Father Mavie

Chapter 81 There is a kind of heads-up

In the bright banquet hall, high-class people are holding goblets, tasting the sweet liquor while talking and laughing happily.

The waiter in white clothes is holding a silver plate, and flashes lightly through the gap. The orchestra is sitting in the corner of the banquet, playing a grand symphony. Junia stood on tiptoe, poked her head out with difficulty, and looked at the pyramid-like fruit tart on the high place, her saliva was almost drooling.

But she couldn't reach it, even if she tried her best to straighten her arms, she couldn't touch the fruit tart in the center of the table. It seemed to be the farthest distance in the world, untouchable.

"Give."

Noticing her small eyes, Levin took off a piece of fruit tart and handed it over.

But Junia didn't answer, she not only didn't answer, but also shrank vigilantly towards Ma Wei.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!" Levin felt insulted, and yelled, "I took it down in front of you, so there must be no problem!"

"Dad said, don't let me eat what strangers give me."

Levin laughed angrily, grabbed the fruit tart and took a bite, looking at Mavi angrily while chewing.

"What are you two doing?"

Ma Wei, who was focusing on Father Satuk in the distance, turned his head and looked at them suspiciously: "Arguing? A gentleman doesn't move his hands but doesn't speak. Instead of swearing like a shrew, it's better to go out and fight."

You said that I seem to have beaten a goddess.
Levin was completely stunned by Mavi's shamelessness: "I didn't quarrel with Nia, I just think, no matter how you say it, I can't be considered a stranger!"

"Who said you are a stranger?"

"Nia! She wanted to eat a fruit tart, and I took it for her, but she said that you don't let her eat something from a stranger. It's okay. I raised my hands and a cane to agree, but the premise is a stranger. Am I a stranger?!"

"For me, no, for Nia, yes."

Ma Wei spread out his hands: "How many words have you said to her? You can count on one hand, isn't this called a stranger?"

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"If you are a believer in the Church of Truth, Nia must trust you, but unfortunately you are not."

Levine was speechless.

He didn't officially join the church, he just wanted to see if what Ma Wei said on the train and what he wrote in the Book of Truth was what he really wanted.

In other words, Levine will not follow the truth just because of a conversation, he needs time to verify.

maybe then
He will sincerely pursue that beam of light.

Now, it's still part-time job, so it can't be lumped together.

"ladies and gentlemen."

Baron Bill, carrying champagne, stepped onto the stage and signaled the orchestra to suspend the performance. Under the gaze of everyone, he said loudly: "Welcome to the banquet tonight. Every guest who comes is my friend. I would like to thank you from the bottom of my heart." them"

"Tonight, I will exhibit the ruby ​​blood rose as promised. Everyone knows that it is a family heirloom of Bill's family. It has never been displayed before, but today, to celebrate the first time in history to repel the evil rose thief, and to celebrate the blood rose intact. , please let us cheer! Because from today onwards, the Rose Phantom Thief will no longer be able to steal our treasures! He is just a long-haired idiot!"

Amidst the bursts of applause and cheers, Levin's expression was a little unnatural. He licked his lips, stared at Baron Bill who was laughing heartily on the stage, picked up a glass of champagne, and drank it up.

Afterwards, he wiped his mouth, rubbed his right index finger and thumb together, and began to exercise his muscles and bones.

"Cough calm down," said Marvie.

"If it's you, can you bear it?"

"It's bearable, and I assure you, Holmes will be able to bear it."

"I can't stand it!"

"Hey"

Ma Wei grabbed Levin who was about to leave the banquet hall: "Don't forget, Father Satuk and the others are also present. If you steal the blood rose, you may expose your identity!"

"Who said you're going to steal the blood rose?"

Levin shook off his palm, hummed a little tune, and walked towards the door: "I'm going to chat with the baroness."

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this way of revenge
It was indeed something Ma Wei had never thought of, and he was shocked.

Fortunately, Levin is a kind-hearted arsonist who has a heart and courage, but also attaches great importance to etiquette. He has his own sense of proportion and knows when to do what.

On the stage, two guards worked together to lift a glass display case up. Baron Bill reached out and lifted the red cloth covering it, revealing the crystal clear, pigeon egg-sized, extremely bright blood rose inside the display case.

"Next, please let me solemnly introduce the hero who protects Blood Rose, Father Mavi Enders!"

Baron Bill raised his hand to signal everyone to look at Marvie standing at the dining table, and everyone did so, and then
Their eyes coincidentally focused on Junia who stayed by Ma Wei's thigh, with a fruit tart in one hand and a macaron in the other, chewing fiercely with her mouth puffed out.

Compared with Mavi, who stood motionless like a statue in a standard standing posture, Junia, who was still staring and eating non-stop, was more eye-catching.

It may also be related to the fact that human attention is always attracted to moving objects.

Being stared at by so many people, Junia's chewing speed gradually slowed down. After swallowing the food in her mouth, she consciously put the food back on the plate, then took the napkin to wipe her hands and mouth, straightened her skirt, and put on an elegant pose posture.

"Father Ma Wei, please come to the stage and tell us how you were able to see through the Rosy Thief's Disguise Technique at a critical moment?"

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Ma Wei's mind.

This is a good opportunity to show off. If he wants to get in touch with nobles, he must leave a good impression, especially the first impression is very important.

How can we make a good impression in front of these nobles and gentry?
He swaggered onto the stage, preached how smart he was, how sharp his intuition was, and finally caught the rose monster in one fell swoop.
Or with a humble attitude, tell everyone that you are not that powerful, but that it is just a coincidence that a blind cat met a dead mouse and saw through the disguise technique?
Will not work.

Being too arrogant or too humble will make others hate or despise you. If you want the other party to respect you, you need to be neither humble nor overbearing, and tell the truth—what the nobles think is the truth, not the real truth.

Only then will they see you as an honest and easy going person.

Here comes the question again, what does the fact look like in the eyes of the nobles?
There was one other person present besides him
Dilloch Holmes!
May I ask, in the presence of Holmes, would the nobles preconceive that in the Blood Rose case, it was Holmes who contributed the most, not Mavie?
Thought of here
The next thing is very simple.

Ma Wei smiled, picked up Junia, who could swipe women's favorability, strode onto the stage, and said, "That night was really thrilling. Thinking about it now, it still makes me break out in a cold sweat."

"The Rose Phantom Thief's disguise technique is perfect, without any flaws. He was able to steal the Siren's Tears from the Duke of Wales' house. It's not luck, but real strength."

"Fortunately, at the critical moment, Mr. Holmes saw through his trick, and I, who blocked the door ahead of time, became the last hope to catch the Rosy Thief."

(End of this chapter)