Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 299 Let’s Find a Class

January 1354, 1, 25:6 am.

Adele woke up inside the naval base in Port Berens and felt an urgent hunger in her stomach.

After she told the Tarot Club members about her experiences yesterday and shared the occult knowledge she had acquired with them, she finally finished everything and went straight back to her room and fell into a deep sleep without even having dinner.

She hadn't had a good rest during this period of time. After the accumulated fatigue was released at once, she suddenly felt sore all over, so much so that when she got up, all the muscles in her body were protesting.

"Sleeping with Vinata didn't cause such a big reaction..."

Adele muttered, grabbed the Navy chewable toothpaste from the bedside table and threw it into her mouth.

The toothpaste made from these magical fruits cultivated by the Church of Mother Earth tastes like undried clay mixed with fruit juice and is said to be able to save fresh water in extraordinary times.

Of course, considering that a pack of this stuff costs two pounds, which is equivalent to two packs of toilet paper on the naval base's account, Adele has reason to suspect that the people of the Church of Mother Earth introduced this stuff in order to open up a new way to falsify accounts.

——After all, no one knows the cost of cultivating this plant. Even if they really investigate it, no one can find out the truth. At least it is much more reliable than toilet paper that costs one pound a pack.

But as for the actual strategic significance... Most of the Loen military's warships are equipped with Beyonders of the Sailor Path. Are there no fresh water on the ships with Wind Blessings? It's not like they are growing vegetables on the ships... Well, it seems that the people of the Church of Mother Earth may indeed grow vegetables on the ships?

While Adele was lost in thought, she took down her new navy uniform beside the bed and put it on. She first threw the clothes she wore underground into the laundry basket, then picked them out after thinking for a while, and passed them through black fire. After confirming that they would not cause any impact on ordinary people, she threw them back.

The navy uniform she was wearing was found by Emlyn from his own cupboard. Anyway, if he wanted to get a new one, he could just go to the logistics department. Even so, Emlyn still charged her two gold pounds.

He's already a demigod, yet still so stingy... Adele curled her lips, feeling quite disdainful of Mr. Moon's behavior.

While walking on the road, Adele took out a notebook from the pocket of her sailor uniform and began to check today's schedule.

The damage to the Honeysuckle Queen was very serious. If it had followed normal procedures, it would have had to be returned to the factory for an overhaul. But the situation was urgent now, and the other ironclad ships had almost no screws left. If the workers in the entire Port of Berens worked hard to repair this ship, it could basically be launched again within a week.

In other words, I can only stay on shore for a week at most, and then I have to start my sea life all over again...

Adele sighed and looked at the messy negotiation schedules on the notebook. She was silent for a long time, and then seemed to have made up her mind. She tore off the page of the schedule on the notebook, rolled it into a ball, and threw the paper ball into the trash can.

Let's put saving the world aside for now, at least let me take a day off today...

Thinking of the scene at the Tarot meeting yesterday, Adele, who decided to take a day off, couldn't help feeling a little guilty - of course, she just felt guilty, but she still had to take a day off.

What should I do...

It wasn't until Adele sat down in the cafeteria with her tray that she realized she didn't know what to do.

When she was Altaïr, she had no interest in the bars, casinos, and brothels that men in the East End liked. Now that she was a witch, she was even more disgusted with such places.

She had always lived the way of an extraordinary person, but suddenly she was asked to stop living the way of an extraordinary person and do things that ordinary women would do, and she couldn't adapt to it.

Shopping? She didn't have much to buy, unless it was magical items. But if she went out to buy magical items, it would be quite different from shopping.

Restaurant? That’s a good idea, but three meals a day only take up a short time. You can’t eat and drink all day, right?
Just as Adele was hesitating, Emlyn White, in a dress, sat down opposite her.

"Good morning," Emlyn glanced around and then said softly, "Miss Circe (Queen)."

The way he spoke was quite strange, his voice and mouth shape were completely different, and others might hear him calling Adele's last name "Circe", but in fact his mouth shape was "Queen".

"Good morning."

Adele raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly and greeted Emlyn softly. As a former assassin, she did know similar techniques, but she didn't dare to be as presumptuous as Emlyn in the naval base.

"As a fellow witch, you seem a little lonely compared to Tracy."

Emlyn did not get straight to the point as Adele had imagined. Instead, he looked to the other side of the restaurant and said something ambiguous.

In the huge restaurant, Tracy, the former "sick girl" and the dream lover of countless pirates, occupied a table alone, while the tables around her were surrounded by a large circle of naval soldiers.

Her Witch of Pain potion had been almost completely digested, and now this charm was completely instinctive. Unlike Adele who was deliberately restrained, she attracted the attention of everyone in the cafeteria as soon as she entered.

No, Mr. Moon, you don't have to speak...

Adele, who was invisibly compared to Tracy by Emlyn, suddenly looked dark.

Although Adele is not a traditional witch, even as a member of the Source Sect, her pursuit of her own appearance is engraved in the potion. Although she knows that the other party probably does not have that intention, she still feels quite uncomfortable being told that she is not as attractive as other people of the same sex.

"Is this how you always approach ladies?"

Adele raised her head, smiled innocently, and said with a harmless expression.

In the traditionally reserved social scene of Loen, the meaning of a lady's response to this extent was probably about the same as pouring wine on the other person's face in a bar in Feysac and gently greeting all the female relatives in the other person's family. Even the most ignorant guy would realize something was wrong after hearing this.

"Of course not. I never chat up human women. Even if I'm a patient, I only do so when explaining the effects of the medicine."

Emlyn answered as a matter of course, not feeling that there was anything inappropriate in his words.

"…Then I suggest you don't do that today either."

Adele was choked by Emlyn's reaction and it took her several seconds to speak. If she hadn't repeatedly reminded herself that this was Loen, not the straightforward Feysac, she would probably have said "You might as well just die hugging those dolls of yours."

"After all, special cases require special treatment."

Emlyn adjusted his tie and said, "I'm saying this because I have something to ask of you."

"Oh, what is it?"

Although she was not very happy in her heart, Adele still cheered up when she heard Emlyn said that he had something to ask her.

After all, although she is now the key training target of the Tarot Club members, Adele still has a considerable degree of goodwill towards other members and has not lost the necessary respect just because her status has been slightly improved.

Of course, complaints about Emlyn were not included in the scope of such respect. In Loen's social scene, being polite to women was a necessary lesson, and had nothing to do with status, rank, or strength. Even if one was as noble as a king, being rude to ordinary women in social scenes would be ridiculed.

"Ahem, actually it's like this." Emlyn cleared his throat. "During the expedition, many vampires accompanied me to the southern continent, including my parents. It's just that they were in West Balam before, and I received a letter from them yesterday saying that they will arrive in East Balam soon."

"They came with a few friends, all of them are vampires, and they are planning to invite me to a party. The rules are similar to those of the Loen party, except that they require partners. My parents told me that the young vampires will bring their partners of the opposite sex."

At this point, Emlyn's expression was unusually awkward, but he quickly relied on his strong mental strength to get through it and said to Adele:

"As the Earl of the Blood Clan, the commander second only to Lord Yuanyue in the Southern Continent, it would be a shame for me to go alone on such an occasion. After all, immortals like us value the continuation of our bloodline..."

“Look, you’re also a lady…” Emlyn glanced at Adele, seemingly observing her reaction.

"You have a very good observation ability. You actually discovered this." Adele rolled her eyes. "Did you have a similar experience when you were in Backlund before?"

Adele's subtext is, you look like you've lived quite a long time, what have you been doing before?

Speaking of appearance, Mr. Moon's appearance was not bad. In other words, in the eyes of ladies who liked fair skin, he was quite attractive. In addition, with his status as a Beyonder, it shouldn't be difficult for him to find a female companion.

"I didn't participate in similar activities when I was in Backlund. At that time, my sequence and status were not high, so there was no need for me to participate. Instead of wasting time at the banquet, I might as well organize my dolls at home."

Emlyn spoke frankly without any reservation, completely ignoring Adele's strange expression.

I have no friends and no girlfriend, I am like a clown, so pitiful...

"So, what do you want to do with me?" Adele looked at Mr. "Moon" with a caring look. Although she had guessed it almost exactly, out of the witch's evil taste, she pretended not to know and insisted that Emlyn tell her in person.

In order to assassinate Baron Sinderas, she had specially hired an etiquette teacher for training. The positive example that the gentle middle-aged lady often mentioned was an elegant gentleman named "Dawn Dantes". In her words, the middle-aged gentleman was simply the embodiment of elegance, and all the positive words that could be used to describe a Loen gentleman could be used to describe him.

If this gentleman is really not made up by Ms. Heisen to educate students, then Mr. Moon should be thrown into his home to learn for a month so that he can understand what politeness is...

"Um, are you interested in the vampire banquet?" At this point, Emlyn did not hesitate and told Adele directly, "In two hours."

"Don't worry about your girlfriend. This will probably be the only chance for us to meet. My parents are very conservative vampires and will not accept outsiders. So even after this banquet, it's okay if you don't show up in front of them. In short, the news won't leak to her."

As a race that hides during the day and comes out at night, eight o'clock in the morning is the time period that the vampires often choose to gather, which is similar to eight o'clock in the evening for humans. When they lived in Backlund, they usually followed the time periods of ordinary people, but now in the southern continent, they naturally followed the time arrangements that the vampires found comfortable.

"...Okay, but I have a request."

Adele thought about it for a while and decided that it would be okay to go once. In Loen's dance culture, the partner usually is a female partner with whom one has already established a relationship, but there is no explicit rule.

"What request?" Emlyn was a little surprised. He had not expected Adele's reaction.

Then he heard Adele's helpless voice.

"Promise me that after you return to Backlund, you will take an etiquette class as soon as possible."

……

Although she was going to attend the banquet, Adele still insisted on finishing the food on her plate before returning to her room to change into her dress. After all, she didn't know what the vampires would eat at their banquets, and she wasn't interested in human blood.

However, when Adele saw the dress Emlyn had prepared for her, her expression briefly went out of control.

It was a black, low-cut dress with a high waist that exposed the wearer's shoulders and back. The hem of the dress had gorgeous lace and bows, and the collar had exquisitely crafted pleats.

The dress is made of black taffeta, and the mercerized fabric shines softly under the wall lamp. The dress is matched with an exquisite gold necklace with a hollow center and inlaid with rubies, a gorgeous headdress with interlocking rings, and other matching accessories. The appearance is really amazing. (This is the cover photo)

The reason why Adele lost control of her expression was not because the other party had poor aesthetic taste, but because she had seen this dress in the other party's office, where it was worn by another one-to-one doll.

"You didn't just take the clothes off the doll, did you?"

At the door of the banquet hall, Adele finally couldn't hold back her desire to complain and asked Emlyn.

"Of course, this suit was specially made for me. It cost me a lot of money. You are very lucky to be able to wear it." Emlyn answered truthfully.

It seems that if Mr. and Mrs. White want to continue their bloodline, it would be quicker to have another child...

This was the last thought in Adele's mind before she was led by Emlyn into the banquet hall.

(End of this chapter)