Chapter 2221

Before going to see Xia De, the ladies still had to change their clothes; the outfits worn during the train journey were not suitable for a reunion with Xia De.

Miss Belindell had, of course, arranged the room. She had intended to instruct Miss Matilda to handle this matter while she went to check on Xia De and Amelia's situation, but Miss Bernice, having seen through her intentions, pulled her back and would not let her leave, instead making her talk about the general situation in Moon Bay.

Thus, the countess could only wait for the opera singer to change her clothes and rendezvous with Margaret. Seeing that it would still take Miss Sylvia some time, they went to the guest room on the third floor together.

The maid opened the door for them from the outside, but when the witches walked in, what they saw was the blonde elf still lying on the bed in a deep sleep, Xia De sitting worriedly by the bedside watching her, and the black-haired maid in a black-and-white maid dress standing by his side.

The badge had actually already alerted Xia De to the arrival of the various witches, so when they returned to the manor just now, Xia De, who had been embracing Tifa, had already let her go... Xia De would never let the badge leave his person.

Miss Belindell and Miss Bernice naturally did not see the scene from just a moment ago. The opera singer led her apprentice to the bedside to check on the girl's condition, while the master of the manor looked suspiciously at the stunning maid from the Northern Lands, then asked:

"Miss Tifa, you and him... aren't you puzzled as to why this man is here?"

Her rosy lips pursed, revealing a calm smile. Her dark brown eyes glanced at Xia De, and recalling her master's instructions from the night before they set off, she shook her head gently:

"I am not puzzled."

She then greeted them softly:

"Good afternoon, Countess Belindell, Miss Bernice, Your Highness Margaret."

The ladies responded one after another. The suspicious countess was a truly clever person, and she immediately thought of something. She looked at Xia De again, suddenly grabbed his hand and sniffed it, unable to help frowning:

"You actually had an affair with someone else's maid so casually, you actually like this kind of thing... don't kiss me in the future."

Miss Matilda behind her curiously exchanged glances with Tifa, and the maid from the Northern Lands smiled slightly at the maid from the Southern Lands.

Miss Bernice turned her head to look at Xia De, wanting to see how he would resolve this, and Margaret also pricked up her ears to listen.

"Tifa... she has known me for a long time. We... um, this isn't an affair... in the future, we will all be... um... one family."

He reached out to hold Miss Belindell's hand, but was dodged by the latter:

"Hmph~"

The plan and rhetoric she had been racking her brains over for half a month were finally put to use by Bella Belindell. She pretended to be angry and said:

"I didn't realize you were such a greedy person. You want to divide yourself into 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 parts, is that it?"

When counting, she pointed at Tifa, Miss Bernice, Margaret, Miss Sylvia in the next room, and herself respectively. After a slight hesitation, she pointed toward the Northern Lands in the distance:

"And Galina. So, that Xia De Hamilton, the famous detective in 'The Hamilton Detective Stories', wasn't disguised by a maid at Galina's request at all, right? You are actually Xia De Hamilton, aren't you?"

This was an attempt to seize the initiative with such an interrogation. It was just that her eyes were clearly shining when she asked; she was very satisfied with this identity.

Xia De wanted to apologize, but Miss Bernice, unable to stand Xia De being made things difficult for, smiled and said:

"What are you thinking, one-fifth? Bella, of course you can't have one-fifth. Do you think the Megan and Audrey sisters, and Xi Wei, are all just watching and don't want to make a move?"

"I had already guessed it, Xia De, please allow me to call you that..."

Even though she was slightly angry, she was still as polite as ever:

"Xia De, since you hold that sword, of course you would have known witches in every previous operation. Ha~ they really all know you. I originally thought you were just... with Vanessa and the others. You really do have, have a thing with them."

She was not accustomed to such vulgar conversation, but a small corner of her heart was actually relieved. The three great witches in the manor, plus the three great witches who were not present, meant that at least six of the thirteen members of the Council completely accepted Xia De's special existence.

Miss Bernice still did not let Xia De speak, she narrowed her eyes and smiled as she said:

"There are others, too, plus those young girls. Xi Wei's niece doesn't seem to have much contact with Xia De, but Cassandra's apprentice Miss Swift, Galina's beautiful black-haired maid, and my apprentice Margaret, all have an unusual relationship with Xia De. Oh, and Xiris, you missed a lot of people."

This time Miss Belindell was truly a bit angry. She looked down on those girls who were not yet witches. In her view, it was very wrong for witch apprentices to covet their teachers' treasures:

"We are only talking about witch matters."

She tilted her head slightly, not caring at all that Margaret and Tifa were right there:

"Anyway, Xia De isn't married yet, everything is moral. Do you think I'm afraid of you all? Let's compete fairly. Even if Galina were standing here, I would still fight her for first place."

This sentence was intended to show contempt for the other witches. Knowing who Xia De really was, she knew he was definitely not a follower of the opera singer before her.

As for saying things like "compete," she knew it was impossible herself. But she had to cover up a fatal flaw of her own; as long as that point was spoken aloud, she would be completely defeated.

And Miss Bernice smiled again and said:

"Bella, what are you thinking? Compete? First place? What do you think love is? And even if there is a so-called first place, Galina is not the first place. No, no, none of us are."

"What?"

The countess looked at Xia De, and only then did Xia De say:

"Do you remember the female fortune teller I told you about? The one who made the compass... Luvia Anate, she is my... um..."

Although he didn't say it out loud, everyone knew what he meant. And the great witch of fate certainly hadn't forgotten the time she tried to divine the other party, only for the divination cards to explode directly.

She frowned slightly, actually feeling that she thought this was how it should be. The great witches of the Witch Council, except for the Speaker, were not much better than her, but that fortune teller's anti-divination ability was the first time she realized there were such powerful people in the material world.

She then wanted to continue speaking, but Miss Bernice wouldn't give her the chance. The charming opera singer crossed her arms over her chest and asked with a smile:

"Speaking of which, Bella, I said Xia De was my follower and asked you to help take care of him. I've been wanting to ask you just now, I asked you to help take care of him, why does it look like you're trying to snatch him away now? That's not what you promised at the beginning, this is immoral."

Margaret praised her teacher in her heart for grasping the point immediately; the princess admired such ability;

Amelia, who had been awake since just now but was too embarrassed to interrupt the conversation and thus pretended to be asleep, also sighed greatly in her heart, thinking she had learned incredible methods; St. Byrons wouldn't teach such things;

Tifa and Miss Matilda stood by without speaking; maids shouldn't get involved in such matters.

Only the countess, whose weakness had been poked, made an angry expression. She didn't say that they were the ones who lied first, but truly felt she was in the wrong. After all, a month ago, it was indeed she who said things like "you know what you are doing."

But fortunately, Xia De finally found an opportunity to speak, and he thought this was enough:

"It's my fault."

This time he successfully held Miss Belindell's hand, and the countess only struggled symbolically.

"It's that I'm too greedy, but I don't intend to let go. The previous concealment was wrong, let me formally introduce myself, I am Xia De Hamilton."

The countess blushed immediately. She had previously agreed with Xia De that she wouldn't be too angry if she knew his identity. At this moment, having figured out the situation of the others through this "quarrel," she was satisfied. So she glanced at the opera singer again, then patted Xia De lightly:

"Really, there are others here."

Miss Bernice laughed immediately, knowing that her colleague was just being stubborn:

"Greedy man."

She also caught Xia De's hand and said softly:

"It's been a long time since we parted at Green Lake. Let's talk properly about your recent affairs in a while."

After finishing, she said to Miss Belindell:

"We will also tell you about Xia De's past."

The countess subconsciously wanted to nod, but didn't want to admit defeat just like that. After struggling in her heart, she asked Xia De again:

"Then what is your middle name? Since you are willing to confess your identity, I want to know everything."

"Sullen."

Xia De said with a smile:

"Xia De Sullen Hamilton."

"Moon, is it?"

She nodded to indicate she had remembered, then said to Miss Bernice:

"It's a deal. In the future, you cannot mention that you entrusted me to take care of him, but I ended up... and I won't tease you for hiding your relationship with Xia De from others for so long."

"Of course, no problem. Everyone in the Witch Council should be united. Ever since I met Xia De, I have always believed that his appearance is more conducive to our unity, and now it proves I was right again."

Miss Bernice smiled gently and even scratched Xia De's palm lightly, the meaning roughly being to show off how easily she had resolved Miss Belindell's matter.

Just at this moment, knock, knock, knock~ three knocks on the door sounded, and the master of the manor asked:

"What is it?"

But no answer came from outside the door, so the countess frowned and looked at the door, wanting to check, but was stopped by Miss Bernice.

The twelfth-tier great witch vigilantly came to the door, opened it abruptly, and immediately widened her eyes in shock, because she saw a small beast trying to knock on the door with its horn.

The pure white small beast discovered that the door had "disappeared," and even tilted its head in confusion, looking at her with ignorant, deep blue eyes.