Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 746 Will Never Be Discovered?
"Well, this is Patricia's research and thinking on the law of dependence between spirituality and magic in the Thirteen Saints. She seems to have realized earlier than Fei that magic and the human body are not inseparable. If I show this research notebook to Fei, will she be happy or angry? This seems to be the diary of an ordinary believer in the All Saints' Gospel Monastery. It records in detail the basic situation and daily customs of the ancient city of Ardes. It seems to have unique significance for studying the lives of the ancestors of that era. And, this should be the most important discovery in this archaeological project, the "Introduction to Spirituality" written by that man himself. Although it is only an engraved version, it still has important research value. However, for now, it is not content that can be made public. Heinrich, you should pay attention and don't put it in your museum as an ordinary exhibit."

The girl in front of the bookshelf turned her head and gave a serious instruction.

Professor Heinrich, who had presided over many archaeological projects and was familiar with this, naturally would not make such a low-level mistake, but he still nodded slightly and accepted the advice from his immediate superior: "I understand, Lady Timeis. Please rest assured that the relevant materials that will be exhibited at this party and in the museum of the Institute of Prehistoric Heritage have all been strictly reviewed and will never leak any confidential information."

"That's good."

Timis breathed a sigh of relief, and then seemed to want to say something, but before that, her attention was attracted by the contents of her research notes. She gradually forgot what she was going to say, and even forgot where she was. She just immersed herself in the ocean of knowledge and was in a trance.

It's like this again.

Professor Heinrich was not surprised. He just sighed silently, then bowed slightly and said, "In this case, please allow me to take my leave first and go to greet the guests attending the party. Lady Times, you can rest here for a while. If you need anything, you can call me at any time."

There was no response, and Heinrich had not expected a response. After saying this, he turned around and left the secret room quietly.

Receiving Lady Timeis was just an extra task; he had a truly important mission tonight.

……

In the shade of the dense cypress slope, there are a group of luxurious buildings, with a red brick and white tile Baroque mansion as the center, spreading out into the night. This is the Schliemann family's manor, Xiaoliang Palace, which has always been praised by people. But not only that, on this land of more than 400 hectares, there is also a horse farm, a forest farm and a hunting ground for autumn hunting, an artificial lake, a museum and the headquarters building of the Institute of Prehistoric Heritage. It can be said that being able to own such a large piece of land in the Westminster area, where every inch of land is valuable, is a direct reflection of the Schliemann family's deep roots in the land of Runkwell.

The carriage slowly arrived in front of the gate of the manor, which was a large iron gate made of dense iron bars welded into a strange and intricate window pattern. The doorposts on both sides had been eroded by wind and rain, but still retained a clean appearance. The bronze lion statue on the top seemed to be crawling and sharpening its claws, casting a cold and eerie gaze at every carriage passing under the iron gate.

A well-dressed, serious middle-aged man, who seemed to be the butler of the manor, was welcoming the distinguished guests at the iron gate with several male servants, and at the same time implicitly asked to check the invitation. When it was Ling's turn, Gloria, who had been prepared, handed the golden invitation to the butler through the car window. After the latter took it and took a look, the expression on his face, which was always polite, respectful and cautious, changed for the first time.

Although it was a subtle change, Gloria in the car seemed to notice it. She chuckled and asked, "Why, is there any problem, Mr. Esther?"

Before the operation began, adhering to the principle of knowing both oneself and the enemy, the detective had already explored the basic situation of Xiao Liang Palace, so she could say the name of the butler in a relaxed tone. This performance undoubtedly confirmed the identity of the guest from the side in the eyes of the other party, so he did not dare to neglect it. While handing back the invitation, he bowed slightly and saluted: "Nothing, guest, I'm sorry to delay your time, please come in, my master has been waiting for you for a long time." "I am also looking forward to meeting Viscount Schliemann."

Gloria replied politely, and then Nevile drove the carriage, slowly passed through the iron gate under the gaze of two bronze lion statues, and entered the villa estate called Xiaoliang Palace. Entering through the gate was a tree-lined residential road, and long cypress branches intertwined above the carriage, forming a dark archway. The cypress leaves that fell on the forest road absorbed the noise, making the rumbling of the wheels seem a little quiet.

After the carriage moved forward for a distance, it came to a crossroads. At the crossroads was a beautiful fountain pool. An angel in the shape of a child held a holy pot in his hand. Clean water gushed out, making a crisp tinkling sound under the dim street lights. Going straight ahead was the mansion where the party was held. To the left was the headquarters building of the Prehistoric Heritage Research Institute, and to the right was the horse farm and stables.

Linger and Gloria followed the example of other guests and got off the car in front of the fountain. They had to walk the rest of the way to the porch of the mansion to show respect to the host. Nevile, under the guidance of the manor servant, drove the carriage towards the stables where the guests' carriages were parked.

At the same time, the servants who accompanied their masters to the party would be led to a nearby side hall to rest, where food and some entertainment games were also prepared for them. They had to stay there until the end of the party, unless the master had special requests that could only be completed by them, and could not be handed over to the servants of Xiaoliang Palace. Some servants who were deeply trusted by their masters might also have additional tasks to inquire about information from their peers - it was well known that in the upper class of Lunweiting, the people who knew the most secret information were often not the masters, but their servants.

Nevile and Leticia were examples of people who shouldered important tasks, but their tasks were somewhat special. As for Saint Charia, Alice, Olvera, and Lorena, they could only bear with it and stay in the carriage for a while. In order to deal with various emergencies, someone had to be on standby at all times.

Walking along the tree-lined residential avenue, other guests followed in twos and threes. Some were of extraordinary bearing and dignity, and should be politicians in the parliament; some were witty and well-behaved, and seemed to be young aristocrats; and some were well-dressed, but there was always a smell of money in their bones, and they seemed to be the president of a certain chamber of commerce... However, these guests of all kinds did not notice the combination of Lingge and Gloria. Although they should be the youngest and most outstanding couple among the guests, the dresses made by Rosa naturally played a role in reducing their presence, making everyone subconsciously ignore their existence.

However, this effect is only effective for those who are not able to concentrate enough, but it certainly does not work for Professor Heinrich Schliemann. As the host, he is always paying attention to the movements of the guests. In order to show his importance, he personally stands outside the porch of the mansion, warmly welcoming every invited guest, chatting with them and laughing.

This seemed to be part of the social etiquette of the nobles of the Kingdom of Great Britta, but it was a bit disadvantageous to Linger. When he noticed the professor's eyes on him, his steps were still slightly stiff for a moment despite being prepared. The young man knew that all his information was recorded in the archives of the church union, including his appearance. If he was recognized by Professor Heinrich here...

"Do not worry."

Suddenly, someone gently squeezed his arm to relax his tense muscles, and at the same time tilted his head slightly and placed it on his shoulder, and whispered like a young couple interacting intimately: "He can't recognize you."

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)