Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 27 Issuing Documents
Ivan stood up slowly, threw away the table knife, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and walked towards where his father was.

Ser Dorian smiled awkwardly when he saw his son approaching.

He knew that it was unreasonable to call Ivan over at this time, after all, the other party was busy with the opening of the clinic.

Ivan sized up these people, and finally turned his attention to Mrs. Dowling.

This is the woman her father married.

She has some very ridiculous ideas - she probably thinks that the wealth and rights she enjoys are all natural, as long as she relies on the communication methods of the upper class, keeps making friends and showing off, she can always maintain the power of the family.

"Country woman."

Ivan opened his mouth silently.

Mrs. Dowling's forehead tightened, and she wanted to lose her temper subconsciously, but she realized that she was still in public, so she had to suppress her anger and introduce her son to the people next to her with a smile on her face.

Ser Dorian did not see what Ivan was doing.

With his belly on his head, he said politely: "This is Mr. Alter, his wife, and you have met Miss Godiva before."

Ivan took a deep look at Mrs. Dowling, then walked forward and performed a standard noble salute.

Miss Godiva also curtseyed. She wore a long dress of a very light color, and her long blond hair could touch the glittering decorations on the back with a slight movement.

"Hello, nice to meet you."

Seeing things going in the direction she wanted, Mrs. Dowling smiled.

She meant something: "Let's go dance and leave some space for young people."

Sir Dorian blushed. His wife never wanted to dance with him because he was quite old and his body was not flexible. It can be said that it was a blessing to be able to hold on to the middle of the dance music every time.

Mr. Airt saw everything in his eyes, and then thought for a moment: "I'm very sorry, Your Excellency. I'm afraid Godiva's first dance has already been booked, and she and her good friend have already made an appointment. , let's dance together, right?"

"Yes, Dad."

"Why don't we go to the dinner table and chat for a while?"

"Yeah, it's still early for the first dance."

Mr. Alter nodded: "That's right, we should have a good chat, Gellers. Except for business matters, we have never asked each other about each other's lives. Godiva, you don't have to stay here to listen to us It's about adults, isn't your friend looking for you?"

"Okay, I wish you a good chat." Godiva kissed his father and walked towards the other side.

All actions are in line with etiquette, and no one else can find fault with them.

Sir Dorian muttered to himself, they probably knew about Ivan's incident...

Ivan's predecessor played and killed a female commoner, not many people knew about it, and was suppressed by Sir Dorian's spending money.

It may be due to the confusion of consciousness. Ivan's thoughts are more inclined to the predecessor than the original values ​​of the traverser.

That's why he adapted so quickly to life in the Middle Ages.

Mrs. Dowling was so angry that her teeth were itching, but due to the rules of the upper class, she couldn't really take any action to stop it.

Mrs. Dowling had no choice but to cast her eyes on the motionless son next to her, angry that the other party was such a fool that she didn't even have any eyesight.

Ivan has been watching all this with cold eyes.

Mrs. Dowling's self-assertive behavior was asking for trouble.

Alt and his family are all from Francett's center "Bam City".

Although they don't know why they came to Luzpittburg, but they have seen the top luxury, obviously they will not look down on a local local snake with no background.

In Ivan's memory, he and Godiva had been in contact before.

That process was like today.

Under the polite behavior, there is infinite contempt and alienation hidden.

Ivan glanced at the lady with a light pace, and he knew that Miss Godiva should be a lady who obeyed her parents, and she was not a person of the same world as himself.

Will not encounter in the future.

After the conversation between Sir Dorian and Mr. Alter was over, Mrs. Dorian, who had been suffocating for a long time, gave Ivan a look, and walked towards her noble wives on her own.

And Sir Dorian touched his head, and could only sigh.

"If I had known that you were engaging in these boring social activities, I wouldn't have come here."

Ivan picked up a glass of wine, and the red liquid shook in the glass, forming a lustrous and attractive vortex.

"I'm sorry, son."

"Sometimes, your mother has a strong personality, and I have to listen to her opinion."

"not to mention"

Ivan put down the glass: "What's more, you did something to feel sorry for her."

"How do you know?" said Dorian in surprise.

However, when he finished this sentence, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue.

Sir Dorian coughed a few times, and replied in a low voice: "It seems that you have heard some rumors, but it is very normal for an older man to be favored by several understanding ladies."

"Definitely not including hanging out with servants."

"Enough is enough, this is too explicit."

Ser Dorian was angry at first.

Soon, he became curious: "How did you know this? I did it so carefully that even your mother didn't notice it."

"Just some simple reasoning."

Ivan rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingers: "That woman should know a little bit about the fact that the family is standing in line. Judging from her attitude towards you in the carriage before, maybe she is already looking for a way to get out."

"Hey—she's still loyal to the Dorian family, you can't doubt your mother."

"That woman takes pleasure for granted, it's strange to have a good face towards you, and look at the current situation, I'm not the only reason for the alienation of the Alt family."

Ivan kindly pointed out the marks for him, and Sir Dorian immediately covered his neck, obviously it has been so long, how come there are still marks.

Ivan waved his hands, indicating that he saw it by accident.

"I hope you will be careful, your enemies will not follow the rules."

That's all he can say, he took out a list from his arms and handed it to the other party.

"what is this?"

"It is necessary to withdraw some money."

"Just talk to Simmons directly, he won't stop it."

"The amount is relatively large, you'd better take a look."

Sir Dorian looked at it, and almost threw away his wine glass: "Five Thousand Gold Lang, my God! Which brothel are you going to buy?"

In this era, the initial capital of a small factory is only more than 1000 gold lang.

It's a bit outrageous for Ivan to ask the family for five thousand gold lang.

In addition, I want to explain that although Ivan's clinic charges expensive consultation fees, not many people can afford it. In addition, he has purchased a lot of medical books and experimental equipment before, and his income and expenditure are barely balanced.

"No, it's the funds to open the clinic."

"I remember, you have already paid the rent, the location of the place is good, and there are quite a lot of people seeing the doctor."

"That was an early plan."

Sir Dorian thought for a moment, then got a pen, and signed his name on the signed form.

If it hadn't been for his son's performance in the past half month, he was really worried about signing his name on this signing form.

Sir Dorian said meaningfully: "Master Mazarin was successfully rescued, and our family has benefited a lot from it. I don't know what role you played in it, but my intuition tells me that you played a great role in it." .”

"Take this money as your reward. I hope you don't spend it indiscriminately to disappoint me."

"You will see the results soon." Ivan smiled, took his things and left.

Ivan has already made a plan. He knows that it is difficult to kill a werewolf by himself. The best way is to use the money to contact Henry, the security officer who has made friends with the Dorian family.

He is in charge of the city's vigilante.

There are people, there are guns.

Since werewolves are carbon-based creatures, it is impossible for them to be strong enough to ignore muskets.

(End of this chapter)