Alien world

Chapter 58 Chapter 58. Delightful Progress
"We are in the same city, but the distance seems to be separated by life and death - "Crimson Night""

Getting off the carriage, the Winchet family manor in front of him made Annan think of this sentence for no reason.

The vast garden seems to be connected with the sea of ​​trees at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in the distance. A manor with red brick walls is hidden at the end of the brick road, like an ancient castle in the forest.

The old butler stood outside the gate to greet the carriage: "Your Excellency from the Mage Tower, why did you visit?"

Annan tried his best to appear familiar with the wine lady: "I'm looking for Margaret, is she there?"

"Do you have an appointment with your wife?"

"...No, but we are...friends." Annan felt a little guilty.

"May I ask your name?"

"Annan."

"please wait."

The old butler returned to the manor, went to the second floor, and knocked on the door of the study.

"Madam, there is a carriage from the Wizard's Tower parked outside the door. A young magician who calls himself Annan wants to see you, and there is a dwarf."

"Annan?" A voice whispered in doubt, and then a voice came from behind the door: "Let him in. Um...bring here, just him."

The old butler returned to the gate and conveyed the message respectfully: "Mr. Mage, Ma'am is waiting for you in the study."

Annan and Soluman Bronzebeard walked into the manor, where the flowerbeds or pruned shrubs of the regular manor were replaced by tall and hardy birches, pine trees and oaks, forming a garden landscape.

Uncle Huo Lin must like it here, he doesn't even need to leave the house to chop wood.

"Druids won't hate this place too much." The female dwarf had the same idea as Annan.

Standing in the hall of the mansion, Annan looked up at a giant oil painting facing the door.That portrait of a noble and beautiful lady resembles Margaery somewhat.

"Is that the ancestor of the Lady of Wine?" asked Soluman Bronzebeard who needed to look up more.

"That's the lady herself. The portraits on either side of the stairs are the lady's ancestors."

Full-size portraits hang on the stairs on either side.

"Why is the ancestor on the edge and the wine lady in the middle?" Annan continued to ask straightforwardly.

The old butler, who always remained indifferent, showed a hint of pride at this moment: "Because the ancestors of the lady were only farmers, merchants, and mercenaries, it is the lady who gave the Winchet family honor."

"That's the way it is." Soluman Bronzebeard shook her beard approvingly, "Every town in Plumbow County can buy the Wine Lady's wine, and every tavern has the Wine Lady's investment."

The old butler raised his head reservedly and proudly.

Stopping in the hall where the smooth tiles reflected the outline, the old butler said to Soluman Bronzebeard: "Please wait here for a while, Madam only wants to see Mr. Annan."

"I leave it to you." The female dwarf with a dirty beard and old leather armor was out of place here, "Can I sit here?"

"Uh...you're the lady's wine merchant, of course."

The old butler even asked the servants to prepare black tea—a rare courtesy for Bronzebeard.And Annan followed the old butler along the spiral steps on both sides of the hall to the second floor.

Passing the young maids lying on the window sill or kneeling in front of the wall to clean up the decorations, the old housekeeper stopped in front of a log door.

knock knock --

After knocking on the door and opening it, the old butler stepped back and said, "The lady is inside."

Annan walked into the study with an inexplicable sense of tension.The door behind him closed softly.

In the low-luxury study room covered with a red carpet, Margaery leaned lazily on the seat, and her home attire without much makeup left her with only a mature charm.

"Lindy said that your letter from Breeze City was only delivered this morning..." Those narrow eyes fell on Annan with a smile: "Are you so impatient to see me?"

Annan struggled to get rid of the ambiguity and ambiguous atmosphere, just like he did to Lanlong, he said the prepared manuscript: "There is a spinning mill where I live, and those spinning wheels are very slow. I have a way to improve them, which is better than the old spinning wheel." It is more than eight times faster, and it is also more than four times faster than the best spinning machine in Breeze City."

Margaery sat up a little bit straighter: "Where is your improved spinning wheel?"

"...still in production." Annan lied.

Margaery became less interested, and when Annan wondered whether he had said something wrong, or that there was a better spinning wheel in the bustling south that the bards said, Margaery tapped the table lightly.

"Come back when you get your stuff, sweetheart."

The door at the back opened again, and the old butler was waiting outside.

"I'll bring the spinning wheel over in a few days." Annan bid farewell to Ms. Wine until the chat was over, and followed the old butler back to the hall downstairs.

"How about it?"

"Good progress, she's calling me sweetheart!"

"what?"

Annan, who realized that he had said something wrong, blushed and said, "I mean...she said that as long as she brought the spinning machine, she would discuss cooperation."

Soluman Bronzebeard, who has been there, didn't laugh at the boy's immaturity at all, and walked out with Annan: "Spinning machine? Is this the idea you came up with?"

"I think the spinning wheel in the factory could use some improvement."

The road leaving the manor was like walking on a forest path, reminding Annan of Pinglin Town—is this one of the reasons why Ms. Wine likes to go to the town?

"Ladies love roses."

Annan, who was about to get into the carriage after leaving the manor, looked at the old butler who suddenly reminded him in puzzlement.

"A lady never lets a man into her study."

Annan nodded lightly in a daze, and got into the carriage.

The mage tower carriage moved slowly, intersected with a luxurious carriage and then left the block.

The luxury carriage stopped in front of the manor, a handsome young man entered the manor, and came out with the old housekeeper soon after.

"Ladies like roses," said the old butler suddenly to the young man.

"what?"

"A lady never lets a man into her study."

……

Annan who came back was very excited.

The problem of the sales channel is solved, and now only the finished product needs to be produced.

But there was something wrong with Michael.

"Your side is going well?" Michael saw Annan's joy and guessed that it was going well. "I have some bad news..."

"what happened?"

"Flora didn't bring the goblin back. She said the goblin abused her and refused to cooperate with humans."

"It doesn't make sense..."

Annan recalled the contact with the smart goblin, it definitely didn't look like... a goblin who could say such things.

"What kind of personality is that 'Flora'?" Bronzebeard still noticed something.

"Smart, proud, and will definitely become a mage in the future... Well, I know what the problem is. Sorry I didn't pay attention to this."

"It's okay, let me go." Annan said.

"Let's start again tomorrow. In the morning, the scavenger found a rat infestation in the west of the city, and the city gate was temporarily sealed off." Michael replied.

After sitting in the tavern and listening to the guests chatting for a while, Annan returned to the attic in the evening.

After reading a book for a while, I lay on the bed.Annan saw that a web was woven in a narrow corner of the attic, and the little spider was lying on the web, waiting for the prey to fall on it.

Annan who regained his peace of mind fell into a deep sleep.

Then, I had another bizarre dream.

(End of this chapter)