Nok went downstairs and wandered through the moonlit courtyard.
Tonight is the new moon, and the beauty-loving lady of the new moon has personally laid silver gauze in the courtyard of the monastery.
Let the trees and weeds in the garden dance in the night wind in new clothes.
Nok felt inexplicably happy as he listened to the "rustling" dance sound of the grass and wood elves in his ears.
Miss Qiu has been staying in England for too long. She has harvested a basket of gold, and it is time to prepare to leave.
Otherwise, if Miss Dong comes to work, she will have to be dragged away again. Then the stingy Miss Dong will get anxious and shed tears, and it will be them humans who suffer.
Nok silently calculated his family's savings and felt it was time to prepare winter clothes for his family.
After all, Miss Dong likes to be close to those who are wearing thin clothes, and she always likes to invite these people to her home.
It's still the kind that never comes back, and the enthusiasm is unbearable.
At least Nock said he didn't want the warm treatment.
"Huh? Someone is here to visit so late!"
As soon as he stepped into the front yard, Nok noticed the fluctuation after the magic trap he set on the door was triggered.
Looking up, he saw another mysterious visitor wearing a cloak, now wandering in front of the gate.
It's really a familiar scene.
Why use "and"?
Nok thought unconsciously.
"Good night, this distinguished guest, God bless you for taking the risk of going out at night. This is the priest here, Nok Lane. Is there anything I can do for you?"
Nok walked quickly towards the door and started to enter business mode as he walked.
Do business, Nok is familiar with it!
"ah!"
With a frightened cry, the person who came turned out to be a woman.
Nok became even more curious now.
Seeing the frightened lady taking a few steps back in fear, almost retreating to the street, Nok spoke quickly.
"Sorry, sorry, distinguished lady, I didn't expect to scare you. Are you okay? Please come in and sit down. It's windy outside."
Nok quickly pushed aside an inconspicuous pendant on the door, closed the magic trap, and opened the door.
An invitation was sent to the female guest outside the door.
The female guest outside the door calmed down from her shock after realizing that the person speaking to her was a handsome young man.
Then, looking at the young face illuminated by the crescent moon lady, he became stunned.
The waist-length silver hair exudes the same brilliance as the moonlight, as if it itself is the masterpiece of the Crescent Moon Lady.
It is tied into a ponytail and hung casually on the back, adding a sense of laziness to the young man.
The golden eyes, even the darkness of night cannot conceal their brilliance, they are deep and intoxicating.
Under the strong upturned nose, there is a pair of tempting thick lips, which makes people have the urge to taste it carefully.
Accompanied by a slightly raised arc.
This smile alone is enough to enchant women.
"Madam? This lady?"
Nok seemed unaware of the lethality of his appearance on women. Looking at the dazed female guest, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and wave it in front of her eyes, calling her softly.
"Ah? Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was a little lost in my thoughts."
The female guest, who was intoxicated by Nok's handsome face, felt ashamed of her inability to extricate herself just now.
She was also a well-informed woman who had seen countless men. How could she fall in love with the appearance of the young man in front of her at a glance?
Nok paid no attention to the female guest's gaffe.
Knock, who knew nothing about men and women, was troubled by the thought that there was something wrong with the woman.
Isn't it Nock's job to solve doubts and troubles for believers?
Under Nok's guidance, the two came to the room where Lillian had received Sherlock.
This is the reception room used by the monastery since Father John.
Along the way, the oil lamp in the room was lit with a fire stick. Under the dim light, the female guest took off the cloak on her body, revealing her face.
Her black hair was randomly gathered into a bun by the woman and tied behind her head. A strand of unruly hair hung playfully by her right ear, swaying gently as the woman's head shook.
Under a pair of beautiful wavy eyebrows, there is a pair of black peach blossom eyes, which makes people look confused.
Under the standard British nose shape is a bright "M" red lip.
Coupled with that square face with sharp angles, she is definitely a British beauty.
Judging from her appearance, this beauty is now a lady and no longer a girl.
What a shame.
However, this beauty's face was a little uneasy, and her expression was a little uneasy.
Knock took a few glances at the lady's attire.
The half-sleeved Roroco style lady skirt that was popular half a century ago was made of rare satin and cotton in addition to common linen. (Note 1)
Linen was okay, but silk and satin, a material from the mysterious East, were as expensive as gold.
Generally only supplied to nobles, but of course wealthy businessmen with connections can also buy them.
People who can afford clothes made of this kind of fabric are either rich or noble.
This is a status symbol.
It seems that this lady’s background is not simple.
"Dear Madam, please sit down. Is there anything I can do to help you?"
Nok stood opposite the noble lady, extended his hand to invite her to sit down, and asked her why she came.
After the noble lady sat down, she glanced at Nok with embarrassment and said hesitantly: "Well, I have some trouble and I want to ask the priest here. Could you please ask the priest to come out?"
When Nok heard this, it was obvious that he had not listened to his previous self-introduction.
He had no choice but to smile again and introduce himself to this beautiful lady.
"Oh, beautiful lady, I am the priest here, Nok Lane. If you don't mind, you can call me Nok, or Father Lane."
The noble lady seemed not to have expected that the handsome young man in front of her was actually the priest she was looking for.
Embarrassed, he opened his mouth to apologize: "I'm very sorry, I didn't expect you to be such a respectable priest at such a young age."
Nok waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It's nothing. The misunderstanding was caused because I didn't wear the divine robe. It's not your problem, madam."
After saying that, Nok laughed at himself: "It seems that I am not as famous as I imagined."
Nock really didn't expect that there were people in the British city who didn't know about the rumors about him and the monastery.
After all, this is the only remaining monastery and church in England belonging to the Holy Church.
It seems that in ten years, people have forgotten the former overlord of faith.
When the lady heard Nok's self-deprecation, she quickly flattered Nok with a few polite words, saying that it was because she was ignorant and not because Nok was not good enough.
After casually speaking some polite words, Nok felt that the lady in front of him was no longer nervous, and turned the topic back to business again.
"My beautiful lady, I wonder if I can help you in any way?"
It's not that Knock was unkind, but the bell tower in the distance struck nine times in a row, and there was not much time left before midnight.
For the safety of the noble lady in front of him, it is better to get things done as soon as possible and send her away.
Otherwise, when midnight falls, danger will also fall.
The noble lady obviously just remembered her purpose of coming and quickly expressed her intention.
"Oh, dear priest, it's my fault. Let me introduce myself first. I am Anna Atlow Holmes, the wife of Ford Holmes and the aunt of Sherlock Holmes."
When Nok heard this, the smile on his face suddenly faded, and his gaze towards Anna changed from admiration to vigilance.
Knock said bluntly: "Oh, I wonder why Mrs. Holmes came here at night? Remember, I have already made it clear to young Mr. Sherlock Holmes that we do not welcome people from the Holmes family here. Is that possible? No, Madam is also here to cause trouble for our monastery?"
Anna was shocked by the aggression shown by Nok, and she quickly waved her hands and explained: "Please don't misunderstand me! I'm not here to cause trouble! On the contrary, I'm here to apologize to you, Father, on behalf of my nephew Sherlock!"
After saying that, Anna stood up directly, faced Nok, held up the hem of her skirt, lowered her head, and squatted down deeply.
Knock didn't expect that Mrs. Holmes would apologize to him in such a formal manner, and he was almost blinded by the white headlights in front of him. (see note 1)
"Madam, please get up quickly, I don't dare to do it."
He reached out to avoid hitting the smiling person, regardless of his identity, and asked an elder who was older than him to apologize to him. This made Nok, who always flaunted his integrity, feel panicked.
What's more, the person came to apologize, and the apology was sincere, so what else could Nock be dissatisfied with.
But Anna is very stubborn. She feels that she is here to apologize. How can she get up without being forgiven by the other party?
Therefore, she raised her head and looked at Nok with misty peach blossom eyes.
She opened her red lips lightly and said: "Father Ryan, I am here to apologize to you very sincerely on behalf of my nephew. He is young and ignorant. If he has offended the priest in any way, please forgive him. If there is any punishment, Anna will do it for him." Take it, as long as the priest can forgive Sherlock, I am willing to bear anything!"
Looking at the stubborn lady, Nok had no choice but to bend down and help Anna.
Unexpectedly, Nok bent down and smelled a faint fragrance.
Nok couldn't help but take a deep breath and capture the fragrance into his nostrils.
What kind of smell is this? It smells so good that Nok can't help but want to immerse himself in this fragrance.
"Ah, it smells so good."
The intoxicated Nok couldn't help blurting out.
Nok's words made Anna's face heat up as she saw all this, and she shrank back shyly, avoiding Nok's hands that stretched out to help her.
But she couldn't scold Nok for such abrupt behavior. After all, she could see that Nok made an unintentional mistake.
Fortunately, Nok also noticed the changes in Anna, and then realized that the fragrance he smelled came from Anna.
I don’t know if it’s the powder she used, or...
no! I can't think about it anymore!
Nok shivered suddenly, feeling flustered by his own lapse.
Nok stood up awkwardly and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Ana also stood up: "It doesn't matter, I was wrong too."
The two of them sat down again with embarrassment. For a moment, they were too embarrassed to speak first. They could only look around to eliminate the awkward atmosphere.
[Note 1: Roloco clothing is a European clothing style that was popular in the 18th century. Medieval style often seen in European and American movies and TV dramas. Therefore, the author quoted it as the background of the story in the book, and then the Gothic style and styles such as suits and evening gowns appeared. Roloco clothing is the clothing that the author believes is most suitable for aristocratic ladies in the book. In addition to slimming, it also highlights the hot figure, which is particularly eye-catching. Fitting with the feminine style in the context portrayed in the book. Who can refuse the opportunity to observe and learn about car lights? O(∩_∩)O】
