Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

"I……"

Tallulah was surprised. She found that the situation didn't seem that bad. Wasn't Miss White Wolf quite clear about this?

Not right either.

The other party described the common problems of the children of Ursus nobles. The only thing directed at Serven was the last sentence, which was to say that the other party was "narcissistic". Miss White Wolf did not realize the danger of this person at all!

"White Wolf." Tallulah said earnestly, "That guy is a bad guy. He approached you for a purpose."

"Yes, I know. He might be planning to take advantage of the Marquis."

"That's not all." Tallulah continued, "He wants to take advantage of you first. Don't rush to refute. Listen to me. This kind of noble will use all kinds of sweet words and all kinds of shady means. If you are not careful, you will fall into the trap. I saw you talking to him just now, and I was really worried."

Miss White Wolf was silent for a moment, then said faintly: "Xiaota, you, you are not worried that I will fall in love with him, are you?"

"No, I'm just worried that you'd be cheated." Tallulah was tactful for once.

"No, Xiaota, that kind of thing will never happen."

Miss Dragon simply nodded, but her face was still filled with worry.

No, this issue must be made clear all at once, otherwise something might go wrong.

White Wolf organized his words and asked again, "Xiaota, are you worried because you saw that we two seemed to be having a good chat?"

Tallulah nodded obediently.

White Wolf felt that he had grasped the problem, so he cleared his throat and said, "I guess you are still curious why I only talk to him. The reason is very simple. He is the son of Count Joseph. Due to some special circumstances, I may not be able to meet the Count today. I can only talk to his son about the infected workers."

"Oh, I understand." Tallulah nodded. In her opinion, there was nothing wrong with White Wolf's explanation, but it lacked the most important part. However, she didn't want to argue about it anymore, otherwise it would seem that she didn't trust the other party.

However, Miss White Wolf insisted on making things clear today. She said bluntly: "Look, you don't understand. You are still wondering about my attitude towards him!"

Tallulah's breathing stagnated when she heard the real story, and she decisively denied it: "No."

White Wolf ignored Tallulah's answer and explained directly: "I have already said it before, this Serven is very arrogant, and I know his purpose, all kinds of purposes, so if I use that method, he will reveal all the important information."

"You said you knew his various purposes?"

"Of course, he just wanted to win my favor, so I pretended to like him, but I didn't expect to trick you..."

Tallulah suddenly realized that Miss White Wolf's growth had far exceeded her expectations. She was just a silly and stupid little Rupert two years ago.

She couldn't help but stroke Miss Rupert's cheek with her right hand and said gently, "Well, I was wrong."

White Wolf blushed slightly, lowered his head and stuck out his tongue: "Xiaota, you can rest assured now, I am actually very bad."

Sometimes, desire is aroused by a small action. Tallulah's eyes suddenly became burning, and she said meaningfully: "If you are worried, you have to show me with your actions."

"What action?"

“It’s a simple action.”

Bai Lang raised her head and saw the burning gaze of Miss Dragon Girl. She guessed what she wanted to do and took a step back nervously: "Xiaota, this is not okay, in case someone passes by."

"No, everyone's attention is on the party, and the light here is very dim."

Miss White Wolf was still trying to make an excuse, but Tallulah suddenly stepped forward, pushed her against the wall, and kissed her.

Half a minute later, Miss White Wolf, blushing, pushed the Dragon Girl away with both hands.

"That's enough, that's enough. I have to go back quickly, or I'll be suspected."

Without waiting for Tallulah to speak, White Wolf walked out with her head down. She was as anxious as an ant on hot pan.

To be honest, the excitement in this half minute today was greater than that night. She didn't know when Xiaota learned so many strange things.

Today's situation also deepened another idea of ​​hers: at any time, she needed to grit her teeth and never let go. She could be tossed into various ways even if she gritted her teeth, so what would happen if she let go?

The only thing to be thankful for is that she doesn't have the habit of wearing lipstick, otherwise if the things were licked clean, it would be difficult to explain later.

Volume 5: A Million Testimonials

2022年6月12日，这是一个历史性的时刻，本书篇幅至此达到百万字，这是在开篇时（2021年3月10日）想都不敢想的事情。

This was my first time trying something unknown, and I didn’t expect that I could stick with it until now.

Allow me to be proud for two minutes?(?>?

Most of the readers who have read this are those who agree with this book. The author would like to thank you all first and then apologize.

Please don't be surprised just yet, this is what is happening.

This book is a work of interest. When I started writing, I didn't expect it to be put on the shelves and signed. My original intention was to continue writing even if there was no contract.

But the result was that the book was successfully signed.

In this case, readers need to pay a subscription fee for each signed chapter, and the value of the novel lies in the spiritual experience it brings to people. Here a question arises: whether what the article creates is worth the readers' payment.

The author hopes it is worthwhile, however, the overall quality of the paper does not give the author peace of mind.

When reviewing the previous text, the author found countless problems with logic, plot handling, writing rhythm, and character relationships, and the first few volumes of the book were the hardest hit by the problems.

I have considered revising the previous article, but the revision will definitely take a lot of effort and affect the current update. Secondly, the author background rules of Shuke do not support a lot of revisions. Finally, I think that by this time next year, I may find that what I have written now is unbearable to read...

This is simply an unsolvable problem, and the author can't do more than apologize.

What the author can guarantee is that he will try his best to write this book well and let everything in the book come to the end naturally.

From the beginning to now, one million words, calculated based on 450 days, an average of 2222 words are updated every day. Although the author updates slowly, it is still quite stable. -笑.jpg

Next is the list of thanks. Since the author reads book reviews and posts at random times and rarely responds to messages in a timely manner, I have been lazy and listed them all together.

Thanks to Jiuxiao and Xilin, Bababa, Yaezakura, Lei Xi, Nameless Lord, Rain and Ink Dye, Ky Bird, Sir Galahad of the Cult, Blue Poison, Remarks on the Listing, Big Capitalist Arisa, Kailu Meow, Yakumo Hong is Afraid of the Dark, Red Cub, Wow! Oh!, Artoria, Tall and Short, Zi Yao, The Most Handsome Husky in History, Geng Xiaoxi, Siren Admiral, leleBKY, It's Viviana!, Xi★Lin, Wang wlxxlw Wang, Youshen sy, Minglai, Emerald Waves, Really Not Good, muscle?, Geng Xiaoxi, Salted Fish Jumping in the Pot, Hot Pot Tatarzi, Red, Tail, rua, Dr. Kal'tsit, Fenglin Chengfeng, Shimamura, s me... and others for their monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, rewards, and inter-posts.

The list is too long, so I can only list it here. It would be awkward if it exceeded a thousand words and became a paid chapter.

In short, thank you again to all the readers of this book. Your support is my motivation to continue.

Volume 5: Chapter 57 Banquet Tradition

When White Wolf returned to the banquet hall again, he found that there were two more people around Serven. One was Director Stoeger whom she had met during the day, and the other was an old man whose face shape was 60% similar to Serven's, with a hooked nose, thin lips, and narrow eyes. He looked like a serious person.

The latter should be Count Joseph, who was leaning on a cane and looked very old. Looking at the young Serven, Bai Lang guessed that the latter was a late-born son.

When Serven saw Olicia coming over, he took the initiative to step forward and introduced her: "This is my father, and the one next to him is Director Stog."

"Good evening, Lord Earl." White Wolf placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

The old earl nodded calmly and said, "Good evening, Miss Lovehild. Our banquet is simple and certainly cannot be compared with that of the Marquis. Please forgive us if we are not well entertained."

White Wolf replied respectfully: "Your banquet is no less impressive than the Marquis's private banquet."

She glanced at Serven and said, "Your conversation is very impressive and has broadened my horizons."

The old earl was about to speak, but Serven spoke first: "Miss Lovehild also opened my eyes. By the way, a servant just came to see you. Is the matter okay?"

Too hasty, White Wolf thought. She was talking to the Earl in public, and even if Serven was his offspring, she shouldn't jump right into the conversation.

She stole a glance at the count and saw that his brows were furrowed, and she felt that something was wrong.

It was obvious that the old Earl was a difficult character to deal with. His next move, whether it was to gather intelligence or to conduct field investigations, would best be to use Serven. It would be bad if this guy performed too poorly and the Earl became suspicious.

She had a hunch that as long as she was here, Serven would be affected.

It's really strange, she thought to herself, she is obviously a serious person, she dresses conservatively and doesn't pay much attention to appearance. She is fundamentally different from the heavily made-up vixens in film and television works. Even in this way, she still affects others. This can't be blamed on her, but only because the other party's quality is too low.

Forget it, it’s better to leave early. Anyway, I have all the information I want, and I have an appointment to go to the research institute the day after tomorrow. There is no rush now.

So, she followed Serven's words and answered, "Yes, there is something, it's not urgent, but I have to go back early."

The old earl said, "What a pity. Since Miss Lovehild is busy, you should leave after drinking the toast."

White Wolf nodded in agreement.

Toasting is an important procedure in Ursus noble banquets. It usually starts at halftime, with the host or the most honorable person raising a toast and drinking with the participants. There can be several rounds of toasts, and the guests must drink at least one round before leaving unless there are special circumstances.

Bai Lang knew that he represented the image of the Marquis to a certain extent, so he planned to abide by the rules honestly from the beginning.

The Earl stood in front holding a wine glass and said some blessings commonly used among nobles to everyone, then raised his glass with everyone else. White Wolf also followed the others' example and took a glass of wine from the crystal plate brought by the waiter and raised it.

The Count drank first, and the others followed him. White Wolf also followed everyone's pace and poured the wine into her throat. About the moment before the wine entered her mouth, she realized something serious: the glass was definitely the finest Ursus 'Water of Life'.

Vodka is a specialty of Ursus. In this place, nobles and ordinary people are fanatically fond of this drink. Only in this aspect of the empire can everyone be said to be equal.

She was so nervous just now that she was only paying attention to the Count and had forgotten this fine tradition. The wine was in her hand like an arrow on a string. The Count was less than three meters away from her. If she didn't drink this glass, all the guests would know this news: at the Count's banquet, a female noble embarrassed him in front of him.

She would then quickly become news in the aristocratic circles, and within three days, the news would reach the Marquis' desk.

It’s just one cup, I can handle it, drink it up!

She closed her eyes, pinched her nose and swallowed the water of life.

A hot feeling spread in my throat and my stomach felt like it was burning.

Before she could recover, she heard the Count talking to everyone again, followed by the second toast.

Now she was not very confident. One glass was fine, but what if she got drunk after two glasses?

By the way, the small tower is still there, so there’s no need to worry too much.

Alas, the people of Terra are obviously good at drinking, why don’t I have that talent? Looking at the others with relaxed expressions and graceful movements of picking up the wine glasses, Bai Lang complained a few words in his heart and quickly synchronized his movements with others.

After the second glass of wine, the burning sensation was still there, but her body was a little more accustomed to it and it was not as uncomfortable as the first glass. However, two glasses of strong liquor in a short period of time made her brain dizzy. When she put the glass back on the plate, she took some time to put it back.

Bai Lang was not sure whether the Marquis spoke again. She suddenly saw others raise their glasses again and guessed that it was the third toast. There were a maximum of three toasts in each round, and drinking this glass meant the end of the round.

But after finishing the third cup, I probably won’t be able to go back normally…

It’s okay, as long as the small tower is here, it’s not a big deal.

She picked up the glass and finished the last of her vodka.

"Ms. Hilde, are you feeling unwell?" Serven's voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"I haven't had vodka for a while, so I'm not used to it." White Wolf forced a smile, "Then I'll leave first."

The Earl watched this scene calmly, and suddenly said, "Serven, go and see Miss Lovehild off."

"As you command, Father."

Bai Lang quickly declined, "Don't bother, I'm fine."

Serven smiled and said, "It's okay, Miss Hilde. I just happen to have nothing to do at the party."

White Wolf had no choice but to nod: "Thank you, just take me to my servant."

She walked in front. It was fine at the beginning, but the more she walked, the more she felt her steps were light and out of control. Every step seemed to be on cotton. In order to avoid being noticed by Serven, she took smaller steps and tried hard to simulate the walking of a normal person.

She didn't notice that the look in the person behind her gradually became abnormal, and a strange ecstasy crept up Serven's cheeks.

"Miss Hilde is not at all used to strong drink?"

"What did you say?" Bai Lang didn't hear the other party's words clearly.

"I say, Miss Hilde, you need some help. You can't walk steadily now."

"Thank you. I'm fine."

"Miss Hilde, please don't be so stubborn. If you really feel uncomfortable, you can stay in the Earl's Mansion for one night. We have many guest rooms here, and your servant can stay here too."

"Thank you for your concern. It's really no trouble."

Serven's words reminded White Wolf. She looked around the banquet garden, trying to find Miss Dragon Girl, but she couldn't find her location after looking around. Instead, she felt dizzy from looking around.

She felt that the situation was not good.

PS: It may be a system problem. There is a time and space disorder in the release of this chapter. This is the chapter on June 6.13th

Volume 5: Chapter 58: Aristocratic Style

After walking for a while with almost uncontrolled steps, Bai Lang's steps suddenly staggered. She realized that she might fall, so she hurriedly held onto the stone pillar in the garden with her right hand.

This unexpected situation once again refreshed Serven's understanding of Hilde's condition. He really could wake up laughing in his dreams. It turned out that the other party was the kind of person who had no alcohol tolerance at all.

The opportunity was right in front of him, and he now had every reason to support Miss Hilde. Judging from her current condition, her mind was probably not very clear, and it was basically up to her to decide where to go next.

This matter cannot be told to my father. The old earl has always been accustomed to playing it safe and will definitely not let him do anything out of line. But based on his experience, this opportunity must be seized.

This is not his own selfish desire, but for a greater goal. When his father sees that things are developing rapidly in a favorable direction in the future, he will definitely understand him.