"Ribak, after I leave, you continue to keep in touch with other neighbors, just once or twice a week, send some small gifts and some congratulatory cards to maintain my impression in their hearts.
"Veteran Officers Club also helped me keep in touch, especially Mr. Sander. If he asked, just tell me that I went to Trier, and he would understand.
"Pay attention to Mr. Dantès who lives in North Borough Böklund Street No. 160. Well, don't pay too much attention. Just pay attention to the young Miss."
Ribak nodded with an "I understand" look.
Angel looked at Female Butler and Ms. Kayla beside him.
"Keira, I will give you another 500 pounds later. The furnishings at home need to be adjusted to suit Social Season after June. We also need to prepare for the first dance of this mansion. The inventory in the wine cellar has been depleted due to gifts. Please replenish it as needed."
Keira, who is in charge of the interior and finance of the mansion, replied:
"Okay, Miss, do you need help inviting guests in advance?"
"No need for the time being. I'm not sure how long it will take to return from this trip. It could be as short as a week, just in time for the first round of dinners and dances in early June. If it's longer, it may be more than half a month. An early invitation may make them disappointed."
Angel replied.
Looking at his Mistress's indifferent expression, Keira sighed inwardly.
She understood how much effort Christine Teresa Miss, who seemed to have just grown up, had made this month in order to enter the upper class of Backlund. She did not expect that Miss, who had already left a good impression in the hearts of his neighbors, was about to start at Social Season, but had to leave for a while due to personal matters, and happened to miss the most important first week of June.
The annual Backlund Social Season begins here and lasts until the end of the year, marking the return of the Upper House Noble Councilors to the capital. On the weekend of the first week, these nobles will invite guests for intensive dinners and dances. If you miss the socializing during this period, it will be much more difficult to establish relationships with the nobles.
Although she didn't show it, she must be very depressed...
Looking at Miss Theresa's leaving figure, Keira couldn't help but think so.
"I'm finally leaving Backlund. I no longer want to worry about what clothes to wear and which shoes to match every day. I don't have to worry about wearing the dress I wore last week and being regarded as having a financial crisis... I don't have to discuss with those ladies Miss which cosmetics are better, and be asked whether I incorporate Intis's open style and chaotic relationship between men and women... As long as I walk out of here, I will be free..."
Angel was lying lazily on the single sofa next to the balcony of the bedroom, twisting imagelessly, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.
In addition to the dangers Klein may face...
The thoughts that flashed through her mind made Angel's smile disappear from her face. She climbed up from the sofa, stepped on the soft carpet with her bare feet, walked around the bedroom a few times, and finally stopped by the dressing table, looking at the dressing mirror that reflected her upper body.
Dip some light foundation with your fingers, Angel drew a symbol on the mirror that was used to summon Arrodes, which was a mixture of secrets and voyeurism, and then waited quietly.
Soon, the light in the room became much dimmer. The surface of the dressing mirror first turned dark, and then Loenese written in silver light appeared:
"Beautiful Mistress, your loyal and humble servant Arrodes is waiting for your dispatch."
It is even faster than Communication Potion's contact speed. It seems that it is locked underground in Church of Steam, and it is really free at ordinary times... Angel muttered secretly, and then said:
"Can you sense the mirror on the table?"
She pointed to the silver mirror she took from Archbishop Anthony. This dim silver mirror, which was several sizes smaller than the dressing mirror, was placed face up on the dressing table, making it difficult to see clearly in the darkened room.
"Of course, it has some special features that are different from ordinary silver mirrors. Do you want to know?"
I like this way of asking each other and solving the negative effects of Sealed Artifact... Angel raised the corners of his mouth slightly and nodded:
"Think."
"Okay," the silver-white text on the surface of the dressing mirror jumped excitedly, constantly appearing and disappearing, "Subordinate Deity occultly speaking, the 'mirror' represents a special 'door'. Through such a door, one can enter Mirror World and shuttle through various doors... And this mirror is a special door, leading to Trier of Fourth Epoch."
The first time Angel heard this word was from Black Cat Wensa's mouth. At this time, he couldn't help but frowned and asked:
"You mean traveling through time and going back to Fourth Epoch?"
"Of course not. Dear Mistress, even God cannot do this. Only certain special methods can contact and understand the long history... But 'Fourth Epoch's Trier' is a real place, but it is sealed by some kind of power underground in the current Trier, somewhere between illusion and reality.
"This polluted and destroyed city in Four Emperors War cannot be entered with just the 'door' in your hand. You need a matching 'key'. If you don't have the status of Angel, let alone entering, even if you get close, you may suffer from the bad problems of 'Mirror Person'... You don't want to fight another self whose abilities and Sequence are completely the same as yours, right?"
She always felt that its last question was weird... Angel started to mutter, but she understood that it was Arrodes's rhetorical question, so she shook her head and said:
"Of course not."
You can only contact Sequence 2, that is, Angel. This is consistent with what Wensa said, mutual verification, and high credibility. It seems that you should try not to go to Trier this time. Being close to the underground, it's best not to even go to that strange Underground Catacombs... Thinking of "Mirror Person" who almost killed him in God War Ruins's dream, Angel was frightened for a while.
"Excellent answer, so what else do you want to know?"
Silver-white traces kept streaking across the dressing mirror, like fireworks blooming, and a few words emerged again. The questions were used in advance to pave the way for Angel's subsequent conversation.
"Can you attach yourself to this special mirror and leave with me Backlund?"
Angel thought about it and asked the last question.
Arrodes has demonstrated no less prophecy and divination abilities than High Sequence Seer. If you can bring it with you, you will definitely get great help in Trier's actions.
"Unfortunately, the beautiful and powerful Mistress, my body is strictly guarded by Church of Steam. Through Spirit World, I can appear in mirrors everywhere in Backlund, but I cannot leave this city."
Arrodes in the mirror showed a regretful expression, but then, the expression changed into a smile.
"However, this mirror is connected to Mirror World. Using its special characteristics, I can temporarily provide some help far away from the main body. This power needs to be accumulated over time. You can use it for about five minutes every three days. If the distance is too far, the effect will be weaker."
Angel nodded, feeling overjoyed.
She didn't have high hopes for easily taking Arrodes out of the city. She just gave it a try. She didn't expect that this special silver mirror, like Klein's Radio Telegraph, could communicate with Arrodes's body over a long distance. Although time was limited, at the critical moment, maybe a few questions and answers could solve a lot of problems...
While she was thinking, two more lines of words appeared on the surface of the dressing mirror:
"The answer just now is a supplement to my question. You can also ask another question."
Its buy-one-get-one-free "trick" is so skillful that it makes people feel distressed... Angel's mouth twitched and he asked again:
"Your master, will this operation go smoothly?"
She didn't need to specify what "action" it was, because Klein must have asked Arrodes many times before deciding on the final plan.
The black mirror of the dressing mirror froze for a few seconds, and then a line of text slowly lit up:
"Everything will go well, wise Mistress."
Huh...Angel exhaled gently and said with a smile:
"Thank you, I have no problem."
"Then, I wish you a smooth trip Trier, and your devout servant Arrodes is always waiting for your call."
The bedroom gradually lit up, and the mirror in front of Angel returned to normal, reflecting her still worried expression.
Two hours later, Angel, who had everything prepared, carried her suitcase and refused Ribak's suggestion to bring a guard. She left her mansion with the male and female servants, gardeners, coachmen and others led by Female Butler Keira saying goodbye on both sides.
Taking a carriage, Angel boarded the steam train bound for Feynapotter's capital Feneport City before noon, and then transferred there to Trier's Intis.
If I didn't need to keep entry and exit records, I could even use Mirror World to arrive within an hour instead of wasting two and a half days on the long journey... Entering his own independent room in the first-class carriage, Angel put his luggage and looked out the window, complaining silently.
At this moment, she saw a familiar figure.
"Fors, do you really not need to bring a companion? I know a few women Bounty Hunter who are pretty good at it, and the prices are not too expensive."
On the steamy platform, Xio Derecha asked with a frown as he looked at his friend who had put on a Intis style cashmere tight skirt, a beige jacket and boots in advance.
"It would be best if you could accompany me, otherwise I would rather the Solitary One, lest something really happens, I have to protect that 'guard'... After all, I'm already Sequence 7, Hugh."
Fors replied with a chuckle, keeping his voice a little low to prevent certain words from being heard by other passengers.
After thinking about the ability of this "Apprentice" Pathway to pass through walls, and the specialness of the Travel Journal in her hand, Xio curled her lips and said nothing.
Seeing Fors carrying the suitcase in one hand and holding the women's round felt hat on his head with the other hand, boarding the luxurious first-class carriage, Xio turned around and left the platform.
After struggling to walk out of the station against the crowd, she turned into a nearby alley and soon saw a slender figure wearing a hood and cloak.
"Your friend has left? "The man asked, his voice soft and melodious, with a kind of itchy vibrato, "Then let's go back to East Borough as soon as possible. You promised to help me deal with the gang affairs."
"Of course, it's not even noon yet, we have a lot of time..." Xio glanced at the other party, and said with some hesitation, "Shel...Shermane."
Her tone changed, pronouncing the same name in a different style.
No, I really lost my pursuit of reading. I won't dare to do it next time (▽)