After signing the contract, Angel counted out 21 pounds and handed it to Mrs. Wallis, and received a copy of the contract and 15 soli in change from her.
"Anna, take Ms. Watson to that house."
The maid named Anna beside Mrs. Wallis nodded, took a bunch of keys, and left the three-story building with Angel. She walked along the bank of the Tussock River for about five minutes and arrived at No. Red Rose Street 47.
The five two-story houses in this row all have similar appearance, with the same raised stone steps, the same oriel windows along the street, and the same large balcony on the second floor. It is obvious that they were designed and built in the same batch.
I just don't know if they all belong to that Mrs. Wallis.
Anna opened the door with the key, turned on the gas light, and filled the dark and cold living room with warmth again, and then invited Angel to come in.
Following the maid's introduction, Angel took a tour of the residence that she rented for 20 pounds. The first floor had a large living room that occupied nearly half of the area, a semi-open kitchen and dining room, a bathroom with a bathtub, a well-ventilated basement, and a vacant guest room and study room.
On the second floor are three bedrooms and a sun room. The master bedroom has a separate bathroom and separate balcony.
The structure of this house is simpler than the house in Angel and Tingen City, but it has a large enough area and complete furniture.
There are many books even on the bookshelves in the study room.
Anna mentioned that some of the furniture belonged to the previous tenant, the "rude Feysac people" as Mrs. Wallis called it, but this tenant had not shown up for more than a month and even owed several weeks of rent. Therefore, according to the contract, these furniture now belong to Mrs. Wallis and can be used freely by Angel.
"Do you know why the tenant left?"
After checking the furniture and the water and gas meters, Angel asked curiously after returning to the living room.
The brown-haired Anna shook his head. "I don't know. That gentleman was often away from home during the rental period, so we didn't pay attention at first. It wasn't until we didn't see him for more than a week that Mrs. Wallis asked me to take the spare key and check Door Opening. It turned out that the food in the kitchen had deteriorated, and I realized that this gentleman had not been back for a long time."
Maybe he died somewhere, or was hunted by his enemies, and left Backlund... In Tingen City, all kinds of bloody legends of Backlund have become a topic of conversation after dinner...
Angel cursed and glanced across the huge living room. When he saw Anna was about to leave, he stopped her again.
"Where can I hire a temporary handyman maid, the kind who can clean and do laundry at a fixed time every week?"
In Tingen City, she has become a useless person who can't even wash clothes under the care of Tromi.
"If it's just cleaning and laundry, I can help you contact someone," Anna thought for a moment and replied, "But why don't you hire a long-term maid? Such a large house requires someone to take care of it, and she can receive visitors when you are not at home."
Angel was a little surprised that a maid could say this so smoothly, but considering that her master ran a grocery store, it was not surprising that she had learned some sales words under the influence.
But Angel does not plan to hire a long-term maid. As Beyonder, she is bound to be exposed to occult things often, and may even accidentally provoke enemies. Hiring a long-term maid at home is not safe for both parties.
"I have just arrived at Backlund and I am not familiar with this place yet. Maybe I will hire a long-term maid in the future," she replied pretending to be embarrassed. "Now it is better to find a temporary maid to solve the urgent need."
After making an appointment for the temporary maid to come and try to do housework tomorrow morning, Anna handed the key to Angel and left No. Red Rose Street 47.
After she left, Angel locked the door, opened the suitcase, put the change of clothes into the closet, hid the weapons in the desk, and put the empty box next to the door. It was considered that he was finished packing.
She came directly from Holy Cathedral to Backlund with nothing but this box of things, which was similar to the time she went to Enmat Harbor for a "business trip".
"It seems that I have to buy some tools and materials tomorrow... I just don't know where those Underground Trading Market from Backlund are. Ms. Daly should know, but I can't ask her..."
Moved the single sofa to the bay window, Angel sat on it comfortably, stroking the Evernight Goddess holy emblem on his wrist and murmured.
The "Hidden Holy Emblem" Arianna handed to her has a powerful Anti-Divination effect, and what the other party gets will not be the result of "divination failure", but a pre-designed answer.
Arianna said with confidence that any snooping below Demigod would be blocked by this holy emblem, and they would not even be able to notice that their snooping was disturbed.
Using this holy emblem, Angel will complete the task assigned by the lady.
Became a "Witch" who was successfully promoted in Tingen, but ended up living in Backlund due to the death of the online player, and managed to enter "Demoness Sect".
Early the next morning, the sleepy Angel was woken up by a knock on the door. She called Door Opening and found a woman in her early 20s standing outside. She was wearing Asian pants. Wearing a long hemp skirt and carrying a wooden bucket and cleaning tools, Angel thought for a moment that she was back at Tingen, and standing in front of her was the familiar female worker Tromi.
After being stunned for a while, she remembered that a maid would come to try to do housework today.
Since it was the landlord's maid Anna who introduced her, Angel felt more at ease with the maid named Beth and let her stay at home alone to clean while he went out to buy the necessary items and get familiar with the environment around the residence.
She not only has to purchase alchemy tools, re-make the Magic Mirror lost during the battle with Megose, replenish special ammunition, but also prepare corresponding materials for various Ritual Magic and divination. In a place where Backlund is unfamiliar, it may be difficult to buy all the items in a short time.
After having breakfast of croissants, fried eggs and coffee on the street, Angel walked slowly along Red Rose Street, memorizing some paths leading to other streets and buildings whose rooftops could cross each other.
Then she went around to the adjacent Rose Lane, which directly led to Jeffrey Avenue of Backlund Bridge, and checked out the surrounding situation before returning to Red Rose Street where she lived.
When I came out of a store selling alchemy equipment carrying a heavy wooden box, Sun had already arrived above my head. Unfortunately, it was a hazy day again. Even at noon, I could barely make out the outline of Sun in the sky.
Pedestrians around have become accustomed to this. Except for a few coughs from time to time, everyone calmly inhales the harmful mist and pretends it does not exist.
Returning to No. Red Rose Street 47 with a packed lunch, Angel found that the maid Beth who was trying to do housework had done a simple cleaning of the entire house, and all the clothes she had changed had been washed.
It's very efficient...
Angel carefully checked several places and found that the maid was not lazy when she was not at home. She was very satisfied with this.
After agreeing to hire Beth to clean and do laundry three times at the price of 1 soli 5p per week, Angel watched the hard-working maid leave the house.
"Next I need to put away the alchemy equipment I bought, buy the necessary materials tomorrow, and recreate my own Magic Mirror..."
Putting the measuring cup, grinding bowl, crucible and various empty glass bottles on the wooden shelf in the basement, Angel finished his lunch and lay down on the single sofa next to the oriel window along the street.
Maybe if you close your eyes, you can return to Daffodil Street of Tingen City...
Thinking like this, Angel slowly fell asleep.
Well, what time is it now?
Opening her eyes suddenly, Angel found that the sunlight outside the window had turned dim. She took out her pocket watch and found that it was already 5 p. m.
Today is Monday, and Tarot Club will be held regularly at 3 p. m. Last week's meeting was canceled because Justice and Hanged Man took leave, but there is no meeting this week...
Being in my sleep does not affect the meeting, so I will not miss it just because I am asleep... Could it be that Tarot Club did not bring me with him during this meeting?
Looking at the palm of his right hand that had a teardrop-shaped mark hidden after the first Tarot Club, Angel's mind was filled with questions.