Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 210 Princess Fussac

The thought of the evening's banquet filled Audrey with an instinctive aversion. Her reluctance rose and fell like bubbles in boiling water, one bursting only to be replaced by another.

Because this banquet was organized by the royal family, it meant that the princes would also be present.

Although King George III is still young and vigorous, the struggle for the throne has already begun. The princes are all vying for the support of more members of parliament and nobles.

Among the House of Lords and the House of Commons, the wealthy Earl Hall stood out, especially since he had a daughter who was beyond compare in beauty.

"Miss, even if you don't like those princes, please be sure to maintain your manners."

Her personal maid, Anne, helped her up from the bed.

"Of course I know that."

Audrey replied.

The princes always tried to approach her, like a flock of male birds flapping their wings and showing off their bright feathers. But Audrey only found them rude and chauvinistic.

Moreover, the royal family worships the Lord of Storms, while the Earl of Hall's family worships the Goddess of Night, and the two sides have different views on the status of women.

If I were to become a prince's wife, I'm afraid even going out would become difficult, let alone attending gatherings of extraordinary individuals.
"Oh, and remember to inform Miss Cecilia that I need her as a bodyguard."

She said to her maid.

The Psychological Alchemy Society is already trying to contact her, and perhaps some of their people will be at this banquet. In this situation, she definitely needs protection.

"I will arrange for someone to notify them."

Anne asked, "Miss, which dress are you planning to wear tonight?"

As the two conversed, she attended to Audrey, leading her to the dressing room next to the bedroom. It was a spacious room filled with all kinds of dresses and a large number of exquisitely designed pieces of jewelry.

Four or five maids followed closely behind and began their work with perfect coordination. Some braided her hair, some chose accessories for her, and some did her makeup. They were busy but not chaotic, their movements swift and efficient, clearly indicating they had been doing this for a long time.

The tall, floor-length mirror, plated with expensive platinum, clearly reflected the delicate and beautiful face of the girl opposite.

Audrey looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but sigh again.

To curry favor with the royal family, she had to dress up in formal attire. This dressing process would likely take up the entire afternoon.

"Your arm is set."

In a dirty alley in the East District, Lu Ze, disguised, spoke to the workers across the street.

"Thank you so much, Missionary!"

The worker was overwhelmed with emotion as he watched his severed arm reattach itself to his body. Tears and snot streamed down his face, leaving four clean streaks on his soot-covered skin, making him look both pitiful and comical.

"Rest more for the next few days and avoid any activity."

Lu Ze said calmly, "Otherwise, the arm will fall off again. Okay, next one."

"thanks, thanks!"

The worker, tears streaming down his face, repeatedly thanked Luze. He opened his severely cracked hands, his palms blackened with coal dust, clutching a few pennies and a sole coin tightly. He wanted to give this money to Luze as a small reward for saving him.

But Lu Ze simply waved his hand, instructing his sister to forcibly push him out and welcome the next patient in. Outside the alley, even more injured people were queuing up.

The factories in Backlund are cannibalistic.

The roaring machines relish human flesh and blood, chewing up the workers' bones and blood, gleefully spewing out black smoke. Then, gleaming gold coins are sent onto the assembly line, gushing into the factory owner's pockets.

Luze didn't come to save people with any noble purpose; in the process, he was trying to play a role, trying to figure out if the shepherd's potion was related to the believers. But perhaps because he didn't spread the doctrines of the evil god to these people, the shepherd's potion made little progress.

"Alright, Cecilia. Let's go, it's about time."

After treating the last batch of trauma patients, Lu Ze said to his sister.

The two walked out of the treatment room and slowly left amidst the grateful gazes of the injured around them.

Miss Audrey had already sent word that there was a banquet tonight and his sister was needed as a bodyguard. If his sister was going, he would have to go with her in the shadows.

The two returned home, left a note for their landlady Emily, and then hired a carriage to head to Earl Hall's villa in Queens. "Welcome."

Audrey, dressed in her finest attire, smiled and spoke to them. Her golden hair was styled in an updo, and the exquisite jewels on her hands and snow-white neck shone brightly under the lights.

"Miss Audrey."

Lu Ze had already slipped into her sister's shadow, and only she spoke to the employer.

"Cecilia, would you like to change into a different dress?"

"I don't need to. That would be too conspicuous and easy to expose."

The most important thing for an assassin is to hide. If you are wearing a beautiful dress, everyone's eyes will be on you, so how can you assassinate your target?

"Oh, I see. That's such a shame."

Audrey said regretfully that the other woman was just as beautiful as herself, but she had to wear conservative and discreet clothes, and even her face was covered by a hood. It was such a pity.

Not bad, you know a lot.

Lu Ze, who was in the shadows, nodded in agreement.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the group set off. The carriage rumbled along several streets before stopping in front of a villa.

Although the banquet was hosted by the royal family, since most of the attendees were young noblemen, the venue was chosen to be a villa outside the palace to avoid making everyone feel uncomfortable.

It is said that this villa belongs to a prince.

The tall building stood majestically in the night, its interior brightly lit and resplendent. Soft, cheerful music drifted out, adding a touch of warmth to the deep night.

Lu Ze watched all of this with a cold eye.

He saw the guests chatting and laughing, and delicate bubbles rising in the pale gold champagne in the clear stemmed glasses. The glasses clinked together, making a pleasant sound.

He observed the ladies lingering elegantly and reservedly at the banquet, their fair necks adorned with expensive and exquisite jewelry, their deliberate smiles conveying a critical and scrutinizing gaze upon one another.

He saw gentlemen talking loudly, boasting about their legendary experiences, hunting, military service, and starting businesses.
As Lu Ze looked around, he couldn't help but recall the workers in the East District and the innocent girls who had been kidnapped and abused.

A buzzing, sharp ringing sound echoed in his mind. He chuckled mockingly, then suppressed his frantic thoughts.

"Miss Audrey Hall has arrived."

Audrey left the carriage with Anne's help, and immediately a servant came to greet her respectfully.

There are quite a few extraordinary people here.

Luze, hiding in the shadows, keenly sensed the presence of the lamb.

That servant, that musician, and that guy hiding in the corner. And their ranks aren't low.

Perhaps due to the presence of royalty, security at the banquet was quite tight. Although Audrey was not harassed, her sister, who was acting as a bodyguard, was required to leave her weapons behind.

As soon as Audrey entered the villa, she attracted everyone's attention. This was undoubtedly due to her family background and exquisite appearance. The unassuming hooded woman behind her was naturally overlooked.

"Audrey, you've come."

Several of her friends quickly gathered around, including Viscount Grelint.

"Sorry, it's a little late."

Audrey replied with a smile, "Fortunately, the princes haven't arrived yet."

Arriving after these organizers would have been somewhat impolite.

"Have you heard, Audrey?"

Grylint's eyes darted around, and he suddenly lowered his voice with a gossipy air, "I heard from the rumors that a princess from Fussac will also be attending with the prince."

(End of this chapter)