Savior Simulator

Chapter 589 The Invitation of the Young Master Marquis

After much deliberation, I still can't make up my mind.

Musk held the pen and prayed silently:
"Should I go to the appointment? My guardian angel, please guide me."

"Brother Musk, you have to go!"

"Guardian Angel" Gao Fei got on Musk's body as soon as he received the system prompt.

"Tonight's party, if it doesn't have some pornography, I won't be happy!"

Having said that, Gao Fei actually knew it in his heart.

According to the usual standards of "Savior Simulator", it is impossible to really engage in pornography. Tonight's party is just a bit of a sideshow.

Gao Fei quickly wrote a reply letter to Master Potter, and sent his servants to the Marquis's mansion.

At seven o'clock in the evening, a luxurious carriage stopped at the entrance of the office.

The coachman knocked on the door and told Miss Lisa that he was Lord Potter's servant and had come to pick up Mr. Justice for the dinner.

"The invitation says that the banquet won't start until 9 o'clock. Why did the Marquis send a car to pick you up two hours earlier?"

Lisa felt a little strange.

"Maybe Master Potter was worried that I didn't understand the social etiquette of the upper class, so he called me over in advance to give me advice, so as not to embarrass him."

Gao Fei casually made up a reason.

As the "judger", Ms. Lisa has a lot of ways to see through lies, but she never thought that her sweetheart was insincere, believed his statement, and thoughtfully helped him change into a dress, and told him to go home early.

When he was about to get in the car, Gao Fei turned his head and saw Miss Lisa was still watching him at the door, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed secretly, feeling that the plot line he had chosen was somewhat apologetic to this confidante.

So he secretly made up his mind that this dinner was just for business.

Even if there is a play on the spot, there is a limit. You can eat and drink, but you must not participate in activities such as "big health care".

"Hey! Brother Musk, the chick at the door is your fiancee? She is so charming!"

A frivolous laughter suddenly came from his ear, which startled Gao Fei.

Turning his head, Paul Potter was sitting in the carriage, wearing white trousers and a long cloak with a hood, dressed like a monk.

"Master Potter, why are you also in the car?"

"I'm not in the car, who will take you to the party!"

Paul Potter asked with a smile.

Gao Fei was stunned for a moment, and tentatively asked, "Isn't the meeting place tonight at your house?"

"I would like to have this kind of exciting banquet at home, but unfortunately I can't. If my dad finds out, he will definitely break my legs." Potter said bitterly.

"So where are we going?"

"Out of town first, and then to Wycombe Abbey."

"Holding a dinner party in such a solemn place as the monastery, wouldn't it be suspected of sacrilege?"

"Haha! My dear brother Justice, you have got the point. It is because of the sacrilege that it is so exciting!" Potter smiled obscenely.

Gao Fei was dumbfounded.

He had guessed a long time ago that the gathering of these noble sons would certainly not do good things.

However, he still underestimated the presumptuousness and absurdity of this group of dandies, who were not only satisfied with physical debauchery, but actually messed around in the monastery to obtain spiritual stimulation by breaking through moral and religious taboos.

Of course, this kind of absurd behavior can also be packaged as a progressive idea, such as "liberating human nature" and "Don Juan spirit".

Gathering his mind a little, Gao Fei looked Paul Porter up and down.

"No wonder you dress up like a monk. It turns out that you are going to sneak into the monastery... Do I want to dress like this too?"

"There is no need for now, my friend." Paul explained with a smile, "I am wearing the uniform of the 'Hellfire Club', tonight you are attending a party for the first time, and you are not considered an official member of our club, so you don't need to dress up Become a monk."

"Hellfire Club..." Gao Fei frowned, "This doesn't sound like a serious club, but rather a cult that worships devils."

"Haha! Brother Justice, you really are very savvy, and you grasped the point at once! In fact, our club is to imitate the devil and demons in the world, completely liberate our desires, and break through moral and religious barriers. Restraint, don't care about anyone's eyes, say what you want to say, and do what you want to do freely!"

After listening to Paul Porter's introduction, Goofy gradually understood that the so-called "Hellfire Club" is a group of high-society libertines who get together to create an underground salon.

The activities of this club mainly include three categories: eating and drinking, engaging in pornography, and... engaging in government affairs.

It is the core value of this club to talk about all kinds of strange political opinions from the extreme left to the extreme right without any scruples, to output violent comments to the best of its ability, to sarcasm the orthodox church.

After the carriage left the city, it ran for more than an hour and stopped in front of a simple and simple monastery far away from the city.

Outside the gate of the monastery, two rows of carriages have been parked, like the parking lot of a luxury hotel.

Goofy followed Paul Potter out of the car and walked into the monastery.

On the road, he met many men and women who also wore monk uniforms, and he couldn't tell whether these people were real priests or cosplay lovers like Potter.

It wasn't until Gao Fei followed the flow of people into the first floor of the monastery and saw that the originally sacred and solemn church was decorated in the style of a strip club, that Gao Fei was convinced that these pious guys were all hooligans!
Members of the club called each other brothers and sisters, and the president was called the "abbot".

The club members who came to the party were all dressed up as priests. The men called themselves "monks" and the women called themselves "nuns"—most of them were courtesans, or lonely ladies who ran out behind their husbands' backs to steal.

Members of the Hellfire Club, disguised as hermit monks, throw lewd parties in the monastery.

This strong sense of disobedience made Gao Fei think of the "Street Angel", the maintainer of the extrajudicial order on Patus Street.

The members of street gangs call themselves "angels", and the leader Umberto's nickname is "archangel", while the "Hellfire Club" formed by a group of wandering nobles calls themselves "devils".

The comparison between the two is even more ironic.

Gao Fei noticed that there were still a few people in uniforms in the venue, mixed among a group of "monks" and "nuns", looking out of place.

I asked Paul about it, and learned that these people who wore dresses to the banquet, like myself, had not yet obtained the official membership of the club.

Until the application for membership is approved, you can only participate in the meeting as an "observer".

Observers can attend the club dinner, and if they are interested, they can also stay and watch the fake (chaotic) face (×) dance held after the meal, but they cannot personally operate...

(End of this chapter)