In the majestic palace completely covered by the gray and white sea, after the last figure disappeared, the ancient silence above the royal court returned, as if it had not changed forever.

Venason slowly opened his eyes, and the symbol of the Hidden Eye and the twisted tentacles quickly reappeared and disappeared, only to realize that the bright midday sun had long since set, and the clock hanging on the wall had reached 4:23 p.m.

He was still sitting in his apartment room, with Jason's journal on the long table next to him.

Returning to reality once again, Venason's mood was much calmer than before.

As the spiritual intuition continued to touch, the two figures outlined in the heart became clearer and clearer.

"After touching the transcendental, the changes brought to the body are really magical, and even many things can be clearly perceived without seeing with your eyes."

With a slight sigh, he got up and walked slowly to the door, reached for the doorknob, and was just about to twist it when he heard the sound of the key inserting into the keyhole and turning.

"Crunch—"

The door opened, revealing two men in their early twenties, dressed in linen and with long brown hair, standing in the doorway, one of whom was still unlocking.

The figure outlined in his heart quickly coincided with reality, and Venason immediately relaxed, and greeted with a smile:

"Good afternoon, my dear Brother Miss, Brother Gropius."

Venason welcomed them back to the room, and these were his two brothers, Erin's two younger brothers, Mies van der Rohe and Gropius van der Lohe.

Of course, those who know the Van der Rohe family on Mink Street know that Mies and Gropius have been working as porters on the docks since they were eighteen years old, and the reason why they are so desperate is actually for their youngest brother, Venason van der Rohe, who has an extraordinary talent for art!

"Good afternoon, Venasson."

Mies took off his tweed coat and hung it on the tawny hanger beside the bed, then turned to him and asked:

"How's the art review? There are two days to go before the exam, do you need me and Gropius to accompany you? ”

"I'm sorry Mies, Gropius, I don't want to deceive you, in fact I reviewed very poorly, and I was completely unsure."

Venason replied with his hands spread out and expressionless.

"Uh... Yes.... Yes? ”

Mies was stunned, a little surprised by this answer, he coughed dryly, and then added:

"It's okay Venason, after all, you're still young, and you've only been in contact with art for a short time, let's take our time, take our time."

"That's just a matter of school, as I said earlier, most of the time, they only keep their eyes on the nobles, it's like a short-haired marmot only stares at cookies, well, but Mies is right, Venasson, you're still young, don't be discouraged."

Mies was still just as spoiled, and so was Gropius, who liked to use gray humorous examples to mock the aristocracy, and they were just like the older brother in his memory.

Seeing that Mies and Gropius began to comfort, Venason immediately patted the shoulders of the two brothers with his hand, and added with a chuckle:

"Although I am not sure about the art exam, I received a special notice today that I have been admitted to another university in advance, St. Hornavich University, and the admission letter will arrive in a few days, and it will not be more than a week at the latest."

He would go to Uncle Courtman's house in the morning to buy lamb, and when he returned, he met the night watchman Joseph Paxton and his offer to college admission, and re-addressed Mies and Gropius.

After listening to this, his eyes were a little glazed, and Gropius opened his mouth, and after a short silence, he quickly took out a folded newspaper from his pocket and spread it out on the table, searched for it for a long time, and then pointed to a certain place:

"Vinason, are you sure it's St. Hornavich University?"

"That's right, what's wrong, Gropius, what's wrong with that?"

Strange, this is the first time I've seen Gropius look like this, and normally, shouldn't he praise the university for its wisdom in admitting me, and then continue to mock other universities as pheasants?

Mies also cast his gaze curiously, and the morning news on it was dated three months ago, and the topic was the joint unified examination plan of St. Hornavich University and Ghent Ocean University.

"Is the address of this school in the Federal Mountains? I've heard about this place before in Pritz Harbor, it doesn't seem to be in the Kingdom of Ghent, it's quite far away. ”

Mies half frowned and half curious, on the whole, the university looked very good, and the cover of the newspaper was in line with the image of his inner imagination, solemn and majestic, ancient and sacred, and the only drawback was that it was too far away from Faslanka.

He was a little afraid that Venason would not be able to adapt to being so far away from home, and Erin would also be very worried about Venason being alone at school, and he couldn't help but sneak on the steam train to visit after a long time.

"The address of the school is indeed located in the Federal Mountains, and the University of St. Hornavich's ranking is very high in the Kingdom of Ghent, belonging to the top 10, and the university has a church and royal background within the university, which is on par with Ghent University, Hutton Marr University, Bright Institute of Technology, Ghent Ocean University and other super-first-class colleges, which is no worse than Heuston University of Fine Arts."

After Gropius finished speaking, he dropped the newspaper on the table directly, stepped forward and patted Venason, and there seemed to be appreciation flowing in his amber eyes.

"This university is not the same as the pheasant college, it is a real super-first-class college, Mies and I just came back from a trip and heard such good news, Venason you are doing a great job, well, when Erin comes back, we have to celebrate tonight, and go buy some beef or lamb later?"

Here it comes, sure enough, the taunt will be late, but it will never be absent.

If someone admits me, it's a first-class university, and if someone doesn't admit me, it's Pheasant College, and I have to say that Gropius's love for the original owner, Venason, can be said to be the most special of the three brothers and sisters.

Compared with Gropius's excitement, the smile on the corner of Mies's mouth became more and more intense, but he didn't say much, just watched quietly, as the elder brother of the two, he was much more mature.

"I've already bought lamb in advance, oh yes, there's another strange thing today, I went to the commodity area in the morning to buy ingredients, and the cereals seem to have dropped, including lamb."

Venason continued in a tone that was half bewildered, half joyful: "3 decrees, which are not enough on weekdays, have not been used up today. ”

"Yes, I actually noticed, and if you've read the Faslanka Morning Newspaper lately, you'll understand that it's all down to the repeal of the Corn Laws."

"At the beginning, the upper class wanted to maintain high food prices through tariff protection, so the so-called Grain Act was passed, which you can understand as a kind of trade protectionism, by maintaining high food prices, to maintain the interests of the minority class."

"Trade protection?"

After thinking about it for a while, Venason quickly realized that no matter where it was, as long as it involved the issue of interests, the arrow of exploitation was directed at the common class and the working class, of course, this was indeed in line with the arrogant and ugly attitude of a small number of nobles.

Mies nodded slightly, he glanced at Gropius, and then continued to Vinason:

"When you wanted toast, Gropius only had three pence in his pocket, which he couldn't buy even a pound, and he ended up stealing a piece and almost getting caught by the shopkeeper."

In fact, this damn Corn Law should have been repealed a long time ago, but it is not too late, the main reason is that the social business community hopes that cheap grain from abroad can be imported freely, reduce wages and raw material costs, after all, in the "hungry years", the opposition of the workers is difficult to resist, they formed an alliance against the Corn Law, and marched in the streets, the royal family is afraid that things are getting bigger and bigger, and finally can only be broken and abolished, which is a rare major event in the history of the Kingdom of Ghent. ”

After Gropius finished speaking, he immediately reached out and pinched his waist, raised his head high, and then imitated and said:

"Abolish, repeal!"

"Look, that's it, they marched for more than a month, also thanks to this group of people......"

.........

Hutton Marr, Casston District, Moore Luxury Villa!

Lilith Moore opened her eyes from the mirror, her ruby-like pupils gradually colored, she raised her delicate and slender arms, and pinched her cheeks with the palm of her hand, as if she was in a dream, and she couldn't believe what had just happened.

The floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of her, engraved with ancient patterns, seemed to have become a little different, and looked even more mysterious.

Is it a dream?

She looked at it, and suddenly looked through the mirror, and saw that there was a "white point of light" circulating in the red pupil of her right eye, and in the center of the point of light, a pattern composed of hidden eyes and twisted tentacles quickly appeared, and then slowly dimmed, and finally disappeared in the pupil.

It was only at this time that Lilith was sure that she was not dreaming, but had actually participated in an ancient secret society meeting, and had also become a member of the hidden society.

"This is really a perfect experience and a start, Lilith, you are now a member of the Hidden Society, and you are working hard to grow."

Lilith muttered quietly, and just as she was about to leave, the voice of her valet Nia came from upstairs, with a hint of trembling.

"Miss, where have you been this afternoon? We can't find you. ”

Lilith turned her head and saw Nia staggering down the stairs to her side, and she asked again with a worried face:

"Miss, where have you been in the afternoon?"

"I accidentally fell asleep on the balcony on the third floor, you know, it was raining today, and it was perfect for taking a nap, which would be relaxing all over."

Lilith blinked, and spoke in a slow voice.

"It's a good day to take a nap on a rainy day, but you need to let us know in advance next time."

Nia circled around Lilith's ring, taking a closer look at it and reassuring herself when she was sure everything was in order.

After all, recently, there has been a secret organization specializing in assassinating nobles in Huttonmar, and she doesn't want her young lady to suffer some malicious harm.

"Miss, it's time for us to go, His Royal Highness the Prince of Wales' carriage has been waiting outside the villa for a long time."