Saturday night, 8 o'clock.

Klein instructed Walter, the butler, to prepare a fancy carriage and ride it with Ember to Councillor Macht's house at 39 Berlund Street.

"Would you like something to drink?" Crane asked, looking at Ember across from him.

There is a small bar in the carriage, which sells distilled spirits such as Ginnozzi and Winter Herland prepared by the butler Walter, as well as a variety of red and white wines from Intis.

Ember gave Klein a strange look and spoke:

"Black tea."

Hearing this, Klein personally poured him a cup of black tea with lemon slices.

Richardson, the valet on the side, stopped talking, after all, this kind of work should have been done by a servant like him.

Ember took a sip of black tea and suddenly asked curiously:

"How much did the carriage cost?"

Crane shrugged his shoulders and said:

"If you buy it, it will cost you about 300 pounds. It's a pity I rented it, so it only cost 88 pounds. ”

There was nothing unusual in his expression, after all, his valet Richardson was still here.

And with the image of a rich man he created, he should not be too stingy in front of his servants, which will affect the opinion of his neighbors on him.

However, it takes less than 10 minutes to walk from his house to Congressman Makht's house.

If it weren't for the sake of decency and having already rented a carriage and hired a coachman, Klein would have preferred to walk over and digest food and keep fit.

In two and a half minutes, the carriage arrived at the house of Councillor Macht at 39 Berlund Street.

Looking at the fountain pool with the sound of water and the lights reflected, Crane buckled the buttons of his tuxedo and stepped out of the carriage and walked slowly to the main entrance of the house. Richardson, on the other hand, held a beautifully packaged bottle of South Wales red wine, and followed closely behind his employer and his friend, not daring to take a single step.

Entering the gate, Klein saw Councillor Morimacht and his wife, Ms. Liana, greet him. The former wears an olive-green army officer's uniform with an orange-red ribbon and several medals on his chest in the Kingdom of Rune, and both active and retired officers like to wear their military uniforms at proms.

The latter wears a long yellow dress with a non-stand-up collar, mostly with ruffles and delicate lace, which is different from unmarried ladies, but also shows a fair neck and half of the shoulders.

Klein took the bottle of Southwell wine from the valet Richardson, handed it to Councillor Macht, and saluted:

"Sorry, a few minutes late."

This is actually a common situation in Rune banquets, where guests would rather be late for a certain amount of time than early, because the host may still be busy making the final preparations for the banquet, which is not suitable for entertaining guests, and of course, being late should be controlled within ten minutes.

If it weren't for Vahanna's specific teaching of common sense in this area, Klein would have politely arrived a while early.

"It's okay, the prom hasn't officially started yet." Mahert glanced at the South Wil red wine in his hand, and nodded with a smile as he handed it to his personal valet.

In the high society of Rune, the first time you attend a banquet held by the other party, you must give the host a small gift, among which alcohol is the most popular, but you must remember that the first time you have to choose a domestic one.

After greeting the man, Klein looked at Mrs. Liana again, and saw that she raised her right hand slightly, so he stepped forward, took her palm, bent down and kissed it:

"Your light illuminates the whole prom."

Before the feast begins, compliments to the host are one of the few places in Rune's social occasions that do not need to be subtle, and unlike Intis, Rune's kiss must be made by the woman before the man can proceed, otherwise it is a serious faux pas.

"The same is true of your coming." Lady Liana replied with a smile.

Councillor Mahert looked at the embers beside Klein and asked curiously:

"Who is this?"

The other party's outfit obviously didn't look like a servant, not to mention that the other party had already brought a personal valet, so this could only be a friend of 'Dawn Dantès'.

But the question is, hasn't this Mr. Dantès only been in Beckland for a short time? Did you make a friend so quickly?

Klein smiled and introduced:

"Viscount Ash Black, he's a Bakerlander, but I once had a relationship with him in South Wales."

"Viscount?"

Councilor Makht's eyes suddenly changed, and he took the initiative to stretch out his hand to Ember and said enthusiastically:

"Welcome, Viscount Black."

"Thank you."

Ember politely shook his hand, then smiled:

"But I have to be correct, I'm not from Beckland, I'm from Wintershire, and I've been in Beckland for less than a year."

Congressman Mahert's expression moved slightly, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Although he is only a councillor and does not have a title of his own, given his status as a councillor, he is also a treasure of the upper nobility of Rune. In his influence, it seems that there is no such person as Viscount Black.

But if it's from Wintershire, that might explain why the other party didn't make a statement before that.

And......

A viscount from Wintershire means that the other party has a lot to do with the Night Church!

As for whether the other party is a real viscount?

There is no doubt about this, the noble temperament of this Viscount Black cannot be pretended.

What's more, there is no need for Dawn Dantès to tell such a one-and-stabbed lie, which will only ruin his reputation among his neighbors and make it difficult for him to gain a foothold in the North End, or even in Beckland.

Councillor Mahert glanced at Klein and saw that he was smiling awkwardly but politely, apparently unaware that Viscount Black was from Wintershire, and was embarrassed by his misintroduction.

This is enough to show that their relationship is not very familiar, maybe it is really as Dawn Dantès said, they only have a one-sided relationship.

Of course, the other party can invite a viscount, and this viscount is willing to accept his invitation, and it can also be seen that the relationship between them is definitely not limited to the level of 'one-sided relationship'.

Thinking of this, Councillor Macht immediately took the initiative to divert the topic to make the Mr. Dantès less embarrassed:

"Viscount Black, are you married?"

Ember shook his head and said:

"Not yet."

Congressman Makht's eyes lit up and he looked at his wife. Immediately, the couple led Crane and Ember through the porch and into the hall, where the melodious melody had already reverberate.

A few steps forward, Maury Mahert pointed to a young girl in a long sky blue dress and said:

"My daughter, Hazel."

"This is Dawn Dantès, our new neighbor."

Klein then looked at the girl, smiling.

He knew the maiden, to be precise, he had seen the image of the other person, in the mirror of the avatar of Arodes.

He had inquired about the whereabouts of the demigods of the 'Thief' route, and one of the scenes was a haughty girl wandering down the sewers, and this was Hazel Macht, a young lady with long, dark green wavy hair and bright dark brown eyes.

He hadn't seen the demigod in the sewers, and he couldn't continue to ask Arodus for more details because of the time, but the demigod was most likely parasitic on Miss Hézel's body, just like the poet's classmates.

This would also explain why this Miss Hézel suddenly became an extraordinary, after all, with her status as a parent, she was not yet enough to cultivate an extraordinary person on a large scale.

As for the other party wandering in the sewers, perhaps it was the request of the demigod.

And the reason why Klein brought Ember to the dinner party at Congressman Mahert's house was to meet this Miss Häzel.

Klein instantly thought of a lot of questions, but on the surface, he quietly pressed his chest and saluted:

"Good evening, Miss Hazel."

In the process, he quietly glanced at Hazelmacht's face, and found that the girl had a flat expression and haughty eyes, and only responded with a polite smile:

"Good evening, Mr. Dantès."

Congressman Makht continued to point to the embers and said:

"This is Viscount Black."

There was a look of surprise in Hazel's eyes, and he said softly:

"Good evening, Your Excellency the Viscount."

Makht nodded with a satisfied expression, the reason why he asked Ember earlier if he was married was not only to relieve the siege of Dwayne Dantès, but also to ask for his daughter-

This daughter of mine is quite arrogant, and she doesn't look down on those teenagers of the same age at all, and her evaluation of them is either too naïve or she has achieved nothing. Daun Dantès is an excellent gentleman, but it's a pity that this gentleman is too old, otherwise he would be a good blind date.

And now, the friend invited by the other party, Viscount Blake is undoubtedly a better choice!

Not only is he the same age as Hazel, but he is already a viscount at a young age, and his future is immeasurable.

If they can be matched, it will be a good thing for Hazel and the family.

Klein took a glass of pale golden champagne from the tray held by the waiter next to him, and turned to talk to Congressman Maurimacht:

"I didn't expect you to be a major, Councillor."

This is evident from the epaulettes of Congressman Makht.

If the other party was a colonel, Klein would have suspected that this gentleman was also extraordinary, but it was difficult for the major to say.

"Haha, it's nothing, there are too many opportunities to build meritorious deeds in East Bailang."

Maury Macht modestly replied, "Of course, the climate there is also very uncomfortable, and I have been suggesting to the upper echelons of the army that we design special uniforms for East and West Byrand, and get rid of the traditional dark colors, otherwise the officers will feel like beef on the grill." ”

As for the soldiers, most of them are red and white.

"Yes, the climate there is completely different from the rest of the country, even the Desey Bay, it is not so hot."

Klein's vague statement that he had been to the Southern Continent and to one of the eastern and western Bairan corroborates the hunting experience he had mentioned a few days earlier.

While greeting, the two tacitly stayed away from the scene, ready to leave time for the two young people-

Councillor Macht intends to reconcile Viscount Black with his daughter, but it depends on his daughter's wishes.

And Crane thought so too, and he wanted Ember to get close to Hazel and see if he could find a chance to kill the demigod without alarming the others.

Hazel took her eyes off her parents, who were having a good conversation with 'Dawn Dantès', looked at the young man beside her, and suddenly asked:

"Viscount Black, you don't seem to be a native of Beckland?"

Ember took a glass of red wine from the tray held by the waiter, and said softly:

"I'm from Wintershire."

"Wintershire?"

There was a hint of surprise in Hazel's eyes, and a hint of hidden unease.

Her parents were devout members of the Church of the Night, otherwise they would not have chosen to settle in the North End, and the bishop of St. Samuel's Church often visited. Hazel herself is also a believer in the Night Church, but not as religious as her parents.

The most important reason is because she has her own little secrets. And Winter County happens to be the base camp of the Night Church.

So, could the Viscount Black in front of him also be an extraordinary person?

Just as she was restless, the girl suddenly heard a gentle voice behind her:

"Your Excellency Ash, long time no see."

Hazel subconsciously turned his head, behind him was a clergyman in a double-breasted black robe and his female companion, the clergy was about forty years old, with deep blue eyes, a thin face, and not good-looking facial features, but it was inexplicably pleasing to the eye.

Hézel knew him, it was the clergy of the church of St. Samuel, Bishop Elektra.

It is not unusual for the bishop to visit their home frequently.

Most councillors and nobles had regular visits from bishops, and those of high status were even visited by Archbishop St. Anthony himself.

But what was happening at the moment was clearly unusual for Hazel.

Ember looked at the bishop who was walking this way, smiled and raised his glass, and half-jokingly:

"Bishop Elektra, I remember we only met last month, right?"

Elektra was stunned for a moment, and then said helplessly:

"You must know that a month is a long time compared to the believers who go to church every week to pray."

As he spoke, Bishop Elektra introduced his female companion:

"My wife, Shauna Johnson."

"This is Viscount Ash Black, and he is also a devout follower of the Goddess."

Shauna Johnson greeted politely, and Ember responded politely.

At this moment, Councillor Makht suddenly walked over and asked curiously:

"Bishop Elektra, you used to know each other?"

"I've met a few times."

Bishop Elektra smiled:

"Last month, His Excellency Ash came to visit Archbishop St. Anthony at St. Samuel's Church, but since the Archbishop was not in the church at that time, I was in charge of receiving His Excellency Ash."

Mahert breathed as he suddenly realized that he was still underestimating Ember's identity!

Originally, Bishop Elektra only said 'I had met a few times', thinking that they were just ordinary believers and bishops.

But the other party's title made him change his opinion - a bishop of the Church of the Night would not address the believers of the night as 'Your Excellency', which means that the status of this Viscount Black is at least equal to that of Bishop Elektra, or even above him!

And the latter sentence made Congressman Macht even more incredulous, what does it mean to visit Archbishop St. Anthony?

(End of chapter)