Should I raise you too?

Ophelia spoke up at the opportune moment, expressing her intention to donate.

This was proper etiquette, but Miss Lillian used it as a pretext to cause trouble.

Lillian asked Ophelia, "Miss Ophelia, how long have you been in the capital? Have you acquired any properties? Have you found one you like?"

Ophelia blinked and replied, "Not yet."

Miss Lillian nodded: "Being cautious is a good thing. I've seen too many landlords fail in their investments and go bankrupt. But being too cautious is also a bad thing. I've seen too many landlords who squander their wealth and have to sell their assets."

Elisa gasped. Wasn't Miss Lillian a bit too bold? She was implying that Ophelia, from the countryside, wasn't part of their social circle! It was practically a case of calling someone a country bumpkin!

Elisa looked at Eleanor, and even the proud Miss Eleanor was shocked by Lillian's words and was speechless for a moment.

As for Mabel, she covered her mouth, looked at Ophelia, and laughed heartily. What a heartless idiot!

Elisa promptly helped Ophelia, feigning self-deprecation: "I haven't acquired any property yet, but thankfully my father has provided ample gold pounds."

Ophelia smiled and said, "My family is the same. It seems that Miss Elisa and I will get along very well."

Elisa could almost see "Affection +1" notifications constantly appearing above Ophelia's head.

Thanks to the male servant and Miss Lillian, I was able to win over Ophelia so easily! Elisa looked at Lillian with increasing warmth.

Once that topic was over, the ladies started talking about other things.

Elisa spoke while lost in thought.

Although Miss Lillian's words were harsh, they were true. In the capital, if one had property, one would be regarded as a landowner, and would be difficult to be accepted and respected.

I need to invest in some projects, and those projects need to have a bright future to demonstrate my abilities.

But I know nothing about business! And I'm completely clueless about mechanics and inventions!

By the way, the male servant seems to know; the salon gift box he designed before was very popular.

No, that won't do. If we give it to the male servant... Heh, he's the kind of guy who can embezzle half the budget and overstate expenses several times over!

Sigh, it's so hard to integrate into high society.

When it was time for afternoon tea, the maids brought out delicate pastries and delicious black tea.

At Mabel's suggestion, all the ladies took turns telling an interesting story that no one else had heard before, a game they often played, but Elisa had never done it before and felt she was in trouble.

Elisa gripped the handle of her teacup tightly, her heart pounding with nervousness. The unique stories she knew were either too mysterious or too vulgar to be told at a girls' gathering.

Ruined!

Damn it, why can't ladies bring male servants to parties?! A male servant could definitely make up a wonderful story and help me quickly increase my favorability with Ophelia, Mabel, and Eleanor!

Is it too late to go downstairs and ask a male servant to make one?

Elisa racked her brains, but even though it was her turn, she still had no clue.

Well, since I'm from the archipelago anyway, I'll just tell you a rather crude one... etc.

Elisa suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

She lowered her head and pretended to ponder for a moment: "I can't think of any novel stories, but I do have a novel logic puzzle."

"A puzzle?" Eleanor and Mabel became interested.

Ophelia looked at Elisa with curiosity.

“Simple puzzles won’t do, but if we figure them out, you’ll have to tell us two more,” Lillian said confidently.

Elisa agreed, flipped through the journal, and began to recount: "In a village, lived a group of red-eyed and blue-eyed villagers. They were cursed; if a blue-eyed resident discovered their own eye color, they would die at midnight. Because of the curse, they couldn't communicate their eye colors, and there were no mirrors in the village. One day, a villain told all the villagers that he had discovered at least one blue-eyed person. There were four blue-eyed people in the village. On which day would they all die?"

The ladies on the sofa fell into deep thought and asked the maid for paper and pen.

Miss Elisa felt pleased to see their furrowed brows and bewildered expressions.

As expected, I wasn't the curly-haired baboon; it was just that the male servant's questions were too difficult!

More than an hour passed, and five pots of black tea had been changed, but the ladies were still clueless.

“What is the answer?” Eleanor gave up and looked at Elisa.

I also want to know the answer.

Elisa didn't panic; she could use the mirror to ask the servant questions at any time.

Ophelia shook her head, stopping Eleanor: "It's only been a short time; it's no fun knowing too soon. Miss Elisa, let's wait until our next meeting to tell you the answer!"

Elisa agreed.

The puzzle-solving time was over, the storytelling game didn't continue, and everyone was pondering the question.

Ophelia stood up and said to Elisa, "Miss Elisa, would you like to stroll around the mansion with me?"

Elisa was startled.

She hadn't expected Princess Ophelia to invite her.

With a sense of doubt, she stood up and followed Ophelia out of the reception room.

Chapter 53 It's over! The male servant discovered it.

For the upper-middle class who do not have to work, taking a walk is a necessary form of recreation.

In the manor, Elisa and Ophelia could stroll around the courtyard and admire the flowers and plants, but the mansion in the city center had no large courtyard at all, only a small garden, suitable only for sitting quietly and appreciating the flowers. This is why nobles preferred to live in suburban manors.

Fortunately, Eleanor's mansion was quite large, and Elisa strolled around the house with Ophelia. She had originally thought that Ophelia would ask about logic problems, but unexpectedly, the fourth princess asked her something she hadn't anticipated.

That was a theft that occurred at Elisa Manor a little over a month ago.

Although Ophelia used the issue of the capital's security as a cover, Elisa believed that her real target was the manor robbery and the butler Sheldon who had been brutally murdered by the spirit baboon.

Elisa couldn't understand why Ophelia, as the kingdom's princess, would care about this case.

Was Ophelia's visit today solely for this purpose?

Is the ghostly murder case orchestrated by Ophelia? Or is it related to the royal family?

Elisa answered Ophelia with the same words she had used to answer Sergeant Caroline of the military.

After her walk, Ophelia returned to the drawing room, stayed for a while longer, and then got up to take her leave.

Elisa breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "If only the male servant were here, I wouldn't be able to figure out the situation at all."

Let's see what the male servant is doing. Elisa picked up her black tea, opened "Simon's Journal," and prepared to enjoy the thrill of spying.

Simon's gaze swept over Ophina's chest, marveling at her ample bosom.

Is he flirting with a big-breasted maid again? Is this maid named Ophina...? What, Ophina!

"Cough cough cough cough!" Elisa choked, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, coughed violently, and stared at the light screen in disbelief.

What are you doing! Where are your eyes looking!

"Ophina with her chest bulging.jpg"

You still dare to take pictures!

Don't drag me into your mess!

Elisa wanted to rush downstairs and throw the male servant out of the mansion.

Simon spoke with Ophina, recounting his heroic capture of a thief. Ophina was very interested and asked many questions about the details.

It's that Sheldon butler thing again; Ophelia really did want it!

What is the secret behind this?

"Ophina didn't get the clues she wanted, and Simon realized that a spiritual force was invading his body."

What? An attack! What is that princess planning to do?!

That's my male servant!

Before Elisa could think any further, the "Blood" spell was unleashed, engulfing the entire mansion.

She locked onto her own male servant and Ophelia, as well as two other people beside Ophelia. One of those two must be a superhuman bodyguard, or perhaps both of them were.

If we're going to take action, we have to eliminate them all at once... We can't kill Ophelia, just stun her, otherwise Eleanor might be in trouble. Then we'll use the Blood Clone to distract the pursuers, prepare for counter-divination and counter-tracking, and quickly escape the capital with the male servant.

The capital's underground waterways are highly developed and still harbor the remnants of the old dynasty. They are complex and dangerous. If the blockade comes too quickly and you can't escape, you should hide underground and try to ask your teacher for help.

Elisa quickly considered a plan to kill and escape, and revised her plan: she could send her blood clone to attack the parliament building or the royal palace to divert the attention of the superhumans and make them think it was a political attack.

She is ready; a huge wave is about to sweep through the capital!

Simon understood the purpose of this spirituality.

What's the purpose?!

"That's the power of allure, the beautiful Miss Ophina is seducing him!"

"...?"

I was already prepared to kill someone and run away for you, and then you tell me that Princess Ophelia was the one seducing you?

Elisa clenched her fists.

Simon felt that Miss Ophina's spell was superfluous; she herself was already alluring enough.

I'm going to expose you, you lecherous devil, to the royal family!