Infinite Mask Game

"The nobleman who exists in other people's mouths", as the name suggests, is to make the name "Mr. Dale" spread in the aristocratic circle. Everyone knows that he is a nobleman, but no one really understands him.

Whether a person is a member of the circle is determined by the people in the circle, and the same is true for the essence of nobility.

Even if Dale has nothing, the nobles think he is a noble, then he is a real noble.

If you want to achieve this, you need to show up frequently to gain fame.

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The Town Hall's All Saints' Day dinner is a great way to do this.

This is a gathering of nobles, and only those who have received an invitation can go.

If he can enter the dinner party, he does not need to declare to others that he is a noble when socializing, and the other party will respond to him in a friendly manner as an equal.

Because everyone tacitly agrees that only nobles can enter!

This is undoubtedly excellent status building.

Of course, a dinner party alone isn't enough, but it's a good start.

Dale had the patience and time to create an exquisite aristocratic business card for himself.

The only problem is that the idea is very rich and the reality is very skinny. He got stuck at the first step and getting into the dinner was a problem.

If you can't even get into the dinner party, everything will be out of the question.

This is the problem that Wei Miao needs to solve for him.

The negotiation between the two went smoothly. The two "nobles" spoke concisely and accurately, and could clearly express their needs and prices.

Wei Miao suspected that some of the system's bonuses made it easier for players to accept commissions.

Dell will give a bid based on Wei Miao's work.

Wei Miao bluntly said that he was not a local noble, but there might be a way to help him.

According to Dell, there are two channels to enter the dinner party.

One is to act as a male or female companion and enter the venue on the invitation of others.

The second is to get an invitation letter and enter the venue openly.

Due to the limited time of his life, Dale could not have close friendship with nobles. After so many years, his connections were still sparse, and he could not even find a single noble lady in his circle.

He was stopped by Wei Miao while he was shopping in deep thought.

Wei Miao is not a fairy with three heads and six arms, and cannot conjure an invitation letter. The noble resources in her hands are almost nonexistent.

There is only one way to treat a dead horse as a living horse.

Ask Leslie's former aristocratic girlfriend, Miss Carol, for help.

Wei Miao is now in a state of doing whatever she has to do, with a relaxed attitude, and giving up decisively if she fails.

She expected that the travelers would not have many candies in their hands because their effective mission time was short.

On the way to Waite Street, the two chatted about the small town.

“In the past, the town of Saab could only be considered a village, but now it can be called a town. Its area has more than doubled.”

Dale recounted that the anecdotes and secrets of the town were an important part of his social conversation.

Wei Miao cooperated and pretended to be attentive.

The nobles lived a comfortable life, and socializing took up most of their time. When they are materially wealthy, they inevitably pursue spiritual satisfaction. Therefore, they have a strong desire for gossip and like to listen to novel stories and digest them into material for subsequent talks.

"In my opinion, there are two reasons for the development of the town. One is due to the Blessing Church. In the early days, only the church had the financial resources and appeal to rebuild the town and eliminate disasters."

"The church also has missionary needs, so they want to open up roads to connect with the outside world, which improves the traffic environment of the town. In the past, the outskirts of the town were dense forests, with manic mutant beasts, and rugged roads. Now they have built major roads. It’s much easier to do business.”

"The second is the tourism economy brought by the culture of All Saints' Day. Although the emergence of All Saints' Day is based on suffering, it has benefited those who came after. Businessmen and priests spread the culture of All Saints' Day throughout the Shalan Greenland, and a large number of tourists visit it every year. tourists come here. ”

"In addition, the legend of the return of the dead on All Saints' Day has triggered people's pursuit of the mystery." When talking about this, Dale paused, "This was initially considered to be groundless, but every year in the dead of night on All Saints' Day, people start to A passenger died suddenly. This horrifying news was seen as evidence of rumors that they had provoked evil spirits and attracted their ghosts.”

"The government has issued a curfew for this purpose, but it cannot prevent sudden death from happening. Over the years, it seems to have become a law, a curse that can never be broken."

"Even so, it still cannot dampen the enthusiasm of the tourists, but stimulates their curiosity. People who come here include pagans, mystical scholars, novelists, and adventure enthusiasts. Some people claim to have discovered the secret of the undead, but in the end they can't They're just boring ghost stories."

Wei Miao was thoughtful.

Inexplicable sudden death... could this be the work of a soul hunter?

But what is this for? To maintain the mystery of All Saints' Day, to maintain its intimidation, or to be murderous in nature?

Has the hunt for the Soul Hunters been going on for a long time?

After suppressing several guesses, Wei Miao smiled and said, "What do you think of these rumors?"

Dell said meaningfully: "I would rather believe it."

He continued: "The predecessor of the city hall was the old residence of the mayor, which was later renovated and rebuilt. The mayor is elected by the townspeople and serves for life. In fact, it is a power game between nobles, mutual compromise, and every election is a power play Shuffle the cards..."

While the two were talking, Wei Miao led them to the beautiful large bungalow of Carol's family.

After politely ringing the doorbell, they waited on the lower stone steps.

Soon, the door opened.

"Hello." Carol's tone was cold and distant. She looked at Wei Miao with a little hostility and only glanced at Dale.

"I'm sorry to bother you again. This is Dale, a friend of cousin Leslie." Wei Miao had prepared a speech on the way here and smiled.

"Nice to meet you, beautiful lady." Dale bowed slightly and kept a warm smile.

Carol had a better impression of him: "Mr. Dale, what can I do for you?"

She saw that this person was the main reason for coming to the door.

Dale said politely: "Please forgive my presumption. May I ask if Miss Carol has received an invitation to the All Saints' Day dinner?"

Carol had a blank expression: "The invitation letter is for the whole family. I will go to the city hall with my parents in the evening."

Carol's performance at this moment was very different from that in front of Wei Miao before. It should be said that noble ladies basically have good qualities and smart minds. Before, she was just overwhelmed by love.

She vaguely guessed Dale's intention, but because she was not absolutely sure, she did not say it out loud, but just left a hint.

Even if she wanted to help, she had to pass the family test before becoming her male partner.

Otherwise, Leslie would not have secretly dated her.

But Dale just nodded and looked at Wei Miao.

Wei Miao took the lead again, controlling her facial muscles and showing an expression mixed with anxiety and entanglement.

She was going to start weaving a beautiful lie.