"Madame, Mrs. Dermot, they have arrived."

"I already know, I'll tell you to come back later."

In the bedroom of the Administrator's Residence in Carmarytown, Samont leaned against Mrs. Rydelman, and the two looked out the window. The burgundy carpet was littered with their clothes.

"It's almost okay, I'll go to see the guests later, there are a lot of love veterans here, and it's not good to be seen through later."

"It's a pity, I hope you can be happy this time."

"Of course, no wonder Ortel likes to let you come in, you should be ready to come here again later."

The maid outside, who was not too old, listened to the voice inside, and stood here with a red face, waiting for the next order.

Hermione followed the group into the Administrator's mansion, surrounded by high walls, and the houses inside had been renovated into a new style of masonry. The main entrance in the middle has a few carved stripes in the classical style, and rows of neatly symmetrical windows are inlaid on the yellow-pink walls. The greenery on both sides of the road is well-trimmed, and the moon that clings to the arch also blooms pink and white.

Hermione followed Mrs. Dermot to the backyard venue, where the interior was furnished in addition to the standard banquet hall and living room... It is estimated that there is nothing new either.

In the courtyard at the back, the small court according to the size written by Hermione has also been prepared, and the grass under the badminton is embedded with regular thin strips of stone to form a prismatic grid, so as not to directly step on the grass above, and the tennis ball can only be replaced by a hard ground, which is more abrupt. There is no way in this world without plastic, and Roselle can't find anything.

There was also a pool in the middle of the lawn with a white female statue with wings, and water flowed from the mouth of the water bottle she was holding. More than a thousand years later, these guys are still the same fun-seeking urine.

On the grass behind them lay long tables with white tablecloths, and the canopy of several large trees left a cool place for the place. Quite a few people had already arrived, and the waiters and maids were also preparing with plates.

Hermione walked over and found a small goal behind the grass wall on the side of the road, simply nailed out of wood. Serve with a brown net. Push it out and kick it on the lawn inside.

Next to the long white table, people in gorgeous clothes were talking here in twos and threes, and Hermione also saw that she was holding the girl in the church before, she was next to a fairly handsome man in his 30s, and talking to a middle-aged man with gray hair and a somewhat fat body opposite.

"Mrs. Dermot, why didn't you see Geisler here?"

Charles Jacobi, who was a little thin and pale, brought Almiron and Zolilia, Geisler's business partners, with him.

The lady Almiron next to him was wearing a peacock blue dress, with a cinched waist, fair skin, and a few strands of curly hair falling on both sides of her forehead just to match her hairstyle. Zolia wore a light yellow lace trimmed tunic dress, revealing a large area of snow white on her chest, youthful and mature and charming, looking very bold.

"He went to Langeburg to negotiate the export share, Charles, why didn't you go."

"I've been feeling less lately and haven't asked too much about these things. Who is this lady? ”

Charles noticed Hermione beside Dermot, who was slightly obscured by the white veil of her top hat, but still invisibly became the center of attention, and the red hair contrasted strongly with the faint bellflower blue.

"Mr. Charles, you can call me Marple Austin when we first meet."

Hermione looked at Almiron, who was ruddy and plump, and then at Charles in front of her, and saluted. 'No wonder you look so weak, you should find a pharmacist to treat you, there is clearly something wrong with your wife. ’

"It turned out to be Ms. Austin, you have a great idea, I looked at the design of your ball games, and it is very suitable for my people to exercise."

"Dad, you should exercise more, he... Sister Austin's soccer is fun, she can kick the ball far into the goal. ”

Zolia also came to play a few times, and she was quite familiar with Hermione, and Hermione also asked her to change her name to Marple Austin, calling her by her real name, I was afraid that she would have to recruit Tatiana.

Hermione hadn't seen Tatiana for a long time, but she was a little unaccustomed to it, and she always felt like she was watching her somewhere, squatting like the sixth child, waiting for an opportunity, and surprise herself.

"What are you talking about, so that I can get involved?"

The man who was with the woman Hermione had seen in the church walked over, and the woman followed him. A middle-aged man with gray hair next to him was walking with him.

"Can you tell me your name, this beautiful lady? My name is Fallon Miller. ”

With that, he bowed to Hermione with his right hand on his chest.

"Hello Mr. Fallon, my name is Marple Austin." Hermione felt that the person in front of her was a little frivolous, looking at the stupid son of the landlord who should have a mine at home, and also brought the adopted lover to the formal occasion.

The women recognized Hermione as well, smiling at each other. The Dermot people beside him were obviously a little unhappy, and they took Hermione's hand and tugged slightly.

The middle-aged man with some gray hair also opened his mouth to introduce himself

"It turned out to be Ms. Austin, and you are undoubtedly the most beautiful lady I have ever seen. My name is Luc Medel, and I am not as conspicuous as young people when I am old. ”

"That's just Mr. Medel can exercise and keep himself in shape, but you have to warm up in advance, otherwise you can easily strain." Hermione called his last name directly, after all, Luc could find a bunch of the same name in this place.

"I'll forget about the old bones, let's go up with you young people!"

"Ms. Austin, your idea is indeed very good, and when the time comes, remember to come to the inauguration ceremony of the Camary Town Football Club, we hope to exchange ideas with you." Fallon also interjected at the right time, and his lover's female companion watched from behind with great interest, and some of the rules were still left.

It seems that these are all people with heads and faces in this area, Hermione saw a middle-aged woman with a somewhat fat body coming in the distance, gorgeously dressed, Haidell went over to bring her, it should be his wife.

"Did you train 11 guys so quickly, there are 11 other guys, injuries, training all these things have to be considered."

"Let's try it first and see how it works, this time for 60 minutes. You can watch the game together in a few days, and the simple venue is ready. Also, I heard that Ms. Austin is good at all sports, can I have the pleasure of asking you about it? ”

Fallon didn't continue to talk about it, but Hermione didn't mind giving him a little half-time lob shock. Mrs. Dermot beside her had been keeping her face strained and the corners of her mouth were raised, and the left hand holding Hermione's right hand had already revealed her emotions and was tightly clamped.

"Mr. Fallon, next time, my current clothes are not very convenient, and running in a skirt is not what a lady should be."

"It's my recklessness, it's better to find a time." Fallon's eyes were fixed on Hermione's white veil, and the female companion next to her noticed Mrs. Dermot's frozen eyes, wanting to remind but not daring to move.

"Mr. Fallon, is this your new wife?" Mrs. Dermot interrupted Fallon's conversation.

"Mrs. Dermot, I heard that you haven't been in good spirits lately, and it seems that you are okay now. And Hans is here, too, and you can definitely go to Marcy Theological Seminary. This is a girl I know in East Pool, her name is Lucy Vienna, and she's traveling with me. ”

Fallon then turned his attention back to Hermione's Demott and his party, just now he did lose some of his temper, or the charm of the woman in front of him was too high, making his fragile mind out of control.

Lucy, who was behind him, also saluted the crowd, squatting down slightly and smiling. The light blonde hair looked crystal clear in a few rays of sunlight through the shade of the trees, the melon seed face, gray-green eyes, thin lips, and the whole face retained some girlish innocence, but also with maturity; Dressed in a goose yellow tunic dress, she also has a snow-white shirt on her chest, but with a higher collar.

"Looks like you've found a nice companion, Lord Miller should like it, and I'll go back and see it when I'm free." Mrs. Dermot just wanted to be polite and finish the conversation with Fallon at the moment, or he would pester Hermione again.

"I have my own sense of proportion, so I don't have to bother you to worry about it." Fallon didn't pay much attention to it, and was going to continue talking to Hermione.

Just when the atmosphere of the conversation was a little delicate, Medel also came here with a lady who was about the same size, and Dermot and Madame Medel hugged each other face to face, which was the etiquette between acquaintances.

"I haven't seen you in a while, Dermot/Martina.

Later, Hermione also met Medel's wife, Martina Medel, and her first impression of Hermione was that she had watched the British drama before, and the little chubby protagonist Mom.

looks amiable, although age betrays the body, but that reassuring and intimate temperament is still there.

"Ms. Austin? The first time we met, you were very beautiful, you can come and sit at my house when you have time, I believe my children will love you. ”

After she finished speaking, the three sisters and brothers of the Medel family appeared behind her, and they greeted everyone in turn and knew each other, the eldest sister looked like she was 16 years old and about the same age as Groel, the second sister looked like she was 12 years old, and the younger brother was older than Hans.

Hermione rarely saw a normal and happy family, and almost cried in this pile of cheaters. When Mrs. Dermot saw the arrival of her old friend, she could pull away and go to another place to talk, away from the annoying Fallon.

"Go play by yourselves."

Mrs. Dermot asks Adele to take Hans and the three Medel siblings to play, and it's up to them what they want to play.

"Are you all here so fast?"

Madame Altel also came here, she was wearing a red and white striped dress, a middle-aged man with two mustaches on her upper lip by her side, wearing a black suit, looking shrewd and capable, with a bit of nobility, he should be Altel's husband, Baron Lowry.

Hermione wondered why there were so many people at today's small banquet, and the hostess, Kalou Wagner, was not there, and the hostess was not there.

"Ms. Austin? Very charismatic young man. When we first met, I was Lorry von Lange. ”

"Hello, Baron Lori." It seems that this baron is also a man with a head and a face in Faro.

"I'd love to talk to you a little longer, but there are some things that don't wait for anyone, Medel, Fallon, Charles, let's go talk to Cecil first!"

Baron Lori took the two of them and went to the table in the distance to talk to the man who was constantly looking at him.

"Would you like to change your outfit and have fun? Radleman doesn't have a shortage of clothes here. Altel spoke to the rest of the ladies, who were at home as if they were at home.

"Yes! I'm going to change my clothes first. Zolia was bored with these conversations and couldn't interject herself.

"Let's wait a minute! Don't even see Radleman now? ”

Mrs. Dermot wondered why the Lord hadn't come for so long. Altel looked at the house in front of him thoughtfully, the corners of his mouth rose, and Almiron, who didn't speak much, looked at Altel's smile and understood.

The white door of the house opened, and out came a mature woman in a green velvet dress, quite a noblewoman, and the maid took a child to join Hans's group at play.

"I'm sorry, everyone, something happened that happened and I'm only going to deal with it now, I hope you can have fun."

Rydelman lifted the wide skirt and bowed in apology, her brown and black curls tied into a popular hairstyle, and she wore some jewelry so that it would not look too tacky, and her face was ruddy.

Hermione noticed that she was excited, her spirit was orange-red, and the smell of hormones could not hide from her. It seems that it is a couple of minotaurs again, but the subject doesn't know who it is. You wouldn't just be somewhere in the house watching your group cheating, right? It's fun, it's exciting.

Hermione, who was half a head taller than them, easily became the center of attention with her outstanding looks, and at this moment she looked at the late Mrs. Radleman, which made the other party a little uncomfortable.

"He... Ms. Austin, do I have anything on my face? ”

"It's nothing, Mrs. Radleman, you look good today and have a good temperament."

"Really? Thank you for the compliment. Mrs. Radleman touched her cheek, a little shy.

Hermin was pulled by his right hand again, and said in his heart, Mrs. Dermot, why are you jealous of your best friend? You look good too.

"Let's go sit down, I've seen you've been standing for a long time, especially Almiron, haven't you been walking unsteadily lately?"

After Altel finished speaking, he sat down with everyone around the prepared small round table, and Mrs. Rydelman was about to talk to the other guests and left the place.

"Mom, I'm going to play too, it's so boring here." Zolilia finally couldn't take it anymore, and picked up her skirt and ran to join Hans's group of kickers, and the lady or something went to the side first.

"Then you remember to change into sports clothes, what kind of body will it become?"

Almiron said a few words and asked the attendant maid to watch quickly.

Hermione, who sat down, kept smiling, she also wanted to join the kicking army, although she was wearing low-top high heels on her feet, but it shouldn't be bad under the control of her own strength!

After that, most of the conversation was about Hermione, especially when Altel wanted to find out about Hermione's ancestors for three generations, and they only knew that Hermione was from Intis.

"Why don't you play tennis? Especially you, Martina, you have to exercise more, and if you don't maintain your charm, Medel will have to go to the states of Marcy to pick up a lover and come back like Fallon. ”

I don't know why Ortel is so positive, most of the time she is talking about it.

Martina replied with an embarrassed smile. "I'm sure Luc isn't that kind of person, I'll just watch you play."

"That's right, me and He... Ms. Austin plays badminton together, Ortel you play tennis with Almiron, Martina you come and count everyone. ”

Mrs. Dermot pulled Hermione up and went straight to change her clothes and get ready, but it wasn't in her own way to talk anyway.