Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 7 Meet

  The bustling crowds at the train station are the tip of the iceberg of the bustling iceberg in this dizzying city. Just standing there, Verak could faintly feel the undercurrent of the city.

   "Let's go, the car has been arranged outside." Fletcher patted Veraker on the back with one hand, and gently pushed him forward.

   "What about them?" Verak turned his head to look behind as he stepped forward.

Fletcher lowered his hat slightly: "You have to remember that from now on you are Thomas Chris. Those two, at least on the surface, no longer have any contact with you. It doesn't make sense for them to travel with you now, So I will put them in a safe place first."

   "...Okay." Verac knew that he still didn't have the ability to keep Nord and Dempsey by his side, so he could only follow Fletcher's arrangement.

   After leaving the station, they came to a black car under the leadership of a bodyguard. Although Laizein is already extremely prosperous, looking around, there are still not many cars on the street, and the mainstream is still horse-drawn carriages.

   "Get in the car." Fletcher opened the rear door for Verac.

  Since arriving in Leizein, Fletcher has obviously become more attentive. Because in this city, Verac is Chris and Fletcher is the butler. The status they showed to others was not the same. If Fletcher maintained a polite and contemptuous attitude towards Verak, it might cause unnecessary trouble.

   After Veraker entered, Fletcher sat beside him and closed the car door. After the accompanying bodyguard sat in the co-pilot seat, the car started and drove towards one side.

"This car is really good. I only saw a few sporadic ones in the urban area of ​​Tsward City, but those are obviously not as good as this one." Before rebirth, Verak could even drive it, not to mention sitting in this car It's all smooth, but at this moment, under Fletcher's gaze mixed with expectation and contempt, he still has to pretend to be very novel, his eyes dance around in the car, and his hands can't help stroking the car body.

   "Hehe." Sure enough, after saying this, Fletcher let out a disdainful laugh, "In the future, you will see more things that you have never heard of."

  Verak glanced at the car window: "I'm looking forward to it."

   "Don't think about things so far away, Mr. Carmine should already be waiting, right?" Fletcher said.

  The driver in the driver's seat said "hmm": "Mr. Carmine, Mrs. Meera, Miss Kellerman, and Miss Julia have been waiting for a long time."

   "Miss Kellerman and Miss Julia are the eldest daughter and second daughter of Mr. Carmine and Mrs. Meera." After listening, Fletcher explained the relationship to Verac.

   "I know this, I saw it in the brochure." Verac nodded, "Mr. Carmine and Mrs. Mela have three children, namely Kellerman, Chris, and Julia."

  Fletcher showed a satisfied expression: "Very good. Mr. Carmine should be satisfied with you."

  Verak didn't answer, his attention was attracted by a group of carriages passing by outside. There are long ladders behind the front carriages, and the rear carriages carry huge water tanks. Wherever they passed, pedestrians gave way one after another, freeing up a spacious aisle.

"It's the fire brigade, there should be a fire somewhere." Fletcher said, and then introduced some famous scenic spots in order to pass the boring time on the road. "There is a famous arch bridge over there, which spans the Mona River .Continuing to the north, there are Clayton Gardens, People's Square, Monse Palace..."

   After a while, the car drove into a mansion area.

"Hundreds of years ago, this was the Royal Plaza, and later it was converted into an aristocratic mansion area. We are almost there, and I will see Mr. Carmine later, so pay attention to your attitude and wording. Although you are pretending to be Chris, you Always remember, you're not real Chris."

   "Understood." Verac said.

   "Arranging your clothes again." In Fletcher's mind, even if Veraker put on this expensive and eye-catching outfit, he was still a lowly provincial poor boy. So it wasn't that Verak's current attire was untidy and unseemly, but his consistent way of thinking made him feel a little awkward.

   "Understood." Verac didn't have any fluctuations, and after responding unhurriedly, he tidied up his collar symbolically.

  The car entered the mansion area and finally stopped in front of a luxurious mansion.

  Verak knew that this was where the Carmine family lived. This kind of architecture that perfectly combines classical and contemporary styles from the outside is very popular with the nobles of Laizein.

Before getting out of the car, Fletcher made a final warning: "Even in the mansion, many people don't know your identity. I think you understand this kind of thing. The less people know, the better. So after entering , in addition to meeting Mr. Carmine's family and me in private, you have to maintain Chris's image in front of anyone else."

   "Understood." Two short words still popped out of Verak's mouth.

   "Okay, get out of the car, Master Chris." Fletcher got out of the car first and opened the door for Veraker.

  Verak, who was sitting in the car, looked at the 'luxurious palace' through the open door, and what caught his eyes was a cloud of turbidity.

  Pausing for two seconds, Verac got out of the car, and led by Fletcher, all the way from the gate of the mansion to the spacious living room.

  The living room is based on classical literary style, with exquisite design, luxury and comfort.

  Elegant decorations on the walls, a wide range of collections, intricate and exquisite carpets, brilliant crystal chandeliers, gorgeous sofas...all of which demonstrate the nobility of the Thomas family. However, after living here for two months, Verac still can't tell what kind of wood is used for those expensive-looking wooden furniture, and what is the artistic value of these objects.

  Everything was incompatible with Verak, but after he stepped into this place again with an unprecedented mood, he silently vowed in his heart that he would also live comfortably in this kind of place in the future.

   "Sir, Madam." Fletcher bowed slightly, saluting Carmine and Meera.

In the huge living room, on the sofa facing the door, Carmine in a white shirt and a brown vest and Meera in a high-waisted skirt were sitting. Kellerman and Julia were sitting on both sides. Both also wore long dresses similar to Meera's.

  Fletcher said: "This Moster Willak from the slums of Tswald City, Joseph County, is the substitute of Master Chris we found during this trip."

   After Fletcher finished speaking, Carmine didn't speak either, and the silence in the living room was terrifyingly oppressive.

  Verak didn't want to arouse Carmine's dislike, so he didn't choose to meet his eyes. Instead, like Fletcher, he bowed and saluted, as humble as possible: "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Carmine."

  (end of this chapter)