"A roommate who wears orange pajamas... It's so enviable to have a friend like that."
The young girl said, subconsciously touching the ruby earring on her right ear. Just at this moment, the waiter came over with the vegetable salad she ordered, and the two stopped talking temporarily.
This is a relatively good restaurant in the dock area. It was noon and there were many people eating there. However, the tables in high-end restaurants were not as densely packed as those in street bars. Shad and Miss Princess chose a corner by the wall. In addition, no one was sitting around the table, so they didn't have to worry about being overheard when they talked.
"By the way, Miss Princess, what do you do in this city?"
Xia De asked. He mentioned his profession just now because it was convenient to ask the other party's identity.
It was obvious that the young girl was of noble birth. This time she did not refuse to answer:
"My side job is as a journalist. I occasionally write some social commentary reports and submit them to newspapers. As for my main job... Mr. Watson, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I am considered a nobleman. My father doesn't agree with me going out to work, so it's okay for you to treat me as an aristocratic girl who does nothing all day and goes to banquets and salons."
This self-introduction was similar to what Xia De had guessed. Seeing that the other party's answer was not too evasive, Xia De tried to ask further:
"Noble? Oh, it seems I really have met an extraordinary person. I wonder who your father is..."
"I can't tell you his specific identity, but as for his occupation... he is a social worker who contributes to public welfare."
“Social work?”
Xia De's understanding of this is that in order to maintain their dignity and status, the petty nobles usually seek a position in the city hall or government departments. The salary does not have to be high, but it must be presentable. There are similar positions in the city government of the kingdom. "Social work" is a relatively low-level job, and you can't just muddle through without doing anything.
Therefore, Xia De speculated that the other party's father should not be of high status.
"This is a very hard job. Has he ever thought about quitting his job and trying to open a factory? In recent decades, it is not uncommon to see news in newspapers about nobles relying on their connections to open factories and then becoming wealthy overnight."
Shad was half testing and half joking, while Miss Princess poked the broccoli with a fork and smiled helplessly:
"Resign? Oh, that's impossible. As far as I know, no one has ever voluntarily resigned from the job my father is in. This is a lifetime position... You may not understand that this kind of work with little salary is arduous and often requires you to work on documents in the study until after nine o'clock in the evening, but it also has high benefits that ordinary people can't imagine. The work content affects many people, and you can't just quit it casually."
"That's unfortunate."
Shad made an expression of sudden realization, sympathizing with Miss Princess's busy father, and then cut the steak in front of him with a knife.
After being promoted to the second ring, his appetite increased a little. But this was normal. The ring sorcerer itself was a system of strength that improved both the body and the spirit, and similar situations would occur when he just upgraded.
After the initial test, Xia De thought that although there were still some doubts about the five-ring female sorceress, she could be basically trusted. In this strange city, it shouldn't go wrong to pay her to be a one-day tour guide.
Besides, he was not afraid of making mistakes, and if there was a problem, he would jump into the sea immediately. Even if the opponent was a fifth-ring warlock, it was impossible for him to swim into the sea after him.
Miss Princess had high requirements for food. She only tried two bites of the vegetable salad and gave up, as if she disliked the vegetables here because they were not fresh. As for drinks, Shade did not order wine but chose to drink soup, while Miss Princess asked for water and quietly complained to Shade about the drinks here:
"Last week night, I sneaked out... ahem, I went out to eat alone and ordered a bottle of 1845 Château Rossel. Mr. Watson, guess what?"
"Was the wine diluted with water?"
Shad guessed.
"Of course not. Diluting wine with water is the lowest form of winemaking. The restaurant used a bottle of cheap third-grade stuff sold in large quantities by Chateau Rossel this year, pretending it was a good wine from 1845."
The glass of water was held between her slender fingers and she shook it slightly, as if it contained wine:
"Mr. Watson, if you're interested in wine tasting, I can take you to a nice place for dinner tonight."
"No, I'm not used to drinking."
Shad shook his head, and Miss Princess didn't insist, as if she had known Shad would say that.
After lunch, Miss Princess decided to accept Shad's employment and use the remaining time of the day to take Shad around Coldwater City.
But since she had to go in and out of those sensitive areas, she couldn't move with her original face. Coincidentally, Miss Princess also needed to find a place to store the bag of books she was holding, so she took Shade back to her residence in the city and planned to help Shade and herself do some simple makeup.
The so-called residence was of course not the house of an aristocratic family, but the house that Miss Princess rented. It was not a single-family apartment, but a relatively simple collective apartment room located on Robin Hood Street in the southern district of Coldwater Harbor.
Robin Hood Street is only a fifteen-minute drive from where the two had dinner. The apartment is more like a mansion, with garlands hanging on the iron fence. Entering the house, the first floor is a wide hall with chairs and card tables for residents to rest and entertain. The center of the second floor is a patio, surrounded by small rental rooms, with 12 rooms on one floor. On the other side of the corridor outside the room is a fence, where you can lie down and look at the first floor.
With a cautious mindset, Shad carefully observed every detail of the apartment when he followed Miss Princess here. This should not be faked to scare people, this is indeed a normal rental apartment, and the other tenants who passed by them had the temperament of urban citizens, which could not be faked no matter how hard they tried.
This was probably just a temporary residence, so the interior of the apartment was very small. Apart from the room that served as both a living room and a bedroom, there was only a small balcony for hanging clothes and an unusually small bathroom.
Although the house did not have a strong atmosphere of life, the mold spots and paintings on the walls, the unwashed teacups on the table, and the dresses swaying in the wind on the balcony all indicated that this place was often used and was indeed Miss Princess's temporary residence, which further dispelled Shad's vigilance.
The young girl hid the book she was holding in the closet, and then asked Shade to sit on a mismatched chair next to the low coffee table. There were old newspapers on the chair, and a few pages of paper scattered on the coffee table. She didn't seem to tidy up the room often:
"Since you are hiring me, it won't be too late for us to negotiate the price before we set off. Mr. Watson, first you need to tell me where I, as your tour guide, need to take you."