The lobby of the main building of the Cavendish Manor was originally covered with ornate marble floors, and the spiral staircase was imposing, and both the glass skylights of the dome and the Roman columns used for embellishment were impeccably beautiful.

But after a hearty battle between Peter and Harrigallen, the guests and the host, it became a dangerous house.

Even the oil paintings of the original Earl Cavendish opened their eyes -

Withheld by Frey.

Tonight's banquet is to be held at the manor, and the hall will have guests passing by, and it must be properly repaired.

So Frey simply smashed the two stairs that had collapsed most of them, and he couldn't make up for them anyway.

As for the ground, workers are throwing out all the upturned earthwork and broken bricks, intending to fill it with dirt before laying out the red carpet.

Seeing Peter coming, Frey, who had been busy all morning, smiled:

"Mr. Peter, are you still used to sleeping in the castle bed?"

"Of course, if you want to enjoy it, you nobles."

Frey looked at the new Peter, amazed.

"I didn't see how amazing you looked...... I'm going to drive those ladies crazy tonight. ”

Peter was not a humble man, and nodded immediately.

"Smoke Rick Smoke."

When he didn't wear his cloak, his slightly curly black hair was revealed, and Frey stared into his eyes, hesitating for a moment.

Black hair, black eyes...

"Mistress Peter, are you really a civilian?"

Peter didn't know why he asked this, but he moved out of his previous rhetoric:

"From the countryside of the Northern Continent, if there is any place where the etiquette is not in place at night, take care of it."

"Heh, you're laughing..."

After hearing about the Northern Continent, Frey suppressed the doubts in his heart, after all, there was also a prominent bloodline there.

Maybe he's a descendant of some of the fallen nobles.

"Mistress Peter, Mademoiselle has something to talk to you about."

"Amamiya Xi? What's up. ”

Peter rejoiced, could it be that there was movement on Philippe's side?

It's not in vain that I tried my best to save you, so fast efficiency!

Frey smiled and said, "Miss is in the birdcage, what is the specific matter, you will not know until you go." ”

"Birdcage?"

"I'll show you the way."

After a few brief words with the workers cleaning the hall, Frey led Peter to the back of the manor.

The Cavendish Manor building is a castle structure in the shape of a field, and the two men pass through the hall through a long arched corridor to the central mansion.

The first and second floors of the mansion seem to be completely opened up and used as banquet halls. The banquet hall alone was the size of some of Peter's schools.

There are already a large number of maids busy in the banquet hall, after all, they have not been back for many years, and many things have to be replaced.

But even though the objects were covered with dust, along the way, the luxury of the mansion refreshed Peter's cognition again.

The Krinsian colonnades, baroque towers, and high raised triangular walls form a staggered façade line.

The staircase is hidden behind an ornate solid wood backdrop. Everywhere there are family paintings, plaster sculptures, tapestries and ornaments, each of which is priceless or full of meaning, long arched corridors stretch from the main building to the north, east and west, north and south, and there is a small garden arranged in the castle structure, with a carefully decorated oak forest, rose garden, court garden and tropical botanical garden.

After seeing Peter's looking around, Frey smiled and introduced:

"Our Cavendish family has been in the maritime trade for generations, and is the richest earl of Ron. This manor was the temporary residence of the former king when he came to Aknez for his vacation. ”

Frey wasn't a boastful person, and he didn't say half of it.

After dealing with the arms trade in the Southern Continent, the young mistress of the owner of this mansion is already one of the richest people in the country.

Even compared to the duke of the royal capital, he is not too reckless.

Passing through the back of the mansion, you will come to the back of the manor.

The rear garden, though large but quite empty, was once supposed to be a golf course, but is now covered with white snow and bare landscape trees around the estate.

However, because it is located on the top of a mountain, it is not lonely when you look at the vast sea as far as the eye can see.

The most striking feature of the back garden is a small narrow lake.

Frey led Peter to the thick ice of the lake.

"The lake has been frozen by heavy snow for the past two days, but it saves boating. There is a living water source under the lake, and there are fish on the ice, so if you are interested, you can always come to winter fishing, and the sea bass is the most fatty on a snowy day. ”

"Old Frey, have you been here for many years?"

Peter looked at his nostalgia and was slightly curious.

"Heh," Frey's tone was wistful, "my father was a gardener here, and I worked here when I was 16 years old. Before you know it, more than seventy years have passed. ”

"Turtle turtle, butler immortal."

Frey laughed heartily.

In the middle of the lake, there is a small island.

"Miss is on the island, I'll send you here, and I wish you a pleasant conversation with her."

Peter nodded, thanked the old butler, and walked alone towards the island in the middle of the lake.

On the island in the middle of the lake is a circular glass building that occupies half of the island.

But since the island itself isn't that big, the glass house is the size of a slightly larger pavilion.

There was also a small wooden pier, but there was no boat stop.

Peter followed the path to the door of the glass house.

I don't know if it's because of the improvement of his attributes, Peter now walks like a thief, quietly.

Immediately, he saw a very interesting picture.

Inside the glass house, there is a garden of irises.

For some reason, in the cold winter, these irises still bloom like a sea.

The girl sat on a swing under a big tree in the middle of this sea of purple flowers, her little feet wrapped in white cotton socks took off her shoes, curled up on her knees, and the corners of her black dress fluttered gently.

She was holding a white-washed panda doll, her face buried in the panda's belly, her expression was a little annoyed, and her small fist gently hit the panda's buttocks.

Originally, Peter's first impression of Amamiya Xi was that she was quite elegant and quiet, but she turned out to be scary with a black belly and crumbs, but she didn't expect that there would be such a girlish side now.

Bright, clean eyes seem to be twinkling stars.

"Ahem..."

Peter made a soft voice to remind her that he was coming.

When Amamiya heard the movement, she immediately got off the swing and put on her shoes, her pretty face was a little red.

She straightened the hair in front of her forehead.

"It's rude...... Mr. Peter, why don't you knock on the door before coming in......"

Peter scratched his head.

"This glass is transparent, I thought you saw me."

The girl pursed her lips, feeling a little ashamed.

She sat down at the small wooden table under the big tree, her tone a little helpless.

"Cole died this morning."