Chapter 227 Rebecca Out of Control (Ⅰ)

There are no less than a hundred species of elves recorded in the book, including almost all the elves living in the world of Vales, including the "tree elves" and "nick elves" that Joan had personally dealt with.

However, Joann was not completely satisfied with the book. The types of fairies recorded in the book are not comprehensive enough, for example, "Soul Stealer" and "Li Yanan" are not mentioned at all.

Joan had to suspect that the compiler of this dictionary had never heard of the above two rare fairies.

He returned to his desk, turned to the last page of "Vares Monster Illustrated Handbook" (Volume 18), checked the copyright information, and soon found the publishing house's mailing address.

The editorial committee of this set of dictionaries stated in the "Preface" that readers are welcome to check and make up for omissions during the reading process. If they can provide materials that have not been included in the book, the publisher will give a certain reward as a gift.

Joan didn't care much about the symbolic remuneration, but from the perspective of a scholar, he felt obliged to provide the missing items in the book.

He was hesitating whether to write a letter to the publishing house, listing the relevant information of "Soul Stealer" and "Li Yanan", when there was a knock on the door behind him.

"Please come in."

The door of the library opened, Django walked in, bowed to Joan first, and then said: "Master Vida, it's time for dinner, the master invites you to the dining room."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Joan gave up the idea of ​​writing a letter to the publishing house for the time being, hurriedly stuffed the book back on the shelf, and followed Django back to the restaurant in the front yard.

Joan sat down at the table.

As usual, only George Vassar dined with him, and Tobias the butler waited on him.

"Mr. Vasa, is everything going well at the ranch?"

"Not bad, the mare gave birth to twins, and both mule cubs are healthy."

Major Vassar opened his napkin and spoke enthusiastically of his new plan.

"Joan, are you familiar with people from the newspaper office?"

"Leiden Post Office? Sister Miao, Ah Zhi, and Mr. Benny all work there. Do you have anything to ask them?"

"That's right. I recently asked a friend to buy four high-quality breeding donkeys. I plan to advertise in the newspaper, using these breeding donkeys to provide breeding services for mares raised in various farms and ranches in this city."

"Advertising..." Joan looked at Major Vasa curiously, "How much do you charge for breeding?"

"A symbolic charge of two silver coins is enough. Anyway, I don't expect to make money from this business. The main purpose is to promote mules, which are very good animals."

Seeing Major Vassar's smug look, Joan couldn't help laughing to himself.

Mr. Vasa has really devoted himself to the cause of "promoting mules". If his wish can be realized, every household in Alfheim will raise mules in the future. Maybe he can really be recorded as the "Father of Mules" history.

Wait a minute... Isn't the "father of mules" the jackass?

What kind of "good name" is this!

While Joan was snickering, Tobias walked into the dining room with a large tray and carefully placed the tray in the center of the table.

The moment the lid was lifted, the rich aroma of barbecue came to the face.

Tonight's main course is a whole roast goose, coated with honey on the outside, and roasted until golden and oily. Joan couldn't help swallowing his mouth just by looking at it.

Tobias skillfully swung a knife to cut open the roast goose, and a sweet and sour fragrance came to the nostrils—it turned out that the goose belly was stuffed with plums.

After a long time of smoldering in the belly of the goose, the bright red plums are soaked in oil, showing an attractive luster and a candied texture.

Tobias cut a roast goose leg and placed it on the plate in front of Joan along with a large spoonful of plums.

Joan couldn't help but immediately cut off a piece of goose meat, forked it together with the plums, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The roasted goose meat is tender and plump, while the sweet and sour plums dilute the greasy taste and enrich the layers of flavor. The combination is perfect.

After eating a fat goose leg, Joan was basically full. Just about to eat some light salad to relieve the tiredness, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, as if someone was running in the night, followed by a rapid knock on the door.

George Vassar put down his knife and fork, and exchanged a glance with Joan.

There was surprise in the eyes of both of them, and even more ominous premonition arose in Qiao An's heart.

The housekeeper Tobias walked quickly to the door of the restaurant, opened the door and took a look outside, and hurriedly turned his head to report to the host: "It's Mr. Philip Downs, the housekeeper of the Custis family, and I have something urgent to see you."

"Ask Mr. Downes to come in."

George Vassar got up and went to the door.

Out of curiosity, Joan also followed.

Sure enough, standing outside the door was Philip Downs, the butler of the White House Manor. This old man who was an officer and was usually quite rigid and arrogant was full of anxiety at this moment.

"Mr. Vasa, I'm here to ask you for help!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Downs, is Martha in trouble?" Major Vassar asked.

Philip Downs nodded first, and said eagerly: "Actually, Second Miss fell ill, and you know her condition...For safety reasons, the Eldest Miss has to lock up her younger sister, if she doesn't try to get poor Rui Miss Becca calmed down, I'm afraid the whole house will be demolished by her!"

What he said was vague, and outsiders who didn't know the inside story couldn't understand what happened.

Fortunately, Major Vassar knew everything about the Custis family. Joan had also witnessed the terrifying scene of Rebecca Custis's white hair dancing wildly when she lost control of her emotions, so without Philip's need for further explanation, she guessed that Rebecca must have committed an old problem again and couldn't control herself That destructive long hair.

In this case, Rebecca's hair is like a group of raging poisonous snakes, and will attack any creature that tries to approach her indiscriminately, even if the opponent is Rebecca's family members, they will show no mercy, the danger can be imagined.

George Vassar took the coat from Tobias, and at the same time asked Philip Downs: "Why did Rebecca suddenly fall ill?"

"I don't know about it, Mr. Vassar. Today is the weekend. Miss Rebecca went home for vacation as usual. She was fine in the afternoon. During dinner, she quarreled with Miss Martha for some reason, and then became unbearable. Cleaned up...Miss Martha tried to cast a spell to calm her sister down, but unfortunately it didn't work, so she had to send me to ask you for help." Mr. Downs replied worriedly.

"Has Martha told you anything?"

"Miss asked me to ask if you still have the 'Resist Evil' scroll, and if so, bring it to her."

"I see." George Vassar nodded thoughtfully, then turned to look at Joan: "Do you want to visit Rebecca with me, or stay at home and read?"

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