Chapter 2097: The Coroner's Past

The witch was so angry that her mood was still quite bad when she got on the carriage. Xia De, who was in the same carriage, naturally could see her abnormality and intended to ask, but was stopped by Miss Matilda with her eyes, so until the end, Xia De didn't know what the witch was angry about.

The literary salon of the Marchioness of Ankara was held in a small manor in the northwest of Moon Bay City. There were not many members participating in the salon. Although Bella Beindell's title was only a countess, her status was absolutely the most prominent among the noble ladies and noble girls.

This was not only because the title belonged to her, but also because in the land of Moon Bay, the status of the seven glorious families could not be highlighted just by titles.

It had snowed a few days ago, and the temperature this afternoon was not very high. So the windows in the bright room were closed and the fireplace was lit. In the crackling sound of firewood, the aroma of steaming tea and the taste of desserts even made Xia De feel sleepy.

"Probably this is the feeling when Little Mia basks in the sun."

The atmosphere of the salon was quite peaceful. People who knew each other gathered in twos and threes to talk about things in low voices, and the ratio of male guests to female guests was about one to three. Xia De and Miss Beindell greeted each other and left temporarily, and then found the woman who was holding a teacup in her right hand, holding her right arm with her left hand, and looking at the garden scenery alone by the window.

Just from the back, her figure was exceptionally slender. She was wearing a thin red and black long dress, and a lace hairband was tied on her curly black hair. When Xia De walked to her side and saw her high nose bridge and thick lips, she looked like she was in her thirties.

"Mrs. Dubois."

He said softly, and when the woman turned to look at him, he added:

"Mr. Albei asked me to come."

Hearing this name, the serious-looking woman nodded slightly, then continued to turn her head to look at the garden scenery, and took a sip of the teacup:

"What happened recently? Many of our kind are unwilling to contact each other. The church seems to be looking for us?"

She belonged to the kind of person who was very poorly informed.

"A corpse was found in the city, suspected to be the work of a vampire. Mr. Albei is investigating this matter and hopes that you must be careful during this recent period."

"Done by our kind from out of town?"

Their thoughts were surprisingly consistent.

"It cannot be determined yet. And in the past few days, there is one more vampire beast in the city, and the church is even more suspicious of vampires."

Hearing Xia De say this, the woman sighed long:

"I know. Thank Albei for me, oh, and thank you too. Although it is not the past now, human Ringed Ringed Shushi are still quite wary of us alien species."

She smelled that Xia De was definitely not of the same kind, and Xia De shook his head to show it was nothing. He wanted to say goodbye and go see Miss Beindell's side, but Mrs. Dubois called him again:

"Can you help me send a letter in a while, to Albei? The herbs he asked me to contact the New World to buy some time ago have arrived at the pier. I dare not go to him now."

"Of course I can."

Spider Alley is not far, and Xia De still had to meet Mr. Bernhardt there tomorrow:

"You and Mr. Albei are also old acquaintances, right?"

Xia De asked again, and Mrs. Dubois also nodded with a smile:

"Yes, I attended Mr. Albei's courses when I was studying at the Moon Bay City Higher Medical College. His human anatomy course was very powerful."

Xia De had heard Mr. Bernhardt say that the coroner came to the local area after retiring from the New World army. He worked as a teacher for a period of time, then joined a clinic, and finally went to the morgue.

"Later, if it weren't for that incident, Mr. Albei should still be teaching at school..."

She sighed softly. Seeing Xia De looking at her curiously, she took the initiative to explain:

"That was also something that happened nearly ten years ago. The newspaper can't find it, but it caused a big incident back then. Our school lost a female student. After the police investigation, the case was left unsettled. Later, I don't know how, it was rumored that the missing person was abducted by someone from the Eddington family... The students broke out in protests, and then I don't know how it involved school reform and the Royal Navy stationed in Moon Bay, and Mr. Albei supported the students back then and participated in the suspension activities, and then he..."

Mrs. Dubois sighed again.

"Then was the missing person finally found?"

Xia De asked curiously, and Mrs. Dubois nodded:

"Found. She didn't report to the school, and went to Darian for an autumn trip with her family. When she came back, it had already been two months, and the matter had long since subsided."

Xia De blinked, and the noble lady pursed her lips and showed an expression extremely similar to his. Neither of them said anything else, but looked at the garden outside the window together.

"What were you talking about with Mrs. Dubois just now?"

After Xia De returned to Miss Beindell's side, Miss Beindell, who was sitting on a beige fabric sofa with the Marchioness of Ankara and several other noble ladies talking and laughing, asked softly.

"Weather. Looking at how gloomy it is outside, there will probably be a thunderstorm tonight."

So these noble ladies of high birth also turned their heads to look out the window. Sure enough, compared to half an hour ago, it was already as dark as dusk outside.

"I hope this terrible weather won't affect the business of my fleet."

A lady Xia De didn't know complained, and then they started discussing those topics that seemed meaningless to outsiders. Only Miss Beindell, who observed Xia De's expression, noticed that Xia De seemed to be worried. Thinking that he invited her to help tonight, she knew that the upcoming thunderstorm must indicate some major event.

Even if Xia De used illusion to cover his face, his temperament and figure were still very eye-catching. The outsider had never considered his temperament and figure problems, but in fact, the sense of alienation of being integrated into and out of tune with this world, as well as the sense of lines brought by the body gradually becoming perfect, were all noticed by the girls around him.

Therefore, around the sofa circle, someone soon began to probe Xia De's background, and Miss Beindell introduced with a smile:

"This is my distant cousin."

This sentence was said to be incomparably ambiguous, and these noble ladies all showed expressions of understanding, while the unmarried noble girls were all excited and talking about which noble from the North "cousin" came from.

Miss Beindell was quite satisfied with this, and what she was even more satisfied with was that even if someone threw a wink at Xia De improperly, or even someone "quiet

The witch thought "John Watson's" composure was very strong, and as expected, only a witch could make him lose his composure. She did not know that Xia De was calculating whether it was worth burning a drop of divinity if danger arose tonight.

When he was at Green Lake, he obtained a drop of divinity each from the 【Lord of the Deep Sea Drowned】 and that moon in the "Silver Moon Library." Therefore, even though he consumed one drop to advance to the Seventh Ring, plus the one he had stored before, he still had two drops of divinity on him now.

From Xia De's experience, it is absolutely worth it to exchange a drop of divinity for a drop of divinity. This not only means that he will transform into a god again when the divinity burns, but the acquisition of new divinity can also allow him to master more types of power.

The only question now is whether there is really any divinity left in Moon Bay City from that battle between the ancient ocean gods and the 【Dragon-Eater】.

By the time Xia De recovered from this question, the ladies' topic of conversation had reached the "new products" in Willandale. Of course, in this conservative yet open era, talking about ladies' intimate apparel in public is still quite impolite, but since everyone present is an acquaintance, they all spoke freely.

Although Miss Sylvia had saved up enough stock before starting the first batch of supply, the silk stockings made of chemical fibers were sold out the day they were released. Xia De is not very clear about Miss Sylvia's pricing for different grades of goods, but hearing the ladies around him at this time, even if the price is increased tenfold, it is difficult to buy products that meet their wishes on the market in Willandale.

Mrs. Rachel Chandler, wearing a string of pearl necklaces around her neck, had just returned from Willandale and vividly described to everyone the situation on the day the goods first entered the store:

"Women and their husbands or lovers rushed into the store like disaster victims in the famine years, waving the bills in their hands and urging the people behind the counter to check out. I have never seen such a scene, but beautiful women are innocent, and those stockings are also innocent."

She also touched her face:

"Of course you can't show your legs when attending a dance, that's too indecent. But if any man could turn into a cat and wander in the ballroom of Willandale, he would definitely find that most of the girls have put on those fashionable stockings on their legs."

They all laughed. The noblewomen who had lived in Moon Bay for a long time did not know what kind of fabric it was, but it did not prevent them from pursuing the fashion of the great nobles of Willandale. The nobles of Moon Bay have always had a contradictory psychology: they want to maintain independence to highlight their special status, but they also keep up with Willandale in every way, for fear of falling behind.

"I have seen such products in Moon Bay."

The blonde countess who had been waiting for a long time finally said, the beautiful lipid-red birthmark between her eyebrows still so charming.

A few ladies who had a good relationship with her had already heard some things, but most people did not know:

"Princess Margaret doesn't seem to be selling those products in Moon Bay, Countess, do you have a way to get goods from Willandale?"

"Yes, the Belinder family has always had a very good relationship with Her Highness Margaret."

She opened the small fan she was carrying again, covering the lower half of her face, her golden eyes smiling and exceptionally beautiful:

"What are the goods sold in the store? The high-end goods that Her Highness does not sell are worthy of my status."

She beckoned to Miss Matilda behind her, and the blonde maid immediately went to get those boxes.