An Lin sat alone in the corner, looking at the bustling banquet and the noble lady not far away who looked like stars over the moon.
The singer's chattering voice on the stage suddenly made her feel very irritable, and the noble and gorgeous nobles at the banquet made her feel like dark marionettes.
The puppets have no emotions or thoughts of their own. They mechanically raise the corners of their mouths and smile in a semi-circular arc.
But at this moment, it all seemed cold and scary.
She seemed to feel sights from all directions, and the puppets were watching her in the darkness.
The magnificent castle hall gradually disappeared in her eyes, turning into a dark and terrifying abyss, while the noisy conversations and laughter gradually faded away in her ears, becoming distant and blurry.
In the end, she only heard the singer's voice ringing in her mind like a 3D surround.
An Lin covered her head in annoyance.
When she looked up again, there were no aristocratic guests dancing and talking to the music at the banquet. They were all puppets wrapped in bloody vines!
The puppet's face was dark and blurry, except for the curved smiling eyes and the grinning mouth that were particularly clear!
Their smiles are as weird as crying blood!
An Lin suddenly stood up and backed away, and then there was a "crash" sound due to hitting something, accompanied by exclamations one after another.
In an instant, all the hallucinations just now disappeared!
At the banquet venue, the maid carrying red wine knocked over the tray due to the collision. The bloody wine spilled on the gorgeous skirt, immediately soaking into an ugly stain. The maid was bending towards her with a panic look on her face.
Apologize.
The nobles who were chatting happily around him also cast curious glances at him because of this incident.
After the world in front of her returned to normal, An Lin's originally frightened expression quickly subsided.
But the gazes of those around her made her feel extremely uneasy. The string of reason in her brain was tightly shut down, and she did not dare to look back at those people's faces.
An Lin took a breath, lifted the wet skirt with her trembling fingertips, and waved her hand to the maid in front of her: "It's okay, it's none of your business."
At this time, Butler Armand Ray, who was looking after Miss Veronica, quickly came over and said in surprise: "I'm sorry for causing this distinguished guest to suffer such a thing. Let me take you back to your room."
An Lin said nervously: "No, just ask her to take me back to the room."
She did not directly refuse the request to be escorted by the castle's attendants, even if it was just to go to an upstairs room.
After all, in such an aristocratic environment, the act of leaving alone was too eye-catching, but instead of letting the weird-looking butler Armand Ray be alone with her, it would be better to let the maid in front of her come.
As expected, Butler Armand Ray did not refuse her request. After scolding the maid in a low voice for her imprudence, he asked her to take the guest back to the room to change clothes.
The apology and fear on the maid's face were pretending to be quite real. An Lin couldn't help but look at her face more, and then quickly looked away when the latter looked up.
The two left the banquet and disappeared into the arched passage upstairs.
Not far away, the archaeologist looked at the whole process there, and then focused on the maid passing by carrying food.
The lady chatting next to her looked over at her attention, and then said with a smile: "What's wrong? Honey, don't be so formal. If you want to eat those foods, you can have them delivered directly."
The archaeologist shook his head and smiled slightly: "No, actually I don't like to eat those."
She hasn't touched any food here.
"You should really try it. The snacks in Prague Castle are really delicious. I once wanted Miss Green to send me a chef, but unfortunately I failed." The lady said regretfully.
"Is there such a thing?" The archaeologist answered naturally: "I thought Duke Green would be very generous."
"Well, she is indeed very generous, except when it comes to eating..."
"It sounds like you are very familiar with Duke Green? But I don't remember that she has two younger sisters. Did I forget?"
Under the gaze of the archaeologist, the noble lady was stunned, and then said thoughtfully: "There should be some, but Miss Veronica and Miss Qilis rarely appear in front of people, especially Veronica."
Miss Ka, no one likes to deal with her."
NPCs shouldn't say such specious things.
Especially since she is a puppet in this script.
The archaeologist smiled broadly: "So that's it. Can you tell me more about the deeds of the two Miss Green, so that I won't accidentally offend Miss Veronica."
"Of course you can, but I don't know much..."
…
A superficial impression is just a superficial memory. If you want to dig out more of a person's deeds, you need more memories to fill it.
And when everyone has an impression of a person but no memory related to it, then there must be something wrong.
The newly born Veronica sat alone in the corner of the banquet, angrily eating the desserts on the plate, and the nobles around her were afraid of it, and no one dared to talk to her.
Except for brave travelers.
"Miss Veronica, let me get to know you." The climber in a formal dress stepped forward and bowed slightly towards the eldest lady.
"Where did you come from?" Veronica rolled her eyes without any ladylike manner.
"..." The climber's smile remained unchanged: "But don't you think it's strange that your sister, Miss Margaret Green, invited us in as a guest? In her eyes, she should have approved of us.
identity."
After hearing this, Veronica narrowed her eyes and looked at him, giving him a straight look.
The girl's appearance is not that outstandingly delicate, but her heroic face carries a wanton beauty, like a proud and smug phoenix.
She raised the corner of her mouth and hummed: "Don't be so self-conscious here. Of course I know your sister's reasons. After all, you are just toys she brought!"
The climber's eyes flickered, pretending to be confused: "Miss Veronica, did you misunderstand what your sister meant?"
Veronica slapped the pastry in her hand onto the table and shouted proudly: "A pariah is a pariah, just how qualified are you to be invited by the Green family!"
The climber shrugged: "But now we are coming in as distinguished guests of the Green family."
"...#!" Veronica seemed to be irritated.
…
…
On the arched aisle of the castle's outer wall.
Xu Shuo was distracted for a moment, but fortunately, this emotion was not inconsistent with the topic of a traveling poet.
When he returned his attention from the banquet, he just responded to the traveling poet's words: "Alex, do you know why I said before that you are playmates brought by my sister?"
The traveling poet did not make random guesses, but looked at him with questioning eyes.
The girl smoothed her forehead hair that was blown by the night wind, faced the distance, and sighed melancholy: "Because, I absolutely cannot leave Prague Castle.
