"Mr. Watson, I never thought that apple cider could taste like this."
Picking up the wine glass, Mr. Bernhardt took a sip of the wine, then squinted his eyes with an expression of enjoyment:
"Yes, it's really good. Mr. Watson, which winery makes this fruit wine? I must visit them."
"I can't say this, but I guarantee that this bottle of wine is as delicious as this bottle of cider."
Shade is pleased with the result:
"Send this bottle of wine to the princess. Let's just say it's a gift from a friend. It's a red wine brewed in a winery in the New World. Compared to the wine produced in the White River Valley vineyard, this bottle of wine should be more suitable as a gift."
He reached into his pocket to rummage and took out two more bottles:
"Three bottles are probably enough."
"You helped me again this time, Mr. Watson. Please come to my manor for dinner tonight."
Mr. Bernhardt said, then stood up, ordered the servant to pick up the bottle, and left the restaurant again.
This time Mr. Bernhardt left for a full forty minutes, during which lunch was over. Shade sat at the table and read today's newspaper with a teacup in his hand. Although his level of Kassenlick was very poor,
His proficiency in writing allows him to recognize the words in newspapers without any problems.
The front page of the local newspaper is about the princess's visit to Huntingdon. The back page is about the financial reforms announced by the city hall. It is said that the number of civil servants will be reduced and replaced by temporary dispatch workers. The third page has news about the local winter horse racing competition. As for the local winter horse racing competition, the headline is
The advertising section, like the newspapers in the north, has strange inventions such as "body stretchers" and "steam-powered telescopic clothes hangers" seeking investment, or new local shops soliciting business for themselves.
Shade even saw his fellow detectives placing advertisements in newspapers and promising that his charges were very low. Outsiders had a bad impression of this kind of guy who broke the "rules", and a malicious price reduction would only make everyone
Business is not easy to do.
"However, Huntington's detectives seem to be doing well enough to find such a large space to advertise."
Just when Shade copied the address of "York Little Bee Dessert Shop" in his notebook, thinking of bringing some southern snacks to Dorothy and Luvia, Mr. Bernhardt, who finally came back, was still the same.
He had a very sad expression, even more sad than before.
The servant pulled out a chair for the Viscount. After Mr. Bernhard sat down, he clasped his hands together and hesitantly asked Shade, who was considering whether to bring a snack for his cat:
"Mr. Watson, if the princess wants to see you, would you mind meeting Her Royal Highness Margaret?"
"Um?"
Shade raised his head from his notebook and looked at him in surprise:
"Princess wants to see me?"
After finishing speaking, I noticed that my voice was a bit loud, so I lowered my voice and pointed at myself:
"Sorry, Mr. Bernhardt, I can't be seen by that princess in a place like this. You know, I will definitely bump into that princess at a social gathering in Tobesk, and I can't let her see it in advance.
My face. Even if I put on some weird makeup now, there's no way she would recognize me and I can't take the chance."
"What if you further temporarily change your appearance? It will make you even more different."
Mr. Bernhardt was very embarrassed:
"I know I shouldn't force you to help, but just now the princess tasted one of the three bottles of red wine. She praised your wine as much as I did, and then wanted to see you. I'm really sorry, but if you really don't
"
"Wait a moment."
Shade frowned and said.
【You want to see her?】
With a whisper in his ear, Shade resisted the urge to nod and said in his heart:
"If I can really change my appearance based on the witch's eyeshadow, and get familiar with the princess in advance, it should also be helpful to my plan in Tobesk."
Thinking about it carefully, this is a rare opportunity. With the introduction of Mr. Bernhardt, the princess is definitely less wary than when facing a foreign knight. And taking advantage of this opportunity, Shade has a chance
Find out the other person's character and temper.
"However, luck is so good? The choice given by that golden rabbit leg is really valuable. How many rabbits will I dream about tonight?"
While I was worried about my sleep quality, I remembered one more thing I wanted to ask:
"Mr. Bernhardt, do you know that the Angevin royal family also has ring magicians?"
The middle-aged vampire was a little surprised, but he didn't seem that surprised:
"Of course I do. Wait, what do you mean, it turns out that the contemporary ring magician of the Anjou family is her? I thought she was a correspondence student of Serkses? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone.
"The other party is a ring warlock, so is it possible that your disguise can be broken by her?"
Mr. Bernhardt immediately shook his head:
"Don't worry, this is a unique illusion of vampires. It is a superposition of racial talent and thaumaturgy. I didn't use it in Fort Midhill because once this talent is discovered by the local high-level warlocks, they can immediately identify it.
My identity, but I bet that Her Royal Highness Margaret is definitely not a high-level person, so you don’t have to worry. In terms of racial talent, I am still very confident."
Shade nodded, hesitated, and put away his notebook:
"Okay, then let's go meet that princess."
"Mr. Watson, thank you for your help. I'm really sorry for this. But don't worry, Her Royal Highness Margaret is a very easy person to get along with. She doesn't have many bad habits of aristocrats."
With that said, he reached out and touched Shade's face. Shade went to take out the mirror again and found that his appearance had changed slightly. He looked the same as before, but when he recalled it carefully, it seemed that he had two different faces.
On the third floor of the White King Club, there are rooms reserved for senior members of the club, and the princess, who is preparing to take the steam airship from the local area to Tobesk, is waiting to meet the guests in the room.
Mr. Bernhardt talked with the guards guarding the door in the corridor. Then the guards knocked on the door and explained the identity of the visitor to the maid who opened the door. Soon, Shade and Armand Bernhardt
Together we received permission to enter. When Shade walked into the room, the witch detection badge hanging on his chest finally started to heat up.
This means that the princess who took the "Difference Engine" data from Shade at Fort Midhill last time was Margaret Anjou.
The lounge for high-end members is more luxurious than the high-end rooms of ordinary hotels. The red carpet on the floor seems to be made of pure wool. Only half of the window curtains in the room are opened, and Margaret Anjou is sitting on the back.
On the single sofa facing the window.
She looks to be about the same age as Shade physically. She has the iconic light blond hair of the Angevin royal family, and her eyes are a somewhat faded light blue. In Shade's opinion, they are not as deep and lively as Dr. Schneider's blue eyes.
.
Because it was just daily life, there was no crown on the head, but the dress was still elegant and noble. The eyes were slender, and the eyebrows were more beautiful than the color of the hair. The long pale blond hair was tied together, starting from the right shoulder.
Her front drooped, and what impressed Shade most was her height.
Roughly speaking, she is only shorter than Shade. Outsiders have only seen such a height in real great witches.
She is not as youthful and energetic as the seventeen-year-old Iluna, not as gentle and intellectual as Dorothy, who has recently become famous, and not as reserved but full of passion as Lesia, who is also a princess. Hers
Her temperament is more in line with the definition of a normal "princess". She is the kind of lady who can associate herself with the word "princess" at a glance.
There was a very light incense in the room. When Schade and Mr. Bernhardt entered the door, the princess was holding a book in Kasenlik language, titled "Pearl of the North: The History of Tobesk". The coffee table
In addition to porcelain tea cups and some file bags, there are also three red wine bottles and a glass goblet.
The maid led the two gentlemen to the sofa. After receiving permission, the two sat down on the couch. Although it was a couch, they both chose to sit away from the princess. In the end, Mr. Bernhardt was
The one closer to the princess.
"Viscount Bernhardt, is this the owner of the winery you are talking about?"
The grammar of Kassenric is very complicated, but she asked this sentence in a very cultivated manner. Margaret Anjou's eyes were looking at Shade, and even if Shade changed his appearance, because Wan
The blessing of thousands of souls and his extremely friendly temperament allowed him to gain some favor from the exotic princess in no time.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Armand Bernhard grabbed his hat and answered respectfully, and introduced:
"This is Mr. Sherlock Holmes. He runs his own winery in the New World. He is from Delrayon and has traveled to many places."
"John Watson" is not used because Watson's name was used by Shade as the name of the magician in his adventures. It is best not to have anything to do with this ordinary world. And "Sherlock Holmes" is Shade's name.
When De joined MI6, the name he signed for the convenience of receiving his salary (Chapter 168) has no possibility of being leaked, and even if it is leaked, it will not be easily associated with it.
"Hello."
The young princess smiled at Shade and nodded slightly, and Shade said:
"Good afternoon, Your Highness. It's an honor to be summoned by you. I wonder if you are satisfied with the red wine I provided?"
He deliberately used his poor Kassenric, which was a little trick to increase his favorability.
With an elegant smile, Margaret Anjou sat on the single sofa and looked at Shade. Shade held his hat and bowed his head slightly in salute. This was the first meeting between a foreigner and a southern princess, and
In Shade's opinion, the princesses in this world are nothing like those in fairy tales.
They are all so independent, intelligent and shrewd, and most of them do not need their own princes. Whether it is Lesia, who has inexplicable ambition for power, or Margaret Anjou, who is trying to win over the ace spy, they are all better than the story.