Chapter 35
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Dudian was excited. The monthly salary of a knight wasn't low. It was estimated that it was more than the monthly salary of Jura couple. The most important thing was that he could join the Ryan family as a knight. Most of the civilians would look up to him because of this identity.
However, he didn't immediately agree. He knew that the higher the reward was, the more dangerous it would be for him to scavenge outside the giant wall. Although he had heard from Fino that they would only scavenge in the safe areas, but it was difficult to guarantee that there wouldn't be other dangers. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a high reward.
"I'll think about it." Dudian pondered.
Old Fulin smiled: "You are welcome to join us at any time. In addition, you haven't found a place to live yet. If you don't mind, there are several vacant houses in Ryan's house."
Dudian declined: "Thank you for your kindness. I'll go back to my home to visit my parents. I won't live in the commercial district for the time being."
"Well, if you need anything in the future, don't hesitate to come to me."
"I will."
After the conversation, Old Fulin left and went to the center of the banquet to talk with other aristocrats.
Shortly after Old Fulin left, several aristocrats came to Dudian to discuss with him. However, the conditions they proposed were not much different from Old Fulin's. Dudian declined them one by one.
At this time, the melodious music suddenly stopped. A loud clap was heard. All the aristocrats who were chatting or eating in the hall looked towards the source of the clap.
The person who clapped was a middle-aged aristocrat who was about forty years old. He was tall and had a full belly. He saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him. His face showed a gentleman's modest smile: "Welcome to the eighth party of the Mellon consortium. I hope you will have a good time. In addition, today is the birthday of my daughter Sarah Mel. I hope that everyone can give her a blessing. Thank you!"
As he spoke, a girl in a dark red dress slowly walked out from behind a high platform in the middle of the hall that led to the second floor. She was about twelve or thirteen years old, with delicate cheeks and simple yet elegant clothing. She stood there gracefully, bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Uncles and Aunties."
The nobles present immediately burst into applause.
Dean's heart was moved. He had inquired about the Mellon consortium after returning to the accommodation. The Mellon consortium was composed of more than a dozen aristocratic families of different sizes. Only two of them had the right to speak. They were the Mel family and the Burong family. This girl was obviously a member of the Mel family. He had heard of this family's name when he was in the Meishan orphanage.
Moreover, the Knight of Light who had judged the alchemists in the desert three years ago was called Melk. Obviously, he was also a member of Mel family.
It could be seen that the influence of Mel family was extensive.
"This is a small gift that our Prynne family prepared for Miss Saya …" At this moment, a young man among the nobles spoke, holding an exquisite red gift box in his hand. He gently opened it, revealing a pair of snow-white silk gloves with extremely exquisite workmanship.
Sarah Mel's eyes lit up: "This is Master Sydney's craftsmanship. Thank you, I like it very much."
The young man smiled and handed the gift box to the servant who came to receive the gift.
At this time, the other nobles presented their gifts one after another, along with congratulatory words.
"Miss Saya." A young man in a brown gentleman's suit laughed: "I have heard that you like poetry. I specially asked Master Taizha to write a poem for you. I hope you will like it."
"Poem?" Sarah Mel's eyes lit up. She was somewhat happy.
The young man smiled faintly and took up a stance. He sang softly, "Your tears are on the stone. Your hesitant eyes are filled with that dusk. Who was it that revealed the sorrow in your heart …"
After a moment, he finished reciting the poem: "This poem is called 'Maiden's Sorrow'. I will give it to Miss Saya."
The audience suddenly applauded. Some nobles loudly cheered on the spot.
There was a happy smile on Sarah Mel's face: "It is indeed a poem by Master Taizha. I like it very much. I am very touched. Thank you!"
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Dean was listening to the cheers from the window. He felt helpless in his heart. He didn't bring anything with him. He hoped that those people wouldn't notice him so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"If it doesn't work then I will take out the poem that sister used to read." Dean secretly thought. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the manor outside the window sill. There was a figure running past. His heart moved, and he scolded himself for being stupid. If there was nothing to give, wouldn't he sneak away first?
He looked at the nobles. At the moment their attention was focused on Sarah Mel. This was a rare opportunity. He immediately opened the window and looked outside. It was about two meters high. He didn't hesitate to jump out like a flexible cat. He lightly landed on the ground and pulled down the window. He quickly left along the path outside.
In order to avoid meeting the servants, Dean went to a more remote place. There were no lights here. At the moment there was only the moonlight shining on the stone path. There were neatly trimmed ornamental trees around. It didn't take long for him to see a small pavilion. He wanted to sit there and wait for the banquet to end. It wouldn't be too late to go back. Anyway, he was just a small character so he wouldn't attract too much attention.
Rustle ~!
Suddenly there was the sound of leaves being shaken.
Dean's face slightly changed as he shouted: "Who is it?"
The surroundings were quiet, but Dean knew that it was not the sound of the wind blowing. After all, after three years of scavenger training, if he couldn't distinguish between objects and the sound of the wind touching the leaves, then he would have been eliminated in the practical exam.
"Come out, I know you are here!" Dean said in a cold voice.
It didn't take long for a slender figure to come out from behind a tree that was pruned like a ball. Dean looked at it with the moonlight and was stunned. It turned out to be a girl about the same age as him. Looking at the clothes, it seemed that it was the same figure he had seen before.
Dean was relieved: "Come out. I don't mean any harm. Everyone is hiding from the limelight. I won't tell anyone. You'd better not tell anyone either. Otherwise, it won't be good for everyone."
The girl was wearing a white floral dress. She was a little nervous, but when she heard Dean's words she was surprised: "Hiding from the limelight? You, are you not sent by my father to call me back? "
Dean knew that she had misunderstood. He shrugged: "Of course not. I don't know you."
The girl looked at him and seemed to understand that she was thinking too much. She was relieved and patted her chest: "You scared me. You said you are hiding from the limelight. What limelight are you hiding from? Do you have enemies? "
Dean snapped: "What enemies can I have? We didn't bring any gifts, so we came out to hide from the limelight."
"Ah?" The girl seemed to suspect that she had heard wrong. She suddenly thought of something and laughed: "Yes, which family are you from? Don't you know that today is Miss Mel's birthday?"
"You don't know either?" Dean shrugged: "As for identity, it's better to keep it a secret."
The girl walked along the stone to the pavilion and immediately saw Dean's clothes. She was surprised: "Your uniform, are you a scavenger?"
Dean's face suddenly turned black: "Yes, but you'd better not go out and talk about it. I won't say anything. It's fair."
"I won't say anything." The girl giggled: "My name is Jenny. What's your name?"
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