£10,000... Audrey blinked, her expression subtly revealing her surprise.
Before she could even ask, Earl Hall sensed her confusion and chuckled:
"He is a very insightful person. Some of his ideas inspired me and resonated with me. Moreover, we cannot ignore suffering just because it objectively exists and is difficult to truly resolve for a long time."
Audrey vaguely understood her father's words, but felt that she didn't quite grasp them. She nodded slightly, took out her checkbook from the handbag that matched her dress, and wrote down the amount of 1,000 pounds.
This is a charity gala, and it's being held in a side chapel of the church, so there won't be dancing, overly extravagant arrangements, or male servants and maids accompanying you. There will only be simple self-service and some donations, and the ladies will undoubtedly bring their own bags.
After the guests deposited their checks into the offering box, they went to the long tables on either side to get drinks or simple food, and then walked around the hall, chatting with others, without sitting down.
This is closer to the format of a buffet.
Klein followed Bishop Electra to Saint Anthony's side and was introduced to this high-ranking member of the Church of Evernight.
Saint Anthony smiled in response to Dawn Dantès ' greeting, glanced at him, and said:
"Very good, we are proud to have a believer like you."
"The goddess teaches us that character is more important than status, therefore, you are a gentleman of sufficient nobility."
To be honest, Klein was a little apprehensive when facing this Saint, because any deity or Beyonder being connected to the realm of " Fate " could potentially see the Gray Fog aura emanating from him. For example, all those in the " Monster " pathway, or the " Evernight Goddess " who wields Misfortune. And if Saint Anthony was High-Sequence of the " Sleepless " pathway and had already mastered extraordinary abilities related to Misfortune, then there was indeed a certain probability that he could see that Dawn Dantès had a problem.
Therefore, before attending this charity gala, Klein went to the Gray Fog for Divination and received a risk-free answer.
Since the goddess hasn't said anything, even if Her Archbishop does notice something, he'll probably pretend he didn't see it... Klein replied with a warm smile:
"During this time, I often come to the church to pray and listen to Bishop Electra preach. I feel that my soul has been baptized, and even my spirit has been Purification. Therefore, I am able to follow the goddess's teachings and pass on beauty and hope to others."
Saint Anthony nodded and said:
"Before the goddess, all believers are distinguished only by their character, whether noble or commoner, male or female, they are all the same."
May those who live in bad places be free from fear and find peace.
"Praise the goddess."
Klein and Bishop Electra then tapped their chests four times clockwise:
Praise the goddess!
Seeing that Archbishop Saint Anthony had turned to other believers, Klein prepared to go to the long table, grab a glass of champagne, and quench his thirst.
Just then, he saw a gentleman approaching.
The man's skin was a little loose and his belly was noticeably protruding, but it was clear that he was quite handsome when he was young. Even now, his smiling Blue Eyes and handsome mustache prevent him from being unattractive.
Klein had already heard from Congressman Macht that this was Earl Hall, a member of the House of Lords and a prominent banker.
Of course, for him, the most important identity of this nobleman was that of Miss " Justice "'s father, and Audrey happened to be standing beside him, her bright eyes intently observing Dawn Dantès, waiting for the ensuing gentlemanly exchange.
This made Klein feel a little uncomfortable again.
I must act in accordance with Dawn Dantès's persona... A man of humble origins, striving to climb into high society, would inevitably feel a bit nervous and awkward at this moment. A gentleman who appreciates beauty, facing the gaze of Backlund's Most Dazzling Gem, would also inevitably feel nervous and awkward, yet unconsciously display his knowledge, his charm, and his desire to express himself. Hmm, a wealthy man with rich experiences, emerging from chaos, surely possesses hidden pride, confidence, and self-assurance. Regardless of his inner feelings, he would strive to appear calm, respectful yet not servile... Klein's thoughts raced, a smile appearing on his face as he greeted the approaching Earl Hall:
"Your Excellency, I just happened to see your check. I greatly admire your kindness and generosity, yet you never boast about it or tell anyone how much you've donated."
Earl Hall chuckled:
"No, it's not as good as you, because the price I paid was far less than yours."
His implied meaning was that £15,000 might be one-tenth or even one-fifth of Dawn Dantès' total assets, while £10,000 would only be one-thousandth or less for him. Clearly, the former was willing to pay a higher price and was more motivated by a purer desire to do so.
"In my opinion, as long as it helps those poor people who yearn to change their Fate through knowledge, all donations are kind and benevolent enough. From this perspective, the difference between 10,000 pounds and 15,000 pounds is only 5,000 pounds." Klein tried his best to appear sincere and deliberately glanced at the blonde girl listening in.
He knew that what was normally "subtle" meant "very obvious" to the " Spectator ".
Audrey listened quietly to her father and Dawn Dantès. This made Klein, who was getting no feedback, less confident in his "performance."
Earl Hall smiled and said:
"Then let's each keep our own opinions; that's not a bad thing. At least we're both praising each other."
"It's clear you've had tough times and experienced life in poverty."
Klein nodded and said:
"I don't shy away from these past experiences; they are my precious treasures."
"And that's precisely what my friends and I lack," Earl Hall remarked with a smile. "That's why you possess unique Wisdom and perspectives, and I hope to have the opportunity to collaborate with you in the future."
"That's what I was hoping for too," Klein replied appropriately and sincerely.
Earl Hall pointed to the side:
Some friends are waiting for me to come over. May your good deeds bring you ever-increasing wealth.
Klein didn't say anything more, and drew Crimson Moon on his chest:
"Praise the goddess."
"Praise be to the goddess." Earl Hall and Audrey simultaneously tapped their chests four times clockwise.
As he watched them pass by and head off to another place, Klein couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, he tensed up again, naturally glancing around the hall and taking in the shadows at the entrance.
The large golden retriever remained squatting there, quiet and silent.
On the carriage back to Queens Borough, Earl Hall, who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, suddenly turned his head and looked at his daughter:
" Audrey, didn't you say before that you wanted to work for a church charity?"
Are you interested in joining this Charity Bursary Foundation?
"Huh?" Audrey had already sensed that her father might have such thoughts in the church, and now she appropriately showed surprise and bewilderment.
"It's just a small charitable fund," Audrey's brother, Hibbert Hall, argued in defense of his sister.
Earl Hall smiled and shook his head:
"I asked several bishops, and the total donations tonight have reached 100,000 gold pounds."
Why do you think there are so many?
Hibbert Hall frowned slightly, and said as he pondered:
"Buy?"
At the same time, Audrey also gave her own opinion:
"The decentralization of knowledge and electoral qualifications?"
Earl Hall nodded and sighed:
Nothing exists necessarily, including humankind itself, and even the nobility.
He looked at Audrey again and said with a smile:
"You don't need to force yourself. I can find other people to join this scholarship fund. I just hope that you can broaden your horizons and not take some things for granted, that they will never change. Haha, if you miss this one, there are other charitable organizations."
"Dad, I'll think about it," Audrey replied earnestly.
After listening to Dawn Dantès's stories of the poor, she actually wanted to join the scholarship fund to contribute to fundraising, contacting the government, and organizing activities. Her hesitation stemmed from her feeling that the middle-aged gentleman was a bit problematic.
Back home, Audrey immediately summoned Susie and closed the door.
"What do you think of Mr. Dawn Dantès?" Audrey asked directly.
The golden retriever sat down opposite him, thought for a moment, and said:
"He seems to recognize you or something you have on you. Also, he's often putting on an act; there are certain telltale signs... He seems a bit wary of me; he's very perceptive..."
"Yes, I've noticed that too. He might be Beyonder. He performs very well, but it's still an act. However, that's normal. In social situations, we Acting different roles and perform correspondingly for different people," Audrey said thoughtfully. "The biggest problem is still why he was surprised, even a little frightened, when he saw me. Also, he's involved in two cases in a row, especially the one Baron Sindras, which seems to have extraordinary elements involved, with traces of manipulation..."
Susie opened her mouth, but couldn't find a definite explanation, so she just barked.
Audrey then changed her mind:
Hmm... I need to have someone investigate Dawn Dantès. Once I'm sure there aren't any major problems, I can add him to that scholarship fund... Oh right, it's almost Monday. I can ask Fors and Mr. " The Moon " at the Tarot Club; they're both in Backlund...
Monday afternoon, 3:00 PM.
Crimson beams of light shot up within the magnificent palace, freezing into blurry human figures.
" Justice " Audrey quickly glanced around, then looked at the head of the bronze table, smiled, and bowed:
Good afternoon, Mr. The Fool.