Kill me again, Miss Witch

Since they didn't know each other's identities, they didn't talk about private topics, but only related to some artistic opinions.

For example, the person in the crowd is commenting on Earl Violet's collection of oil paintings.

After listening for a while, feeling that the bullshit didn't make any sense, Xia immediately left there bored.

He didn't forget the real purpose of coming here tonight.

After a while, as the crowd gradually quieted down, the protagonist of the whole dinner arrived.

Shaar raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was standing on the edge of the stairs on the second floor, holding a wine glass and wearing an owl mask.

Count Violet.

Although his face was covered by a mask, he could be vaguely seen as a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance, about 40 years old, with black hair combed back and a strong figure.

Beside him stood a tall girl in a purple dress, wearing an angel-like white feather mask, covering half of her face, revealing Xuenen's chin and pink lips.

The girl seemed a little bored, looking around, as if looking for someone.

"ladies and gentlemen."

"To everyone present, I have only one request."

A voice with a hint of majesty spread throughout the audience through the magic of amplification, and the hall where there were some discussions at first fell silent.

After all, he was born in the army, and even his words were serious, which made people sweat subconsciously.

"Since you have received an invitation from the Latusos family, you are our most distinguished guest and friendliest friend. I hope you will have fun and drink happily during this long night!"

"Of course, if one or two marriages can be made unintentionally, I would be very happy to see it happen."

The original majestic voice instantly relaxed, with a hint that only men can understand.

Earl Violet slightly raised his glass as a gesture, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the orchestra in the center of the stage also officially started playing, bringing the whole party to its first climax!

Taking advantage of the commotion of the crowd, Shaar drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, then put down the wine glass when no one was paying attention, and followed a waiter to the side hall corridor.

Before coming, he roughly observed the distribution of the surrounding buildings.

If there is something underground as Yalin described, then it is most likely related to places like wine cellars.

So after leaving the lively dance party, Xia began to search carefully.

"May I ask where I can help you?"

A waiter saw Xia, came over and asked politely.

"Toilet...uh."

Xia Ya just wanted to find a reason to prevaricate, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly froze!

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a guest wearing a black mask, who also left the bustling hall and disappeared into the stairs at the end of the corridor.

The problem is that Shaar has seen the appearance of that mask before.

At that time in the lower city, the white-masked assassin who wanted to assassinate him wore this type of mask on his face!

At the time he claimed to be from the Night Hidden Society.

Yalin also mentioned in the last letter left to him that the Yeyin Society is definitely inextricably linked with that mysterious organization, so be careful of the black mask.

And that guy...

Looking at the place where the black mask disappeared, Xia's eyes narrowed.

He said to the waiter, "May I go to the second floor for a visit?"

Unexpectedly, the waiter shook his head lightly: "I'm sorry, sir, unless the earl personally invites guests, he won't be allowed... But except for the second floor and above, other places in the whole manor, you are free to Go or stay."

"The one just now..."

"That's the earl's friend."

After saying this, the waiter saluted and left.

interesting.

This kind of reaction, if you didn't know something in advance, you might just feel a little strange.

But for Xia, it was almost like throwing the three words "problem" on his face!

Since it is impossible to go the right way, it is not that he has other means.

Thinking of this, Shaar found a nearby utility room, turned into a shadow and quickly moved out of the window.

The night is dark now, and there are shadows to sneak around.

So soon, Xia randomly sneaked into a certain room on the second floor.

Just as he stepped out of the shadow curtain, he was about to take a look at the environment of this room.

Just at this moment, a soft and curious voice sounded beside his ears.

"who are you?"

Xia Ya was slightly startled, and his body froze in place.

Hearing his reputation, he saw a lady in a long black dress sitting by the bed, looking at him carefully.

What could be more embarrassing than being caught on the spot.

Xia Ya sighed and looked at the lady-like woman.

She has a demure and gentle demeanor, with a hint of girlish innocence in her maturity, her clear eyes are like a deer running out of the forest, moist and innocent, revealing a somewhat charming look.

Overall, this is a lady in her 30s.

And the moment he saw her, Xia subconsciously made up a vocabulary.

Honeydew.

In his previous life, he had only seen such a disgraceful amount of milk in his notebooks, but he did not expect that in this life, under such circumstances, he would gain a lot of insight.

Ya Lincheng don't lie to me!

Recalling the situation that guy mentioned in the letter, Xia immediately understood why a woman could leave such a deep impression on him.

Not only is she good-looking, but her milk volume is low. The key point is that her waist is not thick, and it can be regarded as well-proportioned.

Although compared with a girl like Sai Li, her figure is slightly plump, but for a woman with her temperament, it is the icing on the cake, and it is full of fatal temptation for some younger men.

Of course, Xia firmly believed that he was not one of them.

"Count... Madame?"

After a long time, Shaar spoke in a low voice.

Earl Violet, what an enviable fellow.

But if you look closely, she doesn't look like Sally at all.

"you know me?"

The bedroom was broken into by a strange man wearing a mask. Instead of being alarmed or vigilant, the Violet lady was full of curiosity.

Xia Ya sighed and did not answer.

He was struggling, not knowing whether to knock her out or run away before things got serious.

If there is a big trouble, his behavior today will be regarded as a failure.

Sure enough, knights can't do the fine work of assassins.

Seemingly aware of Shaar's bad intentions, she frowned lightly, and whispered in a discussing tone: "If you want to run, then run quickly, but don't knock me out, okay?"

"I'm a little afraid of pain..." She glanced at Xia, straightened her back slightly, "Of course, if you want to stay here for a while, no one will find out."

"There are guards outside to prevent me from running around, but I won't come in without permission."

Shaar frowned.

Although it feels that the lady's mental age is a bit naive, but this is not the point.

As the hostess of this mansion, she doesn't have the right to act freely?

Need to be guarded in this room like a prisoner?

The keen Xia subconsciously caught the incongruity of these words, and the man's sixth sense told him that this clue might be very important.

Shaar looked at the lady, confirmed that she didn't seem to be thinking of finding someone to catch him, and thought carefully for a while.

It seems that she is not hostile, maybe she can start from this aspect.

I am Char, known as the Friend of Women!

With this in mind, he put on his 15-point charm face and smiled lightly at Mrs. Violet.

The other party stared at him blankly for a while, his little face flushed slightly, he blinked slightly, then lowered his head, about to bury it on his chest.

The lethality of Xia's smile on women can be seen.

Thinking about his status as the author of the current best-selling book, Xia subdued his awkwardness and sighed subtly.

Then, he cast his eyes out of the window, and said softly in a slightly melancholy Wenqing tone: "The moonlight is so beautiful."

But after saying this, his expression froze a little.

In the pitch-black night sky, thick clouds covered the bright moonlight, and there were only three or two stars shining brightly alone.

Where is the moon?

Just as Shaar was about to abruptly switch to the topic "Madam, you are more beautiful", the lady behind her suddenly asked in a low voice with an uncertain tone about the code: "The wind is also gentle?"

He turned his head, looked at her face full of surprise, and sighed in his heart.

Oh wow.

This can also run into book lovers.

Still a fan.

Chapter 53 Carrying his wife on the road all night!

In fact, before "The Count of Monte Cristo" and "The Three Musketeers", Char had also published other books.

However, due to the wrong major in his previous life, the copying of the first few books was not smooth, and he had not yet fully converted from the identity of a time traveler, so the writing of those few books was horrible.

After all, there is no template, so you can just copy it as it is, and there are some gaps in memory. After converting it into the text of this world, you need your own artistic processing.

Therefore, in the first few books, Shaar "rushed to the street" as expected.

Out of the spirit of self-indulgence, he added a lot of stalks and jokes that people in this world can't understand in the first few books, which caused readers to have a bad impression.

So when mentioning the author Cain, people tend to ignore his first few books.

So after hearing the words of Countess Violet, he instantly understood the identity of the other party.

Book lover.

Char suddenly remembered what St. Fry Publishing House mentioned in the invitation letter, as if there was indeed a book fan who wanted to meet him.

Is this the lady?

With some doubts in mind, under Shaar's gaze, Mrs. Violet stood up, clasped her hands together on her chest, and asked nervously.

"You... are you Mr. Cain?"

Seeing a trembling look somewhere, Xia Ya felt a little tired for her.

He nodded: "It's me."

"My God, Goddess is here!"

Mrs. Violet's eyes were bright, she covered her small mouth with a flushed face, and said in a low voice.

At the same time, she also made a prayer gesture, as if she had made a wish like a goddess before, and then her wish came true.

"Are you a believer in the goddess of fertility?"

Seeing that movement, Shaar was a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, the two largest faith groups in the capital are the Mage's Tower and the Holy See. Although the beliefs of other gods are not prohibited, they cannot compete with the believers of these two forces.