The fairy maid cheers for her deceased master today.

Angel's intuition might be inaccurate, but Elena was certain of it.

Elena nodded. "They definitely weren't telling the truth."

Since both of them said so, there must be a reason.

Then Ax turned to the applicants: "Thank you, everyone, we still need to consider it."

After the job applicants left, Ex asked Elena in a low voice, "What did you say?"

"The first person's hands are shaking; what is he afraid of?" Elena whispered, analyzing. "The second person's glasses are new, and he's not used to wearing them, constantly adjusting them, which means he doesn't really need them. The third person…"

Irene hesitated for a moment, then said, "Her clothes look decent, but the fabric is wrong; it's not the kind of material a true nobleman would use."

Irene had genuine, long-term contact with aristocratic ladies.

Honesty and integrity are essential qualities for running a workshop, and these applicants clearly lack these qualities.

"Looks like we don't have a suitable candidate today." AX looked around and sighed. "Let's come back another day."

"But Master, it will still take a lot of time to come again next time, won't it?" Angel asked, looking up with worry in her blue eyes.

Ex gently ruffled her hair: "Don't worry, we'll find it. Don't be too concerned. There are more suitable operators than Pikachu on the street. We'll find it sooner or later."

"Why?"

What is Pikachu?

However, Angel had already gotten used to X occasionally spouting a few words she couldn't understand, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Just as they were about to leave the market, a well-dressed real estate agent hurriedly caught up with them. His exquisite attire contrasted sharply with his surroundings, clearly indicating that he was a professional agent who specialized in serving the wealthy.

"Sir Moore! Wait a moment!" the intermediary said breathlessly, "I heard you were looking for workshop operators, and I've found the perfect candidate!"

Ax stopped, somewhat surprised. "How do you know my name?"

The agent smiled slightly: "In London's workshop circles, Sir Moore's Miracle Workshop is a household name. Your exquisite mechanical skills and unwavering pursuit of quality have made you the object of many aristocratic ladies' affections."

Is a workshop that has only been open for two days really that famous?

X realized he might have underestimated Elena's abilities. At least, Miracle Workshop had already gained some recognition among the noble ladies.

However, X was instinctively wary of talented people who came to him for help.

"So, what's so special about the person you found?"

"Of course!" the agent replied confidently. "She has worked in several noble workshops and is very experienced. Moreover, as a fairy, her attention to detail and pursuit of quality are unmatched."

It was actually a fairy.

This was unexpected by Ax.

AX thought for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, take us to see her."

■

London sunlight streamed through the glass dome of the job market, gilding the bustling crowd with a golden hue.

X sat on an oak bench by the market, tapping his fingers lightly on his knees, his eyes cautiously scrutinizing the fairy who had offered himself up.

She wore a light purple dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the breeze, her pointed ears trembled slightly, and her long golden hair shimmered with a captivating light in the sunlight.

This is the fairy introduced by the agent.

Judging from her attire alone, this fairy is no ordinary being. This kind of aesthetic sense is not something an ordinary fairy could possess.

"Which workshops have you worked in before?"

"Ax asked, his voice carrying the politeness and restraint characteristic of nobles," he said. "Even a fallen noble is still a noble."

"Oh, dear Sir, I worked for three years in the Duke of Windsor’s private workshop and then for two years in the Royal Jewellery Shop at Buckingham Palace."

The fairy gracefully curtsied, her blue eyes sparkling with confidence.

"I have to say, the working environment there was suffocating. Everyone was so reserved that you had to be careful even when you were breathing."

Angel instinctively hid behind X, peeking out her little head with curiosity in her blue eyes.

She had never seen such an elegant fairy, whose speech carried the air of high society, each syllable like a meticulously crafted work of art.

Elena stood to the side, hands on her hips, her emerald ponytail swaying gently in the breeze, clearly wary of the fairy's self-recommendation: "So, what are your insights into workshop management?"

"manage?"

The fairy chuckled softly, her voice as clear and melodious as a silver bell.

"My dear, the workshop is not just about management, but an art. Just like hosting a perfect tea ceremony, it requires exquisite tea sets, the perfect temperature, and most importantly—guests who know how to appreciate it."

She waved her arms gracefully, as if conducting a symphony. "The same goes for workshops. They need exquisite craftsmanship, an elegant environment, and discerning aristocratic customers who know how to appreciate them."

Axe noticed that every movement she made conformed to the etiquette standards of high society—her fingers were slightly bent, her wrists were kept at an elegant angle, and even the curve of her smile was just right.

Such near-perfect manners are extremely rare, even in social situations.

Ex couldn't help but glance at Elena. Elena was a fairy who had come into contact with high society, so she knew a little about the rules.

Seeing that Elena had no objection, X continued to ask questions.

How do you view the relationship between your workshop and your customers?

"Hmm...relationship?"

The fairy tilted her head slightly, her golden hair falling over her shoulders, shimmering in the sunlight.

“Of course, it’s about mutual respect. Nobles like to be flattered, but they appreciate sincerity even more. Like when I worked at the Royal Jewellery Shop at Buckingham Palace, the Duchess would always say—” she mimicking the tone of high society, “‘My dear, your craftsmanship is truly amazing. But please don’t overpraise me, or it will make me feel like you’re just being polite.’”

Angel couldn't help but tug at X's sleeve and whispered, "Master, she's so amazing!"

Ex looked at the fairy thoughtfully and nodded to himself.

She not only possesses extensive experience, but also unique insights and a distinctive personality. Most importantly, she knows how to navigate high society, which is exactly what Miracle Workshop needs.

Connecting with high society is the fastest way to make money.

Seeing that Angel had been completely moved, X turned to Elena.

"Elena, what do you think?"

"Sir, I think... she shouldn't just call you 'darling' so casually; it's inappropriate."

So that's what you're concerned about!

However, this elegant blonde vixen gently raised her hand to cover her mouth and chuckled:

"Don't worry, darling, I'll use a more proper form of address. Right, Sir?"

Appropriate, polite, and elegant.

"I must warn you, my mechanical workshop is a small place. Are you really willing to join our Miracle Workshop?"

“Of course, Sir.” The fairy gave an elegant bow. “I look forward to working with you. By the way, my name is Sophie.”

"Yes, I just heard it from the agent."