"Anne, is there any other family that will have a dinner party recently?"

The afternoon sun is always the warmest, sitting on her garden chair, Audrey pinched the stamen of the flower that had already fallen petals, and asked Anne on the side.

"Miss, no."

Anne rubbed her thighs covertly for the afternoon, wondering why Mademoiselle was asking such a question.

Do you finally find the occult boring and want to learn aristocratic etiquette?

Anne nodded secretly, this news could tell Lady Caitlin, she might be interested.

"Didn't you have a dinner party......"

Hearing Anne's answer, Audrey suddenly felt a little lost.

As her personal maid, Anne is obviously impossible to go wrong with this kind of matter.

If you don't have a dinner party, how can you see, no, how can you ask Anthony if she is playing the potion in the right direction?

And there's no way to see more targets from this...

Audrey didn't ask any more, but broke another flower from the side, tugged at its petals, and finally read something that even Anne, who was standing by, didn't hear clearly.

"Earl..."

Suddenly, Anne's peripheral vision swept over a figure standing at the entrance of the garden, and before she could greet her respectfully, she was interrupted by Earl Hall's silent gesture.

"Anne, what's wrong with you?"

Audrey didn't know that her father was standing there at this point, and asked Anne suspiciously.

"I'm sorry Miss, but I got distracted."

The sensible Anne shook her head and signaled that she was fine, so that Audrey, although she was a little puzzled, turned her head and continued to fold her petals.

When did Mr. Earl come?

Anne was still standing where she was, but her eyes remained on Earl Hall at the entrance of the garden, and her thoughts continued.

As a personal maid in a top banker's family, she must always be on her toes, or another maid will replace her tomorrow.

She didn't want to lose her hard-earned job that paid well.

After a while, the figure in the afterglow finally disappeared, and Anne breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still some doubt in her heart.

Why did Mr. Earl and Miss Audrey behave so unusually?

Is it the recent weather that is about to start autumn?

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"I've already put your information into the archives, do you have any other orders?"

Inside a night church in Beckland's East End, Hosted. Buck bowed his head respectfully to the man in front of him and said respectfully.

And in his hand is a certificate of the night watchman who has successfully turned into a file.

"Well, no need, you're doing well."

In the quiet atmosphere, Hosted heard the man's deep voice speak, and he felt as if his brain was instantly down, and he only felt a trance.

I don't know how long it took, but Hosted came back to his senses, standing there with confused eyes, looking at the empty tabletop, always feeling as if he had forgotten something, but as if he had forgotten nothing.

Delusion, right?

Hosted scratched his head, as an extraordinary person in Sequence 7 "Nightmare", he often forgets that things should be, and it is estimated that something is not very important.

Scratching his head again, Hosted returned to the church and began a new round of prayers.

And in the space that he couldn't see, an aura with the vicissitudes of antiquity was quietly detaching from his body.

"It's so easy to get a Nightwatchman Certificate."

At the same time, outside the Dark Night Church, Anthony withdrew the breath of the immortal stele attached to Hosted's body, and muttered to himself with a slight smugness.

As a person with the ability to "twist", it is very easy to distort the cognition of a person who is only a Sequence 7 extraordinary, and even allows him to forget his memories on his own afterwards.

Of course, while all this was going on, Anthony was very careful to use the power of the Immortal Stone Tablet to cover up his breath, so as not to be discovered by the goddess and that there was a problem with his followers.

As for why he didn't go to Yeongen City, he directly "distorted" Dunn. Smith's cognition...

Anthony can only say that there are too many variables to do this, after all, it will directly contact the protagonist of the mysterious world, Mr. Ke, and no one knows what will happen.

Although there are still a lot of doubts about his current night watchman certificate, it only needs a little "distortion" to prevent it from being discovered.

Anthony has arranged everything and problems very well, like a magic show with all kinds of props ready, just waiting for the protagonist to take the stage.

Again, give him a "magician" potion, and he digested it on the spot in minutes!

Successfully amused by himself, Anthony walked on the intersection of an unknown street in the eastern side of Beckland, clutching his cane in his hand, and looking at the people who came and went on the side of the street, looking hurried.

It's the same as the original book, this is really a place where poor civilians live.

As far as the eye can see, Anthony found a lot of dusty blankets in various alleys of the street, all kinds of household garbage, kitchen waste is randomly piled up next to the garbage bin, and there are many ragged people who don't know what to look for.

Perhaps, that's where they're staying and having dinner tonight?

If you are good, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be alone...

Suddenly, the ancient poems he had learned in his previous life flashed into Anthony's mind, and he couldn't help but pause in his footsteps, and stopped silently at the intersection of the street.

He doesn't think he's a good person, but he's definitely not a bad person.

Seeing such a scene, it is impossible for his heart to be without any feelings.

"I can help for a while, but I can't help for a lifetime..."

Silent, Anthony decided to help advance the plan, and by the way, donate the remaining 200,000 gold pounds needed to obtain the baronial title to establish a charitable foundation and build more schools in the East End.

In this way, not only can the educated people have a place to use and earn salaries with knowledge, but also give the children of the Eastern District the opportunity to carp to jump into the dragon gate, change their current situation, and drive the economic development of the Eastern District...

That's all I can do.

Anthony's eyes twinkled, ignoring the street and looking at him, with a longing beggar or worker in his eyes, and left without looking back.

He is not a Mary who helps the world, he is also a selfish villain.

That's all he can do.