February 27th, 1027 of the New Calendar, Saturday.
Little Rubin of the Stass family let out a long breath. With no classes over the weekend, he would not have to see that devil of a teacher again.
Aaron, however, dressed in laborer's clothes and wearing a low-pulled flat cap, waited near the Stass residence.
He had not come to truly become a tutor, but to investigate a case.
'It's clear from the newspapers lately that the kingdom's upper ranks are shrouded in shifting clouds and treacherous waves. Things aren't very peaceful...'
'According to Mr. Nock, some churches in Plymouth have priests boldly displaying "miracles"—genuine supernatural power... That Pope Ferret is probably plotting something...'
'And from my contact with them these past few days, Mrs. Stass is the most suspicious person in the Stass family!'
Aaron did not wait long before he saw Mrs. Stass board a carriage with the maid Annie, slowly leaving the street.
After passing through several streets, the carriage stopped in front of a club.
The club was lavishly decorated, with an exquisite signboard. Its full name was Sran Beauty Club. From what Annie had previously let slip, it belonged to an organization similar to a "ladies' society."
A group of women who styled themselves as high society gathered to hold salons, enjoy beauty services, discuss cosmetics and perfume brands, and cultivate their connections.
The extension of a husband's career was displayed to the fullest among the wives; the higher a husband's status, the more absolute his wife's authority within the ladies' society.
'Nothing suspicious here.'
After tossing a coin and confirming the situation, Aaron looked at his own attire. Rather than going to a restaurant, he directly bought some bread and hot sausage by the roadside for lunch.
Afternoon arrived, yet the woman still had not