Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 690 Actor
At this moment, Angel almost thought that he had used the "hypocrisy" ring to transform back into the "Shadow of the Goddess" and appeared in Archbishop Anthony's office.

Didn't he find out that I was the "non-staff member" who reported the results of the mission to him two days ago? The disguise of the "faceless man" is a physical change on a real level and should not be easily seen through. However, we are now in St. Samuel's Church, on the periphery of the seal core of Chanis Gate. The archbishop who can control the seal does have "sensation" "To my possibility...

Thoughts flashed through Angel's mind, but Anthony in the shadows made no more moves and even looked away at the other guests, making her confused and uneasy.

Fortunately, the applause of the guests interrupted her thoughts. Klein slowly stood up at the invitation of Bishop Elektra and walked to the high wooden platform with a somewhat nervous look, preparing to give a speech before the fund-raising.

Of course, Angel knew that the tension he was suppressing was all the opponent's disguise. As a "Puppet Master", Klein's ability to control expressions would only be stronger than during the "Faceless Man" period. Even if his inner thoughts were really surging, it would Able to put on a nonchalant expression.

But there are one, no, two "audiences" present, and the problem can easily be seen if there is a slight abnormality in their demeanor... Angel glanced at "Justice" Audrey Hall sitting on the other side and discovered that this The new "hypnotist" is looking at the podium with bright eyes. The dark blue hairpin in her hair has been removed, and the unfixed part of her hair falls down from the side of her face, making her already flawless. The face looks even cuter.

That hairpin couldn't be a magical item made with the extraordinary properties of the "Calamity Priest". It's no wonder that she almost fell to the ground as soon as we met, and I had the same bad luck as me when I went out with the "Good Luck" revolver and the carriage broke its axle. It's almost the same... The corner of Angel's mouth moved slightly, and suddenly she felt another hidden gaze scanning her from time to time.

With the help of spirituality, Angel quickly found the owner of his eyes. He, no, it was Susie, the big golden retriever dog lying in the shadow beside the door.

Another audience member... Now I believe that Klein's nervous expression is not fake. How could he, an "actor", withstand the attack of two audience members... Suppressing his smile, Angel looked at Susie's gaze. He quickly returned to his normal sitting position and looked at Klein on the high wooden platform.

The latter's speech was coming to an end. He combined his real experiences in the East End and fictional experiences in the Southern Continent into a half-truth and half-false story, and based it on a mother and daughter in the East End who made a living by starching clothes and gluing matchboxes. A touching and tragic story.

Although the ending of the story is not bad, a pair of sisters who survived the great smog at the end of last year received help from the church and were able to continue their studies, but more poor people in the East End have terminated their studies due to high tuition fees, or He had to work early in the morning and work late at night, giving up the opportunity to study in free night schools. In the end, he could only work in factories with poor conditions, taking on odd jobs that did not require knowledge and only required hard work, and he died miserably in his twenties.

Angel noticed that many ladies present showed expressions of pity, and the young girls even had tears in their eyes, being moved by the poor life that almost never appeared in newspapers.

"…In order for them to have a bright future and for them to benefit from the kingdom's development, I have decided to donate all of my shares in Coim to establish a scholarship fund for the poor. I will provide some subsidies for students in the church's free night school and provide tuition and living expenses for students who are able to enter public colleges and universities. I will give everyone who aspires to the palace of knowledge the opportunity to realize their dreams."

The tone of Klein's final speech was calm and did not deliberately contain emotions to arouse the audience's emotions, but it moved every guest.

"Whoosh-"

Under the leadership of Earl Hall, the guests gave warm applause. Under their gaze, Klein returned to his seat, straightened his dress and sat down.

"great speech."

Angel whispered.

"I noticed you were looking around." Klein also turned his head and lowered his voice in response.

"Because I'm helping you monitor the two 'audiences'."

Angel retorted, successfully causing Klein to turn his attention to the golden retriever dog at the door, with a slightly stiff expression on his face.

As the applause had just stopped, their conversation could only be stopped quickly to avoid being heard by the "audience".

The agenda of the party also entered the donation stage. First, Bishop Elektra stuffed the envelope representing Klein's shares worth 15000 pounds into the donation box next to the shrine. Then guests who agreed with the concept of this fund could put their checks or cash in. box and make your contribution in a named or anonymous way.

Of course, since you are willing to attend the party, you must come with the intention to donate, and you will donate some amount. Moreover, almost all of the people present are nobles, factory owners, and bankers. Even if they have no intention of comparison, they will not expose their stinginess. .

Therefore, under the bishop's ardent eyes, the guests stood up from their chairs one by one, walked past the donation boxes one by one, and expressed their feelings.

Angel was also prepared. She took out a check issued by Backlund Bank from her bag, and filled it with the amount she and Klein had discussed: 1000 pounds.

This will not strain Angel, whose liquidity already exceeds ten thousand pounds, nor will it make people think that this young lady who is trying to enter the upper class is too stingy. According to the analysis of the two butlers, at this kind of charity party, guests without titles and average financial resources usually donate 500-1000 pounds. In order to maintain their face, nobles with titles often donate more according to their status, but usually they do not It will be over 2000 pounds.

Moreover, this amount can also help Angel, who has seen the miserable East End after the great smog, and understands the hardships of life of the poor in this world, to slightly alleviate his uneasiness.

She walked forward with the check and threw it into the donation box with Elektra's friendly smile.

At this moment, Audrey got up from the other side and came to the donation box. Angel glanced over and found that Miss Justice's check also had the amount of 1000 pounds written on it. "Thank you again for your help just now, Christine, um, can I call you that?"

Putting 1000 pounds into the box, Audrey took the opportunity to approach Angel, smiled slyly, and said.

I always felt that she was too close. Could it be that she recognized me as the "Queen" and that I was Eileen Watson who had helped her before... Impossible, absolutely impossible. My current appearance is similar to Angelica's. They are 70% similar, but there is no similarity with Irene under the disguise of the Ring of Madness. How could "Justice" who has never seen my true face recognize me... Angel's thoughts flowed and he squeezed out a smile:
"Of course, Miss Audrey."

"You can also call me by my name directly. As Mr. Dantès said, each of us is equal."

Audrey said in a brisk tone, and then she seemed to think of the poor people in the East Side mentioned by Klein, and the smile on her face disappeared again.

To be able to maintain such a pure heart in Backlund's upper class society, it should be said that she is born like this, or that her parents protect her well, but in any case, compared to those nobles whose pity and sadness are more dramatic than real feelings, "justice" The lady can be considered an angel... Angel murmured, leaving the donation box with Audrey, and followed the other guests who had completed their donations to the dining area in the back to start the real "party".

A variety of drinks or simple food are placed on the long table here, almost like a buffet. After the guests have taken their food, they can walk around the hall and communicate with others instead of sitting down to eat.

Even in order to reflect the theme of the party, there were no waiters in the hall, and the servants of the nobles stayed outside the church, and they had to help themselves to drinks and food.

Because he knew the format of the dinner, Angel came after dinner. At this time, he only took a glass of sweet white wine to moisten his throat, while Audrey chose a glass of champagne and continued to follow Angel. This made the two of them think again. Became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Christine, can you tell me more about your experience in Intis? I'm very interested in it."

Backlund's most dazzling gem blinked its green eyes, looked at Angel's face intently, and asked expectantly.

If nothing else, Miss "Justice" should have recognized me. The "audience" is so terrifying. I don't even understand how I was exposed now... Looking at Audrey's actions that are obviously inconsistent with her identity and character, Angel's face The smile on her face was almost unbearable. She took a sip of wine and made up the "Trier story" in her mind. After a while, she said:

"The people of Trier are proud of themselves. They call all non-Trier people 'outsiders', but they are also open-minded and positive. For example, a lady I know married a nobleman who had fallen on hard times and had a wife before, out of true love. The daughter of that nobleman is still busy earning money to support the family at sea, while her father has remarried... The men there are also very enthusiastic. There was a knight who stopped me on my way home and asked me to go with him... Of course, I didn't agree, and he was taken away by his men in the end."

Angel swears that what she said is true!
"Knight? Hasn't Intis abolished this system? I heard that it has been changed to the Medal of Honor."

Audrey covered her mouth and asked in surprise.

That's because he is an "Iron-Blooded Knight"... The corner of Angel's mouth moved. He was racking his brains to think of a reason to get away with it, but he found Klein slowly walking over with a glass of champagne, followed by Audrey's father. Earl Hall.

"Dawn," she greeted immediately, cleverly avoiding Audrey's questioning, "Your Excellency, your generosity makes me admire you."

Although she was already some distance away from the donation box, Angel's vision still allowed her to notice the amount of Earl Hall's donation.

12000 pounds.

There is no doubt that this is the donation amount second only to Klein today. The latter donated the shares that could not be converted into cash out of helplessness, while Audrey's father, Earl Hall, donated cash.

"This is out of recognition of Mr. Dantès' philosophy. We cannot choose to ignore suffering just because it exists and cannot be truly solved."

Although this middle-aged gentleman was a little fatter, he could still see some resemblance to Audrey and Hibbert and answered with a smile.

"Moreover, part of this is because of the help you gave Audrey just now."

What does my help to Audrey have to do with the amount of his donation... Angel looked at the Earl and then at Klein in confusion.

He must have misunderstood something, well, it's not really a misunderstanding... She murmured, feeling that the father and daughter were both "human beings", the former because of their life experience, and the latter because of their extraordinary characteristics.

"Your Majesty the Earl is right. I hope those who are in suffering can stay away from fear and find peace."

A soft voice came from beside several people. The Archbishop of Backlund Diocese, Saint Anthony, who probably had Sequence 3 strength, clasped his hands under his robe and walked quietly, with Bishop Elektra following behind him.

(End of this chapter)