh didn't bother, but after thinking about it, he asked seriously, "How much can Miss Justice borrow?" β
"I suggest you ask Justice himself."
Ember repeated, but added at the end, "But I reckon the point is not how much Miss Justice can borrow, but how much you can borrow." β
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Furth opened his mouth, but wisely chose to remain silent.
If Miss Justice is really Miss Audrey.
Then she really doesn't seem to be short of money at all.
Even if both of them needed to be promoted to Sequence 7, the total cost would not exceed Β£6,000.
For ordinary people, this is money that they will not earn in their lifetime.
But for Miss Audrey, it may be a few months of her pocket money.
"If Miss Justice is willing to borrow money, that's the best."
Hugh breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, even though the borrowed money had to be repaid.
But at least they don't have to worry about who gets promoted first.
As for the question of repaying the money.
When they are promoted to Sequence 7 and have stronger strength, it will naturally become easier to repay the money.
"By the way, Ember, there's something I forgot to tell you."
Firth suddenly opened his mouth to attract Ember's gaze and asked in a low voice, "Do you remember Will Onsetin?" β
"Who?"
Ember didn't react for a moment.
"Well, it's the little boy I met when I went to Beckland Central Hospital for my first operation. β
"He... I ......"
Firth gathered his thoughts for a moment and said with some hesitation, "I used to dream about him a lot, and he kept telling me in his dreams that he was dead and asked you not to trouble him again. β
"When?"
Ember asked, slightly surprised.
"It was about the beginning of September."
Fore thought for a moment and replied.
"Early September?"
Ember tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop, lost in thought.
At that time, he had just been swept up in the world of painting, which meant that as soon as he walked with his front foot, the other party's back foot was entangled with Folth?
"Do you remember what day the surgery was?"
Ember pondered for a moment and asked.
"Tuesday, August 21."
Without thinking, Furth replied immediately.
It was from that day that he had a whole week of surgery to complete the potion digestion!
That day was the beginning of the most tiring week of her life.
So, she was especially impressed by this day!
"Where does he live?"
Ember thought for a moment, then asked.
"I don't know."
Forth shook his head, but Hugh immediately replied, "North End, 66 Dalton Street." β
"Hugh?!"
Furth's eyes widened, "Didn't you promise me that I wouldn't investigate without permission?" β
"I didn't do my own investigation."
Hugh's eyes flashed with a hint of slyness, and he smiled, "I just stumbled upon the address of his house." β
"The devil believes in you."
Furth puffed up his face, you will deceive the fool with this kind of rhetoric!
How could it be discovered by accident!
"How long did the dream last? What is the frequency? β
Ember thought for a moment, then asked.
"From the beginning of September to September 23, the frequency is about once a week. Ever since I recited Mr. Fool's honorific name, I have never dreamed of him again. Just ...... other day"
Forth paused for a moment, then said, "On October 10th, six days ago, last Wednesday, there was a blood moon at night, and I had to urgently call Mr. Fool for help. β
"But before that, I seem to see the shadow of Will Onsetin in a hazy way."
"He wants to hurt you?!"
Hugh's expression was a little annoyed, "Why did you never tell me?" β
"I'm afraid you're worried about ......"
Under Hugh's glare, Forth's voice grew quieter.
"You're going to worry me if you don't tell me!"
"Okay, okay, it's my fault, I'm not okay, am I okay?"
Furth patted Hugh's head and soothed.
"Whatever his purpose, I'll visit him tomorrow."
Ember pondered for a moment before speaking, "You've been out as little as possible lately. β
Ember always felt that Will Unsetin was seducing him.
Originally, if he didn't do anything, he would almost forget that he existed.
After all, he wasn't very burned, and in the era when the gods had not fallen, he was not the only one.
But the other party took the initiative to come to the door, saying that he asked Ember not to come to him.
But in fact, there are no three hundred taels of silver here, isn't this a typical desire to refuse and welcome?
Since he invited so warmly, Ember couldn't refuse if he wanted to.
"Uh-oh."
The Folth chick nodded like a peck of rice, and said obediently, "I try not to go out, so can Kulala give it to me?" β
ββ¦β¦β
Ember looked at Furth a little speechlessly, and pulled out the bell.
"Jingle Bell~"
In the crisp rattle of the bell, the figure of the Kurala sisters quietly emerged.
"Eh, hey, hey, hey~My kulala~Long time no see~"
Hugh pulled open his collar and let the shrunken Curalis get inside, and Foirth hugged Kurala and began to go crazy.
Hugh glanced at her and said angrily, "You have to wait at least until you finish eating the cake before you go crazy, right?" β
This is the cake she booked in advance for a long time and queued for more than two months to buy!
Ember shook his head, not bothering them.
Turn around and leave the house.
He can't rest yet because he still has a lot of work to do.
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15 Minsk Street.
Klein sat down at his desk and fell into thought.
Just this morning, he went to visit the Russell Memorial Exhibition at the Kingdom Museum. This commemorative exhibition, organized by the Church of Steam and Mechanics, exhibits a large number of original inventions and relics of Russell the Great.
And the reason why he wanted to visit this commemorative exhibition on a whim. It was because he had seen the diary of Russell presented by the members of the Tarot Society, and although there were still large fragments of grass, a small part of them was extremely valuable.
For example:
"On January 20th, I made my second blasphemy card."
"Let me think, let me think, where do I hide it?"
"Well, I'm going to disguise it as a bookmark, sandwiched in a very valuable book, if the winner is not destined for someone, it will be difficult to imagine that among the highly valuable books, the most valuable is actually the humble bookmark!"
"Yes, that's a good idea!"
Although this passage is not long, it reveals a very important piece of information -
That is, Russell once disguised a 'blasphemy card' as a bookmark and sandwiched it in a book.
At today's commemorative exhibition, Klein found that many books have a bookmark sandwiched between them, and these bookmarks are of different shapes. One of these books managed to catch his attention, and it was the main object of his suspicion, that is, the plagiarized and creative manuscript of Russell the Great.
But because there are too many people at the exhibition during the day.
In order to avoid arousing the alarm of the Steaming Church, Crane did not dare to make a temptation.
But that doesn't mean he's going to give up.
He didn't have much of a chance to verify that the bookmark was a blasphemy card, but he wasn't acting alone.
As his thoughts turned, Klein began to analyze the helpers he could find among the people he knew.
Gradually, he simply made an object:
Miss "Justice".
Crane exhaled, closed the curtains, rubbed his cheeks, and began to pray to himself:
"A fool who does not belong to this time;"
"The Mysterious Lord of the Grey Mist;"
"The Yellow and Black King of Good Fortune."
"I pray for some help;"
"Pray, someone will help me get my hands on that bookmark in Russell's creative manuscript;"
"Help me do small, hard-to-spot damage to it, and tell me how to react, and in the middle of it be able to recite the Hermes or Ancient Hermes words of the Pirate King's counterpart."
"Whoever offered the help, even if there was no response, I would be willing to pay Β£500, which would be deducted from the Β£5,000 that had not yet been paid."
"If there is a reaction, I am willing to give more."
After doing all this, Crane waited a moment before entering the gray fog and seeing a curtain of light that presented himself as a picture of his supplication.
He had already done divination, and it was dangerous but not high to sneak into the Kingdom Museum at night to steal bookmarks.
So all you have to do is find someone to help you see if the bookmark is genuine.
Klein analyzed as he quickly extracted his prayer message, and at the same time, the mosaic thickened and increased, adjusting his voice to be slightly distorted, and then threw it into the illusory star that symbolized Miss "Justice".
"Hopefully there won't be any accidents."
Crane thought silently.
Just a little temptation, it shouldn't be too risky, right?
Meanwhile, in the luxurious villa of Count Hall's family in Queens.
Audrey sat at the dresser, wondering how she could quickly look through and memorize Russell's diary without being suspicious when she went to visit the Russell Memorial Exhibition in the evening.
Suddenly, there was a haze around her, and an endless gray mist poured out.
In the center of the gray mist, the figure of the "Fool" stood high, who was listening to the prayers of a man who was so blurred that he could not see clearly.
And when Audrey heard those words of supplication, she blinked.
After a little hesitation, she chose to accept, anyway, she happened to visit the Russell Memorial Exhibition today.
As for what to do with some minor disruptions......
Audrey pondered, her gaze unfocused, scanning the same objects on the dresser, and suddenly fixed on the open jewelry box, on a pair of jeweled stud earrings decorated with thin pins.
The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and she said to herself:
"Well, I can do it alone."
"But to be on the safe side, it's better to have someone to help."
"Susie just ......"
"Miss, are you in there?"
As she wandered away, Audrey heard a knock on the door and a somewhat distorted voice coming from outside the hallway.
From the sound of the footsteps and the corresponding rhythm, she recognized it as her personal maid, Anne.
"I'm here, come in."
Audrey looked at her glasses, collected her expression, straightened her hair, and straightened her back.
"Click~"
Anne pushed open the door and smiled, "Miss, I have good news for you. β
"Huh? What's the good news? β
Audrey blinked curiously like an unworldly lady.
Anne smiled, "Viscount Black is downstairs, and Lady Caitlyn is entertaining him downstairs. β
After a pause, Anne winked at Audrey, "He seems to have come to find Miss." β
"Huh?"
Audrey immediately showed a surprised voice, her pretty face was dyed with a hint of red, as if she was a little panicked, "I, I'll put on makeup first, and I'll go down immediately." β
"Yes, miss."
Anne's eyes flashed with a hint of urgency, and she bowed slightly and exited the room.
Unbeknownst to Anne, Audrey's expression returned to normal in a very short period of time, as she had just closed the door and cut off her vision.
"Has Mr. 'Lover' returned?"
"Hmm~, he and Mr. Alger were already less than two days away from Port Prydz when the last tarot meeting."
"Counting the time, Mr. Lovers arrived in Port Plitz almost exactly this morning."
The girl played with her smooth blonde hair, repeatedly wrapped it around her fingers and quickly released it, and her fair and beautiful face was full of serious thoughts.
It's just that although the face is calm, the girl's mood is a little complicated and tangled.
Her father first noticed a connection between her and Ember.
In order not to expose the existence of the Tarot Society, she chose to pretend to be a young girl who was just starting to fall in love.
In this way, it is logical to cover up the existence of the Tarot Society.
At the same time, it can also be very effective to explain her relationship with Ember.
And it is true that the father has no doubts about their relationship.
She even invited Ember to be her governess.
Well, although the governess is not competent at all, he has not been in class for a few days in total so far.
However, when it comes to Ember's flexible work schedule at the Night Church, he's already qualified on his side.
Now back
The only problem is.
"What should I do to see my mother?"
"Well, I don't want to be too enthusiastic."
"But if it's too cold, it's not okay.
"Hmm~"
Audrey fell into deep thought.
But soon she won't have to worry about it anymore.
Because, again, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.
"Not Annie."
Audrey listened to the sound and rhythm of the footsteps outside the door, and felt very familiar, but for a moment she could not match it to a servant.
Until she heard a knock on the door.
"May I come in?"
"Mr. 'Lover'."
The girl's expression was a little surprised, she patted her face, and said softly, "Please come in." β
"Click~"
Ember pushed the door open and closed it quickly after entering the room.
Through the crack in the door, Audrey also saw Susie blinking at herself on the ground.
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Audrey was a little speechless, Susie, what are you doing, Susie!
Audrey sighed helplessly in her heart, Susie mixed with Anne and the others all day, and they all learned badly.
Audrey opened her mouth and was about to say hello.
But suddenly I heard small footsteps outside the doorβ
It's like someone is walking on their feet, and there is more than one person.
"Y-How did you get up?"
Audrey's expression moved slightly, her cheeks showed a touch of crimson, and she was so nervous that her voice stuttered a little.
Ember shrugged, "Lady Caitlyn asked me to come up and talk to you. β
"ThisβThat's... That... So when did you come back? β
"I just arrived in Pletzer Port in the morning and took the steam train back to Beckland at 2 p.m."
"Hmm~"
Audrey lowered her head, as if she didn't know what to say next, and after a while, she blushed slightly and said, "Ash, you... Can you tell me about your time at sea? β
"Absolutely."
Ember smiled and nodded, pretending to groan, half-fabricating and half-stitching about the experience of 'going to sea'.
"Well, where do you start? I was traveling from Prietzport and my first stop was Damir Island......"
Voices of conversation coming from inside the house are heard.
After a short while, there was a faint sound of a woman covering her mouth and snickering outside the door.
A moment later, footsteps came from outside the door, fading away.
It seemed that the woman had left the hallway satisfied.
"Really."
Audrey's expression instantly returned to normal, and she said with some distress, "Why is it that even my mother is like this." β
She could tell that the footsteps belonged to Lady Caitlin, and that even the snickering was hers.
But why would a mother want to see her daughter's jokes?
"It's because they care about you, aren't they?"
Ember shrugged and sat down in a chair next to him.
Audrey's expression was a little helpless, and she sighed softly.
Really.
I knew that I had pretended to have other relationships at the beginning, but if it continues like this now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to end in the end.
And, fortunately, Dad is not at home, otherwise the situation would have only become more complicated.
But.
The arrival of embers doesn't seem to be a bad thing either.
"Hmm~, Ember."
Audrey gathered her thoughts for a moment and said softly, "Just now, Mr. Fool's family sent me a commission. Hopefully, I can do some small, imperceptible damage to a bookmark at the exhibition of the memorial of Russell the Great. β
After thinking about it, Audrey added, "That bookmark seems to contain some very important secrets, and Mr. Fool's family takes it so seriously that they offer an uncapped price. β
"I accepted the commission, but it was a bit difficult for me to go unnoticed. So ......"
Audrey blinked, "Ember, are you coming?" β
"Yes."
Ember was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he nodded slightly,
Although he has little interest in Russell's Grass Bi Diary.
But he doesn't have much to do left and right, and it's not impossible to accompany Audrey on a trip.
Ember thought for a moment and asked, "How's your mind reader potion digesting?" β
"It's just a little bit closer."
The corners of Audrey's mouth curled slightly, her smile was clear, and she said in a brisk tone, "I estimate that I should be able to complete the digestion by the end of the month, and then I can also become an extraordinary person in the middle sequence." β
It was only at the beginning of July that she became an extraordinary person in the audience pathway.
By the end of August, she had been promoted to mind reader.
And now that just over a month has passed, she can completely digest the potion in no time.
And most importantly, she has all the potions she needs to be promoted to 'psychiatrist'.
When the potion is digested, you can be promoted immediately.
In less than four months, from an ordinary person to a mid-sequence extraordinary in Sequence 7.
This speed is undoubtedly unimaginable for ordinary people!
Even with the blessing of acting, her speed is definitely the fastest.
Although because of the audience's approach, she has become accustomed to hiding her emotions.
But that doesn't mean she won't be excited and proud in her heart, it's just that she doesn't show it often.
"Ember."
Audrey winked at Ember and said slyly, "I think you should be able to prepare the Sequence 6 potion recipe for me in advance, I want to collect the main materials in advance." Well, it's best to be able to collect the main material before digesting the potion, just like these few times. β
The Sequence 7 potion recipe cost 800 pounds, and she spent a total of 2,300 pounds when you count the various ingredients.
And the sequence 6 will only be more expensive.
Although theoretically, the Sequence 6 potion recipe would cost less than 1,600 pounds.
But the higher you get to the sequence, the less potion recipes circulate.
As a result, potion recipes above the mid-range usually have a very serious premium.
At market price, the Sequence 6 potion recipe could even be as high as Β£3,000!
At the level of Sequence 6, the price of the main materials required to configure potions is not less than 2,000 pounds each.
In other words, if you want to complete the promotion, you need to spend at least Β£7,000 in total!
Even for Audrey, it's a big burden -
Because this is equivalent to her pocket money for half a year.
Especially when she also needs to pay a monthly 'rental fee' to Ember Sacrifice Ring, it is even more stretched.
However, this is not really a big problem.
After all, although she has no money, her father, Earl Hall, is rich!
That's just Β£7,000, less than one percent of the Hall family's annual income.
It's just a little money!
Audrey thought happily.
"No problem."
Ember bowed slightly, and at the end poured a basin of cold water on Audrey, "However, most of the sequence paths owned by the Night Goddess Church are only up to Sequence 5, after all, the major forces are extremely strict about the secrecy of high-level potion formulas, and the church is not omnipotent." Therefore, you can only find potion recipes above Sequence 4 on your own. β
"Sequence 5."
Audrey pursed her lips, feeling a little complicated.
A few months ago, she was an ordinary aristocratic girl who longed for the extraordinary world.
But now she has touched the threshold of the mid-sequence extraordinary.
Even the demigods, who were once high up and could only look up, seem to be within reach.
You must know that even in the Orthodox Church, the demigods are also a hot high-level combat force!
"That's not what I'm supposed to think about right now."
Audrey shook her head, her tone was still brisk, and she smiled, "I'm still a long way from being a demigod in Sequence 4, not to mention that this can't be achieved overnight, is it?" β
The promotion of the low series is fast, but it does not mean that the same is true for the middle and high ranks.
It only takes less than two months to digest the potion now, but in the medium sequence, it may be at least half a year.
In that case, it would be at least a year before she became Sequence 5.
She doesn't have to think about the long term.
Not to mention.
Isn't there still Mr. Fool Almighty?
With Mr. Fool here, you can also exchange the accumulated credit for potion recipes when the time comes, right?
"Ahh
At 15 Minsk Street, Klein touched his nose and looked around vigilantly.
Could it be that there is a traitor who wants to harm me?
β¦β¦
Six o'clock in the afternoon.
The Kingdom Museum sent off the last group of visitors.
But soon, they welcomed a new group of visitors -
A group of visitors made up of ladies from the earl's family, children of the duke's family, young viscounts, and other noble people.
Of course, these noble children of nobility did not crowd with the commoners to visit the exhibition, so they chose to come after the closure of the Kingdom Museum and were received by special personnel.
And Audrey and Ember are among them.
"In the gloom of Beckland, she is like the bright sun."
At this time, Max Levi Morles, the leader of the "Mechanical Heart" West Side Team in charge of guarding the exhibition, was looking at the blonde girl on the side with admiration.
It's just that when his eyes came into contact with the young man beside the girl, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"It's a pity that the pearl is covered with dust!"
At this time, Audrey was like a noble lady who showed great curiosity about everything in the outside world, looking at the toilets inlaid with gold leaf and carved with intricate patterns.
"This is the first flush toilet in the modern sense?"
"Yes, I personally think that this is one of Russell's outstanding contributions to human civilization, and its sewer works have changed the phenomenon of Trier Street full of filthy things."
The narrator wanted to say the word "feces", but when he looked at the girl in front of him, he felt that he couldn't lose his elegant posture.
Viscount Glerint smiled beside him:
"Why are you so curious about this? No matter how old it is, it's always just a flush toilet. β
The rest of the noble children who had a good relationship with them laughed out loud.
"No, Glerint, you don't understand, this is the glory of human civilization."
Audrey responded with a light smile and made a vomiting expression in her heart.
If it weren't for the fulfillment of Mr. Fool's commission, I wouldn't want to do this.
She sighed helplessly.
Although there were still embers, Audrey had already thought about the division of labor between the two sides before she came.
The other party will only be responsible for covering for him -
Moreover, the image of Ember is indeed not suitable for playing a girl who does not know the world.
Audrey imagined the scene in her heart and couldn't help but laugh.
"Puff~"
"Huh?"
Ember cast a puzzled look, and Audrey looked away as if she were a thief, pretending to be curious and walking in front of the other exhibits.
Soon.
The group was led by a docent into the exhibition hall with Russell's diary.
Audrey, as always, showed great interest, and made requests for a closer look at something in each room, and it was basically satisfied.
The narrator could neither refuse the request of the beautiful maiden, nor could she refuse her.
Because she is the brightest jewel of Beckland, and the daughter of the Earl of Hall.
As long as she didn't want to take all of these things home, no one would refuse her request.
Ember also glanced at one of the journals in the exhibition hall.
"May 21st, Lady Alice is so good!"
"May 22nd, well, her daughter is not bad either."
"On May 24th, tsk, Lady Alice actually had a little granddaughter, the same name as her. But for the sake of distinction, let's call it Little Alice. I can't see it, little Alice is 19 years old, but her figure is still so petite and lovely. Lady Alice is not bad, she doesn't look like she's almost sixty years old, she looks like she's in her twenties at most. β
"On May 25th, little Alice stepped on me yesterday in white silk, AWSL!"
"Well, I find that I'm a little obsessed with little Alice, and white silk is so nice."
"On May 27, little Alice's husband came to visit out of the blue, and I was taken aback. He asked me if I knew where little Alice was, hehe, how did he know that when he asked this question, little Alice was hiding in my arms, only a quilt away from him? β
"June 4th, tired of, a little tired. Although the white silk is good, it will still get tired after a long time. But today little Alice is here again, and she has brought one of her sisters, another white silk! β
"AWSL! White Silk Eternal God! β
"On June 10th, Lady Alice came to the door in a rage, blaming me for being obsessed with her granddaughter."
Ember withdrew his gaze expressionlessly and followed the group as they prepared to go to the other exhibition halls.
Finally.
Stopping and stopping along the way, they came to the restored Russell's study.
And when the narrator introduced the 'creative manuscript', the girl's eyes lit up:
"Can I flip it? I wanted to see what the great inventor Russell's manuscript looked like and what whimsical ideas it contained. β
"No problem, beautiful Miss Hall, honorable Viscount Glerint, you can all flip through it, heh,
If any of you are a devout member of the church, you can even request a rubbing. β
The narrator replied based on Max's hints.
As a devout follower of the goddess, Audrey could only respond with a light smile, and it was inconvenient for her to speak.
At the same time, she pretended to flirt with her hair, reached out and touched her right ear, and quietly removed the stud.
Immediately after, the glass that shrouded the desk was opened, and Audrey stepped forward, held down the manuscript, pretended to be inadvertently pulling out the bookmark, and flipped a page at random.
"Smack!"
Suddenly, there was a soft sound.
There seemed to be someone's exclamation in his ears, attracting the eyes of all the people around him.
Looking sideways, I realized that it was Ember who had accidentally swept the inkwell off the table.
And seeing the inkwell fall to the ground, everyone's hearts rose to their throats.
But just as the inkwell was about to touch the ground and shatter, Ember caught it quickly.
Suddenly, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sorry for my oversight."
Ember put the inkwell back on the table, apologetically.
"No, it's okay."
The narrator breathed a sigh of relief, and finally admonished, "Please be careful, especially when handling items that can be easily destroyed. β
"Really, how could Miss Audrey fall in love with such a frizzy boy?"
Max frowned, a little dissatisfied.
But given the identity of the other party's noble son, and there is no real damage to the item, it is difficult for him to come forward to reprimand.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Audrey, who had already finished the trial, threw the earrings in her hand to the ground, and then turned her head and said:
"I'm sorry, my stud fell off."
The maid hurriedly approached, picked up the studs, and helped her put them on.
The episode was fleeting, and attention returned to the manuscript.
"Why was it so careless?"
Audrey walked up to Ember and said as if complaining.
"My bad."
Ember raised his hands and said helplessly, "It was placed on the edge, and I almost fell to the ground without paying attention." But that's okay, right? How much is an inkwell worth? β
"That's more than just an inkwell!"
Audrey looked a little angry and said in annoyance, "You don't understand at all! It was a relic of Russell the Great, a ......"
"It is the glory of human civilization."
Ember took over with a nonchalant expression, "I understand, I understand." β
Audrey puffed out her face and glared at him angrily.
This scene suddenly made the people around him gloat a little.
Not only the children of the nobility, but also Max, who was the caretaker.
After all, no one wants Beckland's most dazzling gem to be tricked out of it.
Even if you want to cheat, you should let them cheat!
It's okay to break up, it's better to break up on the spot!
Max thought maliciously.
It's a pity.
Audrey had her back to them, so no one saw the subtle hint of a look in the girl's eyes.
Otherwise, they should understand that it's all acting.
Soon.
Many of the children of the nobles who came to visit showed interest in the manuscript, and they came forward to look at it, and even exclaimed from time to time-
They weren't necessarily genuinely interested, but simply wanted to cater to Beckland's brightest gems.
But let Audrey, who was still watching, smile shallowly, and from time to time glance at the embers on her side.
It's like saying to him, 'Look, it's not me who's wrong, it's that you don't have taste!' β
Ember seemed to be a little enraged, and walked to the booth without saying a word.
This made Max wary of tearing up the manuscript in a fit of rage, butβ
If that's the case, that's fine.
A sneer tugged at Max's lips.
He will stop the other person and teach them a lesson that will last a lifetime.
At the same time, Miss Audrey must realize that she has chosen the wrong person!
This is just another golden and jade outwardly ruined disciple.
However.
To his disappointment, Ember showed no signs of wanting to tear it up violently.
He just flipped through it casually for a while, then threw the manuscript back to the booth very casually, and said lightly:
"General!"
"Huh."
Max laughed angrily, but he also knew the identity of the security guard he was now disguised, and he was not qualified to reprimand the other party.
So I just had a cold face and stepped forward to confirm it.
Finding that the bookmark was exposed, he stuffed the bookmark back and closed the glass cover again.
On the other hand, Miss Audrey unexpectedly began to sulk at Ember again.
Ignore him no matter how accosting Ember is.
This gave Max a little comfort.
Max bowed slightly to the narrator without a trace.
The docent also quickly understood, and immediately led the group out of the study room and walked towards the other exhibition halls.
In the next exhibition hall, Miss Audrey was still interested.
The embers next to him seemed to want to make amends, and from time to time they echoed it, but repeatedly only received a soft snort from Miss Audrey.
Until they left the museum, their relationship seemed to be still stiff.
Even the maid was a little worried.
"Who told you to come up?"
Audrey boarded the carriage, looked at Ember who was also about to board, and said dissatisfied.
"You can't let me go back, can you?"
Ember shrugged and cheekily squeezed in.
And Audrey just puffed out her face, but she didn't say anything against it.
This scene undoubtedly made the people who saw it scold shamelessly, but in fact, they were jealous to death in their hearts.
Max, in particular, had been waiting for Miss Audrey's refusal.
As soon as Miss Audrey refused, he would rush up and pull the kid off his horse.
But alas, he didn't wait for this opportunity.
It was already evening, and Beckland, who was already hard to see the sun, was already dim, and the gas street lamps were turned on one after another.
The carriage drove silently down the street toward Queens to the north.
And the two people in the carriage also seemed to have a conflict, and they didn't say a word along the way.
In the end, Ember took the initiative to bow his head and admit his mistake, and finally calmed Audrey down.
When it was time to return to the Hale family's villa, Ember was the first to get out of the car.
He held out his hand to the girl in the car.
"Huh?"
Audrey raised her snow-white neck and deliberately ignored him, but was led out of the car by the maid from the other side.
Earl Hall had returned home at this time, standing in the doorway with Caitlin.
looked at the two with a smile from her aunt.
They had already learned from the maid that the two had a conflict, but they didn't take it seriously.
It's normal for young people to have a little temper with each other.
It would be nice to be comforted.
Ember watched Audrey return home, and said with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Earl, Lady Caitlin, I'll take my leave first." β
"There's no hurry."
Earl Hall smiled and said, "Dinner is already being prepared, let's go back after dinner." Also,"
Earl Hall gave Ember a look, and said in a tone of a passerby, "Girls are all going to be coaxed, go up and talk to Audrey." β
Ember touched his nose and didn't insist on refusal.
As if there was only one excuse missing, he turned and climbed the stairs.
Under the guidance of the maid, he entered the room that Audrey had deliberately not closed.
The maid outside the corridor chuckled lightly, as if they could see that their young lady was a knife-mouthed tofu heart.
As soon as she entered the room, Audrey still looked sulky.
Until Ember closed the door, Audrey's expression immediately became calm, and she asked with some curiosity,
"How?"
"It went well."
Ember nodded, saying something that made Audrey a little confused.
Then, she saw an extra note in Ember's palm, and her eyes were wide open.
She looked at Ember, and Ember looked at her, speechless.
PS: The national football team has made an outstanding contribution to the ban on gambling during the World Cup.
(End of chapter)