Whispering Verse

Director Anlos heard some inside information about what happened in the reading salon and knew that it was related to the church and those mysterious events, so he touched his nose and said nothing.

"Speaking of which, does this count as a work-related injury?"

Shade said jokingly, and then his expression became a little more serious:

"I investigated and found out that Her Highness sometimes sneaks out. I originally thought she wanted to connect with a mysterious person, such as the so-called 'Grey Eagle', but in the end I found out that Her Highness just wanted to take a stroll in the city. "

"We also know that His Highness sometimes goes out alone, and the people in the Kasenlik mission are helpless. But she wants to see the city, and we have nothing to blame. We can only try to ensure her safety. However, I don’t think that Her Highness will personally contact the Gray Eagle, she can just arrange for the people around her to do this kind of thing.”

Director Anlos sat on the sofa and analyzed:

"You have done very well recently, and His Majesty has also heard about your contact with His Highness in social situations. Regardless of whether she comes with other purposes, we just need to ensure that she is always surrounded by our Just good people.”

As he spoke, he took out a card and handed it to Shade:

"Continue to work next week. On Friday, His Highness will visit and listen to lectures at the Third National Mechanical Institute of Delrayon in the university district, from morning to evening. This is the access permit for the National Mechanical Institute. You Follow her that day too. There will be a lot of people there, so pay attention to see if anyone suspicious comes into contact with His Highness. Try to contact the princess directly. We all know that you have a good relationship with her. If possible, I hope you can always stay with His Highness. "

"OK."

Shade took the entry and exit permit, and Director Anlos stood up. He was also very busy and did not have time to stay with Shade for a long time:

"After the visiting delegation leaves, His Majesty will reward you based on your merits, and there will also be rewards within the Sixth Office. I will not contact you often recently, and you should not contact the Sixth Office recently."

This is why he came in person:

"Our agents are not just fighting against the Gray Gloves recently. There are quite a few strange guys in the city. Your mission is just to observe and report. Don't worry about other things. Section 6 is quite professional."

He waved goodbye to Shade, opened the door and left.

Shade put away the access permit and returned to the second floor with little Mia in his arms. Before the girls could ask questions, he said to himself:

"My boss is here."

"boss?"

Princess Margaret, who was sitting on the sofa talking to the blonde girl, was very curious:

"Independent detectives also have bosses? Is it the so-called detective guild?"

"Oh, Your Highness, although my profession is very respectable in Miss Louisa's book, detectives don't always get jobs."

Shade sat down on the short sofa on the side. The orange cat was thinking about his breakfast, and ran to the restaurant again:

"I haven't received any commissions in the winter after it snowed, but I have a lot of work at the end of autumn. I can't always sit at home and wait for commissions to come to me, so sometimes I also collaborate with Lidwidge. , oh, Ridwich Field is"

"Yes I know."

Princess Margaret nodded, and Dorothy smiled and helped Shade explain. She knew what Shade wanted to say, half truthfully and half falsely:

"Detectives like Shade sometimes have to work closely with the police and accept official entrustments to assist in investigations, so he calls the police sergeant who contacts him his 'boss'."

"At least Lidwich pays generously, but not generously when it comes to reimbursement."

Shade said, tilting his head and watching Mia destroy its leftovers in the restaurant:

"Where did we talk just now? Yes, it is not necessary to meet Sir Prisha alone. However, I am very interested in the ancient Prisha family. I have heard of the ancient surnames that have passed down the power of ring magicians from generation to generation. But I thought those families were all attached to the three major colleges."

In fact, Miss Aurora's family is an exception.

"Not every generation of the Prisha family can awaken ring magicians, and the rumors about the ancient family are just legends. Nobles always like to brag about their family's history. I am very sure that at least in the past few hundred years, their family has not appeared. What a special person."

Princess Margaret said, borrowing paper and pen from Shade, and drew the emblem of the Prisha family:

"The thorn patterns around it are the merits they added after being loyal to my ancestors. The main body of the heraldry is the family emblem that has been preserved from ancient times, and it is related to the surname itself."

In heraldry, those family coats of arms that appear to be quite complex and gorgeous in the eyes of ordinary people actually have extremely rich meanings. Although Shade knew about the noble coat of arms of Delarion, he didn't know much about the nobles of Kasenric. Fortunately, Dorothy beside her had Lecia's knowledge, and in the education the princess received, aristocratic heraldry was a basic course that must be learned. She looked at the picture drawn by Princess Margaret with great interest. Then he pretended to be curious and said:

"When I was sorting out writing materials, I learned about the heraldry of ancient nobles in the southern region of Kasenlik. These blue ribbons are folded in three, and decorated with gold crosses, which have a typical 'sacred' meaning. Has Sir Prisha’s family ever produced anyone above the regional archbishop level in the Church of the Five Gods?”

"I don't know much about this."

Princess Margaret shook her head:

"I haven't heard that Sir's family has any connection with the church. Besides, ring magicians like us, who are from the three major academies, are very shy about having any connection with the church."

Shade was also observing the family crest, but before he could express his opinion, the bell rang again downstairs:

"Oh, what's going on today? Did everyone choose today to visit me?"

He picked up the cat that ran over because he heard the bell, walked to the living room window and glanced down:

"The taxi carriage I don't recognize is a very common carriage in the city. Who is it this time?"

"Xia De, you can take your guests to the second floor to talk. His Highness and I will hide there."

Dorothy pointed to Room 2, and Shade nodded. So she walked directly to the wall next to the fireplace, opened the door that was almost integrated with the wall, and then turned around and motioned for the princess to follow.

Princess Margaret followed Dorothy to another room, and she was actually guessing about the relationship between Dorothy Louisa and Shade. Just now she thought that the blonde female writer came here so early because she had something to discuss within the group. But it doesn't seem to be the case now. After all, the blonde writer seems to be too familiar with this house.

On the other side, Shade had brought little Mia downstairs. After opening the door, the person outside the door who was paying the coachman the fare was a well-dressed middle-aged gentleman whom Shade had never seen before.

He has beautiful brown hair and a very delicate mustache. He is wrapped in a black leather coat and seems to be a fox fur scarf around his neck. The wallet in his left hand was made of something like crocodile skin, and the yellow metal decoration on the cane he held in his right hand was, as expected, probably real gold.

He tipped very well, and when the driver, who was holding banknotes and coins, took off his hat and bowed, he bent down very hard.

The middle-aged gentleman stuffed his wallet into the pocket of his large leather jacket. He turned around and saw that the door had been opened. He blinked:

"Detective Shad Hamilton?"

"Yes, it's me, who are you?"

The man took off his black leather gloves and stretched out his hand to Shade:

"Boris Cameron, Baron."

He grabbed Shade's hand and shook it, with a heartfelt smile on his face:

"Detective Hamilton, I have admired your name for a long time. It's like this. I have a commission that I want you to handle. Do you have time now?"

"Commission?"

Although Baron Cameron's enthusiasm was unexpected, Shade still nodded:

"Please come in."

He made way for the door. The baron, who was wearing leather boots, rubbed his shoes on the mat like Director Anlos, and then followed Shade to the second floor.

Dorothy had already put away the cups, so Shade prepared the tea again. During this period, Baron Cameron was sitting on the sofa and looking at the attire of Room 1 on the second floor with great interest. He just looked at it politely and did not try to touch any items.

After Shade brought the black tea, the handsome middle-aged gentleman talked about his own affairs:

"Detective, this is not what happened to me, it was my brother, Jimmy Cameron. Although we come from the same family, he did not inherit the title of the family, and the factory was given to him when his father passed away."

The Baron explained his family background, which is a very common way of dividing property:

"Little Jimmy, I don't want to complain about my brother, but he obviously has no business talent. He doesn't often go to the factory, but hangs around in the city. I often go to underground casinos or illegal clubs to fish him out. Come on, he is really annoying. But Jimmy is not a so-called bad person, he just has no ability and just wants to have fun. I have a pretty good relationship with him."

The baron sighed and took out a black and white photo from his coat pocket and handed it to Shade. The photo was of a single person. The man taking the photo had similar facial features to Baron Cameron, but it could also be seen that he was not the same person. The Baron looks to be in his forties, and the person in the photo looks to be in his thirties, and is obviously much fatter than the Baron.

"Don't worry, my brother is not missing. It's just that last week, he came to me mysteriously and told me that he bought a very magical item."

Shade raised his head and looked at the Baron:

"Magical? That's an interesting adjective."

"Yes, that's one"

Baron Cameron showed an embarrassed expression, saying this made him feel quite embarrassed:

"A box that replicates banknotes."