Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 753: Are you suddenly motivated?

The party was held in the main hall of the mansion, while the servants or maids accompanying the guests were invited to the side hall, where a place to rest and various foods were also prepared for them. Although it was not as luxurious as the main hall, it was enough to highlight the generosity and thoughtfulness of the host. Not every party could take these unknown servants into consideration. In most cases, they would serve the host wholeheartedly and attend a ninety-minute party before leaving, dragging their hungry or exhausted bodies.

In contrast, Viscount Schliemann's virtues as a true aristocrat seemed to shine brightly, worthy of his ancient and long-standing family name.

Moreover, since everyone was a servant and did not need to worry about status, etiquette and other factors, the atmosphere in the side hall was more harmonious, which formed a sharp contrast with the main hall, which seemed to be harmonious on the surface but had clear boundaries between classes and social circles. It seemed as if a real banquet was being held here, which reminded Countess Neveria of the impromptu banquets held by the proprietress Shesta every night she spent in the Elf's Deep Sleep Inn.

As an old noble of the Metosh Empire, Nevier thought she had seen all kinds of scenes, but in the end, she was still shocked by the frequency of the boss lady's banquets. However, as long as she could keep up with the boss lady's pace, she would gradually feel that such a life was not bad, at least better than the boring daily life of the nobles. If every party she attended could be as cheerful and unrestrained as the boss lady's banquet, how could she always leave early, leaving people with the impression that the silver-eyed countess was eccentric and difficult to get along with?
Of course, these are all off-topic and have nothing to do with the current situation. Nevile just recalled a little, and soon gathered her thoughts and focused on the next task. She looked down at her granddaughter and asked the same question as she did ten minutes ago: "Are you ready, Leticia? It's time to act."

"Guga?"

The little bat, who was concentrating on the food on the table, raised her head with half a piece of roasted lamb ribs in her mouth. She said incoherently: "Hey, hey, no, um, hey, I'm not full..."

But in reality, she had already eaten up half of the food on the table - except for the vegetable soup and salad - with such a swift movement, if it weren't for the dresses that Lorena had made for them, which had an enchanted effect that reduced their presence, they might have become the focus of everyone's attention. How could they have acted secretly then?

What's wrong with this child? She looks starving. Didn't I let her eat enough? This shouldn't be the case. Before the operation started, I specifically asked Miss Shesta to prepare a nutritious and balanced vegetable salad meal for her. It's a feast that children all like. How could she be hungry so quickly?

The Countess, who was totally unaware of the problem, sighed silently, took out a clean white handkerchief from the pocket of her black tuxedo, gently wiped the oil stains from the corners of her granddaughter's mouth, and whispered, "Don't eat anymore. After this operation is over, I'll ask Miss Shesta to make you whatever you want to eat. Now let's focus on business. Don't forget what Xiaoxia said before we set off."

“Ugu!?”

Grandma's words reminded Leticia of a vague memory, and a thoughtful light immediately appeared in her eyes: before they set off, a shepherdess who did not want to reveal her name had found the grandparents and grandchildren and gave them a death order in a calm but firm tone that could not be discussed: they must complete the task before the party progressed to the dancing session, and then let Ringo and Gloria find an excuse to leave early.

She didn't reveal the specific reason, and Neville didn't ask. She just thought she was worried that something might happen if it took too long. After all, it was under the nose of a philosopher of the society, so it was normal to be cautious. Only the wise little bat saw through the truth of the matter, because she vaguely heard her friend Metien mention that at this party, Lingge might dance ballroom dance with Miss Gloria. Of course, the pink-haired girl didn't mention what kind of dance ballroom dance was, so Leticia imagined it as a kind of dance that required hugging and hugging, and felt that this was very consistent with Lingge's character: he liked to take advantage of girls!

Saint Xia Liya...she must have done this to protect the girl named Gloria from being taken advantage of by Ling Ge!
That's right, we can't let such a beautiful and kind girl fall into the clutches of Lingge! Otherwise, she will definitely become like Ovella, who is not stupid but still makes stupid mistakes all day long; or like Ieta, who picks primrose petals in the windmill tower every day and talks to herself while picking: Lingge will come today, Lingge will not come today... They were such good girls, and they became like this because of Lingge!
When she thought of this, Leticia felt that she had a great responsibility, and a simple sense of justice arose in her heart. She swallowed the roasted lamb ribs in her mouth in a few gulps, took a reluctant look at the other food on the table, and resolutely turned around and said to Nevile: "Okay, let's go, grandma!" Nevile: "..."

Although I don’t know why she is suddenly so motivated, it should be a good thing, right?

……

The Yosuri Palace covers a vast area, with buildings of different purposes connected together, showing a corner of the towering in the dense cypress forest. The mansion used for the party should be the most luxurious one in the whole complex, and it is also the residence of Professor Heinrich Schliemann as outsiders believe. However, according to the investigation results of a great detective who does not want to be named, our dear Professor Heinrich has a little-known habit, that is, he never stays in this mansion, but prefers to live in a small building not far from the headquarters building of the Institute of Prehistoric Heritage. In other words, that is his real residence.

The small building is not only hidden, but also close to a lush forest. Leaving the forest is Hevis Street, and it only takes 15 minutes on foot to reach the headquarters of the Order, the Holy Glory Cathedral. As a philosopher of the association, choosing this location is naturally meaningful, and the secret study where Professor Heinrich keeps precious research materials is located here.

Standing on the outskirts of the forest farm, the first scene that can be seen from afar is not the scenery of the manor, nor the headquarters building of the Institute of Prehistoric Heritage, but the towering shadow of the Cathedral of the Holy Trinity in the night. Its outline is magnificent, but it does not have the sacredness and solemnity that a religious building should have. Because it is shrouded in darkness, it is more like a huge war machine, giving people a feeling of shock and fear.

The silver-eyed countess looked at it deeply, then quickly retracted her gaze and said in a deep voice, "Go ahead, Leticia."

"Okay, grandma!"

Then, in the shadows of the dense branches and leaves, two shadows, one big and one small, flashed by like swift meteors, startling the sudden sound of the wind. In the corner where no one paid attention, the branches that brushed past the night wind swayed slightly, making a rustling sound.

A long night began.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)