Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

The two walked to a quiet corner, and Charlie breathed a deep sigh of relief:

"Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I would be exhausted."

"When does attending the dance become a burden for you, shouldn't you be comfortable with it?" Joyce asked curiously.

Charlie smothered the champagne in one gulp, replaced it with a glass of the same red wine as Joyce, and began to vomit:

"At the dance during this time, Planck had to take him to know different people every time, this general, that congressman... You know, dealing with these people is very tiring."

As a friend, Joyce knew enough about Charlie to know his lazy personality, so he joked:

"Cheers, to celebrate your escape from the sea of ​​misery."

Charlie nodded in agreement, then asked:

"Speaking of which, haven't you always disliked such occasions?"

Joyce noticed that Senator North had walked into the hall, which meant that the dance was about to start, he smiled:

"You still have Mr. Planck, but I'm alone now. The Best family needs friends. That's why I'm here."

Charlie patted his shoulder and put on a sincere tone:

"It's not easy, but you still have me."

After that, he looked around and found that no one noticed this, and said in a low voice: I have successfully prepared a lot of new potions, and I will send them to you tomorrow. "

Joyce asked amusingly, "Isn't it still that kind of potion?"

"Of course not, am I that kind of person?" Charlie quibble.

"Yes." Joyce answered confidently.

Charlie waved his hand and said, looking like he doesn't care about you:

"Don't worry, I won't trick you."

I have serious doubts about this... Joyce murmured, and found that the hall was quiet, and Congressman North was walking onto the stage to start his speech.

"Thank you all for coming to today's dance, my wife and I are very honored"

"Lurmi said that human beings are born free and equal, and everyone present, whether they are Loen people or Rhosid people, are all fighting for the strength of the kingdom."

"Let us put aside our prejudices and praise the gods, His Majesty the King, fate, and a better and better life."

Joyce clenched his fist with his right hand. The other guests were also praising the gods they believed in and drank the alcoholic beverages in their hands.

The soothing music continued to sound, and Senator North led his wife to the opening dance.

Joyce didn't forget the purpose of attending the dance. Through the observation just now, he picked out three people who were most likely to know Ianna. The question now is how to approach them. He can't go to the opening dance with a man!

"Hey, Naomi is here, probably for you."

"I got off first."

Charlie reminded Joyce and walked away on his own. He was very comfortable with this kind of situation.

Naomi is tall and slender, wearing a simple creamy white dress, long hair and a shawl, a little makeup, unable to hide her heroic spirit.

She walked over empty-handed, her face was rosy, and she seemed to have drunk a lot:

"Invite me to do a dance?"

Joyce smiled: "My pleasure, beautiful lady."

"When did you become glib?" Naomi raised her eyes and asked in surprise.

"Honestness is a virtue, the least conspicuous of my virtues."

Joyce held Naomi's hand and moved with the beat of the music. Seeing her still depressed expression, she asked casually:

"It's such a beautiful night, why not be happy?"

"Who made you angry, didn't you beat him?"

Joyce asked this for a reason. Although Naomi is a daughter, she is keen on violence, and her fighting skills are quite high. Many of her peers have been beaten by him, but they just refuse to admit it.

Naomi was silent for a while and asked a very strange question:

"How does it feel to lose all your loved ones?"

This question is rude to a child who has just lost his father. Fortunately, Joyce didn't pay much attention to it. After thinking about it, he replied:

"It will be difficult to accept at first, but after a long time, habit will overcome most sadness."

After being silent for a while, he raised his head and added:

"What doesn't kill you will definitely make you stronger."

Joyce didn't hear Roselle's name from Naomi's mouth. Maybe the emperor didn't leave this famous sentence, maybe it was because of the girl's absent-minded state.

"Are all men interested?" Naomi asked again.

Joyce couldn't understand her thinking at all, it wasn't like the Naomi he knew at all, so he had to make a joke to try to make her happy:

"This kind of question is not absolute. In fact, women in Intis are also very open."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Joyce continued:

"Well, let me guess, you like a man, but he doesn't like you, or more than just like you..."

"It's my uncle." Naomi interrupted.

Uncle? She fell in love with her uncle? What the **** is this unfolding? Joyce paused in his footsteps and almost bumped into the person next to him.

He knew that Naomi had lost both her parents since she was a child, and was raised by her uncle, Mr. Fabien, until she grew up, but that's not why you... ah!

Joyce looked at Naomi in shock, and when she heard the latter continue to speak, she could even feel the trembling in her voice:

"I found out that my uncle was having a tryst with a woman."

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Joyce didn't know what to say for a while. After all, this was someone's housework, so he could only comfort him:

"Maybe you misunderstood, Mr. Fabian is not that kind of person."

"But I saw it with my own eyes. He got into a carriage with that woman. They were very close!"

"He looked at that woman like he looked at his aunt in the early years."

Naomi's tone gradually fell, as if the world collapsed before her eyes.

It was the first time that Joyce saw this tough girl so sad, and she felt a lot of love for a while. Until the end of the opening dance, the two of them kept silent in tacit understanding.

Walking to the sidelines, Joyce held up a glass of white wine, looked at the crowd dancing in the hall, and saw that Charlie was chatting happily with a group of people, who would have thought that there was a heartbroken girl here who was afraid of family breakdown!

As for Naomi, she has already drank three glasses of red wine in such a short time.

When she was about to take the fourth cup, Joyce stopped her:

"Drunk can indeed help you forget some things, but it's only temporary, and it will be more painful after waking up."

Naomi is already drunk, she begins to feel very sober, and makes a very wise decision.

"You're right, drinking can't solve the problem, I need to solve the root cause of the problem."

Joyce heard a chill in her tone, and a series of plots quickly unfolded in her mind... Wasn't he trying to get rid of the third party? Although that woman is at fault, your uncle is also responsible...

"What are you going to do?" he asked.

Naomi quickly convinced herself:

"I'm going to follow them both, find the woman's address, and drive her away."