Whispering Verse

"Good evening, Rejed's Hamilton Knight."

Shade did not know the young Prince Nasser Cavendish, a polite young royal gentleman wearing a black tuxedo. Prince Nasser, who has the iconic fiery red hair of the Cavendish family, obviously knows Shad. After the salon owner Lesia casually chatted with Shad for a few words at the door, he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Shad.

Of course, the young prince was quickly overtaken by Agelina. As the most favored princess by the king, Agelina's status was obviously higher than that of Nasser, who did not participate in government affairs and had little influence. But Agelina actually didn't say a few words to Shade. After all, he couldn't block the door, which would affect the guests behind.

Just as Shade thought, Princess Margaret encountered some accidents in public events at Huntington and Lakeview Manor. Therefore, in tonight's salon, the church directly arranged for a ring warlock to protect her. It was certainly not easy to arrange a few strangers who obviously did not match the atmosphere in a salon with only thirty people, so the church disguised them as staff of the Prophet Association.

Judging from the number of people, it should be the full 7-person team of the True God [Ms. Creation], that is, the [God of Creation and Destruction]. These people were not present directly in the room where the salon was held, but were waiting in an adjoining room. Because they were all gathered together and frequently used thaumaturgy as if for reconnaissance, Shade was able to confirm their location.

Luvia should be waiting for news from Shade in the room on the third floor at this time, and the servants in the salon were all arranged by Lesia. Seeing that nothing happened for the time being, Shade entered the room and pretended that he really came to participate in the reading salon.

This was originally the divination room of the Prophet Association. Now the divination-related equipment has been moved to both sides of the room. The fireplace in the room was lit, and soft sofas were placed irregularly in front of the fireplace.

There are tables with drinks and desserts beside the wall for guests to take as they please. In addition to the sofa, several square tables with round stools around them were placed on both sides of the fireplace.

The people who were already seated were chatting with each other. Compared with banquets and dances, the reading salon was a little less noisy. At least everyone knew that this was a gathering of "educated people".

Shade didn't see anyone he knew for the time being. He randomly picked a sofa and sat down. He put the "Hamilton Detective Stories" on the small table beside him and took a book called "The Sunset at Dusk" from the table. "Look through the collection of essays. Soon after he took his seat, Princess Margaret appeared with her entourage and maids.

After greeting Lesia at the door, she entered the room. While chatting with the people traveling with him, he immediately spotted Shade, who was holding a goblet and looking down at a book.

Thinking of meeting Shade at the Three Cats Inn on that foggy afternoon last week, Princess Margaret already had her own thoughts.

She whispered a few words to the accompanying lady, and then gestured to Sir Prisha, and the group sat down next to Shad. Although the sofas are not neatly arranged, some sofas are still merged together. There were not enough seats nearby, so after obtaining Shade's consent, Sir Prisha sat next to Shade.

Because of Shade's outstanding performance at the banquet at Lakeview Manor, especially his reputation as the "Penny Detective", he became a social celebrity in the city. Of course the guests from Kasenlik knew Shade, so they invited him into the conversation before the salon even started.

Princess Margaret was sitting on the sofa in the front row of Shade. She took the initiative to stir up the conversation and talked about the book she had read recently. While the princess was talking to people, Sir Prisha said to Shade enthusiastically:

"Good evening, Mr. Hamilton, what are you reading?"

"Good evening, Jazz."

Shade closed the book and shook hands with the other party, then showed the book in his hand:

"This is a collection of prose written by an unknown writer in Delrayon more than three hundred years ago. The manuscript was discovered and published many years after his death. Judging from the content of the prose, this writer He was quite depressed during his lifetime, it would have been nice if he could have received royalties during his lifetime."

""Evening Sunset"? Yes, I have read this book. But if the author could get royalties during his lifetime, he might not be able to write the articles that we can see today."

The Kasenlik poet shook his head. After greetings, he handed Shad a note:

"Your Highness asked me to give it to you."

Shade knew that it was no coincidence that Sir Prisha was sitting next to him.

He avoided Sir Prisha's gaze and looked at the contents of the note:

[Mr. Hamilton, at 6:55, there is no one on the east corner staircase on the second floor. Please come. I want to thank you for your help during the foggy weather last week. 】

Shade raised his eyebrows, glanced at the princess who was talking to the poetess Ms. Lewis, and then folded the note. Giving this note was not just an appointment to meet him in a few minutes. It also meant that Margaret Anjou admitted that she was the one who had collected the relics with Mr. Alan Madison that afternoon.

"His Royal Highness gave me a mathematical problem. There is no application scenario, it is just a simple problem of solving a sequence of numbers."

He said to Sir Prisha with a smile.

"His Royal Highness is still worried about the 'one penny' issue at Lakeview Manor last time."

Sir Prisha raised his head slightly and looked at the princess in front of him. Shade couldn't tell whether he knew the content of the note.

Jazz lowered his voice and reminded:

"His Highness's mathematics teacher, Miss Emma Sylvia, has very strict requirements on her, so His Highness attaches great importance to his mathematical ability."

"I know Miss Sylvia, she is a very famous scholar."

Shade replied in a low voice, took out his notebook from his pocket, and put the note into the notebook:

"The math problem last time was actually just a thinking trap. There is no need for Your Highness to compete with me. Wisdom is never a tool for comparison. Maybe I should take the initiative to admit that I cannot answer this question."

He was thinking about a reason to get up and leave.

"No no no."

Sir Prisha immediately shook his head:

"Gentlemen will not take the initiative to admit defeat for this reason. This is an insult to His Highness. Besides, wisdom must be expressed through a carrier. The question you raised at Lakeview Manor is quite exciting. As long as you fall into your It is quite difficult to climb out of the preset logical trap."

Literary men and writers of this era were usually proficient in mathematics. Shade did not understand the reason for this, but Sir Prisha in front of him was obviously that kind of person. Before that, Shade only knew about this gentleman as a "poet, noble, and magician." The information provided by Miss Daniste did not explain this gentleman's character in detail.

This time, when he had the opportunity to have a few words at close range, Shade discovered that Sir Prisha, the "Guiding Moon", was a very talkative and intelligent gentleman. He can converse with Shade on any topic, including but not limited to literature, politics, geography, history, and mathematics.

Even judging by his status as a ring wizard, this gentleman can definitely be called a knowledgeable man. On the topic of mathematics, his attainments are no lower than Princess Margaret, and on the topic of politics, he can also understand what Shade said to his neighbor Mr. Smith during the banquet at Lakeview Manor.

Shade was intrigued by Sir Pricha, so he planned to wait until Princess Margaret left before getting up and leaving.

Sir Prisha was also very interested in Shade. During the conversation between the two, Shade also learned about his experience from Sir Prisha. This gentleman was born in a close relative of the Anjou royal family. Although his family was quite wealthy, he left the city where the Priscia family lived very early and went to Willendale to study.

Although he had a generous living expenses, during his studies, in order to understand the lives of the lower class people and experience the hard work of labor, he worked as a scribe in the church to subsidize his living expenses.

Premature independence allowed him to arrange his life and studies according to his own ideas. Unlike Shade, who had an "illiterate" level of education, this gentleman, who had just turned thirty, had four degrees in literature, mathematics, law and theology. In addition to being a poet, he is also a scholar. Of course, these identities were obscured by his noble status, and people paid more attention to his origins rather than his own efforts.

Speaking of this, Sir Prisha shook his head regretfully:

"A wise man is never blinded. Unfortunately, we all know that there are never any wise men, only mortals full of flaws."

"It sounds like a wise man to say this."

Shade said with a smile. From the corner of his eye, he saw Princess Margaret getting up and walking towards the door with the maid. So when Sir Prisha shook his head to express his humility, the cup in his hand tilted slightly and accidentally spilled the juice. On leather shoes:

"oh!"

He put down the cup embarrassedly:

"It's really unlucky. Fortunately, it didn't spill on the carpet. I think I'm going to go to the bathroom to deal with it. It should be easy to wipe off. Sir, come back later and continue the conversation. You are really knowledgeable."

"Yeah, plenty of time to keep talking tonight."

The middle-aged poet from the southern country stood up to make way for Xia De to leave, and Xia De walked towards the door with a normal expression. First, he asked the servant at the door for a handkerchief that could be used to shine shoes, then he said politely to the princesses and princes at the door, and returned to the corridor.

There are about seven minutes left before the salon starts, and almost all the guests who are supposed to come have already arrived. The second floor of the Prophet Association was very quiet, and the association did not arrange additional staff to disturb the gathering of nobles.

After walking through the corridor with bright gas lights, Shade followed the note and came to the unoccupied stairs on the east side. The maid in the first ring was carefully watching. Seeing Shade approaching, the maid walked a little further to avoid hearing words she shouldn't have heard. The princess with dull golden hair was standing under the gas lamp at the top of the stairs, waiting for Shade.

The glass lampshade of the gas lamp is spherical in shape, and there is an oil painting on the side of a seer using a crystal ball for divination. I don't know what this indicates.

"Good evening, Mr. Hamilton."

Margaret Anjou held out her white lace-gloved hand to Shade.

Shade smiled:

"Good evening, Margaret no, Miss Mary."

The two held hands together.