On Wednesday afternoon, Angel arrived at the Langdon Mansion on the West End on time and met Severia dressed up.

As she said, she was dressed in a new outfit, and even the necklace and earrings were not the same as last time.

Seeing that Angel also changed into a long green dress with lace and leg of mutton sleeves, Severia said with satisfaction:

"Very good, it seems that the housekeeper has conveyed my words in place, if you still wear that ...... last time"

"Yes, yes, you'll drive me back."

Angel reluctantly answered.

The skirt cost her another 15 pounds!

Of course, she also thought about buying a cheaper dress, but considering that she was going to a salon in a noble mansion, she gave up those clothes that cost a pound or two or even less from the beginning, and finally bought this set in a daze after a recommendation from the clerk of the clothing store.

Fortunately, this time Sevilia also seemed to have something to say that was inconvenient for the maids to hear, so she drove her personal maids to another carriage, and she and Angel sat in one alone.

As soon as she got in the car, Angel raised the issue of reimbursement for the purchase of clothing, and said that it was a task expense that should be paid for by Severia.

"What do you say? Reimbursement? ”

It was as if Severia had heard the word for the first time, not angry or surprised, but puzzled.

"It's a dress that's 20 pounds at most, right? What, only 15 pounds? The Witch of Pleasure said with a hint of disdain, "Next time you come to my place and bring a few sets of clothes back, I have a few closets that I haven't worn at all...... But you're taller than me, well, your body is not the same......"

She looked Angel up and down with a frown.

"I'm really curious about what you looked like before you became a witch, your face is so featureless, and being too tall is also a disadvantage, and you have a good figure, but it doesn't make sense to have that...... Alas, it turned out that I had to deal with Viscount Gleilint myself. ”

Seeing that the topic was getting farther and farther away, Angel hurriedly interjected:

"Reimbursement, now it's about reimbursement!"

"When the salon is over, when you go back, you can ask my butler to advance 100 pounds, well, the mission fund." Sevilia finally compromised, but then she asked in a prickly tone, "Do you have to ask her for money when you help Lady Sharon?" And as an extraordinary person in the middle sequence, why are you so short of money? ”

Angel bowed his head weakly: "It's not that I'm short of money, it's just ...... It's been a bit expensive lately. ”

"Hmph," Severia obviously didn't believe it, "you also came up from the 'assassin' and 'instigator', even if you are afraid that hurting the rich or nobles in Bakeland will easily attract the attention of the official extraordinary, even if you find a random gang to loot it, it will cost a few hundred pounds, and you can worry about this money?" ”

You should give this money......

Angel sneered.

She didn't really lack the 15, no, 35 pounds, and she had a few potion recipes in her hand, and she could make a fortune as long as she found a seller at the Extraordinary's gathering, but according to Severia, every time she went to the salon, she had to change into a new set of clothes, and she would always fall into financial crisis one day.

Fortunately, the Witch of Pleasure finally relented and agreed to the 100 pounds of mission expenses.

Angel, who solved her worries, chatted with Savelia about Beckland's afternoon tea culture and the reason why the nobles were keen on the salon, and once again reaped the merciless ridicule of the noble lady because of her poor knowledge of aristocratic culture.

Could it be that she opened her personal maid just to laugh at me?

Angel thought sadly.

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The carriage soon arrived at the Viscount Glerint's mansion in Queens, and Angel followed Severia into the hall as she had done last time, and found that the people attending the salon this time were almost indistinguishable from before, and it seemed that the Viscount had his own fixed social circle.

This is also the status quo of the Beckland social season, if there is no acquaintance to lead, there is no way to enter the upper social circle, even if there is no chance to meet.

In the center of the hall is a black piano with smooth lacquer and exquisite decorations, and a middle-aged man in a white tuxedo is playing melodious and soothing music, looking like the home of the last literary salon, a poet, a professional invited by the Viscount.

The theme of the guests' discussion also revolves around music, but it is able to skillfully combine current events, hot topics, and mutual preferences to steer the conversation in the desired direction, making Angel lament that he can only do this with the ability of instigators, and these nobles are probably instigators by nature.

As usual, Severia was courted by the male aristocrats as soon as she entered the hall, and the stars chatted in the center of the venue, but a few other guests formed a small circle of their own and did not participate.

Angel looked inquiringly, and found that among the guests was Lady Lola, whom she had met only yesterday.

The latter had also discovered her, and the two quickly intertwined their eyes, Angel was worried that the happy witch who claimed to have escaped from the "witch sect" would be discovered by Severia, so she immediately looked away, preparing to find a corner to rest for a while, and then find a chance to approach the small circle.

It's a pity that the bounty hunter today, Hugh Dilcha, did not come to the salon, which disappointed Angel a little, and she wanted to use Miss Audrey's acquaintance to get closer to the mission goal, and also take the opportunity to test who entrusted Hugh to find herself.

Just as she slipped into a corner of the room and sat down for the waiter to serve a cup of fragrant black tea, the side door of the hall opened, and Viscount Glerint entered the room with a young woman.

The guests present, including Lola and Celelia, all looked at the guests beside the viscount.

She wore a high-waisted, lace-embellished white dress, most of her long golden silky hair was tied at the back of her head, and the remaining two handfuls were draped under her ears, adding a touch of liveliness, her green eyes were like the purest gems, and her ears and neck did not wear any jewelry, but she made people feel that she herself was the most beautiful jewel.

How can there be three "pleasure witches" in this small viscount mansion?

Angel thought subconsciously, but then denied it, this woman, or a girl, her beauty is not mixed with the temptation of the witch of pleasure, but the most pure, the facial features and face shape perfectly matched, touching beauty.

As if sensing Angel's gaze, the woman's gaze swept over everyone present without a trace, and finally stayed on her for a moment.

Did she notice me? Or just recognize me as a stranger who hasn't been to a salon?

Quickly touching his fingers, Angel was relieved to find that the "Ring of Madness" was still wearing it on his fingers.

Viscount Glerint greeted the beautiful maiden with the guests, and Angel noticed that they were communicating in the order of title and importance, and the maiden seemed to be well acquainted with these social acts, saluting and greeting gracefully, intervening skillfully in the conversation, and then quietly withdrawing.

In comparison, I'm a dirt bun......

Angel remembered the joke she had almost made when she had come to the salon last time she had greeted the Viscount, and sighed in her heart.

Soon, the Viscount made contact with almost all the nobles present with the maiden, and he stayed to talk to Savilia, while the maiden looked at Angel again, smiled slightly, and walked towards her.

"Hello, is this Miss Irene?"

She pressed down on her skirt and sat down on the couch across from Angel, greeting in a sweet voice.

"Yes, you know me?"

Angel was a little curious, she was sure that she had not seen the girl before.

"I've heard Miss Hugh mention you, and she's said you're interested in the occult, and I think we'll probably have a lot to talk about."

Hugh mentioned me, and then, we're going to have a lot to talk about?

Angel thought of a possibility, and the next second, it was confirmed by the girl herself.

"First time we met, I'm Audrey Hall, and I'm here to invite you to join us in our 'Little Saloon of the Occult'."

The target of her mission, a girl named Audrey, introduces herself with a smile that melts everything.

(End of chapter)