Ma 'am Willis glanced at Dawn Dantès's face and smiled without minding it at all.
"Your past, your experiences in Desi Bay and the Southern Continent, are more interesting than anything I've seen. It makes me wish to have the same experience."
Of course, this is based on a true story. Thanks to Anderson Hood, a hunter who always runs around … As Klein cast his gaze at the cream cake, he chuckled and said, "It's because I've only mentioned the interesting parts.
"Because I've only told you the interesting parts. There are a lot of things I don't want to remember."
After a simple comment, he began enjoying his dessert. However, when Ma 'am Willis and the other ladies heard this, they suddenly recalled the title of a best-selling book: A Man with a Story. In their eyes, Dawn Dantès was just like that. He appeared like a calm lake, but in fact, there was no bottom to him. There were many surprises hidden within, but there was also a lot of pain buried within.
The banquet came to an end at 9: 40. A number of gentlemen and ladies headed to the card room to play Texas for two hours. The remaining men headed to the activity room and planned on chatting for a while. This didn't exclude ladies and ladies from joining, but as there were many smokers and it was inevitable that there would be sexual topics, there weren't any ladies participating. They either went down to the first floor and gathered around the piano, listening to the performers play while singing softly. Or they would form groups of two or three and play chess for fun.
Klein chose to head to the activity room on the second floor. A private chat with fewer people helped him be accepted into this circle as soon as possible.
After entering the room, he observed the environment and went straight to the window. He opened it and pulled out a high-back chair to sit down.
Just as Klein finished this series of actions, he saw the host of the banquet, Portland Moment, holding a pipe and laughing.
"Men always need some space for themselves."
He was a tall elder with a loud voice and a rosy face. He looked to be in his sixties, and his hair was rather thick, but it was all white. His facial features were very typical of an ordinary Rouen without any special traits.
"Yes, when ladies are around, they have to consider their image and their feelings. I wanted to kiss it an hour ago." Hazel's father, Member of Parliament Macht, took out a gorgeous silver metal box and took out a cigarette.
So did the other men who came into the sitting-room, pipes or cigarettes appearing in their hands as if by magic.
As the flames flickered, wisps of smoke curled up, giving the room a feeling that the smog from yesterday had yet to dissipate.
After closing his eyes to enjoy it for a few seconds, Portland Moment turned to look at the guest by the window.
"Dwayne, don't you smoke?"
Klein clenched his fist, pressed it to his mouth, and coughed lightly.
"I haven't fully recovered yet. The doctor told me not to smoke for the time being."
Frankly speaking, he was about to choke. Fortunately, he had cleverly chosen a spot by the window.
This group of opium smokers … Klein curled his right index finger and rubbed it in front of his nostrils.
He really wanted to use his Magicians's Beyonder powers to create invisible air tubes that extended outwards to bring in fresh air and escape the harm of secondhand smoke. However, considering that there might be Beyonders hidden among the men present, he rationally gave up on the idea.
Portland Moment laughed out loud when he heard that.
"I heard from Bishop Elektra that your illness wasn't without reason, Dwayne. You lack a wife!"
This professor was a believer of the God of Steam and Machinery, but his wife believed in the Evernight Goddess. Therefore, they settled down on Böklund Street near Saint Samuel Cathedral. From time to time, bishops would visit and interact with them.
Is he mocking me for thinking of women when I'm sick? I really can't tell that Bishop Elektra is a man who likes to spread rumors … It's all Arrodes's fault! Klein lampooned as he shook his head and smiled.
"I respect marriage very much. If I don't have a suitable goal, I'd rather be single."
At this moment, Mr. Willis, a high-ranking employee of Baekeland City Hall, blew out a smoke ring.
"Actually, I'm very envious of Dwayne's single status. This means that I can pursue any type of lady."
He deliberately emphasized "any type", making everyone in the activity room let out a suggestive laugh.
Has the fact that Dawn Dantès has a wide range of preferences and that he doesn't reject any type of charming woman spread throughout this street? Klein controlled his right hand and didn't subconsciously rub his temples. He felt that his image of a rich newcomer with depth, temperament, looks, and the way he spoke had undergone a subtle change.
He first suspected that it was the blabbermouth Bishop Elektra who had spread the news. Following that, he felt that it was his butler, Walter, who had gotten his servants to spread the news.
This was because an extremely charming man without any flaws would always be unconsciously ostracized by others of the same sex in their circles. But when he had flaws, it was easy for others to feel close to him when there was something to tease him about.
Klein wasn't angered by this teasing that had a tinge of perverseness. He deliberately smiled bitterly in a rather gentlemanly manner.
"That's why it's so difficult for me to make a choice. I've been single all this time."
"Haha." Portland Moment and the others laughed at the same time.
Macht then said, "What you need is the ability to make decisions.
"What you need is the ability to make decisions. A good marriage and a good family will help a man a lot."
He stopped teasing and seriously exhorted him.
From the looks of it, no matter which World I'm in, I can't escape the fate of being urged to get married … Klein nodded slightly as he casually swept his gaze to the window and enjoyed the night view of Portland Moment's garden.
At this moment, he saw a figure. Hazel Macht, who was dressed in a dark-green dress, was walking along a small path into the depths of the garden. From time to time, she would stop and look around as though she was searching for something.
Wasn't this lady playing the piano just now? Why is she suddenly in the garden? When Klein retracted his gaze, Hazel's back had already been hidden by a cluster of flowers.
It wasn't rude for guests to leave the hall and enter the garden when attending a banquet or ball. This was because strolling under the moon with the night breeze that carried the fragrance of flowers was a very stylish thing to do. However, this often meant a rendezvous.
Who is Hazel meeting with? No, it doesn't seem like it. Among the people who came today, no one can make her "look" them in the eye. Although the shock she suffered in the sewers made her appear less arrogant, to the point of occasionally appearing depressed, deep in her heart, she still doesn't think much of ordinary people … Dealing with the negative effects of a mystical item? That doesn't make sense. Finding a lounge or the bathroom would be better than going to the garden. It'll be more concealed. Besides, during her ball, she also went to the third floor and not the garden … Klein eliminated all the impossibilities and had a preliminary guess.
From the way Hazel is sensing or searching for something, she seems to have discovered something abnormal and is planning on observing and dealing with it up close?
This also means that there's a supernatural situation at Professor Portland Moment's home?
If that's true, this professor or someone in his family isn't simple … The bishops of Saint Samuel Cathedral often come to visit, but they didn't discover anything!
Hmm, a Marauder's sensing and observation abilities are definitely unique in certain aspects …
Klein didn't have any thoughts of interfering in matters outside. This was because a problem that Hazel could sense wasn't too dangerous. Furthermore, this place was very close to Saint Samuel Cathedral. If there were any secrets, no one would want to blow it up. They would be very restrained.
At this moment, Macht, who was in the activity room, extricated himself from the effects of the vulgar joke and looked at Portland Moment.
He looked at Portland Moment and said, "I heard that you're leaving Baekeland University?"
Professor Portland Moment sucked on his pipe and said, "That's right.
The Higher Education Commission wishes for me to be the chancellor of the newly established Baekeland University of Technology. Heh heh, although most of my wealth comes from those alloys, I'm best at mechanical engineering.
"They promised to build a better laboratory there and give me more funding. Ha, at my age, having more autonomy and better helpers is indeed more important."
Mr. Willis echoed with a smile.
"And with Baekeland University having an additional vacancy as a full professor, those senior associate professors who have been waiting for decades finally have a chance."
In Rouen's higher education system, a full professor wasn't just a professional title, but also a position. It was equivalent to a department dean, so there could only be one.
Baekeland University of Technology … Klein listened with a smile. He didn't casually speak on topics he didn't understand.
…
In the garden, Hazel came to a dark and uninhabited corner.
She had just discovered that the ants and other creatures on the ground were gathering abnormally. Her spiritual perception also felt that there was something hidden here.
This was a talent that came from her Sequence. She had never made a mistake before.
She could directly choose the valuable item hidden in the sealed boxes without any additional help. Of course, she couldn't tell what it was exactly. All she knew was that compared to the others, it was definitely more valuable.
Just like Mr. Dawn Dantès. He definitely has something very valuable on him … The corners of Hazel's mouth curled up as she cast her attention at the soil in front of her that looked a little soft.
She sensed that quite a lot of spirituality was gathering beneath it, creating a suction force that attracted insects and spirits.
It's not a human body, but some used spirituality materials … They should've been thrown away separately, but they ended up being buried together, resulting in unnecessary changes … Hazel's eyes darkened a little as she deciphered the situation beneath the soil from the spirituality's characteristics and changes that weren't concealed.
She lifted her chin slightly and looked back at the building, believing that there was at least one supernatural being in Portland Moment's house.
And if she didn't deal with the problem in the corner of the garden, this place and the nearby houses would be haunted in a few days!
Hazel retracted her gaze, extended her left hand, and aimed at the soil in front of her. She gently clenched her fist and twisted her wrist.
The spirituality that had gathered there suddenly vanished, as though it had been stolen by someone.
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