[Comprehensive Manga] Qi Shen's not low-key daily life

boisterous banquet

Many men and women dressed in gorgeous costumes wandered in this social circle that belonged to them. They introduced each other and chatted about the latest popular topics. The compliments and women's delicate smiles from time to time hinted at the harmony of their conversations.

The nobles under the bright lights have a brilliance that ordinary people can't match, but the chaos and filth under the brilliance are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

At the gate of the castle outside the banquet, a carriage slowly stopped.

Walking out of the carriage, a very delicately dressed girl, wearing a beautiful pink dress wrapped her slender body, and her gray-blue smooth long hair was tied into two double ponytails, which made her a little cold and unhappy at the moment His face added a touch of delicacy.Indeed, she is very unhappy now.

Even the movement of getting out of the car was a little stumbling, as if it was the first time she was wearing these shoes under her feet.

"Less... oh, no, miss, we should go in." The tall young man next to him pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, hiding the trace of teasing in his eyes, but it was several degrees higher than usual The corner of his mouth still betrayed his gloating over his master's state.

Girl, no, if someone could hear a clue from the man's words just now, they would probably guess the true gender of this girl who is wearing a pink dress and pink manners.That's right, she is a man, not only a man but also the youngest earl among the British aristocracy.

Some people may wonder why a nobleman would dress up like this. Does he have any special hobbies?

If you think so, it would be a big misunderstanding.

This earl is well-known in the aristocratic circle. After all, he was able to inherit his father's title at the age of 11 and became the youngest earl in history. This is also the first job.Not only that, but he is also deeply appreciated by the queen. As the queen's dog, he has successfully helped the queen deal with countless things that are unknown to outsiders. This skill and ability are also top-notch.

Many nobles in the aristocratic circle wanted to cling to this young earl but couldn't help but want to stay away. After all, no one wanted to be targeted by this earl. Once targeted, the consequences would probably be unbearable for them.

This time he came here dressed like this, naturally not for fun, but to thoroughly investigate the case of Jack the Ripper under the order of Her Majesty the Queen.

After investigating for a period of time, they put the suspect on the host of the banquet, Viscount Dorit.

Hope this investigation is correct, and hope this damn case is over tonight.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the young man in the dress shuddered subconsciously. He closed the thin skirt, the corners of his mouth were tense, he looked up at the stairs of the castle, and then closed his eyes, as if making up his mind As if, he stepped into the banquet that he was destined to attend today.

Ballroom

As he had participated in before, it was very lively.

After his gaze searched, the eye-catching Viscount Doreit, who was also the target of his investigation today, slowly walked down the stairs with a wine glass.

He has dazzling golden hair, and his face under the hair is handsome and heroic. Unlike his warm hair color, at this moment, there is a little melancholy in his lavender eyes. Talking is also rare, and there is a bit of lack of interest, which is somewhat different from what he investigated.

Will that affect his findings?

Earl Charfan Domhine lowered his eyes and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

At this time, a servant hurried over and whispered something to Viscount Dorit.

However, it didn't seem to be good news, because after listening to the servant's words, the viscount became even more depressed, and even the warm-colored hair was like rice that had lost its moisture and was only straw.

"When will he come back?" the Viscount murmured softly.

he? !

who is it?

After hearing some news, Charles called his deacon who was dressed as a tutor in a low voice, and asked him if there was any missing information that he hadn't told him.

The deacon listened to his question, his scarlet eyes were slightly surprised, he touched his chin, thought for a while, and then his pupils dilated slightly as if he had thought of something.

"Well, I know something about it. But at the time, I thought the target was the Viscount, so I didn't tell you, young master. I didn't expect... or something went wrong on my side."

After hearing what he said, the unhappiness in Charles' eyes almost overflowed. He didn't want to hear him admit his mistakes now. What he wanted now was information about that person.

"The young master should have known something about him. He has a certain blood relationship with Her Majesty the Queen, and his father is Her Majesty's cousin." The deacon reminded him, and then he understood a little.

"You mean Sylvester?"

"Yes, young master." The deacon put his hands on his chest slightly, and replied respectfully.

A low-key nobleman among the nobles, no wonder he didn't think of it at the time.

Sylvester, who never liked to appear in public, was actually involved with the suspect of Jack the Ripper this time. I don't know if he knew about this.

The unhappy Viscount Dorit took the wine glass to an empty single sofa and sat down, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly at this time, he put the glass on the table next to the sofa, crossed his legs, and With his chin resting on his hand, he looked at everything that was lively in front of him but had nothing to do with him.

Ah, the days without Sil are so boring, he sighed, his mouth slightly opened, and he muttered words that he probably didn't understand.

"What should we do now?" The master and servant who had just avoided Elizabeth looked at each other.

Of course, it is necessary to end everything that should be ended today.

Ciel let out a long breath, and signaled Sebas to pay attention to Elizabeth, wait for movement here, and move out quickly.

After finishing the instructions, as the rightful owner, he stroked the slightly messy skirt and walked towards the stool where the decadent viscount was placed.

A pair of petite girly shoes? !

After looking at the boring people at the banquet, Dorit dedicated his eyes to the recently installed wooden floor in his house,

Then the girl's shoes that suddenly appeared in this gaze caught his attention.

His pupils moved slightly, and he couldn't help but move his gaze up along the shoes. What caught his eyes was a delicate and cute girl in a dress. She looked at her cheeks a little red, and seemed to have something to say to him.

Confession?

Ah, wait until tomorrow!

He's not in the mood today.

He looked at him for a while, then acted as if he hadn't seen anything, and then put his gaze into the cracks in the planks of his house.

……

Is this really the Viscount Dorit who he investigated with a relatively wide range of hunting? !

Charles, who thought he had done his homework, froze for a moment.

Sebas, who was watching the situation here not far away, turned around, turned his back to his young master, his shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was gloating again.

But in the end it was the earl who helped the queen deal with many difficult problems. Soon, he regained his composure before. He twitched the corners of his mouth vigorously, pretending to be an innocent girl, looking for topics and the viscount in front of him. chat.

"Hey, do you like this book too? Bosom friend, I didn't expect you to like such a profound subject at such a young age." Dorit, who was picked up by Charles's words, relaxed for a while, with a gentle tone said to him.

Charles stroked his long hair with his hands, lowered his head slightly, pretended to be shy, and said softly, "No, I definitely don't read as much as you. In my eyes, you have always been He is a knowledgeable viscount." Ugh... this kind of flattery should end quickly, he can't take it anymore, the corners of Charles' mouth stiffened unconsciously for a second, and then he raised it vigorously.

"Really...really?" He was so happy, to be admired by such a cute girl, he felt his self-confidence suddenly inflated.

"of course it's true!"

"Ah, seeing that you admire me so sincerely, then I won't let you down, and I'll show you some good things." Viscount Dorit stood up from the sofa as he spoke, and stretched out his hand with a faint smile on his face. He signaled the girl in front of him to follow him.

Very good, we will get to the point soon.

Charles tried his best to suppress the emotion in his eyes, and continued to follow behind him with his eyebrows curved.

"In order to keep your privacy from being leaked, I need to cover your eyes now, you don't mind." When walking into an empty room, Dorit, who was standing in front of Charles, suddenly turned around and looked at He said.

I don't mind, of course I don't mind.

He wished this would happen.

Charles nodded, followed his movements, and covered his eyes with the black silk scarf he handed over.

After his eyes became dark, he heard the sound of the hidden door in the room opening. Under Dort's guidance, he walked up the steps, up the stairs, and after going around, he seemed to come to an empty space.

The smell in this space is a bit strong, it feels like the smell of barbecue.

Are the wombs of women whose organs have been removed sent here for their consumption? !

The case became more and more terrifying.

Covered in a black silk scarf, his expression was solemn, and after listening to the people in this space chewing and talking about meat, he suddenly felt a little nauseous.

"Okay, let's welcome our new member." Dorit came back from the conversation crowd, stood beside Charles, clapped his hands, untied his black silk scarf, and said.

"welcome!"

"welcome!"

……

The applause one after another made him open his eyes involuntarily, and then everything in this space completely shattered his original understanding!

You nobles actually hide in a big room and eat roasted whole pigs in full swing? !

What about aristocratic elegance?