Chapter 862 Abnormal Weather

After putting down the 1,000-pound check, Xifa exchanged a few words with Audrey, then took his leave and left.

Firstly, because Miss Justice is a spectator, Xifa is worried that if he stays too long, she will be aware of his identity.

Secondly, he still had to go to a banquet, so it was really inconvenient to stay for too long.

Seeing that he was leaving, Audrey let that Ms. Lovisa see him off.

When she was the only one left in the office, Audrey looked at the check on the table and murmured, "That gentleman's reaction is a bit strange."

"The gaffe just now does look very similar to some men I have come into contact with before, and it will reveal a moment of fascination."

"But the look in his eyes just now is obviously not intoxicated. It has a feeling of 'Why is she here'."

"This gentleman knows me?"

After finishing speaking, Audrey couldn't help but laugh.

Although she didn't often go to the social scene of the kingdom, anyone who stepped into the high society of the kingdom would probably know that there was a Miss Audrey in Earl Hall's family.

Even if you haven't seen it, you've heard of it.

And it's normal to be surprised that Miss Audrey would actually be a director of a small 'student fund'.

Audrey Shi found a reasonable explanation for the young general's gaffe just now, and without thinking about other aspects, she picked up the check with a sweet smile.

"This general donated 1,000 pounds to Black Palm Street just after he returned to the Loen Kingdom. This is to assimilate into the high society of the kingdom as soon as possible, right?"

If it was a year ago, Audrey would definitely feel that this general is caring.

She doesn't deny it now, but she will see it more clearly.

If you just want to donate money, as this general, you can definitely donate to those larger charitable funds.

The reason for choosing the 'Loen Scholarship Fund' should be that they have done some research and know that although this foundation is small in scale, there are churches and many nobles participating.

In terms of strength and prospects, the 'Luen Scholarship Fund' is no worse than other charitable organizations.

It's just that it's just getting started.

And this is more in line with the needs of a man who has just been promoted and needs to show himself on stage.

After all, other charitable organizations are well established and have many members.

The general sacrificed to them, but the icing on the cake, 1,000 pounds may only make a splash with them, but it will be forgotten soon.

"I heard that this general is not a resident of Backlund. He should have a good steward for being able to understand the situation of our 'Foundation' in such a short period of time."

After Audrey completed the registration and put the check in the safe, she stretched and looked out the window: "It's getting late, I have to go home early, otherwise Mom and Dad will be worried."

It was already late at night when we returned to Xingyue Manor.

Xifa walked into the bedroom, feeling a little tired. He smiled and said, "Entertainments in the upper class are really exhausting. If you are not energetic enough, it will be difficult to cope with so many banquets and dances."

Xifa felt it. At this moment, his intuition suddenly moved, and then he heard a knock on the door.

However, the knock on the door was not real enough, as if it came from far away.

"Please come in."

Xifa said in a deep voice, however, nothing came in.

Only one letter floated out of the bedroom door and onto the floor.

Xifa shrugged his shoulders, and with a thought, the clothes on his body 'boiled' for a while, and a piece of black mucus flowed down, transforming into a Kardashian in a long black dress on the ground.

The projection moved to the door, picked up the envelope, and handed it to Sifa.

Xifa looked at the envelope, which was signed by 'Oswald'.

With renewed energy, he opened the envelope and took out the letter from it.

Unfold it, Xifa read it.

‘Duke, my friend, I am glad to hear from you.

You should know how precious a friend is to an old man.

Thank you for not forgetting me, an old man.

I have received your letter and read it carefully.

You are looking for information on the 'weather goblin', for which I have consulted many books and visited many friends.

It's a pity that there is no news you want no matter which channel it is.

A friend of mine who studies extraordinary creatures claims that the creature you're talking about is probably extinct.

Even if it still exists, it will never be found anywhere in the North and South Continents.

This is really a very old creature, its history can be traced back to the second era, well, at least the second era.

Recently, however, I received an interesting piece of news.

In a remote town in Jianhai County, there has been unusual weather recently.

We have investigators going to the area but have lost contact.

We are going to Jianhai County tomorrow for a field investigation. If you are interested, you can come with us.

We will depart tomorrow by airship, the time is 9:00 a.m., the address is.’

After reading this letter, Xifa was aroused with great interest.

He immediately wrote a reply, telling Oswald that he would arrive at the assembly point on time tomorrow.

After asking Kardashian to leave the letter by the door, Cifer blew on the metal piccolo to summon Oswald's headless messenger.

The butler-like courier still didn't dare to step in the door. He was very afraid of Kardashian, the 'gatekeeper', and quickly stretched out his hands from the door to take the letter and left.

On Tuesday morning, Sifa came to the place appointed by Oswald alone.

He restored the 'Duke' attire, made himself look like an adventurer, and put on a long-lost mask.

The meeting point was a private airport, where a square was paved with rammed earth, and a flying ship painted with dark red and dark black paint was parked there.

As soon as Xifa appeared, an elderly gentleman greeted him with a big laugh.

"How long has it been since we saw each other, Duke?"

The old man's face was flushed, and there were not many wrinkles on his face.

He was well-dressed, with his suit and trousers ironed to create straight lines.

He has a gold sleeve stud on his cuff, which has the image of 'a hand holding a goblet'.

This pattern also appeared on that airship.

This is the logo of the Antiquities Conservation Society.

"If I remember correctly, we met once, Mr. Oswald." Sifer responded with a chuckle in the mask.

"Really?" Oswald patted Sifer's arm, "I should have forgotten."

"Surely you'd forgive a forgetful old man, wouldn't you?"

"Come on, let's go, everyone is here."

Following Oswald, Sifer walked towards the airship.

This huge ship was tens of meters long, with an alloy skeleton spreading and interlacing, supporting the airtight and waterproof fabric with airbags.

There are also machine gun ports, bomb ports and artillery ports below.

"You are already the director of operations, but today another team is in charge of the investigation, and you and I are just going to join in the fun."

Oswald raised his eyebrows: "However, if you walk away occasionally, I don't think anyone will bother."

After speaking, he winked his eyes at Sifa.