Mysterious Catastrophe

He sat in front of the desk with his back straight, and "Sleepwalking" spread out in front of him.

"Actually, it can also be called "Spiritual Essays" or something... And, the further you go, the more chaotic the content, like the ravings of a madman."

Aaron turned a few pages, and soon came to the end of this mysterious tome.

The further back, it seems that the author's mental state is getting worse, and the pure white text looks more scribbled, and there are large areas of alterations.

Numerous distorted punctuation and fonts are mixed, bringing a sense of light and shadow confusion. Just reading may make people frantic and delirium.

"If it wasn't for some usefulness at last, I'd have to ask Miss Baige to return the product..."

He complained, and casually recorded what he thought was more valuable.

[I saw... He! 】

【His body is like a mountain, and his eyes are like crimson moons. He is the master of skeletons, a big snake, and an existence worshiped by all ghouls. They are so eager for him and eager to be swallowed by him...】

【I have been marked by him, I will become a gluttonous feast for all ghouls in the world... I should avoid February, because February is the season of ghouls...】

……

As Aaron recorded, he subconsciously began to examine the text.

"From the point of view of the text, the author should describe the existence of a Si Sui, who is in charge of February - the Lord of Skeleton! Also known as 'Orochi'! Is he a god worshiped by ghouls?"

Aaron put down his pen, tapped the table with the back of his finger, then turned to the first page of "Sleepwalking", and saw that sentence.

[Three have passed away, one was swallowed by the big snake, one was burned by the corona, and one was deprived to inalienable...but the secret history will still be remembered]

"This Si Sui is quite strong. He can swallow another hidden existence... He is from the way of 'Red'? Uh... During the battle of the sun falling, I saw [Flesh and Flesh Mother Tree] being split from it Open, a big snake grows out, and he is the 'Lord of Hidden Bones'? Which Si Sui did he swallow?"

"Since the sun fell, the struggle between those beings has never ended..."

Aaron couldn't guess the existence that was killed by the big snake and the corona, but he saw the last one, and it felt a little familiar, maybe he was describing [Scarlet Creator]. After all, there are intelligent creatures in the dream world, which may leave a mural of that battle and records etc.

It is also possible that the sleepwalker walked directly into the space-time corridor and saw the world-recorded battle!

"The latter is less likely, and it's not necessarily talking about the sun. Maybe there is an unlucky Si Sui behind him, who will be deprived to the point of inalienable by other guys..."

Aaron closed the book and had completely memorized the knowledge in it.

"It's worth £100, maybe it can be sold later..."

After carefully putting away "Sleepwalking", Aaron picked up a slender walking stick by the table.

It was about three feet long, with a body of holly and a white crystal inlaid at the top.

Aaron stroked the white crystal, and suddenly pressed a mechanism on the stick, and pulled out a long and narrow stabbing sword from the head of the stick!

This is a 'stick sword'!Moreover, it was a weapon personally made by Aaron using the ability of the 'Shining One'.

Its blade comes from Clark Dass, which is exactly the one Aaron used when he explored Benjamin's house before. It is said that it is still an antique, and it is Clark's return gift to Aaron.

Considering the need for close-range combat and the lack of a self-defense weapon when he couldn't use the revolver, Aaron made such a cane out of holly wood.

In this day and age, it is normal for gentlemen to travel with a cane, but it is strange if they carry a saber—unless it is a grand celebration for the nobles.

Aaron held a staff sword, danced a sword flower casually, made a few sword moves, and nodded in satisfaction: "I used to be a waste of handicrafts, but I didn't expect to become a master of handicrafts after I became a 'Shiny One'. "

dong dong!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Aaron put the blade into the holly wood staff painted with a layer of black varnish, and his voice became louder: "Come in!"

Sylvia pushed the door open, bowed and said, "A gentleman came outside the door, claiming to be Mr. William Mark's butler, and would like to invite you to attend tomorrow's banquet..."

"I see."

Aaron stood up and walked downstairs to the living room, where he saw a very temperamental old man in a black tuxedo standing and waiting.

Seeing him walk into the living room, he bowed immediately: "Dear Mr. Aaron Juggs, on behalf of my host, I invite you to attend the banquet at 8 o'clock tomorrow night."

"Thanks to the invitation, I will definitely come."

Aaron smiled, took the gold-plated invitation, and sighed inwardly.

The communication in the upper class is indeed very cautious and slow.

It seems that after such a long period of observation, my neighbors have finally determined that this guy who often hangs around high-end restaurants, theaters, and luxury stores is not a liar, at least he is also the son of a rich man, so he started the invitation?

If I go by myself this time and perform perfectly, maybe I can slowly integrate into this circle.

Thinking of this, Aaron asked Sylvia to send the butler away, and when the maid came in, he asked, "What kind of person is this Mr. William Mark?"

As a maid, Sylvia should have her own channel, that is, the maids of other families on the block.

"I heard that Mr. William Mark is the director of a company, and his family employs a housekeeper, seven servants, as well as a special chef and groom..."

Sylvia's face was full of envy.

Perhaps, that was the person she dreamed of marrying.

Then, her expression became dignified, and she reminded: "Master, it's your first visit, the choice of gift is very important, it should be neither too cheap nor too expensive, making you feel like a nouveau riche."

"Besides, if you want to hold a banquet at home - which is almost inevitable after a few exchanges, then you have to hire a housekeeper and more maids...even a dedicated etiquette teacher and dance teacher ..."

Although a little apprehensive and reluctant, Sylvia still gave pertinent suggestions.

'She is anxious, uneasy...'

Aaron read this emotion accurately, smiled and said: "Sylvia, there is no future for being a maid. Have you ever thought about changing jobs and becoming a housekeeper?"

"what?"

Sylvia was startled, and immediately shook her head: "I can't, I don't have the knowledge and accumulation in that area. A good housekeeper is the name card of the master, and I will embarrass the young master."

"So it's time for you to work hard, go to evening grammar school and housekeeper training class..."

Aaron nodded: "As for the short term, if I hire a housekeeper, you will be the head maid..."

Chapter 106 Banquet

Saturday, October 8.

Eight past five in the evening.

Aaron rode in a carriage and stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated building with a large garden and a dolphin fountain in the middle.

"Welcome, my friend!"

The owner of the villa and the director of the company, William Mark, was dressed in a black formal suit, and the three-piece suit of shirt, vest and trousers were all ironed and neatly pressed.

He is tall, with a slightly overweight body, but his facial features are soft, and he wears unilateral glasses, giving people a sense of contradiction between shrewdness and honesty.

At this time, seeing Aaron get off the carriage, he couldn't help but stepped forward, smiled and shook hands with Aaron.

"Hello!"

Aaron smiled slightly and handed over a bottle of champagne.

If you are visiting for the first time and don’t know what gift to bring, there is always nothing wrong with giving a bottle of good wine.

"Come on, our traveler, you have to tell us about your travel experience tonight..."

William Mark led Aaron into the banquet hall, and the tall gas lamps shone through the glass, leaving all kinds of bright and clean brilliance.

The music is melodious, and the buffet table is full of oysters, lobster, veal, fried chicken, lamb stew with peas, salads, souffle muffins, and wine and champagne...

Aaron picked up a goblet and couldn't help but think back to what he saw when he was in work clothes and wandering the lower streets.

Ordinary workers are pale, like walking corpses... There is a long queue outside the workhouse... There are dead bodies every day... In the bridge hole, there are full of homeless people covered with newspapers and waste cardboard...

At the same time, in the rhythmic music, the first dance of the banquet started.

As the host, William Mark took the hand of his wife and took the lead on the dance floor to lead the dance.

Her wife was wearing a complex and gorgeous dance dress, with a necklace of rubies, sapphires, diamonds, and emeralds on her chest, shining under the lights.

The gentlemen and ladies have ruddy complexions, are gorgeously dressed, and dance lightly... Desires subtly ferment and entangle in the air.

And a few streets away, maybe a little girl died of illness and starvation because the matches could not be sold...

'A deformed world...'

'Perhaps because of the mysterious existence, this degree of deformity has deepened. '

Aaron murmured to himself.

In the world at this time, knowledge cannot be transformed into money, influence, and then power, but power can be obtained directly!

The result is that the older the nobles and families are, the more likely they are to inherit the 'mystery', possess a few strange but powerful 'ancestral relics' and many Extraordinary beings, even if His Majesty the King wants to move such nobles, he must Think about the pros and cons.

A class with so many interests must lock up the methods for the lower class to gain power in order to consolidate their position.

This can be seen from the fact that the Bureau of Investigation crazily persecutes and suppresses wild Extraordinary people... although some evil believers are indeed not worthy of sympathy.

When the class is solidified to the extreme, the general public at the bottom will only have eternal despair.

Aaron sips the champagne slowly, and doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all, let alone whether the dance will end.

In the ladies' section, there were already quite a few ladies pointing and talking in low voices.

However, compared to those who can use a hand fan to type out a set of social codes comparable to passwords, can estimate all the wealth of their companions at a glance every time they meet, and speak the most affectionate words, they are secretly jealous, Every banquet is like those real noble ladies who came out of the battlefield without gunpowder smoke, and the rank is still more than a little bit worse.

"Haha, Aaron... shyness is not what a gentleman should have."

After the dance, William Mark came to Aaron and said with a smile.

It is also the responsibility of the banquet host not to neglect every guest.

"No no... I just can't choose for a while, each of them is so charming..."

Aaron responded with a chuckle.

"Then I recommend Miss Liliat Doron in the green dress...Her father is a bank manager."

William Mark pointed in a low voice to a beautiful lady who was sitting on the seat, waiting for her male partner to invite her to dance.

She has long flaxen hair, a small and delicate figure, and wears a pair of delicate glasses, which makes her look very bookish.

At a banquet, a lady cannot take the initiative to invite a man to dance, which is a kind of reserve.

"Thank you for your recommendation."

Aaron had nothing to do, walked up to the lady who was looking at the surroundings boredly, bent her back, and stretched out her hand: "This beautiful lady, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dance?"

"of course can!"

Miss Liliat Doron, who was wearing glasses and had a delicate face, extended her hand gracefully, and the two entered the dance floor together.

"I thought...you might have a better choice..."

The two were very close on the dance floor, Miss Doron's voice could be heard next to Aaron's ear, and the tip of his nose could smell the perfume on the other's hair.

"Why do you say that?"

He asked casually.

"You are good-looking, and you are a rich man, and you are the hunting target of many ladies... And my father is just a bank manager. The reason why I received the invitation from Madam Mark was just to be a 'surplus' for the banquet..."

Miss Doron replied with a chuckle: "You know, at every banquet there are always one or two unlucky people who don't please the ladies, but the master can't neglect them..."

"So it is."

Aaron nodded without hesitation, knowing that the other party's family background may be considered good among the middle class, but it can only be regarded as the bottom in this kind of banquet.

Poor Miss Doron, it is impossible to refuse any invitation from a gentleman.

"But you don't seem to feel wronged..."

His gaze swept over Liliat Doron's glasses, and he felt something was wrong.

"Of course...no one can dominate my marriage." Liliat Doron firmly declared: "By the way, you have beautiful eyes like jewels, and you can dance well, our Mr. Traveler , where have you been?"

"Many, such as Pulmouth, Yellow Falls Grand Canyon, Bone Plateau..."

Aaron blurts out something from a travel magazine.

After the song was over, he sent Liliat Doron back to her original seat, and was about to leave when he suddenly stretched out his hand and flicked Liliat's ear: "Your earrings are about to fall off! It's..."

Liliat Doron quickly covered her ears, and said, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome. Serving ladies is originally a gentleman's duty."

Aaron chuckled, returned to his seat, and rubbed his right thumb and index finger.