Chapter 709: You two come with me
At the ferry boarding gate, Selene, dressed in a maid outfit, had been waiting there for a long time.
The first time she saw Aleister from afar, she ran over, squatted down and hugged Aleister, deeply inhaling the increasingly strong and strange fragrance on Aleister's body that only she could smell.
Selene was taller than Aleister... but when she crouched, they were exactly the same height. Because of the beauty of Aleister and Selene, this scene became particularly striking. Passersby, seeing this, also laughed in good faith.
"Okay, Selene. Stop it."
Aleister pointed out her identity and name to the honey badger, and then said, "Let's go."
"Miss Crawley...right."
As soon as they got on the boat, they were immediately stopped by a burly middle-aged man with a smile.
There were some scales on his skin, and it was obvious that he was a mixture of lizardmen and other races.
The man's arms were even thicker than Aleister's waist, and he stood about two meters tall. His ears were slightly pointed, his back was hunched, his face was covered in hideous flesh, and his chin had a chin-like protrusion like a buttock. Purple anchor tattoos covered his shoulders and upper arms, giving him the appearance of a pirate leader.
Some passengers were startled at the mere sight of him, while others hesitated at the bottom of the stairs, afraid to board the ship.
But facing him, Aleister was not afraid at all.
She simply asked softly, "Mr. Captain?"
It's not difficult to recognize this.
On the elf ferry where everyone's weapons were to be confiscated, he was the only one who had a scimitar and a revolver on his waist.
"Haha, you recognized it!"
This captain, with an ugly and ferocious appearance that could scare a child to tears, smiled an almost ingratiating smile: "I am Elvan Rachado, the captain of this ship... You are a distinguished guest, please follow me."
As he said this, he respectfully performed an elf salute to Aleister.
This scene was seen by the people around.
A black-haired boy with glasses and freckles on his face saw this and quickly walked to a room and whispered to one of the messy gray-haired boys.
After hearing this, the gray-haired boy's expression suddenly became ugly.
They whispered to each other for a while, then pushed each other and quietly left the room.
After they left, the sound became slightly louder.
"I told you not to mess with her!"
The freckled, black-haired boy's face was filled with uneasiness. "Her butler... looks so scary. He feels as terrifying to me as Professor Brunswick..."
"...What are you afraid of, you idiot!"
The gray-haired boy also showed fear on his face, but he remained stubborn. "Isn't Professor Brunswick dead too?! Extraordinary people are also human beings..."
"I told you, I've seen the price of that skirt—if it's the real thing, the skirt alone would be worth 800,000 gold coins! Even if it's a replica, the price is definitely not low..."
"With followers like her and wearing such an expensive dress, her jewelry is likely extraordinary. If we can get her jewelry, maybe we can change our fate—"
"But now that you have it, has your fate changed?"
The freckled boy's words were sharp: "Dimitri?"
The boy called Demeter was speechless.
"...How could I have known that a young lady of this rank would wear fakes outside..."
He moved his lips, but still remained stubborn.
"What else?" the freckled boy continued, "Is he wearing the real thing for you to steal? If it's the real thing, it must have a tracking ritual. We won't be able to get far even if we take it!"
"That's enough, Paul! Didn't you stop me when I started?"
Dimitri said angrily, "You have a share too!"
"I stopped it!"
"Stopping it isn't enough! If you're just saying it, then that means you want it in your heart, right?"
Just as Dimitri said this, he saw someone passing by.
They immediately stopped talking, watched the passerby walk away, and then lowered their voices: "How about we send the things back? Apologize to that young lady... maybe she will forgive us."
"Going back?"
Paul asked back, "What are you thinking? What you have in your hand is a fake!"
"...What's wrong with it being fake? Since it's fake, it shouldn't be that valuable. So... I think if we apologize, they should be able to forgive us."
"Don't even think about it! You're so stupid! You don't understand nobility at all, Dimitri!"
Paul's eyes were sharp, and his voice was getting louder and louder: "They will never forgive you - they will just claim that the jewelry you stole was real, and then try to get away with it by returning a fake one!
"They'll demand compensation from you for the price they'd pay for a genuine item! After all, why would such a noble lady go out wearing a fake? If you return it, she'll think it's a mockery—a mockery of her family's decline, saying she can't even afford to lose a fake!"
"Why is this happening..."
Dimitri hesitated and shook his head. "You think too badly of the nobles. Isn't Albert also a noble? So is Miss Aurora..."
"...Albert is a special case. And Aurora...her parents are both dead, and her family property has been taken away by relatives. She can't be considered a noble." Paul hesitated, his voice becoming softer and calmer.
"Doesn't that mean there are special cases?"
Dimitri tried to convince his friend to go with him: "Maybe that young lady is also such a kind person?"
"Unlikely. Her last name is Crowley. People in that family tend to have some mental issues..."
Paul still firmly refused.
But when he said this, he suddenly realized: "Do you want to flirt with her just because she's pretty?"
"...She's so pretty, she must be kind-hearted."
Dimitri didn't deny it, but begged his companion, "Come with me... I don't dare go alone. I don't know what taboos the nobles have, or what kind of opera they like to watch... You have to accompany me."
Hearing this, Paul immediately flew into a rage: "You're not interested in the value of that thing at all, you just want her personal belongings! You even want to drag me along with you, I'm telling you, no way!
"Don't forget, we have a mission on this voyage! If anything goes wrong because of you, our instructor will turn us into zombies!"
"——I think you two should go. And tell me what the mission is!"
Suddenly, a pair of hands landed on their shoulders. A calm, middle-aged man's voice came from behind them.
They turned around in horror—only to see the young lady's housekeeper appear silently behind them.
Paul's mind raced: "It's the passerby from before!"
That passerby was actually a butler who had transformed into someone else!
"Yes, it's me."
The butler had a blank expression on his face. He placed his hands on their shoulders, exerting a little force, and repeated, "You two... please come with me."
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