Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 299 Let's find a class

July 1354, 1, 25:6 am.

Adele woke up from inside the naval base in Port Behrens, feeling an urgent sense of hunger coming from her belly.

After telling the members of the Tarot Club about her experience yesterday and telling the big guys about the occult knowledge she acquired, she finally finished everything and went straight back to her room and fell asleep without even eating dinner.

She hadn't had a good rest during this time, and after the accumulated fatigue was released all of a sudden, she suddenly felt sore all over, so much so that when she got up, all the muscles in her body were protesting.

"The reaction to sleeping with Venata is not so big..."

Adele muttered, grabbing the chewable toothpaste provided by the Navy from the bedside and throwing it into her mouth.

The toothpaste made from these miraculous fruits cultivated by the Mother Earth Church tastes like wet clay mixed with fruit juice, and is said to save fresh water in times of crisis.

Of course, considering that a pack of this thing costs two pounds, which is equivalent to two packs of toilet paper on the accounts of the naval base, Adele has reason to suspect that the people from the Church of the Mother Earth introduced this thing to open up a new way to report false accounts .

——After all, no one knows the cost of cultivating this plant. Even if it is really investigated, no one can find out. At least it is much more reliable than a pound of toilet paper.

But as for the actual strategic significance... Most of the warships of the Loen military are equipped with extraordinary people of the sailor path, and the ships with wind-fated ones lack fresh water?It's not growing vegetables on the boat... Uh, but it seems that the people from the Church of the Mother Earth may indeed be growing vegetables on the boat?

While thinking wildly, Adele took off the new navy uniform by the bed and put it on. First, she threw the suit she wore underground into the laundry basket. After thinking about it, she picked it up again, and went through it with black fire. After confirming that it would not affect ordinary people, he threw it back.

The navy uniform on her body was found by Emlyn from his own cupboard. Anyway, as long as he wants to get a new one, he can easily get it in the logistics.Even so, Emlyn still charged her two gold pounds.

Being so stingy... Adele curled her lips, feeling quite disdainful of Mr. Moon's behavior.

Walking on the road, Adele took out a notepad from the pocket of her sailor suit, and began to confirm today's schedule.

The Queen Honeysuckle was severely damaged. If the normal procedures were followed, it would definitely be impossible to go back to the factory for overhaul. But now the situation is urgent, and there are almost no screws left on the other iron-clad ships. The entire Port of Behrens If the workers try their best to repair the ship, they can basically re-launch within a week.

In other words, if I stay on shore for a week at most, I will start my career at sea again...

Adele sighed, looked at the messy negotiation schedules in the notebook, and was silent for a while, then seemed to have made up her mind, tore off the page of the schedule in the notebook, and grouped it into one Ball, and then throw the ball of paper into the trash can.

Saving the world or something goes back for a while, at least let me have a day off today...

Thinking of the scene at yesterday's Tarot Club, Adele, who decided to make a mess of the day, couldn't help but feel a little guilty—of course, it's just a guilty conscience, and she still has to put it on.

What should I do...

It wasn't until Adele sat down in the cafeteria with the dinner plate that she realized that she didn't know what to do.

When she was Altaïr, she was not interested in the bars, casinos, and brothels that men in the East End liked. Now that she is a witch, she is even more disgusted with similar places.

She who has been living in the way of extraordinary people, suddenly let her no longer follow the way of extraordinary people, and do some things that ordinary women would do, but she is not used to it.

shop?She also has nothing to buy, unless it's a magical item.But if you go out to buy magical items, the meaning of shopping is quite different from that of shopping.

Dining room?It's a good idea, but the time spent on three meals a day is so little, you can't eat and drink all day, right?
While Adele was hesitating, Emlyn White in a gown sat across from her.

"Good morning," Emlyn glanced around, and then said softly, "Miss Circe (Empress)."

The way he speaks is quite strange, with a completely different voice and mouth shape. Others sound like they are calling Adele's surname "Cersey", but in fact his mouth shape is "Queen".

"Good morning."

Adele raised her pretty eyebrows lightly, and greeted Emlyn softly.As a former assassin, she did know similar techniques, but at the naval base, she didn't dare to be as presumptuous as Emlyn.

"As a witch, compared with Tracy, your side seems a bit deserted."

Emlyn didn't get straight to the point as Adele imagined, but looked at the other side of the restaurant and said something unclear.

In the huge dining room, Tracy, the former "sick girl" and the dream lover of countless pirates, occupied a table by herself, and the tables around her were surrounded by three layers of naval ships. Soldier.

Her Pain Witch potion has been almost completely digested, and now this kind of charm is completely instinctive, unlike Adele who deliberately restrained herself, almost attracting the attention of everyone in the cafeteria as soon as she entered.

No, Mr. Moon, you don't have to speak if you don't know how to speak...

Adele, who was compared with Tracy by Emlyn invisibly, turned dark all of a sudden.

Although Adele is not a traditional witch, even if she is a member of the Primitive faction, her pursuit of her own appearance is engraved in the potion. Although she knows that the other party probably does not have that meaning, she is not as attractive as she is said to be. Others of the same sex still made her feel quite uncomfortable.

"Have you always approached women like this?"

Adele raised her head, showing an innocent smile, and said with a harmless expression.

In the always reserved Loen social scene, the meaning represented by a lady's reply of this level is probably similar to that represented by pouring wine on the other party's face and gently greeting all the female relatives in the other party's family in the Feysac bar. .No matter how ignorant a guy is, he should feel something is wrong after being said so.

"Of course not. I never strike up a conversation with human women. Even if I am a patient, I will only do so when explaining the efficacy of the medicine."

Emlyn replied as a matter of course, not feeling that his speech was inappropriate at all.

"...Then I suggest you don't do it today."

Adele was so choked by Emlyn's reaction that it took several seconds before she could speak.If she hadn't repeatedly reminded herself that this was Ruen, not the straightforward Feysac, she might have said, "You might as well hold your puppets and die of old age."

"After all, special circumstances require special treatment."

Emlyn adjusted his bow tie, "I said this because I have something to ask you."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Although she was not very happy in her heart, Adele cheered up when she heard Emlyn mentioning that she had something to ask her.

After all, although she is now the key training target for members of the Tarot Society, Adele still has a considerable degree of goodwill towards other members, and has not lost the necessary awe just because her status has been slightly improved.

Of course, making complaints about Emlyn does not fall within the scope of this kind of respect.In Ruen's social arena, etiquette to women is a necessary homework, and has nothing to do with status, level and strength. Even if you are as expensive as a king, if you are rude to ordinary women in the social arena, you will be ridiculed.

"Ahem, it's actually like this." Emlyn cleared his throat, "During the expedition, there were many blood races who accompanied me to the Southern Continent, including my parents. Balam, and yesterday I received a letter from them saying that they are about to arrive in East Balam."

"There are several friends who came with them, all of them are blood races, and they are going to invite me to a party. The rules are similar to Ruen's party, except that companions are required, and my parents told me that those young blood races People will bring their opposite-sex partners to go.”

Speaking of this, Emlyn's expression was a bit twitchy, but soon he relied on the strong psychological quality of the straight man of steel to hold on, and said to Adele:

"As the Earl of the Blood Race, I am the commander in the Southern Continent second only to Master 'Yuan Yue'. It would be a shame to go alone on such an occasion. After all, long-lived species like us value blood. continuation of the..."

"Look, you are also a lady..." Emlyn glanced at Adele, as if observing the other party's reaction.

"Your observation ability is so strong, you actually discovered this." Adele wished to roll her eyes out of their sockets. "Did you not have a similar experience when you were in Backlund?"

Adele's subtext is, seeing that you have worked so hard, why did you go so early?

In terms of appearance, Mr. Moon's appearance is really not bad, or rather, in the eyes of the kind of lady who likes fair skin, it is still quite attractive.Coupled with his Extraordinary status, it shouldn't be too difficult if he wants to find a female companion.

"I wouldn't participate in similar activities when I was in Backlund. At that time, my sequence was not high and my status was not high. There was no need to participate. Instead of wasting time at banquets, I might as well arrange my dolls at home."

Emlyn said frankly without any concealment, completely ignoring Adele's already weird expression.

No friends and no girlfriend, like a clown, how pathetic...

"So, what do you want from me?" Adele looked at Mr. "Moon" who was not aware of it with caring eyes.Even though she had already guessed almost everything, but out of the wickedness of the witch, she deliberately pretended not to know, and had to tell Emlyn herself.

At that time, in order to assassinate Baron Syndras, she specially hired an etiquette teacher for training.The positive example that the gentle middle-aged lady often talks about is an elegant gentleman named "Dawn Dantès". All the positive words to describe the gentleman of Loen were included.

If this gentleman was not fabricated by Ms. Heisen to educate students, then Mr. Moon should be thrown into his home to study hard for a month, so that he can understand what politeness is...

"Well, are you interested in the blood clan's banquet?" At this point, Emlyn was unambiguous, and said directly to Adele: "Just two hours later."

"Don't worry about your girlfriend, there should only be this chance to meet. My parents are very conservative blood races, and they probably won't accept foreigners, so even after this banquet is over, you won't show up in front of them. It's okay. In short, the news will not leak to her."

As a nocturnal race, [-] o'clock in the morning is the gathering time that blood races often choose, which is almost the same as human beings' [-] o'clock in the evening.When they lived in Backlund, they usually followed the time slots of ordinary people, but now in the Southern Continent, they naturally followed the time schedule that the blood race felt comfortable with.

"...Okay, but I have a request."

Adele thought about it for a while, and decided that it wouldn't hurt to go once.In Loen's prom culture, companions are usually female companions who have already established a relationship, but there are no express regulations.

"What request?" Emlyn was a little surprised, Adele's reaction was something he hadn't expected.

Then, he heard Adele's helpless voice.

"Promise me, after returning to Backlund, you should find an etiquette class as soon as possible."

……

Although she said she was going to attend the banquet, Adele still insisted on finishing what was on her dinner plate before going back to her room to change her dress.After all, she didn't know what to eat at the banquet of the blood clan, and she was not interested in human blood.

However, when she saw the dress that Emlyn had prepared for herself, Adele lost control of her expression for a moment.

It was a black low-cut dress with a high waist, exposing the wearer's shoulders and back. The skirt had gorgeous lace and bowknots, and the collar had fine pleats.

The fabric of the dress is black taffeta, and the silky fabric shines softly under the wall lamp.There is also an exquisite gold necklace with a cutout in the middle, inlaid with rubies, interlocking gorgeous headdresses and other matching accessories that match the dress. The appearance is really nothing to say. (That's the cover image)

And the reason why Adele's expression was out of control was not because the other party's aesthetics were too bad, but because she had seen this suit in the other party's office, and it was worn on another one-to-one doll.

"You didn't just take off the clothes on the puppet, did you?"

At the entrance of the banquet hall, Adele finally couldn't hold back her desire to complain, and asked Emlyn.

"Of course, this suit is custom-made. It cost me a lot of money. You are very lucky to be able to wear this suit." Emlyn replied truthfully.

It seems that if the Whites want to continue the bloodline, they should have another child sooner...

This was the last thought on Adele's mind before being led into the banquet hall by Emlyn.

(End of this chapter)