"Dear brother." Lidia, who had just come out of Eve's room, curled her lips, gave an impatient expression and turned around, so she was not expressing 'dear' at all and just wanted to miss it, "It's already very late. , Let’s talk about something tomorrow, you don’t want my Flanders (husband) to wait for me for too long.”
Smith stared at his sister, trying to drive away a certain scene, "Well, I should continue to let him stay in the guest room!"
It seemed that Flanders' identity as Smith's brother-in-law was still accepted, otherwise he would not have left the guest room.
"Forget it, brother." Lidia turned back and smiled at her brother, "Then if you find me sneaking into the guest room, wouldn't you be more embarrassed? Haha, we are not teenagers anymore. It’s better not to do such childish things.”
Smith's face began to look like he was constipated, "Lidya! Don't provoke me! If it weren't for my persuasion, my father and mother would never accept you as my husband..." It seemed that this was an unchangeable fact, and Smith still didn't want to Say it to confirm.
"As I said when I came back." Lidia was still smiling, and she was already walking towards her bedroom in the corridor with the night light on, "I don't need to care whether you accept it or not, Flanders is my husband. , this is a fact, you can’t change it.”
Smith had a sullen face, took a deep breath and shook his head, giving up on continuing the topic. "You have a letter." He took out a folded envelope from his pocket, "In the afternoon..."
"Letter?" Lidia turned around in confusion and looked at the object handed out by Smith, "For me?"
Smith opened the envelope, a little impatiently, "The recipient is addressed to you." He pointed at the handwriting on the envelope and frowned, "The sender did not write. But the postmark is from the South District..."
was interrupted, and at the same time the letter had been taken by Lidia. She only glanced at it and raised her eyebrows, "It arrived in the afternoon, why did you give it to me now?" It was a question.
Smith also frowned and looked at his sister. "Because I just came back now. Have you forgotten that our family does not accept mail? All letters with the address of the manor will be delivered to me." This is stating the fact that the owner of a top-level family in the West District can even use the postal system. Ignore the facts.
Lidia tilted her head and had no intention of responding. She checked the integrity of the envelope and said, "Thank you for passing it on." There was no sign of it being opened.
"Who sent it?" Smith stared at Lidia and turned around, asking.
"I don't know." Lidia raised her hand, "Isn't there no sender written here?"
"Do you know anyone in the South District?" Smith did not give up, even though his sister had moved further and further away.
"Maybe. I may know someone I met before, who knows."
"I don't like this, Lidia. If someone writes to you, I hope the person writing the letter dares to write their name on the envelope!" Smith stared at his sister's back and emphasized, "I don't like to see My sister is dating anyone who is unknown!"
Lidia stopped and turned to look at Smith indifferently. "Unidentified. Brother, aren't you saying that the letter is correct? You investigated Flanders' background. Right?"
Smith pursed his lips and did not answer. This was his default.
Lidia shook her head, waved her hands, turned back and continued walking to the bedroom, ignoring Smith.
"Tsk!" A tut of annoyance and annoyance came from the corridor. Smith sighed on the spot and turned to leave. Let’s just ignore Master Smith. After all, this is a fantasy story. Who wants to watch the grudges between wealthy families? To see vampires, see Rimmer!
Lidia leaned against the door that had just been closed. He glanced at the ugly man Flanders who had already passed by, and raised the torn envelope in his hand, "Letter from Alpha. Benjamin Grande."
Flanders had already moved closer to his bark-like face, looking at the unfolded letter. At the same time, he raised his hand. A butterfly appeared out of thin air and stopped on his fingertips. Eve's voice came out, "Read it. What does Alpha want?”
Lidia closed the letter again and looked at the butterfly on Flanders' finger, "Eve, this won't work. I don't care what kind of Alpha he is, but he can't send me a letter like this. I can't guarantee that my brother won't read it. .”
The butterfly flapped its wings lightly. After a while, Eve's voice came out. She must have thought about it, "Then I will find a way to establish a way for us to communicate."
Lidia shook her head. Eve said she would think of a solution, so what else could she say? She re-opened the envelope and the first sentence was, "Alpha's handwriting is so ugly." This was probably a joke, after all, Lidia was very fond of Benjamin. She didn't have a good impression either. In the only time they met, she could only watch Eve trying to please the other person and failed (the daycare trip to Port Marsa).
But it doesn't matter, Lidia's teasing towards Benjamin soon turned into real dislike, because the letter said-
I thought you, Rimmer, could achieve anything if you entered the Smith family with such confidence. It seems that I have overestimated you. So far, except for illusions and Valmina, I really haven't found anything noteworthy about you, Rimmer, who is a member of the Secret Alliance.
Sorry, I made a mistake. The Secret Alliance has abandoned you. I shouldn't mention your pain, but I have to admit that the Secret Alliance is gone and only the Sabbat is left. Hey, I have lost more than half of my racial enemies. I am very happy. So, I don’t feel very sorry either…
"I hate this alpha."
"I'll do it, Lidya." Flanders took the letter thoughtfully.
Wait, did I just mention Valmina. It seems that I still have to apologize. You seem to only have half of Valmina's share. As the lord of Barton, how could I make such a low-level mistake? I am very fair, and the responsibility that should be placed on you will naturally be placed on you. It's only half of the responsibility, haha, I'll ignore it generously.
Flanders frowned and glanced at Butterfly, "I don't like this Alpha either."
"Do I need to come and read the letter in person?" Butterfly made such a sound.
Flanders glanced at Lidia, shook his head, and continued.
Okay, I'm done being polite. Time to express my disappointment.
Flanders pursed his lips and moved his neck. The sound of Carrara represented this ugly man with a face like tree bark, and his bones were as dry as dry branches.
I think when Eve you show me sincerity. I didn't understand it wrong. You want to take over Liszt, right? Can I ask about your progress? Oh, I know the progress, zero. If you think hanging around in a daycare for a bunch of kids is progress. Then I should put you down a notch again.
Want to refute? To counter this, did you know that Smith and Boysen had a conversation. Yes, Boysen, Eve, I hope you haven't forgotten the name.
Flanders glanced at the butterfly, then at the frowning Lidia, and continued with a frown,
When I kindly told you this name, I wanted you to... forget it. Hope that seems harsh to you. I just want to tell the facts now, and you can make up your own mind. Boyson is with Quinn, and it seems that he controls a group of male sirens, and recently intercepted the West End banquet catering business. The conversation between Smith and Boyson took place at one of Quinn's charity dinners...
Flanders changed his tone and looked at Lidia, "Dinquet? We have been here for so long and have not attended any dinner."
"Of course not." Lidia frowned. "Do you think my brother is staying in the office when he comes home so late every day?" Lidia seemed a little irritated, "And you should know too. All the news in this family is in the hands of my brother. If he doesn't inform us, we won't be informed at all. It’s impossible to know.”
"Is Alpha right?" Butterfly also joined in, "We are wasting time in the nursery and it will not help the receiver Smith at all..."
"Eve!" Lidia interrupted, "We have a plan. Remember, we need to show up, show up to the point where people in the West End can't ignore it! And then accumulate capital that can be traded by my brother!" Recall, this plan is exactly Lidia proposed. Taking advantage of Eve's apparent age, her stepmother had reason to take Eve everywhere, waiting for people to contact her. "At least we are familiar with the children in the West District. You have also seen the achievements of the nursery. These children It's also good for us not to be 'kids' in the West End. Stick to our plan, Eve, trust me."
Butterfly was quiet for a while, "Okay. Go ahead, Flanders."
Whether it is starting to take over the banquet supply business in the West District, or contacting you, oh, Smith, it is obvious that Boysen is planning something in the West District, do you want to watch it
I hope not, so I'll tell you what happens next. A few days ago, Siren killed a man from Fisher Manor, the driver of Fisher's son Cody...
"Wait a minute." The butterfly made a sound, flapping its wings and pointing its tentacles in the direction of Lidia. "We know this. Cody suddenly left the nursery today and was taken back to the West District by Fisher. Isn't it because of this? .”
Lidia frowned, "Yes, but I asked Fisher and found out that this man, apparently named Long, was not killed, but accidentally drowned in the Charles River."
"Go on, Flanders." Butterfly... I'm sorry, Butterfly's expression is indescribable.
I allow you to doubt what I tell you, and I allow you to question Alice, but Yuehua and Baiyingsuke don't mind, so I don't know. Don't be surprised, Long's funeral was handed over to Grande...
was interrupted, "What is our relationship with the black witches of Salem?" Lidia looked at Butterfly. At the nursery's commendation press conference, she also saw the conversation between Eve and Yuehua Baiying. These were all old stories from when the Secret Alliance was still in the Federation, and Lidia couldn't relate to them.
"Count them as friends. They are powerful wizards born in this land. We, Rimel, are foreign magicians. When the Secret Alliance is still safe, we will have some communication and exchange knowledge." The expression cannot be described, but the tone, Okay, the words conveyed by the butterfly were a little irritated, and maybe he thought of something bad, "Toledo, Toledo, helped the black witch take root in Salem, and then acted as a middleman to set up a line for our communication. .”
"Well, we need to worry about those two black witches and Tori Do. Eve, we hate Tori Do, right?" Lidia pursed her lips in a tone of needing confirmation.
"Yes... no, uh, yes! I hate Toledo, a specific one." The butterfly flapped its wings, "Flanders, stop! I can feel you..."
Flanders glanced at Lidia and conveyed a look that you know, "I didn't say anything." (When Rimmel first appeared, Eve talked about hating Toledo, Flanders said Circus.)
Lidia twitched her lips, she had no idea what Flanders's eyes meant. Because Lidia has no experience with Rimel's history in the Secret Alliance, she has no feelings about the relationship between the thirteen clans.
"Not to mention these, since Yuehua and Baiying are with Alpha, there is no need to worry about them going to find that Toledo! Flanders, continue."
For some obvious reasons - the Kraken can't enter the South and North Districts, and won't come in front of me to bother me... If you don't even know this, just pretend I didn't say it. And Boysen and Siren are in the West End, where you are, haha, under your eyes, doing this kind of thing to the people around you (I'm talking about Cody). I, I decided to leave this matter alone and leave it to you. Hope, I still won’t retaliate. above.
Flanders put away the letter and looked at the butterfly on his fingertips, "Eve? What are we going to do?"
It was quiet for a while.
Flanders pursed his lips, "Eve, are you thinking?"
"I'm here! Don't disturb me!"
Flanders shrugged at Lidia, and the two of them looked at the butterfly and slowly flapped its wings.
"We have to do something." Lidia said, "If what this Alpha said is true, I'm not talking about Cody's driver, I'm talking about Boyson's contact with my brother. We have to find a way. Know what he's up to."
Flanders nodded, "I have been keeping an eye on Bishop Manor for such a long time. The evil spirit has always been peaceful and Toledo rarely appears. Only the Charismatic Demon is barely keeping the manor running. I don't think there is any need to continue. It’s not worth wasting time there, and I can’t stimulate evil spirits and beauties to obtain information about Toledo, Eve. Really, Eve, it’s time to give me a new job... "
"You've all thought it through, haven't you?" Butterfly's tone was actually a bit sarcastic.
"Eve!" Lidia actually used a coquettish tone, "This is an opportunity. If the Siren is really controlled by Boysen as Alpha said, the matter of Driver Cody can be our breakthrough. This It does not affect our current plans."
"Yeah." Then immediately, the butterfly shattered.
kindness? Lidia and Flanders looked at each other, what do you mean. Forget it, let’s ask again tomorrow. (.)