Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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Looking for someone? Who?
You look like a very powerful Beyonder. The person you are looking for must not be an ordinary person, right? I have been living a normal life in Utopia, and I haven't even established any interpersonal relationships. How did I suddenly get involved in such an incredible thing...

Everett swallowed his saliva, and when he clearly realized that it was useless to escape, he quickly began to recall what the teacher had taught him:

"As an ancient extraordinary family, we came into contact with the extraordinary earlier, and the probability of encountering extraordinary events beyond our own abilities is also higher."

"If you find yourself involved in an extraordinary event that is beyond your ability, you must remember to stay calm, don't listen too much, don't talk too much, and don't think about information that you shouldn't know, but think a lot and try every means to escape. In addition, if things develop to the worst, you... must try to leave a record."

He looked at the indifferent and calm boy in front of him with fear, his brain working rapidly, thinking about how to deal with the situation.

Don't ask - although he seems to be younger than you, you must not be curious about his identity, and it is best not to know the information of the person he is looking for - if his target is a divine being, when you find out the other person's identity and real name, you may also be known. Don't say too much to avoid possible revenge.

Don't think too much...

Everett turned his head and glanced at the proprietress who was still sitting behind the counter. She was checking the cabinet and seemed to be counting the items. After feeling his gaze, Tracy asked softly, "Is there anything else you want to buy?"

This sentence reminded him, and he quickly pretended to continue picking items. He looked around and thought nervously, giving himself some buffer time by the action of picking items.

Everett's eyes swept over the various small items in front of him, including bracelets made of beads and small metal pendants of the same color, necklaces made of polished animal teeth and bones, and many other common and interesting small items. But he was no longer interested in buying souvenirs. After hastily picking out a small item for his parents and teacher, he had no idea what to do.

"That's all."

He secretly glanced at the silver-haired boy and found that the other party did not show any impatience.

The worst will not happen... Moreover, there was that mysterious "automatic wishing machine" just now. If it can really make my wish come true, then I can at least return home alive and get some pocket money... He mustered up his courage and whispered:
"...As for the painting I mentioned earlier, please pack it for me and send it to Abraham's residence at 47 King Street in Trier, Intis. I'll pay for the postage. How much will it cost if it's shipped internationally?"

He gave his address, wanting to gauge the two's attitudes, but neither Tracy nor the person who came to him for help showed any change in expression.

"The Abraham family? I've never heard of them. However, since they can live near the main road of the capital of Intis, they must be a wealthy family. You are really generous, young man. How about you take a look at a few more things?" Facing the buyer, the smile on Tracy's face became more sincere and brilliant. She chatted casually with Everett for a few words, and the mysterious aura on her body just now disappeared.

"2 soles, you have a good eye. I carved that one myself when I was in charge of the store, and the bracelet was made by my boss." Tracy pointed at the small wooden carving. "These are 3 soles each." She looked at the two bracelets of the same style but different colors. "A total of 16 soles. I use Rune gold pounds here, 1 pound 4 soles... How about 1 gold Louis? I'll give you a small discount."

Everett didn't dare to let the other party be polite at all, and directly took out two gold Louis and placed them on the table, and the two gold coins jingled.

"No, thanks. Just add shipping and packaging."

Tracy was stunned for a moment, then accepted the offer with a smile: "Thank you for your patronage. I will treat Anderson to a grilled fish dinner at Crossroads tonight."

She stood up, took out a large piece of kraft paper and several small gift boxes from the drawer, and began to cut the paper and pack the small items:

"However, you can also use a few coins to make a wish with the 'fully automatic wishing machine', and these things will appear directly in your mailbox, which is much faster than me sending them there."

"I think sending a letter is more ceremonial," Everett whispered.

After doing all this, he took a deep breath and turned to face the mysterious silver-haired boy who had been waiting quietly behind him. Everett considered his words for a while, "Looking for someone...how do I find him?"

Do you want to use this? But didn't the lady boss just tell you not to use it? He glanced at the "automatic wishing machine" at his feet, and then at the other party. He wanted to ask the other party what his name was, but his cautious mentality suppressed this impulse.

The other party said nothing, turned and walked towards the street.

Everett hesitated for a moment, but decided to follow the other person out of the store.

There was a slight sound behind him, and the door of this little shop that I didn't know how to classify closed. The dark curtains fell again, and outsiders couldn't peek into the shop. The last thing Everett saw was the proprietress sitting at the counter packing, and the curtains were automatically drawn.

He walked a short distance with the other person, and when the other person stopped, he stopped too. Everett looked around casually and suddenly saw his teacher appear on the street not far away.

Before he could decide whether to call the other party, he saw that the teacher's movements were very strange:

She first appeared at the corner of the street and walked towards the direction of the shop, but suddenly turned left in the process, kept circling and finally returned to the corner of the street where she started. The teacher kept circling around the invisible center of the circle with a serious expression, but she seemed to be completely unaware that she was spinning in the same place, and no one around noticed that there was an old lady spinning in circles.

Was the teacher under some kind of illusion spell? Everett had no idea, but for now, the teacher seemed to be just going in circles and was not in any danger.

"Have you seen anything 'snake' related lately?"

The silver-haired boy suddenly spoke.

His eyes were looking forward, his snow-white hair was draped behind his back, and his simple robe and fur were also white. The only color was the black inverted cross hanging on his chest and held in his palm.

——All of this carried an indescribable divinity, and Everett was almost instantly attracted by the other party's words.

"snake……"

He thought for a few seconds and answered hesitantly: "A few nights ago, I heard the sound of a snake moving in the corridor..."

……

The dinner was in progress, and Hvin Rambis was chatting and laughing with the other nobles, making everyone he talked to laugh.

But when he turned to the dining table to get food, the smile on his face suddenly turned cold. Not only did he lose his usual amiable and humorous temperament, but he also revealed a subtle expression of sarcasm and disdain.

Suddenly, he felt as if someone was watching him.

This obvious sense of being observed proved that the peeper was not a cautious and capable type. Hvin Rambis disagreed in his heart, and calmly took a glass of champagne from a passing waiter, turned around naturally, and glanced at the obvious source of the peeping gaze with the corner of his eye - he saw a strange-looking girl covering the lower half of her face with half a fan, secretly looking at him.

Who was that? Hvin Rambis found that he did not recognize the other person.

The strange blonde girl quickly turned her head and whispered a few words to her personal maid. The maid then turned and left, going to the other side of the dining table to help her get food. She never raised her head from beginning to end, looking humble and cautious.

Herwin took a sip of champagne without much concern. The glance just now had already imprinted the image of the strange lady completely in his mind.

"All noble ladies in Loen must be introduced by the queen before they can be considered adults. If there was a coming-of-age ceremony held in Loen, I must have seen it. So she is probably a foreigner who has just arrived, or the illegitimate daughter of a noble."

Hvin Rambis looked at the host of the banquet—a viscount of Loen, who was holding a dinner to warm up for the New Year.

There are warm-up dinners almost every day, and the more luxurious they are, the closer it gets to the New Year. This is not only a courtesy between nobles, but also a good opportunity for new nobles who want to enter the noble circle. However, the nobles also have their own thoughts. In the past, the New Year's Eve dinners were held in the ballroom of the Thordrak Palace under the leadership of His Majesty the King. I wonder if the church will take over the right to host the official New Year's Eve dinner this year. As a former royal advisor... although the royal family is gone, with Hewin's connections, he can attend different noble banquets almost every day in the week before and after the New Year.

"Those who can attend the dinner should be nobles from other countries."

"Even if she is an illegitimate daughter, she should have been recognized by the family. ...Hehe, an illegitimate daughter who has just entered the social scene at this age, is the family trying to make some money through marriage? No matter how unpopular she is, she still bears the name of this family."

Hvin Rambis didn't think this girl had anything to do with him, and he was basically sure of his thoughts. He recalled more details he had just observed in a relaxed and interesting manner, confirming his speculation:

"The material and style of the skirt are both brand new, but there are subtle signs of rushing, so it must have been made just now."

"The jewelry matches the dress, but the style is a bit old. Although it can be regarded as a personal preference, but... combined with other information, it seems that this lady does not have new matching jewelry."

"She probably didn't get much attention."

Hwin glanced at the maid, who had already returned with some meat, fish and desserts.

For some reason, when he saw this maid, he always felt that she seemed familiar. To be on the safe side, he recalled carefully and confirmed that he had never seen this humble and shy girl before.

There are so many similar people in this world. From the back, side profile and front view, human appearance can all be traced.

It was no surprise that the postures of the servants, who had been trained uniformly, looked familiar. Hvin Rambis basically ignored them, but the young maid had better manners, which caught his attention.

"Coming to a party with only one servant for company?"

“It seems that they are not taken seriously.”

"I didn't communicate with other people, but I did say hello to some people of similar age. I think I was new here and not familiar with most people."

"But she herself doesn't seem to care much. An illegitimate daughter with a strong personality, but no connections and no family respect? This is not a good marriage partner."

He suspected that the other party was actually thinking about whether to talk to him and establish some connections when he was peeking at him. However, in Hvin Rambis's opinion, the other party was a person who wasted time talking to him. He had no interpersonal communication, was not valued by the family, and was a newcomer who had not entered any social circle, which meant that he had no value in communication. He might say hello for politeness, but he would never take it seriously.

Hwin paid no more attention to the strange girl, and didn't even bother to ask others for her name and identity.

The dinner continued with conversation, dancing, the first dance, the second dance… the last dance, dining, conversation, gossiping, exchanging information, playing cards… He was already familiar with these basically unchanging processes, and the social scene was exactly where an outstanding "audience" like himself could feel at home.

Hvin Rambis was very familiar with saying different things to different faces, instilling in them ideas that were beneficial to him.

During the break in the conversation, Herwin was about to go to the bathroom to tidy up his appearance, and inadvertently discovered that the strange lady was surrounded by several young nobles of similar age, who were talking and laughing enthusiastically, and vaguely surrounded her.

The "audience" demigod observed these young people from a distance for a while, listening to the lively and cheerful stranger lady telling interesting stories from abroad in an exaggerated and interesting narrative method, which caused waves of discussion and laughter.

Hvin Rambis quietly opened his spiritual vision, took a look, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

After a while, he returned to his "friends" and chatted for a while. Then he slowly turned the topic to the young people who were chatting enthusiastically. When someone started discussing them, he casually asked:

"Whose lady is that in the middle? I don't think I've seen her before."

Someone immediately responded:
"That is Viscount Conrad's youngest daughter, Miss Susie Conrad."

"It is said that she was in poor health before, so she has been abroad - recuperating in Feynaport, and was brought back recently."

He answered in a meaningful tone, winked at everyone, and gave a subtle smile that said "those who understand will understand."

"It's Feynaporte."

Hewen's heart moved. He pretended to be surprised and said hesitantly: "I don't have any prejudice against this country, but there seems to be a lot of bad comments about their people in society? But I don't know more details, I just heard that the public has a lot of opinions about the Fenapot people, and that the Fenapot people have carried out terrorist attacks on church members and brutally killed them?"

"Yes, there are indeed such things..." One of them quickly replied, his tone still a little indignant, "Mob fights, street quarrels and murders, but many things were suppressed in the newspapers. I heard that it was a favored person from the Church of the Mother Earth who put pressure on them."

"Now that you mention it, I remember now. Did I..."

The topic quickly shifted from Miss Suzy Conrad to the Feynapotters, and the atmosphere was lively. Most people were more interested in social politics than gossip, and Hvin Rambis was very satisfied with this.

When the topic no longer needed his guidance, he quietly left. Those people still gathered together and discussed loudly, and even more and more people participated in the discussion. In this occasion where only Loen people were present, radical exclusionary speeches emerged one after another, but no one would stop them. This kind of atmosphere made people braver and made them feel that they were recognized by everyone, so they would be more determined in their own ideas.

Hvin Rambis stepped aside calmly and found a glass of liqueur to moisten his throat.

It's so easy to get on these idiots' nerves.

He took a sip with satisfaction, savoring the sweetness of the fine wine, and glanced at Miss Susie Conrad.

At this sight, the smile on his face suddenly widened a little.

Miss Susie, who was just telling a story, was obviously affected by the heated discussion here. The young people around her began to ask strange questions and say sharp words, which made this strong and lively lady look unhappy.

Soon, some friction seemed to have occurred among them, and some of them left one after another.

Some people saw their friends leaving and had to walk away from Susie, their new friend whom they had just met, with an apologetic look on their faces. Not long after, the group of people who had been so lively just now was left with only Miss Susie and her personal maid, as well as a few people who had not left yet.

Miss Susie's mood was clearly reflected on her face. She looked unhappy and no longer as lively and happy as before. She maintained good manners and upbringing, but her hands were clenched into fists, which was very interesting.

"She's from Feynaporte, so she shouldn't be a real illegitimate daughter. Maybe she's just a nominal daughter."

Seeing this scene and admiring the somewhat embarrassed expression on Miss Susie's face, Herwin took another sip of wine in a good mood and turned to walk towards the lounge.

TBC
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"A little spectator from Feynaport who wants to enter the circle of Loen nobles - is it that Ms. Gluttony wants to steal the credit from me?"

"Haha, such a good opportunity, such a good shortcut to promote the changes of the times, I will not give it to anyone... As long as I continue like this, it won't be long before a conflict breaks out. The Psychological Alchemy Society will definitely reward me and help me leave here." (End of this chapter)