Chapter 167 Madame Butterfly

The King Kong Barbie, who was known for her pinker clothes and more ferocious beatings, took the arm of her half-sister and caretaker, drove away the young nobles who came up to show their courtesy, and walked towards the baron and his wife who appeared in front of everyone again.

Unlike the nobles who came to the hunting grounds for pleasure, Vivian came to bid farewell to the baron.

"Baron Neumann, I'm sorry to cut short my stay in your domain... I've received a special invitation to a gathering in two days. Considering the distance, I'm afraid I'll have to leave soon."

Her reasons were very justified and also gave the Baron face - in full view of everyone, she took out a rose-red envelope with gold edges and waved it in front of everyone, which immediately caused an exclamation.

"This gorgeous envelope... there's no mistake, it's Madame Butterfly's invitation!" A knowledgeable countess spoke first and revealed the secret.

The nobles of this era usually did not work, nor did they engage in farming or commerce. Instead, they indulged in pleasure and sought like-minded allies amidst the debauchery. Over time, those who could throw the best parties could gain a foothold in the upper circles of the Duchy of Huntington, gaining a perfect reputation and even considerable power.

Some organizers, skilled in socializing and with connections, will capitalize on their rising fame and resort to starvation marketing, inviting only a select group of high-end attendees to their gatherings, creating a mysterious and confusing atmosphere. Afterward, participants will pour in glowing praise, elevating these gatherings to levels unattainable for ordinary people.

——This is a bit like the top Internet celebrity stores in later generations, with constant gimmicks of membership and VIP reservations. Without certain status and financial resources, you can't even enter the store.

Madame Butterfly is a party organizer whose identity remains a mystery. Whenever she appears in public, she wears a purple dress of varying styles but equally gorgeous, and a filigree enamel butterfly mask on her head, revealing only her seductive red lips, a graceful and soft jawline, and a slender, white neck.

People only know that she has black hair and a graceful figure, but no one knows her real name.

People only knew that she called herself "Madame Butterfly," that she was well-spoken, and that she seemed to have received a high-class education. Even in the eyes of the most demanding aristocratic tutor, her etiquette and manners were impeccable.

Therefore, there are many rumors. Some say that she was King Derman's favorite mistress, some say that she was a royal orphan, and some say that she has a close relationship with the Huntington royal family... In short, among all the different opinions, one thing is certain, this mysterious woman must have an extraordinary background and experience, as well as an extremely powerful backer.

Whenever she hosts a party, she always chooses a remote location, whether it's an isolated island in the ocean or an isolated castle in the mountains. Each party has a novel and interesting theme, and around this theme, she presents countless new and unique ways to play and rare items.

Even nobles of high status would rarely see these novelties once in their lifetime.

The contents of the parties were varied and never repeated: a masquerade ball, a treasure hunt, or an island expedition... Every party made Madame Butterfly famous, her value soared, and all the nobles flocked to the parties she hosted.

However, her invitation was not something that could be easily obtained.

There are no rules, no standards, only that one day the demon came with a crystal clear and fairy-like purple butterfly that seemed to fly out of a dream.

All invitation envelopes have very distinctive features: a rose-red main body, with a circle of hollow gold thread rolled around the edge, interwoven into an inconspicuous small "scroll" - look at it diagonally against the light, and gently shake the envelope left and right at a specific angle, and you can see butterflies fluttering through the flowers, revealing special clues about the theme of this party.

As for whether the guests can guess the theme and prepare in advance based on those confusing and vague clues, it depends on their understanding.

The envelope would be sealed with Madame Butterfly's fire wax seal. The distinctive lavender wax seal was mixed with special crystal dust, which shimmered in the light. This special wax seal, specially prepared by the alchemist, alone was a testament to her wealth.

Her seal is a blue-purple saffron butterfly dancing among hanging datura flowers. This is not the heraldry of any recorded noble, and within this dreamy beauty, there is a touch of strangeness and danger.

Perhaps it was this eerie atmosphere that heightened the nobles' curiosity, making them even more excited and thrilled to find out. After all, Madame Butterfly had been appearing for over a decade, and no one who attended her gatherings had ever been harmed. They only described it as a thrilling, heart-wrenching, and unforgettable experience.

Ordinary life is boring, and the nobles need fresh sensory stimulation. Madame Butterfly's party is absolutely safe, yet full of unknowns and fears. This is the best entertainment that the nobles have been pursuing.

Each invited noble could not bring a large army of soldiers and horses as a guard. Each invitation only allowed the invited noble to bring one additional guest. This additional guest could be a female or male companion, a lover, a relative, a bodyguard, or a servant...

The invitee can even resell this extra spot, and Madame Butterfly will not interfere whether it is sold to other nobles or wealthy businessmen.

Therefore, after the authenticity of the invitation letter in Vivian's hand was confirmed by other nobles, they immediately began to eagerly curry favor with Vivian, bidding against each other and providing resources in an attempt to obtain this extra admission spot.

Vivian put the invitation to her lips and gave a half-hearted, slightly embarrassed smile: "Oh, what should I do? I wanted to bring my sister..."

She drew out the last syllable, and a group of nobles immediately took it as a signal that they wanted to discuss things. They quickly surrounded Vivian, asking about her well-being, trying to build relationships, and handing over more valuable resources... This farewell had turned into an auction.

Andrei casually walked over to the Winchester clerk and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to go with her?"

"She didn't invite me. In fact, she didn't even mention it to me." The Winchester clerk's eyes revealed a hint of Winston's helplessness. "She has her own considerations, and I will respect her wishes."

In fact, it is a very good idea to use this extra quota to exchange for resources. Rather than inviting him to play together, Vivian now needs chips to strengthen her own strength.