She Is Not a Witch

Chapter 43 Golden Honey Plum Fruit Wine

"Welcome beautiful Miss Lacey."

Earl Howard clapped his hands lightly while walking down the stairs. This was the first time tonight that he took the initiative to greet the guests. Before, it was usually the guests who took the initiative to say hello to him.

The originally lively hall became quiet and noisy. The volume of everyone's conversations suddenly dropped, and they began to discuss with each other in low voices.

"Who is that girl?" several ladies asked each other in low voices.

"So beautiful, indescribably beautiful..."

"Which family does this belong to, and why have I never heard of it before?"

"It seems to be a chamber of commerce lady who recently arrived in the imperial capital."

"A businessman's daughter? How can she have such a temperament? It doesn't seem like it." A lady wearing a lace veil shook her head.

"That chamber of commerce has a background of forest elves. The elves' concept of time is different from ours. Maybe they are influenced by the elves."

"That makes sense. It does have the natural and flawless charm of a forest elf."

"Did she just come out of the emerald forest? She looks like a fairy in the forest." From time to time, there were low-pitched exclamations in the hall.

"Huh, maybe this one also has elf blood, just like the direct daughter of the Landsworth family."

"There are always many beauties among forest elves."

"Wow, the profile of that profile is so perfect. I really want to find a pen to draw this scene!" An aristocratic man who loves art looked excited.

"No, my right hand is as hot as fire, and it is shouting for me to seize this dreamy moment." He rubbed his fingers eagerly, trying to draw something.

"Maybe you should ask the servants on the side to prepare canvas and paint for you immediately, haha." The friend on the side chuckled, but his eyes did not leave the girl who was approaching in the hall.

"It's so perfect." He was also a little intoxicated.

Lorraine Hill raised his head slightly, nodded and saluted Earl Howard on the stairs, and then felt countless eyes focused on him. The eyes were as if they were real, which made the girl feel quite uncomfortable.

No matter how many times I see this kind of scene, I still feel a little concerned and unaccustomed to it. The girl thought secretly in her heart, filtered out other irrelevant people in her eyes, and tried to think of other things in her mind to divert her attention away from these sights.

When her footsteps moved to the middle of the hall, a waiter came forward and said, "Dear Miss Lacey, please go this way."

He gestured sideways, clearing a path for the girl in the crowd.

Lorraine Hill looked forward and saw Earl Howard walking slowly towards him.

Then the excitement in the hall returned to its previous state, and groups of spinning and dancing figures began to appear on the dance floor. However, compared to before, 90% of the topics in the hall now began to revolve around this mysterious girl who had just appeared, and people's curious desire for knowledge was burning like a blazing fire.

"Nice to meet Miss Lacey."

Although Howard has a higher status, this time he took the initiative to bend down in a very gentlemanly manner and seemed to want to kiss the hand.

Unfortunately, Lorraine Hill pretended to deflect his gaze to avoid the other party's intention. He lightly lifted the hem of his skirt with two hands wearing white silk gloves, and resolved this invisible embarrassment with a return gift.

"Good evening, Mr. Howard. It's an honor to attend your banquet." This girl in a rose dress has meticulous etiquette, just like a classical aristocratic daughter.

Lorraine Hill learned a lot of knowledge from Trinasha, which naturally included the etiquette and customs of the True Red Empire and the Mercury Dynasty. Now the empire is just inheriting things from the past.

Seeing this scene, Howard's eyes changed slightly, and then he asked the girl to sit down with a smile, and the two began to chat briefly.

As Earl Howard, who is good at socializing, he did not ask some sensitive questions at the beginning. Instead, he slowly started chatting about small things such as the climate of the imperial capital and whether he was used to living, etc., and then exchanged information about food preferences and interests in which flavors he had. .

In this way, slowly, the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

Pa pa, Howard clapped his palms lightly, praised with a smile, and then asked the waiter on the side to bring the wine over during the conversation.

"I don't know what flavor Miss Lacey prefers. The things I have here are quite complete. As long as you ask for it, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Then let's have a cup of Golden Honey Plum Bar." Originally, Lorraine Hill wanted to order juice, but considering that everyone in the hall was drinking all kinds of alcohol, he didn't want to go too far, so he changed it to light fruit wine. .

"It turns out that Miss Lacey also likes the golden honey plum flavor. What a coincidence. In fact, my wife also likes it very much. She asks friends from Cuibi Province in the south of the empire to prepare several barrels of newly brewed fruit wine for her every year."

"Although golden honey plums are also produced in several manors near the imperial capital, the taste is never as sweet as the unique sweetness in the south when spring and midsummer alternate. I wonder which month does Miss Lacey like the ripe golden honey plums?"

"It's probably the golden honey plums from June 9th to June 15th. This time period is when they are fresh and delicious." The girl blinked her eyes lightly and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

There are not many production areas of Golden Honey Plum in the Western Continent, at least in the two counties in the southern part of the empire, and they seem to be available from June to August, but in fact, only those who really pay attention know the best batch among them. Only a few days in June. Later, the taste will change due to ripeness, rainfall and other reasons.

Except for the particularly picky nobles, ordinary people would not be particularly concerned about such things.

While the two were talking, the attendant also brought two glasses of fine wine and placed the bright yellow and transparent fruit wine in front of the girl.

"Please also ask Miss Lacey

Taste it to see if it tastes to your liking, haha. "Howard picked up the glass of purple wine he wanted, rippling slightly in the palm of his hand, then raised his beard and signaled with a smile.

This Miss Lacey does seem to be extraordinary, and she should not be that kind of fake. This kind of conversation and knowledge are really beyond the reach of ordinary people. He commented and thought secretly in his heart. It seemed like an ordinary exchange just now, but he was actually constantly analyzing the girl's origins and preferences to see if they were consistent with what she said.

Although Howard's own extraordinary strength is average and he has no other special talents, his vision and knowledge are not bad due to his many years of communication and experience in the upper class society of the empire.

Miss Lacey was that rare beauty who had both beauty and reason, which made him happy and disappointed.

Fortunately, after seeing countless hypocritical girls in the aristocratic circle who want to squeeze into the upper class with shoddy goods, such a refreshing existence suddenly appeared. What's disappointing is that such a rational beauty may not be easily shaken by her own power, and her appearance will also attract more powerful competitors.

Sure enough, while the two were chatting at the small table next to the dance floor, several aristocratic young people who couldn't hold themselves back finally walked over together. Their own title and strength may not be as good as that of Earl Howard, but the family behind them is not bad either, and they are also handsome and youthful that Earl Howard cannot match.

"May I ask you to dance, my beautiful lady."

A young man with blond hair slicked back spoke a voice that sounded like an opera aria, and invited the girl sitting at the table in a standard posture. Behind him, several 'good brothers' were also eager to give it a try, and they all seemed to have the same plan.

After he finished speaking, countless eyes in the audience peeked over, countless young hearts began to become nervous and hesitant, and many voices began to make secret bets on who could dance with this girl tonight.

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