A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 103: Obstacle (monthly ticket plus more updates)

In the spacious and comfortable carriage, the two Branson siblings sat opposite each other.

Unlike the last time they went to Kane Steelworks, the person staring out the window was Xia Dai'er, and Elon was looking at his sister with a complicated expression.

Hakimi lay on the floor mat. The rain outside the car window had subsided, and it seemed that there would be a bright sunny day at noon today.

"Dai'er, you have to learn to say no. Remember what I said, understand?"

Xia Dai'er looked out the window in silence.

The scenery kept flashing in her eyes.

The raindrops hitting the asphalt road make the outlines of the buildings look dreamy, as if nature has given this noble city a bath. The rainwater flows along the sewers among the flowers, and will not overflow onto the red brick streets, nor will it stain the heels of the ladies' shoes. Citizens only need an umbrella to quietly appreciate the magnificent rain curtain.

This is different from down the mountain. It's more embarrassing in Seville, where people just wring out their socks while complaining about the bad weather.

"Dell—" Elon poked his sister with his cane.

".what?"

"Did you hear what I said?"

Xia Dai'er pouted in dissatisfaction.

"I heard you. If he kisses me or hugs me, I must get away immediately. I can't go into a hotel or private house with him. I have to sit apart from him in the carriage. Mr. Quinn is not that kind of person."

"anything else?"

"You're testing who his father is, right? Testing, testing, testing, testing—so annoying." Xia Dai'er glared at her brother. "Is identity that important? Didn't mother and father also fall in love before getting married?"

".That's because my father is rich enough."

Elon sighed. "If our neighbor wasn't King Ron, and if the airport in Ashwell didn't have Branson's name on it, do you think Grandpa would marry his daughter to a businessman?"

He gestured with his hand to indicate the barrier between us and the nobles, "No matter how rich we are, there will always be a high wall between us landless merchants and the nobles, just like there is between merchants and commoners."

"What do you mean?"

These words made Xia Dai'er instinctively resist: "Just because there's a gap between us means we can't be together? How does that make sense?"

"It doesn't mean we can't be together."

Elon wanted to lecture his sister, but he couldn't bring himself to be harsh with her. He could only say earnestly, "How do you know he really likes you? What if he has ulterior motives? Things like this happen all the time. For example, recently, the daughter of a wealthy family in the East married a poor boy, causing the family business to lose 168 million pounds."

"Then if Mr. Quinn's father is the principal, or some important figure in the academy, he wouldn't have such ulterior motives?"

Xia Dai'er looked out the window: "I was in the cave at the time, unable to sleep all night. The goblins were screaming outside. I knew they were eating people. I was thinking about my last words."

"He was the one who saved me. He wasn't like the heroes in the books, wearing ill-fitting clothes and looking like an actor in a play. I found it strange, of course, but when he looked at me, his eyes were pure, and I knew he saved me just to save others."

"A person's quality has nothing to do with class, brother."

Elon looked at the girl who seemed to have grown up overnight and thought that it was over.

This kind of determined expression was never seen before.

"It's not a question of having ulterior motives. If his father is a prominent figure, then at least his family won't oppose you."

"Anti, what are you against me?"

"What did you say?"

Elon pinched his brow.

"I shouldn't have told you about him that day."

"The reason I agreed to go on a date with him was simply because I wanted to get to know him." Xia Dai'er snorted coldly, "Who knows if he really likes me? Even if he does, that's his business."

"You don't have any feelings for him?"

"Yeah maybe a little?"

Xia Dai'er pinched her fingers and said, "About this much."

Elon laughed angrily. How come this mouth is harder than Hakimi's teething stick?

"Hey, my friend, don't lie to me. There's something smarter than you on my neck. After he left, you stood at the door for half an hour, and you—"

"Hey!!"

Xia Dai'er was anxious, her earlobes red as she said, "Don't worry, brother! I will never be fooled by Mr. Quinn. I only pretended to be completely bewitched by him to test him. This is just part of my plan. Don't tell me. I have my own rhythm."

She has been reading these two days.

When it comes to love, Link, the First Hero, is universally recognized as a romantic savant. His love story with the four members of his team of heroes is still celebrated today. He also invented a series of globally influential customs, including the proposal cake, wedding ceremonies, and honeymoon trips.

Influenced by her brother, Xia Dai'er was very familiar with the stories of heroes. Link had used the five magical symbols "abcde" to summarize the love tips for women. As long as you master them, you can make your loved one instantly infatuated and unable to stop -

A: Do it appropriately.

B.

C: Appropriate physical contact.

D: Speak in a coquettish tone.

E: Cup size.

The girl didn't understand why the second one was empty, but because of the last one, she still plucked up the courage to wear cooler clothes.

This is a cute cake dress in macaron colors, revealing half of the calves and arms, with a headband tied on the hair, a typical Lolita style.

But if there is any coolness in it, it is the slightly wider neckline on the chest, and the deep groove of the neckline is covered with a silk bow. Although nothing is exposed, a small touch of white can be seen, which makes people imagine.

After all, Xia Dai'er is only sixteen years old and has never experienced anything in life. She is still relatively conservative in her dressing style. She doesn't even wear a dress that exposes her breasts. The scale of her outing this time is the most she has ever worn in her life.

As for the last time Quinn came to the manor and secretly wore her mother's low-cut evening dress, she had selectively forgotten it.

A bit shameful.
Seeing that her brother didn't say anything for a long time, Xia Dai'er gritted her teeth in anger, but when she remembered that she had put on full makeup before going out, she let go of her lips and asked dissatisfiedly: "What? Do you have any objections?"

Elon ignored him and said to the dog:

"Hakimi, you have to know that no brother would be happy to see his sister fall in love for the first time."

The carriage parted the rain and stopped in front of a dessert shop on Cloud Avenue. This was Quinn's chosen date spot. The shop was owned by Ron's family and had booths on the second floor, offering privacy. From there, one could see the Eye of Grindelwald in the distance and watch airships zipping through the rain.

The law enforcement officer patrolling the street immediately came trotting over with an umbrella.

Since the jewelry store robbery, the frequency and density of patrols on Cloud Avenue have more than doubled, and one or two law enforcement officers can be seen on almost every sidewalk.

The law enforcement officer saw the gold-plated Branson family crest on the carriage from a distance.

The servants' carriages also had the family crest on them, but the wealth and status symbolized by the two horses, like black clouds in the rain, said it all - it was impossible for a horse to pull someone worth less than itself. The law enforcement officer puffed out his chest and opened the door before the coachman.

Sure enough, he saw the big shot sitting inside.

"Senator Elon! Welcome to Cloud Avenue! Are you here for an inspection today?" the law enforcement officer asked with a salute.

Elon shushed him.

The girl got out of the car gracefully with her small umbrella, opened the door of the shop under the law enforcement officer's stricken gaze, and disappeared into the dessert shop.

".What are you staring at my sister for?"

After hearing Elon's cold question, the law enforcement officer realized that something bad had happened and immediately regretted why he had bothered to open the car door.

"She, she." The middle-aged man with a family was sweating profusely.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?"

".right."

Elon waved him off.

"I suddenly feel that having a beautiful sister is not a good thing. Why do you dress so exquisitely? It's like a delicious cake that will be eaten by others."

He leaned back in his chair, seemingly muttering to himself.

"Young Master——"

The driver got out of the car and asked respectfully, "Do you need me to follow you?"

If Quinn were here, he would definitely call her a bad woman.

The driver driving the brother and sister was Catherine, who was seriously injured in the Goblin Cave that day.

She looked fully recovered at this time, wearing leather coachman gloves on both hands, looking very neat.

"Are you sure you can avoid being discovered?" Elon asked with a smile.

"I am destined to be an archer. As long as I stay far away, he shouldn't be able to find me."

"I'm asking, are you sure you can avoid being discovered by the academy?" Elon looked out the window at the bustling streets. "If he's the principal's foolish son, he's definitely protected by the academy's experts. How can you, a Sequence Eight, escape arcane detection? What if Quinn harbors a grudge against the Branson family because of this? Wouldn't my sister's efforts have been in vain?"

"But what about the lady's safety if no one protects her?"

Elon sat in the empty carriage, glanced at the half-eaten teething stick on the ground, and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's go, I believe Quinn."

On the second floor of the dessert shop.

The black-painted oak wall panels and the glass lamps casting mottled warm light on the wallpaper are very Ron-style and serious decoration. The air is filled with the aroma of tea.

There weren't many customers. Those who came to drink tea and eat desserts in the morning were all housewives who had just sent their children to school. They gathered in groups of three or five and watched the waiter bring a girl who was so cute that she was a little too cute into the only private room on the second floor.

"Pink hair. Is that the Branson girl?"

"Is your name Xia Dai'er?"

"She's so beautiful! Do you think she's had plastic surgery? I heard that the new technology in the East can make noses taller."

"Wait, there seems to be a man in that private room, right?"

“Eh?!——”

In the box, Quinn, who arrived half an hour early, met Xia Daier who came for the appointment.

"Hello, Mr. Quinn."

"good morning."

Quinn paused, "It's beautiful."

After saying that, without waiting for Xia Dai'er to reply, he stuffed a gold pound into the waiter beside him as a tip.

"For the next half hour, no, for the next hour, we don't need to take any orders or be served. Please don't come in and disturb us, okay?"

The waiter gave a look that said "I understand" and looked at the bewildered girl beside him. He said enviously, "I understand."

He remembered to close the door when he left.

Quinn was even more straightforward and locked the door directly.

Then he drew the curtains again.

Now Xia Dai'er was confused.

"Mr. Quinn, what are you going to do?"

"It's important."

Quinn placed his hands on her shoulders, and the girl's body softened, and she was pushed into a sitting position on the chair.

The two were very close to each other.

“It’s about our whole lives.”

"One by one, one by one?"

"Time is running out, listen to me. Do you remember the search by the Holy See when you entered the city last time? They sent people here again, and I hope you can be a witness for me and hinder their investigation—"

"Isn't it too fast to do it?!"

The girl blushed and didn't dare to look at him.

"At least. Find a room with a bed."

Quinn was frowning. What are you thinking about, you little bitch?
(End of this chapter)