Mysterious Catastrophe

Tall buildings, splendid Arc de Triomphe, luxurious high-end restaurants...

Before he knew it, Aaron seemed to have come to another world.

Here, the men are well-dressed, the ladies are gentle and affectionate, wearing brilliant diamond necklaces, indulging in various balls and extravagant pleasures all day long...

Moreover, there are more warblers on the road.

Well, in a place that is too poor, even the business of street girls is hard to do.

"Would you like a pleasant evening, sir?"

At the corner of the street, a girl in a lake-green skirt smiled at him seductively, slightly lifting the corners of her skirt.

"I?"

Aaron is not a beautiful boy now, but a Pala who is more than two meters tall, has a golden beard, and a fierce temperament, who seems to be of Iron Sago blood.

Isn't such a delicate woman afraid of dying in bed?

It can be seen that the other party should be quite afraid of his appearance and physique, but there is nothing he can do.

Aaron looked at the other party again, and found that the girl's appearance could be regarded as above-average. This dress was probably her most valuable item, with a slender waist, plump breasts, an oval face, a youthful face and a pair of watery His eyes are impressive.

Seeing him stop, the girl looked more expectant: "Only 8 pence!"

That's about the price of a pound of rye bread.

Aaron was a little silent, staring into the girl's eyes: "Your name?"

"Triss! My name is Triss, sir!" Triss replied a little nervously.

"I'm just a passenger who just came to Pulmouth, and I don't have a stable place to stay yet. I want to find a room that can be rented for a month. I need to be quiet, convenient, and have a separate bathroom... Can you provide this service? I Will pay you... three shillings."

Although the empire's currency is not the same as the first history, the currency and base are still similar.

Hearing Aaron's price, Triss' eyes lit up immediately: "I know, I know there are good houses for rent, please follow me!"

Aaron nodded and added a condition: "Don't go down to the city!"

……

After half an hour.

Green George area.

"The Remingtons are very good people. They also have a son who joined the army...Because the son has not been home for a long time, they rent out his room, and the rent is quite cheap."

Triss took Aaron into a house and introduced.

Aaron looked around, especially the lawn in front of the house, and couldn't help being quite satisfied.

"What about the rent?"

"The monthly rent is 4 pounds! Meal expenses are not included, but if you are willing to pay a sum, I believe Mrs. Remington is willing to cook a little more every day. They are very enthusiastic and like to have dinner with everyone."

Triss replied.

"You seem to be familiar with this place?"

Aaron was silent for a moment and asked.

Green George District is considered a middle class area. Although the concept of middle class is a bit ridiculous, it should be considered a group of people who live well.

"Yes, I used to live on this street, and I was a neighbor of the Remingtons." Triss smiled wryly: "Later...my family went bankrupt."

"Ah."

Aaron didn't say much, and after seeing the room under the guidance of Mrs. Remington, he readily paid the deposit.

At the same time, Mrs. Remington also copied his ID card number and checked the date of the temporary residence stamp on it.

These will be written into the contract, and it is really difficult to move without an ID card.

Of course, there is no need to sign a contract, but this is an illegal transaction and is severely cracked down by the police.

After the transaction was completed, Aaron also gave Triss 3 shillings, ending the employment.

After that, Triss saluted with a smile, said goodbye and left, and seemed to be relieved that Aaron didn't keep her for an extra gift.

After all, Pala's physique is still quite intimidating.

……

inside the room.

Aaron lay on the bed with one hand covering his eyes.

His field of vision suddenly split into two pieces, one eye saw the scene in the room, while the other eye saw Triss's side.

This was the effect of a ceremony, and Aaron was a little curious about this girl who seemed to have some stories.

He saw that Triss did not choose to take the public tram, but walked back to the lower city...

He saw the other party smile and greet a baker's wife, and bought two pounds of rye bread...

He saw Triss surrounded by a group of ragged children and gave them some food...

"The occasional kindness of the upper class is nothing, but it is commendable to be able to maintain this kindness in the mud..."

"Perhaps... this empire really needs to change!"

Chapter 443 Plan

night.

Triss lay on the floor, listening to her mother's suppressed coughing on the bed next to her, and slowly fell asleep.

Since her father went bankrupt and jumped off the building, she and her mother moved out of the big house in Green George District and rented a single room in the slums.

At that time, my mother entered the factory and was fired not long after suffering from lung disease. Since then, she can only make a living at home by pasting matchboxes and washing clothes for people, and her income is quite unstable.

After Triss went out to 'work', the family situation was a little better, but not much better.

She has always wanted to save some money to see a doctor for her mother, but unfortunately... recently, a group of female workers have lost their jobs, and the income of street girls has continued to decline. They also have to deal with the exploitation of the tax officials in the empire and the extortion of gangs. In fact, there is not much money left.

For people in the slums, 'savings' is just a beautiful-sounding word, which is equivalent to 'dreams'.

"I met a kind gentleman today. Although he looks a little vicious, he is surprisingly kind..."

Triss fell into a dreamland in a daze.

fog……

Gray fog...

She seemed to hear a whisper in her ear...

Triss felt that her thinking was a little stagnant, like a slightly drunk state after being drunk.

She raised her head and saw a tall figure shrouded in mist.

Countless mists surrounded him, hovering and surrounding the corners of the gray robe...

"A wish!"

The tall figure spoke slowly.

Countless echoes echoed in Triss' mind: "A wish, a wish, a wish..."

'This...is this the legendary...god? '

'But he is obviously not the sun god... I must be burned by the Inquisition? '

"According to folklore, those who make deals with unknown beings, or make wishes to the fairies in the lake and magic lamps, will not end well, because they are the disguise of the devil..."

After all, Triss was educated when she was a child, so she thought of many things in a flash.

But with the echo of that 'one wish', she gritted her teeth and her expression gradually became firm: "I want my mother to recover!"

In a life of numbness and despair, every straw is worth grasping.

Triss felt that as long as this wish could be realized, even if she paid a heavy price, it was acceptable.

The tall figure didn't answer, it just dissipated into an endless gray mist.

The feeling of falling came.

boom!

Triss limbs stiffened, and she woke up: "It turns out...it was a dream!"

She glanced at her mother lying on the bed, as if it was an illusion, she felt that her mother's breathing was much more stable, and the murmur from the thick phlegm in her chest seemed to disappear.

The next day.

early morning.

"I'm going to Mrs. Marilyn's to have a look, maybe there's some accumulated laundry that needs to be washed..."

Mother Triss said as she got up.

"Ah."

Triss started to make breakfast, looking at her mother who had tidied up the workbench as a dining table, she suddenly noticed a difference: "Mom... your cough?"

Tris's mother was startled, with a relaxed expression on her face: "Yeah... I feel much better today, and I don't want to cough anymore. Triss, what's wrong with you?"

She was surprised to see the tears on her daughter's face.

"It's okay, I'm just very happy."

Triss turned around, continued cooking oatmeal bread, and silently said in her heart: "Thank you...the unknown existence...you have fulfilled my wish, no matter what the price, I am willing to bear it."

……

The Remingtons' home.

Aaron got up and stretched himself: "The sun is good today."

Of course, he cured Tris's mother's condition.

It's not to charge any price, but just want to do it, so I do it.

To have strength in your body is to live a life as you wish, to do evil if you want to do evil, to do good if you want to do good, you don’t need any reason, just do what you want.

'And it's enough to do this...'

'If you give her a large sum of money suddenly, it will cause trouble instead. '

'It's not a good thing to have a relationship with extraordinary. '

Aaron put on a black trench coat, put on a hat, and walked down the stairs.

"Mr. Palla, good morning, I made sandwiches and coffee for breakfast." Mrs. Remington greeted warmly: "Do you want to come together?"

This is an invitation, not a paid one.

"You are very kind."

Aaron did not refuse. He came to the dining table and had breakfast with Mr. and Mrs. Remington. By the way, he discussed the direction and trend of coal stocks with Mr. Remington, and got a surprise look from the other party.

"Mr. Parra, I really admire your gaze. You must be a successful businessman."

Mr. Remington admired.

"It's just a trivial opinion." Aaron was very polite.

"Then... are you coming to Pulmouth mainly to expand your business?" Mr. Remington said enthusiastically, "I can introduce you to several merchant clubs. They also have a certain demand for building materials."

"Thank you, but my main purpose this time is to find out the way to enter the upper class."

Aaron said frankly: "As you know, in today's empire, if you want to do big business, you can't do without those channels."

"It's very difficult, very difficult." Mr. Remington wrinkled his forehead, showing deep wrinkles: "I have seen many big businessmen, spent a lot of money, tried to squeeze into that circle, but all failed in the end, and quickly Bankruptcy... People in the upper class are very exclusive, without aristocratic or church background, it is difficult to get their approval."

Even in business, the relationship between the second son of a nobleman and the church has an advantage over ordinary households!

"Have to try."

Aaron smiled confidently: "Business is always full of challenges, isn't it?"

"So... what specific ideas do you have?" Mr. Remington lit a cigarette for himself with an inexplicable expression.

He seemed to be nostalgic for the glory days of his youth, and seemed to have a hint of mockery at Aaron's overreaching.

Of course, out of Invensway's gentlemanly reserve, he didn't show it.