The dense shade of trees on both sides blocked the sunlight, making the already dark interior of the carriage even pitch dark.

"drive!"

"Bang..."

Carl only felt that he was thrown high into the air and then fell heavily down.

"Excuse me."

The driver's voice is full of guilt:

"The roads here are difficult to travel, especially near the manor of pharmacist Adolf, which is full of potholes."

"It's okay." Karl didn't want to blame her too much, so he asked casually:

"Do you walk this route often?"

"yes."

The driver replied:

"The fare out of town is higher than inside the city, and most of the people who come here are rich people like you."

Rich people are more willing to spend money.

Karl nodded, lifted the car curtain and looked out.

Through the shade of the trees, you can see a manor with ancient gates and towers, which are probably more than a hundred years old.

Adolf the pharmacist?

Such a large area belongs to him alone? Why have I never heard of his name?

"arrive!"

Count Rekton's manor was not far from here. There were many carriages parked in front of the gate, and guests dressed in gorgeous clothes were coming and going.

“Karl!”

Dinah waved from afar:

“This way!”

Martha, who was beside her, looked at Carl who got off the carriage with curiosity, and frowned subconsciously.

He was wearing some weird clothes, and there were obvious burns on his face. He was also said to have a bad personality. Was this the kind of person my cousin wanted me to meet? The Baron...

What else does this man have besides being a baron? "Sir."

Carl bowed slightly:

"I'm late."

"We are here too early." Dina waved her hand indifferently, her eyes fixed on him.

“Nice clothes.”

The dresses that Karl customized had no complicated decorations, they were cleaner and neater, with a different kind of elegance.

Being used to seeing gorgeous dresses, Dina's eyes actually lit up.

“The price is good too.”

Karl replied with a smile and looked at Martha beside him:

"This must be the beautiful cousin that the commander often mentions. She is indeed unforgettable at first sight."

"Thanks."

Martha bowed, polite but distant.

Huh? You don't like me.

This is better!

Carl smiled and, at Dina's suggestion, walked alone with Martha into the manor.

"I'm telling you the truth."

Seeing Dinah leave, Martha immediately put away her polite expression, turned arrogant, and said with her neck held high: "The two of us are not suitable."

"What a pity." Carl suppressed his smile: "But don't worry, Miss Martha, I won't pester you."

"oh!"

Martha raised her eyebrows:

"You are quite a gentleman."

After the two of them started talking, they no longer felt reserved and walked to the lawn of the manor, where many young people gathered.

"Colclough."

"What?"

"Lord Renekton's son."

Martha pointed at a young man in the crowd and said with a smile:

"Today is his coming-of-age ceremony."

The young man was dressed in bright clothes and had a rosy face. He raised his glass and gestured frequently under the attention of the crowd.

"whee……"

As if she had thought of something, Martha smiled mysteriously: "Do you know what a coming-of-age ceremony is?"

"A birthday that brings you to a certain age." Karl asked, "Could it be that it has some special meaning?"

"certainly!"

Martha's eyes were charming:

"After holding a coming-of-age ceremony, you can do what adults should do. Don't you even understand this?"

At the coming-of-age ceremony, the elders will talk about the obligations adults have to society and the rights they enjoy.

It will also encourage future generations to observe social ethics, serve the country and be loyal to God.

but……

Just looking at Martha's appearance, you can tell that the so-called coming-of-age ceremony she talks about is not so 'traditional' at all.

"look!"

"The women over there were specially recruited to help Colclough through his coming-of-age ceremony."

"If he wants, they can all stay tonight. Of course, such a woman is not worthy of keeping the heir of the Earl's family."

?

Carl's mouth twitched slightly.

He was not surprised by what Martha said, but by seeing a familiar face among those women.

The married cousin of my uncle Gejier.

Why is she here? Although this cousin has a bad relationship with Karl and the two have met only a limited number of times, she will never mistake someone for someone else.

The other party obviously recognized him. His expression changed and he turned around quickly, apparently not intending to recognize him.

"Miss Martha."

Carl concealed the strangeness in his eyes: "You don't seem to find this strange?"

"Tsk..." Martha curled her lips, without any ladylike manners as when they first met: "What's so strange about things between men and women? Don't tell me you haven't done this before?"

She looked natural and said:

"Mrs. Anne is here!"

Carl looked up.

Mrs. Anne is dressed gorgeously today. Her long skirt looks like a blooming flower, which further highlights the rosy complexion of her skin.

Her chest was incredibly tall and majestic, her cheeks were smooth and delicate, even the complicated veil was hidden from her.

It's hard to imagine.

This is actually a woman who has been widowed for more than ten years.

“She’s getting more and more beautiful!”

Martha's eyes were filled with fanaticism, as if she was looking at the idol she had admired for a long time, and she subconsciously covered her mouth with her hands:

"I don't know how she maintains her skin. I would be satisfied if I could have her skin like this."

“Eh…”

"The man next to her seems to be Dr. Robert."

"Robert." Carl asked, "Who is this?"

The man next to Mrs. Anne was not good-looking, and was even a little shorter than Anne even though he was wearing high-heeled boots.

But the two behaved intimately, like a loving couple.

"You don't know Dr. Robert?" Martha looked at him in surprise, then smiled mysteriously: "That shouldn't be the case!"

"Why?" Carl frowned: "Should I know him?"

"All the men in the city, especially the rich men, should know him." Martha said seriously:

"It seems you don't have much money."

"..." Karl couldn't help but fall silent: "Yes."

"But why do all the rich men know him? Can Miss Martha explain this to me?"

"It's very simple." Martha showed that mysterious smile again:

"Dr. Robert has a magic trick that can help men add a few centimeters to their original size."

"How many centimeters?"

"yes."

"It seems..." Carl looked puzzled: "It's useless."

Not even convincing!

Robert himself is even shorter than women. If he can make people taller, why is he so short ?

Women also have the need to grow taller, so why is it emphasized specifically on men?

“Tsk tsk…”

Martha shook her head:

“Not growing taller.”

"It's not about growing taller, it's..." Carl was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and couldn't help laughing.

"Understood?"

"Understood."

"Would you like me to introduce you to him?" Martha suggested. "I have the honor to do so."

"No need." Carl shook his head: "I don't need it."

"Oh!" Martha lowered her eyes: "Are you confident?"

"I guess Miss Martha doesn't have enough experience." Carl said slowly, "Many times, being too strong is not an advantage. It may even make your companions feel disgusted and resentful."

Martha shrugged.

She knows this better than men, except that she knows men's self-esteem better.

“Karl!”

At this time, Dinah waved from a distance.

"Sir." Karl was just trying to get rid of Martha, who was suspected of being a hooligan, and he came over when he heard the voice:

"What's up?"

"Um."

Dinah looked gloomy:

"Ham is dead. Someone drained his life force away."

(End of this chapter)