Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 217 Meeting in the Salon

On Wednesday afternoon, Angel arrived at the Langdon House in the West End on time and met Servilia dressed up.

As she said, she was all dressed in new outfits, even the necklace and earrings were not the same as last time.

Seeing Angel also put on a green dress with lace and leg-of-mutton sleeves, Servilia said with satisfaction:
"Very good. It seems that the butler conveyed my words well. If you still wear the same clothes as last time..."

"Yes, you will drive me back."

Angel answered helplessly.

This dress cost her another 15 pounds!
Of course, she also thought about buying a cheaper dress, but considering that she was going to a salon in a noble mansion, she gave up on clothes that cost one or two pounds or even less from the beginning. In the end, she was confused by the recommendation of the clothing store clerk. Just bought this set.

Fortunately, this time Servilia seemed to have something to say that was not convenient for the maid to hear. She rushed her personal maids to another carriage, and she and Angel got into one alone.

As soon as they got in the car, Angel raised the issue of reimbursement for clothing purchase expenses, saying that this was a task expense and Servilia should pay for it.

"What did you say? Reimbursement?"

Servilia seemed to hear this word for the first time, and her expression was not anger or surprise, but confusion.

"This dress is only 20 pounds at most, right? What, only 15 pounds?" The pleasure witch said with a hint of disdain, "Bring a few sets of clothes back to my place next time. I have a few cabinets that I haven't worn at all. ...But you are taller than me, well, your body shape is also different..."

She frowned and looked Angel up and down.

"I'm really curious about what you looked like before you became a witch. Your face is so featureless, and being too tall is also a shortcoming. You have a good figure, but these alone are meaningless... Alas, in the end, I had to deal with Viscount Graylint myself. "

Seeing that the topic was getting further and further away, Angel quickly interjected:
"Reimbursement, we are talking about reimbursement now!"

"When the salon is over, you can ask my housekeeper to advance 100 pounds when you go back, um, for the mission." Servilia finally compromised, but then she asked in a sarcastic tone: "You were originally helping Mrs. Sharon to do things, right? Do you want to ask her for money? And as a mid-level Beyonder, why are you so short of money?"

Angel lowered his head guiltily: "I'm not short of money, it's just... my expenses have been a bit high recently."

"Hmph," Servilia obviously didn't believe it. "You have also stepped up from the ranks of 'assassin' and 'instigator'. Even if you are afraid that hurting rich people or nobles in Backlund will easily attract the attention of official extraordinary people, even if you are casual, If you find a gangster to plunder you, you can get hundreds of pounds, why should you worry about this little money?"

You should give me this little money...

Angel cursed.

It’s not that she really lacks these 15, no, 35 pounds. She has several magic potion formulas in her hand, and she can make a fortune as long as she finds the sellers at the gathering of extraordinary people. But according to Servilia, every time she goes to the salon, I have to change into a new set of clothes, and one day I will always fall into financial crisis.

Fortunately, the happy witch finally agreed to pay 100 pounds for the mission.

After having settled his worries, Angel then chatted with Servilia about Backlund's afternoon tea culture and the reasons why aristocrats were keen on salons. Once again, he received ruthless ridicule from the noble lady because of her poor knowledge of aristocratic culture.

Could it be that she dismissed the maid just so she could laugh at me?
Angel thought sadly.

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The carriage soon arrived at the residence of Viscount Gray Lint in Queens. Angel followed Servilia into the hall like last time and found that the people attending the salon this time were almost the same as before. It seemed that the Viscount had his own fixed social circle. .

This is also the current situation of Backlund's social season. Without the guidance of someone familiar, there is no way to enter the upper social circle, and there is no chance to even meet.

This time the theme of the salon was changed to music. There was a black piano in the center of the hall with smooth paint and exquisite decoration. A middle-aged man wearing a white tuxedo was playing melodious and soothing music. He looked like the person above. Like the novelists and poets in the literary salon, they were professionals invited by the Viscount.The topics discussed by the guests also revolved around music, but they were able to cleverly combine current events, hot topics and mutual preferences to guide the topic in the required direction, making Angel lament that he could only do this with the ability of an instigator, and these Nobles are probably born to be instigators.

As usual, Servilia was greeted by the male nobles as soon as she entered the hall. They were chatting like stars in the center of the venue, but there were a few other guests who formed a small circle of their own and did not participate.

Angel looked inquiringly and found that among the guests was Ms. Laura, whom she had just met yesterday.

The latter had also noticed her, and their eyes intertwined quickly. Angel was worried that the happy witch who claimed to have escaped from the "Witch Cult" would be discovered by Servilia, so he immediately looked away, preparing to find a corner to rest for a while, and then Find opportunities to get close to that small circle.

Unfortunately, the bounty hunter Hugh Dilcha did not come to the salon today, which made Angel a little disappointed. She originally wanted to use this acquaintance of Miss Audrey to get closer to the mission target, and she could also take the opportunity to test who it was. Entrust Hugh to search for himself.

Just as she slipped to a corner of the room and sat down, letting the waiter serve her a cup of fragrant black tea, the side door of the hall opened, and Viscount Gray Lint entered the room with a young woman.

The guests present, including Laura and Servilia, all looked at the guest next to the Viscount.

She wore a high-waisted white dress embellished with lace. Most of her long golden hair was tied behind her head, and the remaining two strands were draped around her ears, adding a lively atmosphere. Her green eyes were like the purest. She wore no jewelry on her ears or neck, but it made people feel that she was the most beautiful jewelry.

Why are there three "happy witches" in this small viscount's palace?
Angel subconsciously thought, but then denied it. This woman, or girl, her beauty is not mixed with the temptation of the pleasure witch, but the purest one, with perfect matching of facial features and face shape, which is heart-moving. The beauty.

As if she felt Angel's gaze, the woman's gaze swept over everyone present without leaving a trace, and finally rested on her for a moment.

Did she notice me?Or did they just recognize me as a stranger who had never been to a salon?
Angel quickly touched his finger and found that the "Crazy Ring" was still on his finger, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Viscount Graylingt and the beautiful girl greeted each of the guests present. Angel noticed that they were communicating in order of title and importance. The girl seemed to be very familiar with these social behaviors and saluted gracefully. , say hello, skillfully intervene in the conversation, and then quietly withdraw.

In comparison, I'm just a country bumpkin...

Angel remembered the joke he almost made when he greeted the Viscount when he came to the salon last time, and sighed in his heart.

Soon, the viscount and the girl came into contact with almost all the nobles present. He stayed to chat with Servilia, while the girl looked at Angel again, smiled slightly, and walked towards her.

"Hello, is this Miss Eileen?"

She lowered her skirt, sat on the sofa opposite Angel, and greeted in a sweet voice.

"Yes, you know me?"

Angel was a little curious. She was sure that she had never seen this girl before.

"I heard Miss Xio mention you. She said you were very interested in the occult. I think we might have a lot of topics to talk about."

Hugh mentioned me, and then we would have many topics to talk about?

Angel thought of a possibility, and the next second, it was confirmed by the girl herself.

"First meeting, I am Audrey Hall, and I would like to invite you to join our 'Little Salon of Occultism'."

The target of her mission, a girl named Audrey, introduced herself with a smile that melted everything.

(End of this chapter)