Mysterious Catastrophe

"Well, I heard that Lord Faneuil is planning to hold a ball, and I want to get an invitation letter first." Aaron said his plan: "It is said that there will be many nobles and high society people attending the ball, if If you can go in, there should be a lot of benefits."

"Of course, I wish you success!" Mr. Remington stubbed out his cigarette, looked at Aaron who got up and left, and complained to Mrs. Remington: "I have seen many ignorant and arrogant guys...but this Mr. Pala It's really beyond my imagination, he still doesn't understand the weight of a Lord of the Empire... A big businessman once spent hundreds of thousands of pounds just for the title of Lord of Honor, but he didn't succeed in the end..."

"I think...Mr. Parra may be returning to the countryside after staying in the capital for less than a month."

Mrs. Remington asked worriedly: "Should we refund part of the rent?"

Chapter 444 Dark Line

Aaron's trip to Pulmouth this time was mainly to meet his allies in accordance with the agreement with the 'Keeper of the Secret'.

And the ally the 'Keeper of Secrets' found for him was a bit big--the Emperor of the Invis Empire--His Majesty Arthur IX!

Although Aaron didn't know how the 'Keeper of the Secret' planned against the other side, but from the current struggle for kingship and theocracy, he could barely see some clues.

Of course, allies are allies, but 'secrecy' is also important.

At least, this is a good hole card, which cannot be played now.

Therefore, it is impossible for Aaron to go to Mithra Palace carelessly and ask to meet Arthur IX.

It is even hard to say how much this empire is controlled by the emperor. I am afraid that once Aaron meets with the emperor, the "Son of Daybreak" will kill him...

After the last meeting, the 'Keeper' simply gave Aaron a contact.

As for how to meet Arthur IX, confirm that the other party really wants to resist 'Darkbreak', and how to make a plan, it is Aaron's own business.

It is not easy to use the power of 'secret keeping' to guard such a big secret without letting so many divination masters of the Church of the Sun discover the clue.

Aaron took the public tram to Queens District, went to a high-end restaurant called 'Anthem Restaurant', and booked a special numbered box.

When the number was announced, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the waitress at the front desk, but she quickly covered it up.

Aaron came to the very private box and ordered another grilled lamb, a South Indonesian specialty vegetable salad, and a bottle of Imperial 20-year-old red wine.

Whether it is the special box before or the order of order here, it is actually equivalent to a code.

After it is released, someone will come to connect it soon.

Aaron touched his brow and waited calmly.

……

Usain is the senior director of the Imperial Bureau of Repression.

He is in his thirties, with a hard face and capable work.

Of course, these are not the reasons why he can occupy a high position. The biggest reason why he can really climb to this position of real power is because he is a staunch imperialist in the suppression bureau.

Even in the suppression bureau, there are many factions, such as defecting to a certain noble, or the church...

Usain has long been secretly loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, a true die-hard loyalist.

However, the task he got was very simple, just deploying and controlling in a high-end restaurant, waiting for a signal.

He'd been waiting for years, and it didn't even feel like the circuit would ever be activated.

However, just today, he got information about the activation of the code.

Inside the office.

Usain put down the connection magical item in his hand, entered the changing room with a calm expression, and straightened his clothes.

By the time he came out, he had already changed into a waiter's attire.

Immediately, he stepped into the spirit world one step at a time, using the 'Spirit World Teleportation', he came to the wine cellar of the 'Song Restaurant'.

He is a 'shadowless person' impressively!

The mysterious knowledge and materials of this path were all rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor, which also made Usain completely discouraged from going to the Church of the Sun.

Judging from the religious fanatic atmosphere over there, even if he seeks refuge in the past, he will only be sent to the stake.

Of course, Usain didn't even think about rebelling.

He picked up a bottle of red wine, took a deep breath, and walked into the specially prepared box.

"Sir...the 'Queen in Red' you wanted!"

Usain smiled, pulled out the cork, poured the bright red wine into a beautiful long-necked glass bottle, and began to shake to sober up.

The door of the box has been closed at some point, and even a more private ceremony than the spiritual wall has begun to operate.

"Sir, I won't ask where you come from, what your name is... My order is to complete all your instructions!"

Usain whispered firmly.

Aaron glanced at this Extraordinary, and knew that he should be someone sent by the emperor.

In fact, King Arthur IX did not fully trust him, but made Usain think that he was on the side of the royalists, and at most carried out dark missions such as assassinating the opposition nobles and so on.

After all, who would trust the Emperor to lead a rebellion?

Of course, even for this kind of mission, this level of secrecy is necessary.

'A pawn, too sad even to establish a real channel of communication, because he's not fully trusted, so messages can't be passed through him. '

While cutting the roast lamb, Aaron said calmly: "Make up a reasonable reason to get me a ball invitation from Lord Faneuil!"

"I see. Any other requests?"

As a high-level executive of the suppression bureau, it was very simple for Usain to do this kind of thing, and he didn't ask too many questions.

He knew that if he asked too much, he might die...

"No, the key is to arrange it reasonably..."

Aaron wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin and poured a glass of red wine.

According to his information, at Lord Faneuil's ball, Arthur IX's most beloved daughter and the brightest pearl of the empire—Princess Sophia may also be present.

This princess is the communication bridge chosen by King Arthur IX!

Of course, Aaron also knew that when he was about to go to the ball, the princess would definitely come instead of a possibility!

……

evening.

The residence of the Remingtons.

"Mr. Parra...you are back." Mrs. Remington greeted politely.

Aaron could clearly feel the alienation in the other party's tone.

Probably because I feel that I am too overestimated, and I am afraid that I will cause trouble, and I want to draw a clear line...

"Yes, back."

Aaron greeted Mr. Remington, who was pruning.

"What a busy day." Mr. Remington wiped his sweat and asked with a smile, "Is there any progress in your work?"

"It went pretty well."

Aaron replied with a smile.

"Pulmouth is full of crooks," Mr. Remington reminded.

He felt that Aaron might have been duped by some crooks.

"I understand, thank you for reminding me."

Aaron smiled back.

This time, Mrs. Remington did not propose to have dinner together.

after dinner time.

Remington was lying on the sofa, about to have a cigarette.

A high-end luxury carriage suddenly stopped at the door of his house, and there was a coat of arms representing the nobility on the carriage.

In this era, only nobles still use this kind of carriage.

The Remingtons, who saw this scene through the window, looked at each other.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.

After opening the door, a gentleman wearing a platinum wig greeted him politely: "Does Mr. Para Love Toman live here? I am Lord Faneuil's butler, and I am here to deliver the ball invitation!"

'He...he really did it!How long has it been? '

The cigarette in Mr. Remington's hand fell to the ground, his mouth half-opened, his face full of disbelief.

Chapter 445 The Masquerade

"Mr. Toman, would you like to have breakfast together? I have prepared the crown cocoa from South Indonesia..."

The next day.

In the morning, after Aaron got up, he saw the Remington couple waiting in the living room.

Since what happened last night, their attitude towards themselves can be regarded as flattering.

Well, I like to drink cocoa instead of coffee, and I said it casually at breakfast yesterday.

A helpless wry smile appeared on his face: "Yes...but don't ask again, didn't I explain it? It was just an accident!"

"Anyway, you've got that ticket."

Mr. Remington flushed all over his face: "Just by going to a high-end restaurant in Queens, you can meet a nobleman and form a friendship. You are too good... No, Mr. Toman, you were born to be People in that circle."

Usain acted quickly, and after returning home, he arranged a chance encounter, which allowed Aaron to come into the sight of a certain nobleman, and he was invited naturally.

"It's just luck."

Aaron smiled evasively.

The three enjoyed breakfast together, and Mr. Remington kept boasting about his son, as if implying something.

Not long after the good atmosphere passed, the doorbell rang.

"We don't seem to have guests with an appointment."

Mrs. Remington went to open the door, and then saw a group of people pouring in.

The leader is an old man whose hair is combed meticulously and who has more temperament than aristocrats: "My humble Jenkins, I am the owner of Jenkins' private tailor shop in Queens."

There seemed to be a ruler in his eyes, and he looked at Aaron: "Mr. Toman... I was ordered by a certain nobleman, and I will prepare dinner costumes for you. This time the ball is a masquerade ball... What style do you want? Gentleman style? Military style?"

As Jenkins said, he asked the maid next to him to pick up the clothes rack, which had full dresses on it.

"A private tailor in Queens?"

Mrs. Remington lowered her voice and bit her husband's ear: "Is it that kind of high-end customized luxury store that is said to only serve nobles?"

"Yes, I can guarantee that even if it is that kind of dress, a button on it is worth more than your most expensive evening dress."

Mr. Remington also lowered his voice to answer.

"Okay, okay, I see."

On the other side, the Jenkins tailor had already noted down Aaron's size, bowed and said goodbye: "Then, I'll go back and prepare... Besides, the lord asked me to tell Mr. Princess Sophia will also be here, so don't be rude... If you need an etiquette teacher, I can introduce you."

"no need."

After dismissing Jenkins and the others, Aaron looked at the Remingtons, whose eyes were shining brightly, and waved his hands: "If I say I don't know anything about the princess, it's an accident... Do you believe it?"

……

Prom day.

Aaron changed into a dress from the Jenkins tailor shop—a black boat cap, a red uniform with a stand-up collar, white leather trousers, high leather boots, and a decorative sword hanging from his waist.

This is the consistent image of imperial soldiers.

Since it is a masquerade ball, there is naturally an element of 'acting', and Invensys has a strong atmosphere of military glory, so playing the role of a soldier is undoubtedly a very popular trend.

Aaron put a silver-white mask on his face and got out of the carriage.

Outside Lord Faneuil's mansion, the nobles' high-end carriages were already parked.

Both men and women in the crowd are all dressed up in strange clothes and masks. At first glance, it is indeed difficult to recognize who is who.