In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Chapter 193 Pleasant Cooperation

Anno did not accept Harley's offer of employment.

However, he didn't refuse to help Harley, since the two were barely friends, and Harley had unintentionally helped Anno before.

Harley will obtain the blueprints for the specific structure of the clothes from Anno through purchase.

The two chatted for a while and finalized the basic cooperation model. The specific details still need to be discussed between Harley's friend, who is also the real owner of the tailor shop, and Anno.

The two talked for a long time, and finally, as dusk approached, Anno escorted Harley to the gate of his mansion.

Harley seemed fairly happy, and turned to Anno with a slight bow: "Thank you, Lawrence."

Anno responded with a smile: "It's nothing, Miss Harley. Chatting with you has also given me a lot of ideas."

Although Harley had no formal art training, she had a refined taste in beauty and inspired Anno with many ideas.

"Then, I will be here again tomorrow, waiting for you and your friends to arrive so that we can discuss a more specific cooperation plan."

"See you tomorrow then." Harley gave a slight bow and retreated to the carriage.

"See you tomorrow." Anno waved.

As the carriage drove away, Anno sighed.

Harley is very smart. Talking to smart people can be easy at times and exhausting at others.

He looked up at the sky, which was already half-black, appearing so mysterious and profound.

Butler Ruslan appeared at the door: "Master, it's time for dinner."

"Understood, Ruslan." Anor pulled up her collar, turned, and went into the house.

……at night.

Anno sat on her rooftop, looking at the twinkling starry sky without a moon, with a candle beside her.

Manrio looked at Anno, who was gazing at the starry sky in silent contemplation, and quietly sat down beside him.

For Manrio, all he needs to do is follow in Anno's footsteps.

Anno rescued him from the abyss, provided him with food, clothing, shelter, and even taught him the skills he needed to survive.

Manrio's thoughts were simple: he didn't know how to repay him; he only knew that being by Anno's side and following his orders was already perfect.

Anno lowered his head and began to scribble and draw on the paper.

The freedom that Anno sought was actually simpler than the freedom that Harley sought.

That is, just do what you want to do.

He saved Manrio because he wanted to, and he helped Harley, who had helped him before, by helping her get rid of her parents and giving her business advice.

What he was drawing on the paper wasn't a drawing, but a piece of clothing.

Do what you want to do without delay—that's Anno's "freedom."

Anno sat under the night sky, designing until midnight.

……

the next day.

Harley arrived early with her friend, who was also the tailor shop owner.

The store manager looked young, probably in his early twenties, but he appeared cautious and prudent.

She looked a little nervous.

“Harley, what kind of person is Mr. Lawrence?” At the entrance of the Lawrence mansion, Verona van der Leyer, the tailor shop owner, pulled Harley back as she was about to go in and knock on the door, and asked in a low voice, “I don’t know much about etiquette, will I seem rude?”

Harley comforted Verona, "Don't worry, Verona, Mr. Lawrence is very easygoing."

“Uh, well… okay then.” Ferrona still looked a little stiff and awkward, swallowing hard as she looked at Anno’s luxurious mansion.

She is the daughter of a maid in the Orvis family. She has known Harley since childhood, and although they have kept in touch after she married and moved out, they still maintain contact.

That's why Harley decided to run away from home and seek refuge with this older sister.

Harley's attitude towards servants was completely different from that of other noble ladies, so Verona cherished this relationship very much.

Recently, Ferrona's tailor shop has been experiencing a decline in income and financial difficulties, so Harley offered to help find a solution and eventually found Anno.

“Miss Harley, madam, the master is waiting for you in his office on the second floor.” Butler Luslan appeared at the door and led Harley and Ferrona to the door.

“Thank you, sir.” Harley gave a polite smile.

"You're welcome." Luslan extended a hand. "Please follow me."

Ruslan led the way, and the two followed behind. Ferrona appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, she was cautiously observing her surroundings.

Anno didn't sell some of his particularly favorite works, so he hung them on both sides of the corridor. Combined with the luxurious decorations, the entire mansion was filled with an elegant and artistic atmosphere.

Ruslan knocked on the office door and then stood aside.

Harley and Ferrona entered Anno's office.

Anno was sitting behind the large table: "Hello, Miss Harley and this lady." Miss is a term of address for unmarried women, and lady is a term of address for married women.

"Hello, Lawrence." Harley smiled and sat down on the sofa.

Anno nodded: "Please have a seat."

He stood up from behind his desk, holding a stack of papers in his hand.

"How should I address you, madam?"

"Hello, Mr. Lawrence, you can call me Ferrona." Ferrona was a little flustered.

“Okay, Ms. Verona.” Anno placed a stack of papers in front of Harley and Verona. “The basis of our cooperation is my ability. This is my work from last night. Please take a look.”

Harley's eyes sharpened instantly. She picked up the design sketches drawn by Anno and looked at them with Ferrona.

First, there's a preview image of the finished product. It seems to be themed around the night sky, transitioning from deep blue to black from top to bottom, and adorned with numerous jewel-like decorations, resembling stars, hanging on the garment.

As always, it features a voluminous back design with flowing ribbons that can travel a long distance, allowing both legs to be exposed, and even incorporating elements of men's high heels.

"A brilliant design," Harley exclaimed.

"That's good." Anno smiled appropriately and nodded.

"Is it difficult for you to make dresses like these?" Anno asked.

Cooperation tests the strength of both parties. Now that he has demonstrated his strength, it's Harley and the others' turn to show it.

Harley and Verona exchanged a glance: "No problem."

Very confident.

Both of them had learned tailoring and other skills since they were young, and as long as Anno could provide design drawings, they were confident that they could make the clothes into actual products.

"So, it's a pleasure working with you?" Anno stood up and extended a hand.

Harley nudged Verona with her elbow.

"Ah, it's a pleasure to work with you." Ferrona realized what was happening, gave Lawrence's hand a quick shake, and then let go.

The cooperation agreement has been formally reached.

…………

Faraway Naples.

The ship is docked at the port.

The sailors are unloading cargo, carrying it box by box.

Inside the ship's warehouse, a pair of eyes glowed red.

Behind every pair of eyes are ten, even a hundred, identical eyes.

squeak-

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Chapter 194 Black and Blue Night Dress

“By the way, Miss Harley, my teacher and I are planning to hold a joint art exhibition to showcase some of the latest works from our two studios,” Anno suddenly said.

Harley blinked her beautiful burgundy eyes.

“I think this is an opportunity.” Anno gently twirled the ends of her hair with her fingers.

When he's thinking or has a new idea, he always likes to knead something.

"Lawrence, you mean..." Harley was still immersed in the design drawings she had just seen.

"There is still more than a month until the exhibition, and many important people will be there."

"So, do you understand now?"

Harley nodded.

Anno meant that she should wear a dress designed by Anno and attend the art exhibition in her finest attire.

This is propaganda.

"Do you still have that outfit from two years ago?"

"I left it at home, I didn't bring it," Harley said with an awkward laugh.

I was so angry at the time that I ran away in a hurry.

The two sat for a while longer before returning home with the design drawings Anno had given them.

Anno watched the carriage disappear at the end of the road and couldn't help but smile.

Manrio followed Anno and whispered, "Teacher, that lady didn't pay."

"It's alright, I'll give it to you later." Anuo turned around and walked into the studio.

Manlio scratched the back of his head. Why was the teacher so sure that he would give it to him later?

…………

A month is enough time to get a lot done.