When the golden retriever's serene gaze came into view from the shadow, Klein's forehead twitched indiscernibly. He did not hide the fact that he was a little frightened.
He naturally turned his gaze away and looked at Miss Justice's group.
How scary … Why is this dog hiding in a corner for no reason? Why is it hiding in the shadows … It seemed to be looking at everyone in the hall … Uh, Miss Justice seems to have fed a Spectator potion to an animal. She had once sought Mr. The Hanging Man's advice … Could it be this golden retriever? One was in the light, while the other was in the dark. Which actor would be able to handle it? In high society, the Spectators aren't limited to Miss Justice and company. She joined the Psychological Alchemy under the guidance of other nobles. I think she's the sister of Madam Duke Of Negan? As Klein lampooned and analyzed, he walked towards Macht's family and asked in a seemingly casual manner,
"Those who came in just now seemed to be very noble?"
Macht glanced at Dawn Dantès and chuckled.
"The Earl of East Chester's family. You can directly call him the Earl Hall. You should have heard of him.
"That's his wife, Lady Catelyn. That's his eldest son, Lord Hibbert. You've met him …"
Upon hearing Macht's introduction, Klein suddenly felt a sense of shame. This was because he had indeed seen Hibbert Hall at a ball hosted by the other party, but he hadn't paid any attention to this lord. Otherwise, he wouldn't have questioned which noble he was from.
Alarmed by Miss Justice's sudden appearance … Klein maintained his smile as he listened.
Macht continued.
"That's his daughter, Miss Audrey Hall. For the past two years, she's been known as the most dazzling jewel in Baekeland. This is very realistic, isn't it?"
Without waiting for Dawn Dantès to respond, he tactfully said,
"Among her suitors are princes, dukes' heirs, and many noble lords and gentlemen."
Macht's hidden meaning was very clear. It was to tell a fellow like him, who had a wide range of interests in women, to not have any thoughts about this lady. She was a target that he couldn't touch.
However, another thought flashed through Klein's mind.
So Miss Justice is the daughter of Earl Hall. It's no wonder she's so rich. It's no wonder she never haggles …
Earl Hall is one of the top bankers in the kingdom. He's the most influential member of the House of Lords and one of the hereditary nobles. His wealth is only slightly greater than Baron Syndras' …
Even if Miss Justice isn't able to inherit the title and family business, the assets she receives would still be worth at least a hundred thousand pounds …
"Coupled with her looks, background, and personality, she's indeed the best candidate for the royal family and nobles to marry …
However, her continuous purchase of mystical items doesn't look like she only has a few hundred thousand pounds … Can this be reimbursed? I also want to rely on my father … "
As his thoughts raced, Klein smiled in response to Macht's reminder.
"I've heard all sorts of rumors about Miss Audrey, but I've realized today that they aren't too exaggerated.
"Unfortunately, I'm not a prince, nor am I the heir to the titles of duke, marquis, earl, or viscount. Otherwise, I would also be one of her suitors."
He was implicitly expressing that he knew his own identity and position.
Macht didn't continue the topic as he began introducing Dawn Dantès to some of the guests he knew, truly bringing him into high society. Of course, the greatest help in this matter was the Church of Evernight. Without the charity gala they held for the bursary foundation, Macht wouldn't have been able to bring Dawn Dantès directly to those people of high status.
Marquis Rosent, Earl Gross, Viscount Loughran … The aristocratic believers of the Goddess exchanged a few pleasantries with Dawn Dantès, all of them in a rather cordial manner.
Before Macht finished his introductions, an elder walked in.
He wore a black clergyman robe with red accents. On his chest were five Dark Sacred Emblems. His face was clean without a beard, and his eyes were deep, dark, and serene.
Including Earl Hall, everyone turned to face the elder and bowed respectfully.
"Good evening, Your Excellency Saint Anthony."
This elder was one of the thirteen archbishops of the Church of Evernight, Saint Anthony Stevenson!
He was the person in charge of the Baekeland diocese, a member of the upper echelons of the Church in the truest sense of the word.
The moment Klein saw the archbishop, his body and mind involuntarily trembled. He couldn't help but find it hard to hide it. It was as though he had returned to his youth, walking on a village path without any street lamps.
He swept his gaze and saw that the other guests didn't have such an intense reaction. He immediately understood that the "horror" Saint Anthony brought about was something that could be sensed more clearly the stronger one's spirituality was. He hurriedly entered Cogitation in an attempt to converge it.
When he managed to control his trembling, Saint Anthony had already revealed a smile. He surveyed the area and tapped his chest four times in a clockwise fashion.
"Praise the Lady."
"Praise the Lady," all the guests participating in the charity gala responded.
With the arrival of the archbishop, Macht stopped introducing the remaining guests to Klein because the gala had officially begun.
According to the usual practice, everyone first sat in their seats and piously prayed to the Goddess for three minutes. Following that, the cathedral's choir walked to the front of the altar and used an ethereal and orderly song that could cleanse one's soul to praise the Goddess.
After the religious ritual ended, Bishop Elektra was instructed by Saint Anthony to come to the side where the choir had been standing. There was a wooden platform with all sorts of books placed on it.
"Thank you for coming. Your character is like the resplendent stars in the silent night …" Bishop Elektra said a few polite words before saying, "Our establishment of a bursary foundation for the poor stemmed from Mr. Dawn Dantès's suggestion. He is a true noble gentleman. His piety and character are impeccable, making him a role model. Let's invite Mr. Dawn Dantès to give us a short speech."
Although Klein was already prepared, he still gasped when he heard the last sentence.
This wasn't like usual. There were two or even more "spectators." It wasn't a place where he could brag as he wished. The content of the speech had to be sufficiently real to prevent anyone from noticing that he was lying or using fake examples!
Pressing down on the clothes at his abdomen, he quickly stood up and walked to the wooden platform while buttoning his suit.
After coming to the back of the wooden platform, he found his footing and surveyed the nobles, Members of Parliament, clergymen, and high-ranking government employees. He smiled and said, "I'm a little nervous.
This is the first time I'm being looked at by so many people of high status.
"I was once active in the areas where the poor gathered and the chaotic Southern Continent. Because of that, I saw many things. There was a little girl who started helping her mother make matchboxes from the age of six. If she didn't do that, her family wouldn't even have the money to buy rye bread after they paid their rent. The rye bread they ate had a lot of wheat bran. Occasionally, they would bite on gravel and pebbles. They were so hard that they could use them as sticks to attack others …"
"As this young lady gradually grew up, although she was very tired every day and her family didn't have any extra money, she still yearned for the night school organized by the Church. She hoped to learn how to read and grasp knowledge, because she knew that only by doing so could she not continue her present life. Only then could she not starve, wear clothes that could truly withstand the cold, and not go to a factory with terrible conditions, dying in her twenties …
Klein selected the experiences of the poor children he had seen, combined them together, and spoke with sincerity.
He could clearly see that the ladies more or less revealed looks of pity. Some of the girls' eyes even shimmered, such as Audrey Hall.
What an easily moved child … My performance comes from the bottom of my heart. I can even move myself, much less the Audience … However, most of the gentlemen weren't moved much. Some likely already understand the situation of the poor, while others don't care about people of low status … Klein swept his gaze and continued, "Our industry is developing.
"Our industry is developing, and we'll definitely need more literate workers in the future … Our election conditions are being relaxed, and those who are eligible to vote in the future will definitely include the majority of educated people … Out of pity for these poor children and my expectations for the kingdom's future, I've decided to donate all of my Coim Company shares to the Church to establish a scholarship fund for the poor, allowing them to have a chance to enter the true temple of knowledge after attending the free night school …"
Earl Hall, who had a beautiful mustache, nodded when he heard that. He was the first to raise his hands and clap gently.
Amidst the warm applause, Klein returned to his seat. Bishop Elektra went forward and announced, "Mr. Dawn Dantès's donated shares are worth 15,000 pounds.
"The shares that Mr. Dwayne Dantès donated are worth 15,000 pounds. We will use it to establish a Loen Charity Bursary Foundation. Ladies and gentlemen, if you agree with his ideas and sympathize with children who yearn for knowledge, you can participate in this foundation."
As he spoke, he pointed to the donation box beside him.
Audrey retracted her gaze, pressed the corner of her eyes, and turned her head to her father.
"Dad, I plan on donating 1,000 pounds. What about you?"
As she spoke, she quickly summarized the situation she had just observed in her mind.
Dawn Dantès likely led a life at the bottom of society. His sympathy, pity, and speech are all very real … Those poor children are really pitiful …
When the bishop mentioned that the shares are worth 15,000 pounds, the corners of his mouth curled up unnaturally. It's obvious that his heart aches for the money. However, the sincerity of his donation doesn't seem fake … This can only mean that he's a gentleman who loves money, but he also "loves" kindness …
What was the reason for his surprise and attempt to hide it when he saw me?
He's seen me somewhere, but he doesn't know who I am? But there's no need to hide it …
He recognized my necklace as a mystical item, so he was surprised. Later on, he tried to hide it?
If that's the case, it means that he's definitely a Beyonder. Furthermore, his Sequence isn't too low …
Hmm, I'll ask Susie when I get back. Perhaps she noticed other details. She's hiding in the dark and won't be guarded against, allowing her to discover more.
Amidst her thoughts, Audrey saw her father, Earl Hall, take out a checkbook and a fountain pen with a smile.
The amount he wrote was:
10,000 pounds!
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