Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 36 Opera House

Uncle Gregor stayed behind to continue discussing the divorce, while sisters Kingsley and Evonne accompanied Carl to look at houses.

This is a two-story house built with a mixture of brick and wood.

The walls have been specially reinforced, and the doors are mostly arched. The flying beam design gives the house a light and refined feel.

The building is divided into seven rooms, with living quarters upstairs and guests downstairs. Each room is very spacious, including the bedrooms.

The kitchen and dining area are located near the entrance to facilitate the preparation and distribution of food and drinks.

The living room is located in the center of the house.

Upstairs, besides the bedroom, there is also a walk-in closet, which can be converted into a small chapel or laboratory.

There is another washroom, which is divided into two parts: an outer part for washing and an inner part for using the toilet, separated by a folding door.

Overall, the house has a reasonable layout, but it lacks human presence and is incomplete with furniture, making it feel quite desolate, as it has been uninhabited for a long time.

in addition,

Wooden houses also have their drawbacks.

Due to the age of the building and damage from insects and ants, many of the wooden piles have rotted. If one wants to move in properly, some effort will be required for repairs, which is quite expensive and also seriously affects the selling price.

"There is also a storage room underground. Due to the design, the ventilation is poor, so remember to ventilate it before going in."

Kingsley showed Carl around:

"How is it?"

"very good."

Carl nodded:

"I am very satisfied."

He was more satisfied with the small courtyard, which was over 100 square meters, than with the house, where he could rest at any time.

Every time he returned from the gloomy Black City, the thing he wanted to do most was to bask in the sun and warm up.

Moreover, the separate courtyard makes it convenient to transport goods.

As for other shortcomings, they were insignificant to him; as a wizarding apprentice, he had plenty of ways to overcome them.

"I'm satisfied."

Kingsley smiled:

"Let's sign the contract then. Forty gold coins. I never knew you had such a large inheritance."

heritage!

Carl explained his wealth by saying that his grandfather had specifically left him an inheritance at Mountbatten Bank.

As for whether others believe it or not...

Believe it or not.

"After buying the house, I'm penniless," Carl remarked, feigning sentimentality.

"Pay ten gold coins upfront, and the remainder within a month."

"No problem." Kingsley waved his hand.

"You're my cousin, I trust you that much."

She seemed quite pleased, after all, forty gold coins far exceeded the value of the house.

As for the sadness that comes with divorce...

She would only be grateful to have regained her freedom and would be eager to break free from the marriage.

"Ivenny".

After the contract was signed, just as the two women were about to board the carriage and leave, Karl remembered something and extended an invitation to Evonne:

"Do you have time tonight? A friend of mine is performing at the Wim Opera House today. Would you like to come with me?"

"what!"

Evonne's face lit up with elation at first, then she looked at Kingsley, thought for a moment, and shook her head slightly with a regretful expression:

"I want to stay with my sister."

My sister got divorced, and there are many things to take care of at home. Even if we don't need her help, she can't play by herself.

"Yes," Carl said, indicating his understanding.

"Then we'll get together again sometime."

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"Pancakes! Pancakes for a penny!"

"Fish and chips, candied fruit, on sale at a bargain price..."

"..."

At the entrance of the Wim Opera House, stalls crowded the road, and the cries of vendors rose and fell.

Theater staff had to shout and shove to barely clear a passage.

After getting off the carriage, Karl followed the flow of people toward the ticket gate when suddenly someone tugged at his sleeve.

"Karl!"

"Hmm." Karl turned around, looking surprised.

"Commander Diana, what... what's with that outfit?"

As the eldest daughter of Viscount Sassoon, Dinah was not short of money, and her clothes were naturally exquisite and gorgeous.

Today is different.

The linen corset was dull in color and patched, the cloth boots on her feet were covered in mud, and her headscarf was very simple.

Her beautiful features were also covered by plaster, and at first glance she looked no different from the lower-class women on the street.

It's no wonder Karl didn't recognize him at first, but this outfit was clearly intentional.

He suddenly realized:

"Are you conducting a survey?"

Recently, Dinah has rarely appeared at the police station, reportedly because she is fully investigating the mummified corpse case.

Unfortunately, it doesn't receive much support.

The people in the patrol office all come from wealthy families and have no shortage of food and drink. How many of them are willing to take risks and risk their lives?

"Um."

Diana remained expressionless.

"You should have concert tickets on you, right? I'll pay you double the price. Sell them to me; I need to go in."

"Sir," Karl shook his head.

"Concerts require neat attire. With your current outfit, even if you have a ticket, you might not be able to get in."

He then took out two tickets and gestured to them:

Let's go!

Diana raised an eyebrow, then gave a soft hum, wiped her face, and took off her headscarf to let her long hair fall loose.

Through her simple intervention, although her clothes were still worn out, her entire demeanor was transformed.

Especially the radiance emanating from her exquisite features completely overshadowed everything else.

Stepping forward, Diana took Karl's arm, leaned her body closer to him, and walked side by side, looking like a loving couple.

"Please come in, both of you."

The ticket inspector checked the tickets, his gaze lingered briefly on Diana, and then he gestured for her to leave.

It's not uncommon for wealthy men to bring their mistresses to upscale places, and these mistresses are often of very high quality.

The men were a bit stingy; they wouldn't even buy a decent outfit for us when we came to the theater.

The strange looks did not move Diana. After entering the theater, she immediately let go and distanced herself from Karl, who was immersed in the soft experience.

Thanks this time, I'll treat you to drinks sometime.

After a polite remark, without waiting for Karl's reply, Diana slipped into the crowd and disappeared.

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The members of the Barrow Singing Group gave a great performance, and the singers' voices were clear, bright, and extremely penetrating.

The music surged like a tidal wave, each note seemingly alive, leaping and swirling in the air, striking straight to the heart.

Even with such a wonderful performance, some people were still distracted.

A corner of the theater.

"Three gold coins?"

A beautiful woman exclaimed in a low voice:

"Why has the price gone up again?"

"With goods in short supply, price increases are not unusual," a man in a long robe scoffed upon hearing this, speaking slowly.

"Of course, you don't have to buy it."

"Three gold coins are far too expensive," the woman said, her face showing distress.

"I've already spent nearly fifty gold coins on you. Could you give me a discount this time?"

"I said..." the man said indifferently.

"You don't have to buy it."

?

The woman's expression changed as she struggled, finally letting out a helpless sigh:

"I'll buy it."

As he spoke, he took out his exquisite money pouch, from which he took out a gold coin and twenty gold pounds and handed them over.

"Is the goods correct?"

"When did you miss it?" The man borrowed the money, a smile finally appearing on his face, and then handed over a porcelain bottle:

"Same as always, three drops at a time, once a week."

"clatter!"

Just then, a hand suddenly reached out from the darkness and grasped the porcelain bottle.

Diana's figure appeared:

"So, this is what they call the purification potion?"

"You..." The man's expression changed, and then he suddenly darted out as if his feet were on springs.

"Trying to escape?"

Diana snorted coldly:

"Do you think you can escape?"

(End of this chapter)