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Just like that, without even a symbolic inspection, the gate of the manor was opened for the carriage, and the luxurious carriage slowly drove into it.

In the carriage, Chris, who was wearing a mask and a maid skirt, was even more surprised.

The people who drove this Miss Amy were all senior executives of the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce, and they were received so respectfully by Grandpa Buddy, so how scary are the real identities of these two beautiful ladies?

No wonder President Yege invited them to be VIP guests!

As the carriage drove into the manor, Chris's surprise turned into excitement.

She went home, and after many years, she finally returned to this familiar manor.

After entering the door, there is a martial arts arena, and then there is the front garden and fountain pool, on the right is the accommodation area for the servants, on the left is the VIP passage, further inside is the living room, and behind it is the main house like a small castle...

Chris has an excellent memory since she was a child, and has never forgotten the layout of her hometown.

"Don't get excited, and don't rush to find someone to recognize your relatives."

Sirin's voice sounded beside her ears, persuading Chris's restless legs and feet.

In fact, when she saw Grandpa Buddy, the housekeeper, Chris wanted to jump down to reveal her identity, but she held back.

Before the carriage arrived at the main gate of the manor, Chris saw with her own eyes that there was a girl who looked similar to her, leading a maid and guard, walking along the official road to the Red Lily of the Valley City not far away.

That must be the "Miss" of the manor who returned home a few days ago, the bad woman who took her identity.

The situation in the manor, who is the enemy and who is the friend, is still unknown, so don't be too impatient.

Chris took a deep breath to stabilize her emotions.

Outside the carriage, Buddy was greeting Ms. Rosa.

In Chrissie's impression, the housekeeper's grandfather was rarely so humble, even to the point of being humbled.

The young girl who was immersed in her cultivation did not know how lucrative the contract with the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce was.

Entering the manor, before Rosa hinted, Buddy took the initiative to invite her to stay in the manor for two more days. Rosa pretended to be embarrassed, and reluctantly agreed after thinking about it.

The "relatives" in the carriage were arranged in the guest room on the east side of the manor, and Buddy also thoughtfully transferred several maids to serve the distinguished guests.

After they were settled properly, Sirin used the concealment spell in the room, and all three of them entered a blurred concealment state, and left the guest room without a sound.

Chris secretly marveled at this kind of group concealment spell, and what surprised her even more was Sirin's spellcasting method.

There is no staff and no books, and the spellcasting is completed with only a few runes. This must be a spellcaster above the gem level to be so relaxed and freehand, even better than her teacher!

Boss, worship!

"Which side should we investigate first?" Sirin asked Chris.

Among them, only Chris was familiar with the structure of the manor—even though it was a few years ago, it was better than catching the blind without a head.

The red-haired girl thought for a while, and said, "Let's go to the main house to find my father first, I want to make sure he is still safe."

The three acted, and under Chris' command, they found Old Holder's study.

What disturbed Chris was that instead of seeing her father in the study, she saw her stepmother Liwen.

Liwen sat in the old Holder's previous position, dealing with the documents on the desk.

"The aura of that woman is not right." Sirin leaned close to Amy's ear through magic voice transmission, "I suspect she is a black magician."

The sound transmission doesn't need to be close to Amy's ear, Sirin just wanted to be closer to the moon elf's long ears, so she did it on purpose.

Gradually test the proportions of physical contact to become more intimate - before she touched Amy's ear, she would be scolded by Amy, but now the moon elves are used to it.

Amy didn't notice Sirin's little thoughts, and after meeting the black magician for a long time, she felt a sense of nostalgia in her heart, and replied, "Doubt? Are you not sure?"

"There are traces of black magic on her body, but I'm not sure whether she practiced it herself or was cast by someone else." Sirin said, "We need to investigate carefully before we can draw an accurate conclusion."

"She may not be the only one with problems in the manor, let's investigate other places." Amy said.

The two of them took Chris out of the study, and Chris went to the old Holder's bedroom worriedly, but he still didn't see anyone.

Chris became even more worried, and searched several areas including the sword practice room, the family treasure house, and the meditation room, but still found nothing.

The worry in the girl's heart rose to the peak, and she was so anxious that she even lost her steps.

It happened that several maids were chatting with things and passed in front of the three of them.

"The lord is in the lily of the valley field again, alas, he still can't forget his original wife..."

"He's infatuated and pitiful, he's getting thinner day by day, and the young lady hasn't seen him happy when she comes back..."

"Have you heard? Rumors are spreading outside that Mrs. Liwen poisoned the lord and coveted the lord's position!"

"It's all those people who don't understand and pretend to understand! Our lord is fine!"

The maids walk away, leaving behind important messages.

"The lily of the valley field is in the big garden, I know the location, let's go there now!" Chris said anxiously.

Amy could feel the growing urgency in the girl's heart, so naturally she would not object.

They changed their way and went into the garden. In a field of light red flowers, they saw a man sitting cross-legged among the flowers.

The lord's face is not old, he looks to be in his 40s, with a mature and melancholy temperament, it can be seen that he should be handsome when he was young.

When Chris saw her father, she immediately became excited and wanted to rush over to meet her father, but was held back by Sirin again.

It was Amy who asked Sirin to stop Chris this time.

There was a faint light in the eyes of the moon elf, and the [Moon Eye] had been opened, allowing her to see things that ordinary people could not see.

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Old Fate: Chapter 85 Shocking Discovery

The red lily-of-the-valley has just grown flowers, and it hasn't fully bloomed yet, only a little bit of tender red can be seen, which can't be called beautiful.

Old Holder sat cross-legged in the flower field, his eyes looked towards him, his eyes were gentle, his lips opened and closed, and he spoke in a soft voice.

After being stopped by Amy, Chris also sensed something was wrong with her father, and couldn't help frowning.

In the entire field of lily of the valley, except for the three of them who were secretly peeping, only Old Holder himself was there, and there was no other person or animal in front of him.

Is there something wrong with the father's mental state?

With such a guess in Chrissy's mind, there was a burst of sourness in her heart.

After his mother passed away, his father has been in grief. It was fine when she was with him before, but he left his hometown to study in the imperial capital, and his father was actually extremely reluctant.

He and his married stepmother have no emotional basis, but instead are in a state of intrigue and confrontation. These years must have been very hard for him to fall into madness...

Amy was unaware of the wild thoughts in the red-haired girl's mind. She rubbed her fingers in amazement.

Under the field of vision of [Eye of the Moon], a faint figure can be seen in the flower field.

It was a woman, tall and tall, not much shorter than Sirin, with a curvaceous figure, the fullness of the peaks and the thinness of the waist were only slightly inferior to Sirin's, her appearance was quite beautiful, and she could definitely be called a "beauty" .

It was this woman who was talking to Lord Holder, but the strange thing was that this woman seemed to have no entity, nor was it a simple ghost, but a more unique existence.

The woman caresses a drooping lily-of-the-valley, her lips rarely open and close, and most of the time she plays the role of the audience.

Amy shook her long ears, trying to hear Holder's voice clearly.

"...Lately, I feel like I can't lift my spirits. I'm in a state of chaos every day. I don't know what's wrong. Only by your side can I feel a moment of peace..."

"Kriss' child... Well, I still hope that she won't come back, and the lord's family property is nothing. In this world, the strong are always respected. She is talented in the way of magic, and she will reach a higher position sooner or later..."

"You said... how about going on a trip? Just the two of us, sneaking away..."

Holder babbled, the information in the words was very fragmented, as if he wanted to say something.

Amy watched for a while, and was considering whether to go forward to say hello, but Chris beside her couldn't bear it anymore, and moved forward a few steps.

The beautiful woman in the flower field suddenly became alert, and cast her gaze at the position where the three of them were lurking, but she didn't know if she saw anything clearly, and suddenly disappeared in place.

Holder didn't seem to notice the woman's sudden disappearance, and was still talking.

Amy reached out and grabbed Chris's wrist, and gave her a warning look.

This reckless little girl scared the mysterious woman away.

Chris also knew that she had done something wrong, her face turned pale, her lips trembled, but she dared not speak.

Holder said a few more words, frowned suddenly, and stood up from the flower field.

He glanced around, with lingering sorrow on his brows, but couldn't find anything, so he rubbed the space between his brows, walked to the swing in the flower field, and sat down again.

This time he didn't speak, but closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if planning to take a nap in the flower field.

Amy thought for a while, and without disturbing the lord, she gestured to Sirin.

The three retreated quickly and returned to the assigned guest room.

Chris looked at Amy and Sirin with pitiful eyes.

Amy thought for a while, then took out a piece of white paper, then took out a paintbrush, and quickly left strokes on the paper.

In just a few minutes, she roughly drew the women she saw in the flower field.

"Do you know her?" Amy asked.

Chris looked at the painting and was amazed by Amy's painting skills, but her eyes were soon attracted by the characters in the painting, and her expression became weird.

"This person... Master Amy, where have you seen such a person?" Chrissy asked.

Amy said honestly, "Your father was chatting with this person just now in the flower field."

"Eh?" Chris scratched her head, "Father was chatting with someone just now? I didn't see it at all! There was no magical reaction or anything..."

Amy shook her finger, "Do you think I'm talking nonsense?"

"No! I didn't mean that!" Chris was just a 14-year-old girl, and it was difficult to hide her emotions. She knew she had said something wrong, so she immediately apologized, "I was just a little surprised, after all, I didn't see anything."

Amy tapped the drawing paper, "Back to the topic, do you know this person?"

Seeing the girl's reaction just now, she should have something insider.

Chris took a closer look at the portrait painting, and said uncertainly: "The person in the painting looks a bit like my mother, but it's only to a certain extent. It doesn't look like the same person."

Amy got an answer that wasn't too surprising, and said, "Is it possible that it was when your mother was young? Moreover, there are certain errors in the portrait, and it may not be able to show the appearance of a real person."

Chris frowned, she thought about it carefully, and insisted on the previous answer: "This should not be my mother. Although I have never seen my mother with my own eyes, I have been looking at her portraits since I was a child, because they are paintings. It is easier to see if they are the same person by comparing them.”

"Yeah." Amy nodded, "Then things will become interesting."

A man whose wife died chatted with a "monster" who looked very similar to his wife, and seemed to be addicted to it, unwilling to extricate himself...

While thinking, Rosa knocked on the door, and pushed in after getting the answer.

"Things are settled for the time being." Rosa said, "We can stay in the manor for a few more days as VIPs."

Buddy attaches great importance to the spice business with the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce, and the gold coins he earns are the mainstay of the manor's daily expenses.

"You did a good job. We touched around the manor just now and got some results." Amy shared what she had seen with Rosa.

"Based on the information we have so far, it is not difficult to infer some things." Rosa said: "First of all, the origin of the fake Chrissy, she was able to enter the manor and get the approval of Lord Holder, it must be a trick. Some gaps. Lord Holder's current mental state seems to have some problems, and it is possible that he cannot recognize his daughter, but there must be the assistance of Butler Buddy or Madam Liwen."

They never doubted the identity of Chrissy next to her. The fact that the red-haired girl was able to produce the certificate of the Night Song Magic Association already explained a lot of things.

To put it bluntly, what Amy trusts is not Chris, but Sharman Nightsong.

Amy said, "Where do you think the problem is?"

Rosa looked at Chris. The girl was biting her lip with a worried expression.

"There are more or less problems on both sides." Rosa said, "Buddy has an inexplicable obsession with controlling the manor. Lord, but he really wants to hold the manor in his hands, so I don’t think he recruited the fake Chris.”

"Ms. Liwen's father is the Marquis of Romke. He has a certain influence in the imperial capital. It is not difficult to snap up rail train tickets in advance, and even tamper with Miss Chris's passage documents. The spice business has always been very interesting, and coveting the fertile land in the territory is not something that happens every day, whether it is motive or ability, Mrs. Liwen seems even more suspicious."

"Master Sirin said that Mrs. Liwen has traces of black magic. Could Lord Holder's insanity be related to this? By the way, Miss Chrissy, have you lost any What? Or persuade the maid who serves you, has she suddenly left her job?"

Chrissy looked surprised, "Ms. Rosa, you really hit the spot! The personal maid who has been serving me suddenly got sick and left not long ago. It was only after she left that I realized that the ruby ​​necklace I had been wearing since I was a child was gone! But because I was busy going home, I didn't track down the whereabouts of the maid."

Rosa nodded knowingly. Chris is a hard-working magic genius, but she is not good at taking care of herself. This time, she should be accompanied by a maid when she returns home. Maid or maid.

"What should I do now?" Chris pinched her fingers anxiously.

The stepmother's plan obviously started a long time ago, but she was completely unprepared and could only rely on Amy and the others for help.

"There is no need to worry." Rosa said, "Lord Holder is not alive right now."

"The impostor will probably not come back until the afternoon. We can check her details again before deciding how to do it."