Miss Sylvia also noticed Shade's intention, and the witch smiled casually. Although Miss Carina and Shade had met earlier, it was obvious that the witch of the thirteenth seat in the parliament had caught Shade's mind at once:
"You can think about it first and give me the results before the delegation leaves."
Although we can still contact them after the delegation leaves, we should let them go at this time but give them a specific deadline so that Xia De can pay more attention to them.
"this... ... "
Xia De didn't want to refuse, but he felt that if he cooperated like this, he would actually be taking advantage of the witch. Although Miss Sylvia was relatively not very rich, the money she invested this time was worth six figures in gold pounds. Xia De's savings were only a fraction of that, and the "valuable advice" the witch mentioned was worthless to Xia De.
"I'll think about it."
Xia De nodded cautiously, thinking of the recent chat with Miss Pavlo, and asked again:
"Miss Sylvia, do you know anything about synthetic fibers?"
The witch looked at him curiously, and Shade explained the difference between "artificial fiber" and "biological fiber".
Of course, the main purpose of talking about this with Miss Pavo last Friday was to prevent her from talking to him about deeper topics, but this time it was to elicit ideas, so Shad did not mention topics such as "the transparency and elasticity of clothes".
"It sounds interesting. If it's not toxic, the artificial fibers you mentioned do have potential for use. The problem is, although ring sorcerers know a little bit about chemistry, how do they make them specifically? At least I've never heard of anyone successfully synthesizing filaments that can be used for weaving clothes."
Miss Sylvia said.
"It's probably a reaction between coal tar, water and air... Oh, sorry, I just came up with an idea."
Xia De shook his head. After all, he was not a professional. Even if he had heard of "nylon", he couldn't reproduce it:
"I'll think about the investment again. Thank you for your invitation."
Miss Sylvia nodded, and at this moment the maid outside the door pushed the door open and told Shad that Princess Margaret's tea party was over and the princess was seeing off the ladies who were leaving at the door of the mansion, so Shad also stood up and said goodbye to Miss Sylvia.
"Coal tar, water and air?"
The witch held the teacup and gestured in the air with her left hand:
"If the viscous filaments... ... are in a molten state and rely on tension... ... they can be solved with a pinhole syringe... ... ... If this really works, it can be said to be a groundbreaking invention."
She sat up straighter, thinking maybe she could give it a try.
On the other side, Shad had already met Princess Margaret. Of course, the servants would not tell the princess that Shad had been with Miss Sylvia just now. The princess thought that Shad had been waiting in the lounge for more than an hour, so she was very sorry.
Of course, she did not forget to express her gratitude for what happened last night. Yesterday, Resia was able to rely on Dorothy to know that Shad was not in danger, and even spent the whole night to check it herself, but Princess Margaret did not know whether Shad had any sequelae because of the stone statue.
"Of course I'm fine."
Xia De said with a smile. The princess with long light golden hair pursed her lips. She had countless questions in her mind about the handsome knight in front of her, but she was too embarrassed to ask.
Although he only had four rings, the ring warlock in front of him seemed to have the same power as her teacher. She still remembered that Shade hugged the terrible relic from behind last night, and also remembered the bright silver shock wave under the moonlight, which dispersed the huge black dragon in the sky. Of course, she also remembered that after everything was over, as the bard played and sang, the red butterflies filled the snowy night sky.
When the church conducted a large-scale investigation afterwards, they certainly did not mention the title of "God Summoner", but this did not prevent the princess from knowing how powerful the evil spirit from the Third Age was.
Seeing Xia De again at this time, she really had a lot of questions to ask, but when the words came to her lips, they turned into another embarrassing question:
"What is your relationship with Princess Leisia Cavendish?"
Xia De also pursed his lips:
"She is mine... I am her lover."
If he refused to admit this relationship, Shad would think he was a shameless person. Besides, he was sure that Princess Margaret would not talk about it.
"I see..."
The princess nodded, feeling a little embarrassed, so she changed the subject:
"Mr. Hamilton...Shade, is there something you want to talk to me about?"
Xia De noticed the change in her address, but didn't say much:
"I want to know about Sir Kings Prisher's itinerary in the last few days. No, I don't want to know where he went, I want to know what public events he attended."
Princess Margaret hesitated, then folded her hands elegantly on her skirt:
"No problem. I'll have someone sort out the jazz's schedule for the next week and send it to you later. If he attends certain banquets, I'll give you an anonymous invitation."
Shade smiled:
"That's better, oh, your highness. I can assure you that I mean no harm to the lord."
He just wanted the doctor to see what Jazz really wanted.
Xia De then asked:
"So, Your Highness, is there anything you need my help with?"
Xia De was just being polite, but unexpectedly the princess hesitated again, and then nodded:
"There is indeed one thing that is not convenient for others to help investigate. If it is convenient, can you help me find someone? Find another person."
"Looking for someone again?"
Xia De muttered something in his heart, but still nodded:
"no problem."
Since he was sure he couldn't find the "sorceress who lived in Saint Teresa's Square", he would help the second person find her no matter what:
"What are you looking for?"
"She used to be a maid of mine, but eight years ago she was forced to leave me due to an accident and then disappeared in a fire."
The smile on her face was very forced:
"I still have her photo here. I'll have someone get it right away."
After instructing her personal maid, she said to Xia De with a forced smile:
"In the autumn of 1845, not long after she was forced to quit her job as a maid, her house in Willendal caught fire. For eight years, I thought she was dead. To be honest, her resignation had a lot to do with me. But not long ago in Tobesk, I seemed to see her in the carriage window. I'm not sure, so I want to ask you to investigate."
Shade had heard of this story (Chapter 863), to be exact, it was the story of "The Princess and the Maid, the Cabbage and the Spy". In order to "retaliate" against Princess Margaret for taking up her date time, Leicia asked Shade to deliver a note at the farewell dinner in Huntington City.
"You don't have to get close to her, just confirm whether it's the wrong person I'm seeing, that's enough."
The maid brought a yellowed black-and-white photo, a group photo of a young Margaret of Anjou sitting on a swing in the summer garden, next to her were several maids in uniform.
Seeing that Xia De was staring at her in the photo, the princess pressed her face with her fingers inconspicuously:
"She's the second one from the left, Joya Nicklaus."
She gave the photo to Shade:
"Take this photo and go look for it. If you can't find it, remember to return it to me. I can reimburse all the expenses during the investigation."
"No problem, Your Highness."
Xia De nodded, but doubts arose in his mind.
For these transferred spies, MI6 would mostly arrange for them to live in remote cities or even the countryside. Even if MI6 still offered them jobs, it would be absolutely impossible for them to be seen by Princess Margaret, unless Director Anros was really so confused that he had forgotten everything in the past.
It was not difficult for Shad to find Miss "Joa Niklaus". He could just ask Miss Carina, who had told Resia about this three years ago. The witch must have the answer. The problem was that he suspected that Miss Joa Niklaus's reappearance was also a plan of MI6.
The plan was to lure out the Grey Eagle that had left the note and sabotaged the bomb attack last week.
"Did you find the person who left the note last week?"
Thinking of this, Xia De suddenly asked a question. Princess Margaret looked at him in surprise, then shook her head slightly:
"Oh, you remember that. No, we didn't find the good man. I mean, neither we nor your police found him."
Xia De nodded slowly. He felt as if he had accidentally gotten into some trouble again.
Princess Margaret kept Shad talking for a while, and when Shad left Canary Manor, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
Luvia asked Shade to have dinner with her tonight, but Shade did not go home immediately, but went to Old John's pawnshop first. The alchemical crossbow that he ordered at a high price of more than 100 pounds (Chapter 1004) should have been completed. Only when he got the weapon would he have the confidence to deal with the next series of events.
The heavy snow that had lasted for a day had not stopped yet, which resulted in the pawn shop having no customers even though it was already afternoon.
The small crossbow had already been made, and because Shade had paid a high price for it, Old John even specially put it in a very delicate-looking box:
"I won't ask you what you want to use it to launch, but I must remind you that if it is a magic or relic that requires the use of a special bow and crossbow to function, no matter how good the materials I use are, it will be damaged soon."
"I'm going to use it to fire a relic arrow. As long as I can guarantee it will fire once, that's enough."
Xia De looked at the small crossbow carefully. Compared with the bow and arrow, the crossbow was easier to use for an amateur like him.
"The relic arrow is missing? That's amazing. Is it the sneak attacker? The arrow of knowledge of Aikenora? The invisible arrow of the wind king? The shining of the stars? It can't be a chaos fragment, right?"
Old John asked casually as he flipped through the newspaper, which was still reporting on the follow-up to last week's attack on Princess Margaret, which had been the hottest news in recent days.