Chapter 198 Late Night Visitor
It was the first time that Lin Qi attended a wealthy cocktail party. In fact, Lin Qi’s feeling was not good.
Indeed, he successfully appeared in the upper-class Rhine society and his performance was well received. Even professionals like Miss Valente believed that his performance was impeccable and laid a solid foundation for the future. .
But Lynch always felt full of hostility, and everyone around him had ulterior motives. It was too depressing. He might as well have beaten little Martha at home, or eaten sweet honey with others in the square in front of the train station. Here are the cookies.
Until he left the Earl of Lorende's mansion and saw the carriage with the crest of the Valente family on it, for some reason, Lynch suddenly felt relaxed.
It’s really strange. Not only do I feel relaxed, but even the moonlight feels a lot softer. It must be my neighbor’s fault.
【Um? 】
Nothing, the scenery is nice.
The old butler, who has white hair and beard, is well-dressed, and looks more like a Rand gentleman than Lynch, is standing next to the carriage. He looks to be at least sixty or seventy years old, but he is still in high spirits, and his movements to greet the owner are meticulous.
"This is Mr. Louis, the steward of the Valente family. He has retired in recent years. He was worried that I would go to the Rhine by myself, so he came with me. The house here is smaller, so only six people came together."
< br>Can you just leave? Also, why did your butler look at me so fiercely? I didn't offend him.
Lynch looked innocent, feeling that the old butler might hit him on the head with the stick at any time with an elegant movement.
"Hey, Mr. Louis has watched me grow up. Anyone who bullies me will have his legs broken by Mr. Louis. Mr. Lynch, you must be careful." Miss Valente covered her mouth and smiled before introducing, " After we came back from the ancient city, I was recuperating from my injuries. It was Mr. Louis who went to Nolin himself and reported everything to his father. He also brought back his approval of you."
"No, I did. Why should you be careful, and it turns out it was not an excuse." Lynch was a little surprised, "Is this really Count Valente's attitude?"
"Of course, you can't say such things randomly, you have to be responsible. And don’t underestimate the Valente family’s magnanimity.” Miss Valente raised her head and snorted softly, “Please get in the car. I’ll take you back home, but I’m curious as to what made you in such a hurry. It’s already too early to leave the reception.”
Lynch did not hesitate and told Miss Valente all his speculations as soon as he got in the car.
Perhaps everyone in this city may harbor evil intentions that are questionable, but there are two people whom Lynch absolutely trusts.
Officer Natalie Angel and Miss Diana de Valente.
It’s not that I believe they are absolutely kind, absolutely righteous, and have no ill intentions. It’s just that one is willing to run all night to save Lin Qi, whom he has never met, and fight against the mystery. One is born in a noble family but is willing to sacrifice himself, and is willing to give up himself in critical moments to take the initiative to act as a sacrifice. The vessel of the evil god. If these two ladies also had bad intentions and were malicious towards Lynch, then he would admit it and would even be willing to help them deceive him.
So Lynch spoke very frankly, which made Miss Valente’s eyes turn into crescent moons.
Really, why do you smile so beautifully? No sense of public morality at all.
But after listening to Lynch's analysis, Miss Valente couldn't help but laugh.
No one wants to have an advent-level wonder hidden around them that may be discovered at any time, just like no one wants to sleep next to a nuclear bomb that may be detonated at any time. If this thing gets out of control, don't Speaking of Rhine City, even the surrounding cities will be completely destroyed, and there will be no survivors at all.
Of course, the appearance of an Advent-level strange object does not mean that it will definitely get out of control, and it may be safe, but it would be ridiculous to leave safety to probability. Especially for a lucky person like Lynch who can encounter advent-level mysterious events whenever he goes to a bank. Believing in the odds is not as good as believing in the welfare lottery.
They are all destined to die anyway.
Miss Valente agrees with Lynch. It is best to have the gem in your own hands first. If you really can't get it, you can't make a hasty decision. Therefore, the top priority now is to collect information from the side and figure out what happened.
But that is tomorrow. The most important question now is... Girl, can you explain where your carriage is taking me?
"Oh, you're on the wrong track. This is the way back to my villa."
You'd better be on the wrong track... Amidst the laughter, the carriage hurriedly turned around and turned towards Villa Street, sending Lynch off. After returning to Apartment 221, I turned around and left.
It seems a bit regretful. Lynch watched the carriage disappear into the night, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised unconsciously. He stood under the moonlight for a long time before returning to the apartment with a smile.
The lights were still on in the apartment, which surprised Lynch.
Although it is only the smallest gas lamp in the restaurant, the dim yellow light still exudes endless warmth. Under the light, the golden long hair is particularly conspicuous. It is Mrs. Maggie who is lying at the dining table and is raising her head. He started, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and stared blankly at Lin Qi who came in.
"You're back, Mr. Lynch." The soft voice was a bit confused, and people couldn't help but smile when they heard it, "There is thick soup left in the pot, let me heat it up for you. There should be no food at the reception. , I should be hungry at night.”
Huh, even if I want to keep this hot soup, I can’t let people use advent-level rare items to cause trouble in Rhine City. I don’t know, so forget it. , then this matter must be handled well.
Secretly making up his mind, Lynch persuaded the sleepy Mrs. Maggie to go back to the bedroom, then turned off the lights and returned to the bedroom on the second floor under the moonlight. He was indeed a little tired in the past two days. Lin Qi simply washed himself and threw himself on the bed, basking in the crimson moonlight comfortably, feeling waves of fatigue rising all over his body.
Closing his eyes comfortably, Lynch began his nightly routine of harassment:
‘Neighbors, neighbors. ’
【I am. 】
"Do you know the door between illusion and reality?"
[I have sensed it, but I have never been in contact with it and I don't understand it. Although its danger level to you is high, it does not belong to the memories of the mythical age. 】
‘Even you know, that’s not an ordinary thing. Um? Wait, are you saying that those with high danger levels generally belong to memories from the mythical age? ’
[Partly, there are many exceptions. 】
‘Is it dangerous? How about compared to the evil god? ’
[All high-danger level memories contain fragments of power. The only difference between them and evil gods is that they do not have a supreme will, but they will have special effects. 】
‘I understand, it’s scary even though it’s slightly worse than the Evil God in terms of level, but more troublesome to deal with than the Evil God. ’
【You can understand it this way. 】
‘Oh, I haven’t heard you say this for a long time, I...’
"Meow~~~"
Seeing that he was already half asleep and half awake, a clear cat meow suddenly came from the window, seemingly right at the window.
Lin Qi was shocked and sat up suddenly.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he met a pair of dark green vertical pupils.
A black cat is squatting on the windowsill, lazily licking its pink paws.
Countess Hathaway, or her cat.
(End of this chapter)