It was already dark when Evan came to Woodwich hut. Many people came to Woodwich hut, including the town sheriff and doctor. As soon as Evan entered, he was welcomed in all directions.
The town's sheriff, William Chandler, was a very tough middle-aged man. When he saw Evan walking in, he patted him on the shoulder vigorously and said, "Pastor Bruce, welcome to Derain. Lear, if anyone finds trouble in the future, just come and find me."
Evan liked the straightforward character of Sheriff Chandler very much, and nodded with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, I believe Delan Lier is a peaceful place."
"Not necessarily, Reverend Bruce." Doctor Mark Hester chimed in. "Even in a place like Delanlier, there are dissonant voices."
Mark Hester was a calm-faced middle-aged man and the most prestigious doctor in the town. From his father's generation, the Hester family had settled in Dranlier, and Mark Heist had Special is one of the most outstanding members of the entire Hester family. He graduated from a public university medical school and is now a respected doctor.
But the interesting thing is that this Doctor Hester is not interested in practicing medicine, but in unsolved murders.
It's just that what Evan cares about is not the doctor's special hobbies, but his identity. He is the father of the book's heroine, Alia Hester.
"Oh?" Evan raised the corner of his mouth: "Does Dr. Hester have a different opinion?"
Dr. Hester was about to answer with a look of interest, but Sheriff Chandler stopped Dr. Hester: "Doctor, you are overly worried. There is no such thing."
After speaking, he smiled at Evan with a little embarrassment: "Our good doctor just likes to think wildly."
Evan raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and smiled, and didn't say much, but Dr. Hester opened his mouth to justify his name, but in the end he didn't say anything, and left with a glass of champagne on his face. .
Evan walked into the living room while chatting with Sheriff Chandler, and he saw Mrs. Lawrence at a glance, she was standing by the fireplace in a slightly gorgeous golden dress, chatting with a young lady, the The lady looked 20 years old and looked very beautiful. Her long brown curly hair was lightly tied up by a green hair band, dark green eyes, and a slender body and delicate features. In Evan's view, this lady is The most beautiful woman he has ever seen since he came to Delane.
Seeing Evan coming in, Mrs. Lawrence immediately walked over: "Pastor Bruce, you are welcome." There was an obvious smirk on her face, because too much powder puff made her face pale.
"It's an honor to attend your dinner." Evan nodded gently.
At this time, Mr. Lawrence also stepped forward, put one hand on Mrs. Lawrence's waist, raised his glass at Evan with a smile, and said warmly, "Pastor Bruce."
"Good evening, Mr. Lawrence." Seeing Mr. Lawrence's obvious rejection, Evan frowned slightly.
Because of the host's reception, Evan instantly became the center of the dinner party. All kinds of people came to greet him. This is a closed town. Everyone is very curious about a stranger. With the help of alcohol, he has opened up the conversation.
Evan was dizzying to deal with all the powerful people in the whole town, from the local old-fashioned gentlemen to the emerging lawyers and doctors, but the Duke did not appear until the halfway through the banquet.
Evan's expression gradually turned cold. He stood alone in the corner, trying to avoid the crowd. At this moment, the beautiful lady who had spoken to Mrs. Lawrence walked up to Evan and said warmly, "Bruce Hello, pastor."
Evan was a little surprised, but still nodded politely: "Hello." An educated unmarried lady would not take the initiative to chat with a gentleman. This lady's approach was really unexpected.
"I'm Arya Hester, I just saw that you've met my father." Arya smiled softly.
Evan's expression couldn't help but tighten. Arya Hester, the heroine of this book, the hopeless white lotus, always behaves unexpectedly, but makes the Duke fascinated and is also his worst enemy.
"Miss Hester, hello." Evan still smiled very restrained.
Arya's expression became a little cramped: "Pastor Bruce... I... can I... "
Evan looked at her with a gentle face, looking at her with his most attractive gesture, his handsome features almost sparkling under the ambiguous light.
"Miss Hester, God will listen to all your petitions, and in my presence, you need not scruple."
Evan is still wearing the priest's clothes, and his appearance is too deceptive, so when he said this, it was very convincing.
"Pastor Bruce, it's not that I don't want to talk, it's just that some things are too hard to talk about. You should have seen Mrs. Lawrence. I have a marriage contract with his son John, but... But the character of the Lawrence family is too It's unacceptable, I want to beg you, can you talk to my father, I... can't accept... Really..." Arya looked at Evan with great pain, like a lamb waiting for redemption.
Evan couldn't help feeling a little ridiculous, asking for help from a complete stranger was really in line with the heroine's character, but he still said solemnly: "Miss Hester, this matter is about Ling Zun and the Lawrence family. I am a servant of the Lord and have no right to ask about these matters, but I assure you that if the opportunity arises, I will certainly speak to Mr. Hester."
Arya bit her lip in pain, but finally held back the tears in her eyes and whispered, "Thank you, Pastor Bruce, thank you."
Evan watched Alia walk away, and the original look in his eyes also sank. Alia didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it like this, he suddenly remembered that the heroine did have a fiance before. Yes, but everyone who opposes the male protagonist will have no good end, and the fiance is also confused by cannon fodder.
Evan took the sherry in his hand and drank it. I don't know when it started. Everyone agreed that a priest's favorite wine should be sherry. As soon as Evan came in, countless people poured sherry. When it was put into his hands, it was too late for him to refuse.
Evan doesn't drink much, and he really drank too much sherry tonight, and now he's a little dizzy.
At this moment, there was a burst of joyful communication from the door: "Master, Madam, Master John is back, and the Duke is also here."
Mrs. Lawrence almost jumped up from the sofa, and Mr. Lawrence's face flashed with joy. He said loudly, "Guests, please stay where you are." After speaking, he hurriedly walked towards the door with Mrs. Lawrence.
Evan stood in the shadow of a pillar, and the dim light pulled his shadow slender. He looked straight at the direction of the door with a look of interest.
A few minutes later, someone walked in through the courtyard, and the Lawrence and his wife were leading the way. The two of them were now almost beaming, leading the way like the most humble servants.
Duke Wilson followed behind the two of them. He was only twenty-six or seven years old. He was slender and slender. His short black hair was elegant and smooth. His features were handsome and delicate. His light brown eyes were deep and cold. He was wearing haute couture. four-piece dark-pattern suit and a heavy black cashmere coat.
He walked slowly from the gate, but it seemed as if he was standing in the clouds, and everyone had to look up.
All the gentlemen and ladies present bowed and saluted, and Evan was no exception, but his eyes kept staring at the duke, like a hound staring at his prey.
The Duke didn't notice Evan's gaze, he raised his hand gracefully, avoiding people's etiquette, and said warmly: "Gentlemen and ladies, don't disturb your Yaxing because of my arrival, please continue to drink. "
His words seemed to be a spell, breaking the solemn atmosphere. The living room, which was originally quiet like a tomb, suddenly became excited. Many people walked up to chat with the Duke and kissed his fingers.
And this duke was like a truly benevolent nobleman, patiently chatting with the people around him without a trace of impatience.
If Evan hadn't seen his cold eyes, maybe Evan was also deceived by his appearance. It seems that this duke is not only a powerful person, but also a person with deep scheming, no matter who is present, Everyone was deceived by him.
Just as Evan was observing, suddenly the Duke spoke again: "I heard that this banquet is to welcome the new priest, so where is this venerable messenger of the Lord?"
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Evan, Evan felt uncomfortable for a moment, but the next moment he immediately put on a gentle smile, walked slowly to the Duke, nodded slightly and said: "Lord Duke. "
Duke Wilson looked down at Evan, as if he was a little surprised at his age, but he immediately stopped his expression and said with a smile: "Welcome to Delan Lier, I hope you can get real life here. peaceful."
Evan looked at his handsome face and slender and tall figure, and suddenly felt that his decision was the right one. Such a stunner should not be involved with others, he should belong to himself.
"It is my honor to serve God here." Evan's expression was humble and sincere.
Duke Wilson nodded with great satisfaction, and without saying more, he turned to talking about their youngest son John with Mrs. Lawrence next to him.
John is a young man in his twenties who looks three-thirds like his mother, with high cheekbones and thin lips, looking cold and mean. He has just graduated from Cambridge University, and is now a Standing proudly beside Duke Wilson, there was a hint of pride in his eyes.
Evan stood aside and felt a little funny. I wonder if this young man would be able to laugh if he knew his future ending.