Should I raise you too?

However, this has nothing to do with me. I have no interest in "finger bones." Perhaps I can use "finger bones" to exchange for something else.

Let's leave it for now and see what's going on, what those people want to do with the "finger bone," and then decide whether to keep the "finger bone" or sell it.

Elisa continued reading the logbook, hoping that the male servant and Eleanor would cooperate and obtain more information.

Simon rejected Eleanor's offer, saying that an elder had told him the matter was closed and there was no need to investigate further.

Elisa covered her face.

It was me who said it, because things in the East District were too troublesome. At that time, I didn't know this matter was so important; even the Fourth Princess was looking for the "finger bone"!

Elisa now regrets it.

"Eleanor told Simon that her elders said this matter might be related to the treasure of the old dynasty."

Simon judged from Eleanor's tone that it was just unfounded speculation, and he rejected the temptation.

Simon thought that if he gave the finger bone to Eleanor, that 'elder,' perhaps she could learn more.

The word "elder" was highlighted. Ah, just like the male servant, the "elder" Eleanor referred to was also her occult teacher. Elisa thought.

I don't know who her teacher is, what rank they hold, or what field they work in.

That teacher must not be an official, otherwise he wouldn't need to teach Eleanor in such a secretive way.

That teacher probably doesn't belong to any organization, at least not in the kingdom, otherwise Eleanor wouldn't need to recruit male servants as assistants.

Moreover, at least in this incident, Eleanor's teacher is far inferior to me. I have already obtained two "finger bones," while Eleanor's teacher doesn't even know that "finger bones" exist!

I won!

Miss Elisa was in a good mood.

She continued to stalk the male servant and Eleanor.

"The alliance failed, and Eleanor was somewhat disappointed. She then suggested exchanging intelligence with Simon, and Simon agreed."

Before leaving, she asked Simon about the mystery of the red and blue eyes, to which Simon replied that he did not know.

Why are you asking this too!

Elisa realized that both Eleanor and Ophelia were trying to cheat! They wanted to get the answers from others and then pretend they had derived them themselves!

Unfortunately, the only cheater can be Miss Elisa!

Chapter 57 You betrayed Curly-haired Baboon!

Eleanor returned through the window the way she came, and Simon watched her leave before drawing the curtains.

Back on his bed, he sniffed the air. In fact, besides the eye color and figure, there was another piece of information that confirmed it was Eleanor: the fragrance wafting through the room.

Miss Eleanor did not wear perfume, but she bathed in flower petals, which had a light, pleasant fragrance.

He opened the log backend and edited:

Simon fell asleep to the sweet scent left by Miss Eleanor.

This is the free-spirited Victorian era, where gentlemen are honest and can speak frankly.

Upon sending the message, Simon guessed that Miss Elisa would definitely lower her head and sniff herself.

She's still just a young girl.

He turned over, thinking about recent events.

The mystery of this incident is actually quite simple: the "finger bones" are relics of the old dynasty. Legend has it that by collecting all the "finger bones," one can pry open a portion of the power of the "spirit world" and resurrect a corpse.

The complex part lies in human nature; those who know this secret have different goals for resurrection.

In the original storyline, Elisa briefly joined the struggle for the "Finger Bone" but quickly failed. This matter involved several demigods. Although Elisa could contend with demigods with the help of the artifact, her use of power was ultimately not as flexible as that of a true demigod, and she lacked influence.

Even if they succeed in the struggle, it won't make much difference. The legend isn't false, but it's not real either. Resurrection requires other conditions, and neither side will achieve their goal regardless of which side succeeds.

Simon's current goal is that resurrection slot, or rather, the corpse of a failed resurrection. His own cultivation is too slow; it's better to control the corpse of a powerful being.

Simon closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

……

Simon enjoyed a delicious breakfast, which strengthened his sense of belonging to Eleanor's Mansion.

"Intimacy +1"

Don't try to inflate your sense of belonging! Your belonging is my estate!

Elisa didn't sleep all night. With Eve's help, she put on a dress that Eleanor had given her. The dress was a little loose at the chest, but the rest of it was the perfect size.

Elisa's feelings were complicated, partly because of the size of her dress, and partly because of Eleanor's extravagance. She changed her dress every single day!

The mansion's maid led her and Eve to the dining room on the first floor, where Eleanor and Mabel were already seated at the table.

During breakfast, Elisa and Eleanor yawned at the same time; neither of them had slept well.

A knock suddenly sounded at the door, and a moment later, a maid led in a lady, who was the etiquette teacher Helen.

Helen greeted the three ladies and explained her purpose: "Miss Ophina asked me to ask Miss Elisa for the answer to that riddle. Miss Ophina has been thinking about it all night but hasn't been able to solve it, and she's really itching to find the answer."

“I’d like to know too,” Mabel said, raising her hand.

Eleanor also looked at Elisa.

Elisa put down her tea, glad she had asked the servant last night.

She smiled at the three of them and slowly said, "Do you want the basic version, the advanced version, or the ultimate version?"

As she expected, all three women chose the basic version. Haha, humans always overestimate their intelligence.

Elisa gave the basic answer, and seeing their bewildered yet regretful expressions, she felt comforted.

Indeed, we are all curly-haired baboons!

A single curly-haired baboon might feel lonely and anxious, but being with a group of fellow curly-haired baboons brings a sense of peace and even pride. This world belongs to us curly-haired baboons!

Elisa ate a small cookie, moistened her throat with black tea, and prepared to begin her explanation.

Mabel suddenly spoke up: "So that's how it is, it's midnight on the fourth day, isn't it?"

Elisa stared wide-eyed at Mabel in disbelief.

How did you know?! I haven't even given you the answer yet! Did you secretly go to see the male servant this morning? No, that's not written in the log.

Seeing the equally surprised looks on Eleanor and Helen's faces, Elisa had to admit it.

The servant was right! Basic problem-solving techniques really can be taught to Homo sapiens!

She was heartbroken; Mabel, who looked most like a curly-haired baboon, was actually the biggest traitor!

Fortunately, Mabel can only deduce, not teach; her problem-solving methods are convoluted, jump around, and difficult to understand.

Elisa offered a solution worth 50 pounds, earning praise from Eleanor and Helen. She then introduced the concept of 'common information,' elevating the logic problem to a higher level and earning admiring glances.

The servant was right. The ultimate answer is to have a curly-haired baboon impersonate a university professor!

She picked up the black tea with composure, pretending to be unperturbed by praise or criticism.

She wondered if she should pose the Three Hats puzzle to test Eleanor and Lady Helen's intelligence.

She ultimately didn't bring it up. Judging from Helen and Eleanor's reactions, she realized that the mystery seemed more important than she had imagined, and perhaps she shouldn't bring it up at a small gathering, but rather at a large one.

Fortunately, she also had a little riddle as a bonus from her male servant.

After breakfast, Elisa bid farewell to Mabel and Eleanor and boarded the carriage.

Simon gripped the reins, smiled and bid farewell to the maid Ruth beside him, who looked at him with reluctance.

You bastard, what have you done to Eleanor's maid?! And it's only been a day!

……

As expected, Ophelia's possible provocation did not occur, and Elisa enjoyed a period of peace.

The male servant's gold pound briefly returned to over a hundred, but under her relentless exploitation, it decreased to 53.

"Under your shoddy teaching, Simon completed a combat lesson, and his fighting skills should have improved significantly, but he's stuck on a key point about how to generate power."

Looking at the words on the screen, Elisa guiltily looked away.

What cutting corners? I just hid a little trick. With a week or two of serious practice, even the male servant can discover the trick himself!

Besides, it's not like I'm not going to teach anymore. As long as the male servant pays 10 pounds, I will teach him the whole thing.

This is far more ethical than the teachers in the island schools. Those unscrupulous teachers are capable of doing things like not teaching anything in class and forcing students to buy after-school tutoring!

Elisa tried to soothe her conscience, but she still felt some pain.

Forget it, this time I won't ask for 10 pounds, just 9 pounds 19 shillings and 11 pence!

Getting out of bed, Elisa turned off "The Young Lady's Late Night Class" and opened "Simon's Diary".

Simon woke up, reviewed the knowledge in his mind, and sighed that the recent dream lessons were getting increasingly difficult.

"Although he couldn't remember the specific content of the course, he could sense that the knowledge that was clear to him when he woke up was now hazy, requiring a lot of thinking and paying the Magic Mirror to make it clear."

He was distressed by his own dullness and felt that he had let down the expectations of his generous and selfless teacher.

Elisa immediately shut down "Simon's Log," denying any room for guilt to grow.