Chapter 2382: Learning Maid

The word "great" was read by Ms. Lady with emphasis.

"And now this thick fog with an unclear source has spread from the urban area to the Moon Bay port waters and the countryside outside the city. The spreading speed of the fog is getting faster and faster, and the amount of special light that can be accumulated will also be more and more."

She waved her hand:

"Haven't you been curious about how they manipulate that kind of abnormal light?"

"Curious, but I don't know the answer."

"The answer is that the professors of the 【Truth Society】 provided research materials, and the 【Light-Seeking Seminar】 has a very special divine art item. The 'Light-Seeker' being able to become a Thirteenth Tier is said to be related to this."

"Really 【Truth Society】 everywhere... You continue, is it a relic?"

Xia De asked again. He was originally worried that the other party would say she didn't know, but didn't expect the middle-aged woman to continue:

"It's not a relic; it's the statue of that ancient god of light. No, not a large statue; it's the size of this."

She gestured. According to Xia De's estimation, the volume was about the size of Little Mia:

"No one knows how the 【Light-Seeking Seminar】 has this kind of thing, but we are very sure that this information is correct.

They are now continuously letting the thick fog accumulate light and arranging rituals throughout the city. What they are waiting for is the Chosen One's ritual of the Seventh Chosen One; the light born in that ritual is almost equivalent to the light of the ancient god.

Light stimulates the statue, then with the help of the ritual to aggregate high-intensity special light, and then under the guidance of the power of that ancient statue, let all things in the Moon Bay area turn into light."

The logic was very complete, and it sounded indeed feasible:

"Are you clear about the details of the ritual?"

"Of course not clear, but don't take that ritual too seriously. Among the four conditions of thick fog, light, ritual, and ancient god statue, the ritual is the least important thing."

She pressed her right hand on the table to stand up:

"Alright, alright, enough said; I think this is enough. I'll go find my two cousins to say goodbye and leave first."

"Wait a moment, I still have one thing!"

Xia De said immediately:

"How much do you know about the slug?"

Ms. Lady frowned slightly:

"You even know this? Don't ask me; we are also looking for it, but even if this kind of strange elemental life is really in the Moon Bay area, ordinary means can't catch it. Alright, really don't ask anymore, otherwise I will become a betrayer. Also, be good to your cousins; I know how terrible an unhappy marriage can lead to a life."

She waved to Xia De and really left.

Xia De continued to sit at the table. It took a long time before Megan walked out of the bookshelf again:

"She left after saying goodbye to me. How about it, did you ask for anything?"

"Yes, the situation is even more urgent than imagined."

Xia De put down the teacup:

"Notify the others in a while; tomorrow is Thursday, everyone gather on the ship. We probably really don't have time."

The waiting time was longer than the conversation time, so when he returned to the Belindel Manor, it was actually not yet eight-thirty.

The ladies were all waiting for them to return. After hearing Xia De say that the 【Dragon Feast Cult】 God's Descent ritual was probably between this Sunday and next Tuesday, and that the 【Light-Seeking Seminar】 also wanted to launch a disaster during the Chosen One's ritual, they all understood the urgency of time.

Although Megan said she would return to Saint-Dran Square with Xia De tonight, because it was still early, she still had to arrange some things in Moon Bay, so Xia De didn't rush to leave.

Luweiya could see that Xia De was in a heavy mood. After getting a negative answer to whether he needed a midnight snack, she brought Little Mia and let Xia De be quiet in the manor's study alone, understanding that Xia De needed to think about various things now.

The well-behaved cat could also feel Xia De's mood, so it just lay on Xia De's lap, while Xia De sat on the soft single sofa, looking at the thick fog outside the window while thinking about whether there were any omissions in his plans and arrangements:

"Miss Isabella of the past must come. I don't expect that just one Echo Lock can resist a god head-on, but at least I must use this Echo Lock to drag it to the most suitable time to burn divinity in the posture of a mortal."

Currently, he still had three drops of divinity. Excluding the one needed for advancement to the Eighth Tier, only two drops could be burned. But Xia De felt it was best not to exhaust the divinity, so if one drop of divinity could solve the problem, that would be best.

Therefore, the timing of burning divinity was important. The best timing was when the few "helpers" he pulled over were all present; only by going up together would there be a chance to defeat the "Nameless Eldest Son," otherwise... any one of them alone was probably not the opponent of that Evil God.

【Then, when should the black time key of this month be used?】

"She" asked with a light laugh.

"Saturday night."

Xia De answered this question, but the key was not in using the key, but in being able to let Miss Isabella satisfy the qualifications for "Thorn of the Love God" and "Echo Lock - Clock Tower Lovers." Although there were already so many misses around him, in fact, he was not very good at talking about love with misses.

"What are you laughing at?" 【2

【Nothing.】

"She" said with a smile, clearly still laughing.

Knock, knock, knock~

The door was knocked upon, and Xia De thought it was Megan, ready to leave. But after he said "Come in," it was Tifa and Matilda who entered.

"What's wrong?"

He asked curiously, but Tifa, who was smiling with pursed lips, shook her head slightly. Both the black-haired and blonde head maids were wearing black and white maid dresses, though both appeared somewhat tall.

Only by looking and listening carefully did one notice that they were wearing black high heels, rather than the usual small black low-heeled leather shoes. This was very unusual; after all, maids wearing high heels were not very convenient for working in the manor.

Tifa walked in front, bent down to pick up the cat lying on Xia De's lap, and placed it on the side table. Then, she took a tray from Matilda, who was behind her with her head bowed, and placed the midnight snack beside the cat.

"I don't need a midnight snack; I'm not hungry yet."

Xia De said again, but the black-haired maid, who was smiling with narrowed eyes, shook her head once more. She turned to confirm that the study door was closed, then raised her hand and waved it; with a click, the door locked:

"This is not a midnight snack prepared for you, it is for Little Mia... to prevent it from disturbing us."

"What do you mean?"

"Miss Edwards is still in the basement, arranging the potion brewing for tonight, as well as the transfer of the alchemy workshop to the ship tomorrow morning. It will take at least an hour to finish dealing with these issues."

Seeing Xia De about to stand up, she stood before him and pressed her hands onto his shoulders—this did not fit maid etiquette at all. But because of her forward lean, Xia De experienced... the feeling Little Mia often felt recently.

Xia De sat back down, then pursed his lips and touched his nose. The black-haired head maid, who had straightened her posture, still wore a smile, but there was a blush on her face:

"I haven't been by Miss's side; is she doing well lately?"

"She is well. Although I only see her every night, she is very willing to chat with me about her life. Although things at Yodel Palace have been busy lately, she has finally found a balance since you left. At least I see that she is not exhausted; on the contrary, she is very energetic... truly very energetic."

"So, after Miss moved into No. 6 St. Derand Square, she has been very happy every night."

Tifa said, her eyes curving into smiles again, and Xia De suspected she was implying something with this sentence. But since Matilda was still here, he couldn't ask too much:

"Tifa, you and Miss Ellington came here to..."

"Please address me directly by my name."

The blonde maid finally spoke, and Xia De nodded:

"Alright, Matilda. Actually, I have always addressed you that way before. Tifa, you two are, hmm~"

The black-haired maid moved forward again, only this time she bent down. Her smiling dark brown eyes and beautiful eyelashes drew closer and closer; when her eyes were filled with only Xia De, she had already kissed him.

The Outlander widened his eyes in surprise, only to see those dark brown eyes, which seemed to speak, as if telling him not to be so surprised.

Their lips parted, and her delicate little nose seemed to bump against Xia De's nose on purpose. Only then did the maid smile and straighten her waist:

"It is like this, Master; Matilda wants to learn from me some essential knowledge for being a maid."

Her voice carried a tone of deliberate teasing.

"Hmm... but isn't Matilda herself a very formidable head maid?"

Xia De looked at the blonde maid, whose face was slightly flushed, but she had already lifted her head:

"There are still some things I have not learned."

"Yes."

Tifa turned her head slightly, her eyes glancing sideways at Xia De, her lips curling up. The loose hair on her forehead covered the corner of her left eye, which Xia De could not see because of her turn:

"Matilda said she still does not know how to make Master happy when he is troubled."

By the time Xia De understood what this sentence meant, they had already tied up their long hair and were sitting on the carpet, one on each side. Two pairs of black high heels were slanted to the sides, and beneath their long skirts were high-end black fabrics manufactured by Miss Sylvia.

Xia De hurriedly tried to stand up, but was pulled back by Tifa. This time, she looked at Xia De from bottom to top, her dark brown eyes beneath her loose hair shining:

"Help me out, Mas-ter~"

Xia De fell back onto the soft sofa, and Tifa bit her lip with a smile and began the lesson. Matilda, sitting to the side with a flushed face, clutched her skirt, but her gaze did not dodge as she watched this scene. After seeing what often appeared in her dreams recently, the wings of her delicate nose flared a few times due to an inexplicable mood. After a moment of hesitation, she also leaned in.

Little Mia was eating butter cookies on the tea table; it didn't quite understand what the maids to the side were doing, but it was definitely not as delicious as its food.