In the Queen's District, inside
This should have been time for piano practice, but Audrey still sat at her dressing table, envisioning how to leaf through and memorize Roselle's diary that evening.
Suddenly, her surroundings became hazy, and boundless grayish-white mist surged out.
In the center of that gray fog, the figure of "The Fool" sat high, listening to a man whose blurry face couldn't be seen clearly as he prayed:
"...I beseech a certain amount of help;"
"I pray for someone to help me get in touch with that bookmark tucked inside Roselle's creative manuscript;"
...
How does Mr. Fool know that today I will go on a tour of the Roselle memorial exhibition after closing and have a chance to touch some things... Audrey listened blankly, and though surprised, she didn't think it strange:
Given Mr. Fool's rank and ability, mastering such a small matter would be very easy!
As for exactly how he mastered it, ordinary beyonders need not understand.
Audrey was about to respond when she heard Mr. Fool speak in a low, calm voice:
"You can choose to accept this commission, or not accept it."
Uh... Audrey paused for two seconds, then said:
"Esteemed Mr. Fool, I can give it a try, but I can't guarantee success."
She wasn't really interested in the reward, which was only 500 pounds at the minimum. The reason she accepted this task was out of curiosity about what was so special about that bookmark left by Emperor Roselle, that Mr. Fool's blessed paid so much attention to it, even offering an unlimited price.
Anyway, I was already planning to look through Roselle's diary today, so I might as well do this too... Audrey thought to herself.
The "Fool" Klein in the gray fog nodded slightly and replied with one word:
"Good."
When the illusion completely disappeared, Audrey turned her gaze to the dressing mirror and pretended to scrutinize herself seriously.
Feeling both nervous and excited, she began to plan her evening actions:
"I must not be detected as abnormal."
"If Mr. Fool's blessed takes any action afterward, I must not become the prime suspect."
"Just touching that bookmark would definitely not work. If it goes missing, all eyes would be on me."
"Hmm... So, I have to show the same interest and demeanor toward all items, not let others know that my main target is that bookmark. The whole process must be gentle, not abrupt, and in line with reason and logic."
"How can I cause a small, unnoticeable damage?"
"It's just a bookmark..."
Audrey's unfocused eyes swept over the various objects on the dressing table, suddenly stopping at the open jewelry box, stopping at a pair of gemstone earrings decorated with fine needles.
She curled her lips slightly, her brows arched, and said as if talking to herself:
"Plus Suzie's help, that should be enough..."
...
At six in the evening,
The Kingdom Museum had sent off the last batch of ordinary visitors and welcomed a visiting group of high-status figures, including the daughter of an earl, the child of a duke, and a young viscount.
Knowing that some of these noble children were often troublemakers, Max Livermore, the captain of the "Mechanical Heart" West District team responsible for guarding the commemorative exhibition, had to disguise himself as a security guard and stay close to prevent incidents.
His hair combed back neatly, wearing a monocle, he looked gentle and scholarly like a university professor.
That monocle was actually a
Of course, this Sealed Artifact also had a notable downside: it easily attracted vengeful spirits, shadows, and other monsters to the vicinity, and long-term wear would irreversibly reduce eyesight.
"In Backlund's gloom, she is like the bright sun..." At that moment, Max was admiring the blonde, blue-eyed girl beside him.
Audrey looked with great interest at the toilet inlaid with gold leaf and engraved with complex patterns, and asked the docent next to her:
"Is this the first flush toilet in the modern sense?"
"Yes, I personally consider this one of Emperor Roselle's great contributions to human civilization. Along with its accompanying sewer system, it changed the situation in
Audrey considered and asked again:
"May I touch it?"
"Does it still work normally?"
Viscount Grelint laughed from the side:
"Why are you so curious about this? No matter how old it is, it's still just a toilet."
The other children of the nobility, who were on good terms with them, burst out laughing.
"No, Grelint, you don't understand. This is the radiance of human civilization." Audrey responded with a light smile, making an expression of vomiting in her mind.
If it weren't to complete the commission of Mr. Fool's blessed, I wouldn't want to do this either... She sighed helplessly.
The docent agreed: