Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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Find someone? Who to look for?

You look like a very powerful extraordinary person. The person you are looking for must not be an ordinary person, right? Me, I have been living normally in Utopia without even establishing any interpersonal relationships. Why did I suddenly get involved in such an incredible thing...

Everett swallowed, and when he clearly realized that escaping was useless, his mind quickly began to recall what the teacher had handed over:

"As an ancient extraordinary family, we have been exposed to extraordinary things earlier, and the probability of encountering extraordinary events that exceed our own abilities is also higher."

"If you find yourself involved in an extraordinary incident that is beyond your capabilities, you must remember to stay calm. Don't listen too much, don't talk too much, and don't think about information you shouldn't know. But think more deeply and do everything you can to escape. .Besides, if things come to a worst, you...must try to leave a record."

He looked at the indifferent and calm young man in front of him with fear, and his brain was working rapidly, thinking about how to deal with it.

Don't ask - although he seems to be younger than yourself, you must not be curious about his identity, and it is best not to know the information of the person he is looking for - if his target is a divine being , maybe when you learn the identity and real name of the other party, you will also be informed. Don't talk too much to avoid possible revenge.

Don't think too much...

Everett turned his head and glanced at the proprietress who was still sitting behind the counter. The proprietress was checking the cabinets and seemed to be counting the items. After feeling his gaze, Tracy asked in a soft voice: "Is there anything else you want to buy? Something?"

This sentence reminded him, and he quickly pretended to continue selecting items, looking around and thinking nervously, using the action of selecting items to give himself buffer time.

Everett's eyes swept over the various small objects in front of him. There were bracelets made of beads and metal pendants of the same color, necklaces made of polished animal teeth and bones, and many other common items. Interesting little thing. But his mind was no longer on buying souvenirs. After hastily picking out a small souvenir for his parents and teacher, he had no clue.

"That's all."

He secretly glanced at the silver-haired boy and found that he didn't show any impatience.

The worst case scenario won’t happen... not to mention that there was that mysterious "fully automatic wishing machine" just now. If it can really fulfill my wish, then I can at least get home alive and get some pocket money... …he took courage and whispered:

"...and the painting just now, please pack it up for me and send it to Trier in Intis, Abraham's Mansion at No. 47 King's Street. I will pay for the postage. If you want to go cross-border, how much does it cost?"

He reported his address and wanted to see their attitudes, but there was no change in the expressions of Tracy or the person who asked for his help.

"Abraham family? I've never heard of it. However, they must be a big and wealthy family living near the main road of the capital city of Intis. Brother, you are really generous. Why don't you see a few more things?" To the buyer, the smile on Tracy's face became more sincere and bright. She chatted with Everett casually, and the mysterious aura about her just now had disappeared.

"2 Suler, you are really discerning. I carved that one myself when I was visiting the store, and the bracelet was made by my boss." Tracey pointed to the small wood carving ornament, "These are 3 Suler." She said Looking at the two bracelets of the same style but different colors, "A total of 16 sulers. The one I use here is Rune gold pounds, 1 pound and 4 sulers... How about 1 gold Louis? I'll give you a slight discount."

Everett didn't dare to let the other party be polite at all, so he directly took out 2 gold Louis and placed it on the table, the two gold coins jingling.

"No, no, just add shipping and packaging."

Tracy was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you for your patronage. Then I will treat Anderson to the Cross Road for a grilled fish tonight."

She stood up, took out a large piece of brown paper and several small gift boxes from the drawer, began to cut the paper, and package the small items:

"However, you can also use a few coins to make a wish with the 'Fully Automatic Wishing Machine', and the things you wish for will appear directly in your mailbox. This is much faster than if I send it to you."

"I think sending a letter is more ceremonial." Everett whispered.

After doing all this, he took a deep breath and turned to face the mysterious silver-haired boy who had been waiting quietly behind him. Everett considered the words for a while, "Looking for someone...how to find someone?"

Want to use this? But did the lady boss just say she wouldn’t let you use it? He glanced at the "fully automatic wishing machine" at his feet, and then at the other party. He wanted to ask the other person what they called him, but his cautious mind suppressed this impulse.

The other party said nothing, turned and walked towards the street.

Everett hesitated for a while, but chose to follow the other person out of the store.

There was a soft sound from behind, and the door of this small shop that I didn't know how to classify was closed, and the dark curtains fell again, making it impossible for outsiders to peek into the shop. The last thing Everett saw was the proprietress sitting at the counter packing bags, and the curtains were automatically closed.

He bravely followed the other party for a short distance. When the other party stopped, he also stopped. Everett looked around casually and suddenly saw his teacher appearing on the street not far away.

Before he could decide whether to call the other party, he saw the teacher's behavior was very strange:

She first appeared at the corner of the street, and then walked in the direction of the small shop, but in the process she suddenly turned to the left, kept going in a circle, and finally returned to the corner of the starting point. The teacher just kept circling around the invisible center with a serious expression. She herself seemed completely unaware that she was spinning in place, and no one around the residents noticed that there was an old lady spinning in circles.

The teacher was under some kind of hallucination magic? Everett was also confused, but for now it seemed that the teacher was just going in circles and there was no danger.

"Have you seen anything 'snake' related lately?"

The silver-haired boy suddenly spoke.

His eyes were looking forward, his snow-like white hair hanging down his back, and the simple robes and furs on his body were also white. The only color was the black inverted cross hanging on his chest and held in his hand.

——All this has an indescribable divinity, and Everett's attention was attracted by the other party's words almost instantly.

"snake……"

He thought for a few seconds and answered hesitantly: "I heard the sound of a snake moving in the corridor a few nights ago..."

…

The dinner was going on, and Hvin Rambis was chatting and laughing with other nobles, making everyone he talked to laugh.

But when he turned to the table to get the food, the smile on his face suddenly cooled down. Not only did he lose his usual amiable and humorous temperament, but there was also a subtle expression of ridicule and disdain.

Suddenly, he felt as if someone was watching him.

This obvious sense of being observed proves that the snoop is not a cautious and capable type. Hvin Rambis was disapproving, and at the same time he calmly took a glass of champagne from the passing waiter, turned around naturally, and used the corner of his eye to scan the source of the obvious voyeuristic sight - he looked He saw a strange-looking girl cover her lower face with half of her fan and look at him quietly.

Who is that? Hvin Rambis found that he did not recognize the other party.

The strange blonde girl quickly turned her head and whispered a few words to her personal maid. The maid then turned and left, going to the other side of the table to help her get the food. She never raised her head from beginning to end, looking humble and careful. look.

Hwen took a sip of champagne without paying much attention. At that glance just now, he had completely imprinted the image of the strange lady in his mind.

"Noble ladies in Loen must be introduced by the queen before they become adults. If the coming-of-age ceremony was held in Loen, it is impossible that I have not seen it. Then she is probably a foreigner who has just arrived, or the personal secret of a certain noble. Give birth to a daughter.”

Hvin Rambis looked at the host of the banquet - His Excellency the Viscount of Loen, who was hosting a dinner to warm up for the New Year.

Pre-heated dinners are held almost every day, and become more luxurious as the New Year approaches. This is not only a courtesy exchange between nobles, but also a good opportunity for new rich people who want to enter the circle of nobles.

However, the nobles also have their own ideas. In the past, His Majesty the King took the lead in holding the New Year's Eve dinner in the ballroom of Thordrak Palace. I wonder if this year's official New Year's dinner will be held by the Church. As a former royal adviser... Although the royal family is gone, with Hwen's connections, he can attend different aristocratic banquets almost every day in the week before and the week after the New Year.

"Those who can attend the dinner should also be nobles from other countries."

"Even if she is an illegitimate daughter, she should be recognized by the family. ... Haha, the illegitimate daughter who has only entered the social circle at this age is the family trying to make something through marriage? No matter how unpopular she is, she will not be loved. With the name of this family."

Hvin Rambis didn't think this girl would have anything to do with him, and he basically confirmed his thoughts. With a relaxed and lively attitude, he recalled more details of what he had just observed and confirmed his conjecture:

"The material and style of the skirt are brand new, but there are no obvious signs of rush work. It should have been just made."

"The jewelry on her body matches the clothes, but the style is a bit old. Although it can be regarded as a personal hobby, but... combined with other information, it seems that this lady does not have matching new jewelry."

"She probably doesn't get a lot of attention."

Hwen glanced at the maid, who had already returned with some meat, fish and desserts.

He didn't know why, but when he saw this maid, he always felt a little familiar. To be on the safe side, he recalled it carefully and confirmed that he had never seen this humble and shy little girl before.

There are too many similar people in this world. From the back, profile and front, there are traces of human appearance.

It was not surprising that the postures of the uniformly trained servants looked familiar. Hvin Rambis basically regarded them as nothing, but the appearance of this young maid was better, which caught his attention.

"Coming to the party but with only one servant?"

“It seems like it’s really not taken seriously.”

"I didn't communicate with anyone else, but I did say hello to some people of similar age. I must be new here and not very familiar with most of them."

"But she doesn't seem to care much about it. An illegitimate daughter with a strong personality, but at the same time has few connections and is not valued by the family? This is not a good marriage partner."

He suspected that the other person peeking at him was actually thinking about whether to talk to him and initially establish some connections. However, in the view of Hvin Rambis, the other party is simply a waste of time. He has no interpersonal contacts, is not valued by his family, and has not entered any social circle, which means he has nothing. The value of communication. He might say hello to be polite, but he would never be serious.

Hwen stopped paying attention to this strange girl, and didn't even bother to ask others about her name and identity.

The dinner continued, talking, dancing, the first dance, the second dance... the last dance, dining, talking, gossiping, exchanging information, playing cards... He was already familiar with these basically unchanged processes. The social scene is where an outstanding "audience" like myself thrives.

Hvin Rambis had a knack for saying different things to different faces, instilling in them ideas that would benefit him.

During the conversation, Hwen was about to go to the bathroom to tidy up his appearance. He accidentally discovered that there were several aristocratic young people of similar age gathered around the strange lady. They were chatting and laughing enthusiastically, vaguely surrounding her. middle.

The "audience" demigodly observed these young people from a distance for a while, listening to the lively and cheerful strange lady telling interesting stories from abroad in an exaggerated and interesting narrative method, causing waves of discussions and laughter.

Hvin Rambis quietly turned on his spiritual vision, took a look, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

After a while, he returned to his "friends". After chatting for a while, he slowly guided the topic to the young people who were chatting enthusiastically. When someone started to discuss them, he casually asked:

"Whose lady is the one surrounded in the middle? I don't think I've seen her before."

Someone answered immediately:

"That is Miss Susie Conard, the youngest daughter of Viscount Conard."

"It is said that she was not in good health before, so she has been abroad - recuperating in Feneport, and she was brought back recently."

He answered in a meaningful tone, winked at everyone, and showed an implicit smile that "everyone understands."

"It's actually Fenebaud."

Hwen's heart moved. He looked surprised and said hesitantly: "I have no prejudice against this country, but in the current society, there seems to be a lot of bad comments about their people? But I don't know more specifically. I I just heard that the people have great opinions against the Feneport people, and that the Feneport people carried out terrorist attacks on church members and brutally killed them?"

"Yes, there are indeed such things..." One of the people quickly answered, with a somewhat indignant tone, "Mass fights, street brawls and murders, but the newspapers suppressed many of them. I heard that it was the earth A favored person from the Mother Goddess Church put pressure on me.”

"When you said that, I also remembered it. Was it before..."

The topic quickly shifted from Miss "Susie Conard" to the people of Feneport, and the atmosphere was heated. The vast majority of people are more interested in social politics than gossip, and Hvin Rambis is satisfied with this.

When the topic no longer required his guidance, he quietly left. Those people still gathered together to discuss loudly, and more and more people even participated in the exchange. On this occasion where there were only Loen people, excessive and ostracizing remarks were made one after another, but no one would stop them. This kind of atmosphere makes people brave and makes them feel that they are recognized by everyone, so they will be more determined in their ideas.

Hvin Rambis stepped aside safely and found a glass of liqueur to soothe his throat.

It's so easy to get on these idiots' nerves.

He took a satisfied sip, savoring the mellow taste of the fine wine, and glanced at Miss Susie Conard.

At this glance, the smile on his face suddenly widened a little.

Miss Susie, who was just telling stories, was obviously affected by the heated discussion here. The young people around her began to ask strange questions and say sharp words, which made this strong and lively lady's face begin to change. nice.

Soon, there seemed to be some friction between them, and some people left one after another.

When some people saw their friends leaving, they had no choice but to walk away from their new friend Susie with apologies. Not long after, only Miss Susie and her were left in the lively group just now. maid, and a few others who had not yet left.

Miss Susie's mood was more directly reflected on her face. She seemed to be in a bad mood and no longer lively and happy as before. She maintained good manners and upbringing, but her lowered hands were tightly clenched into fists, which was very interesting.

"Coming from Feineport, that shouldn't be a real illegitimate daughter, maybe it's just a name."

Seeing this scene and admiring the somewhat embarrassed expression on Miss Susie's face, Hwen took another sip of wine in a good mood and turned towards the lounge.

TBC

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"A small audience from Fenebor wants to enter the circle of Loen nobles - is it Ms. Gluttony who wants to take credit from me?"

"Haha, I will not give up such a good opportunity and such a good shortcut to promote the changes of the times to anyone... As long as I continue like this, conflicts will break out before long. The Psychological Alchemy Society will definitely give me a reward, and also Will help me get out of here." (End of Chapter)