Operation Red Book

Near noon, the sun shone in the sky like a dazzling golden fireball.

After ten o'clock, the temperature rose sharply and people who could not bear the heat changed into light clothes.

There was a heated and tense atmosphere in McMillan Manor, and people were busy at their respective posts.

In the middle of the bustle was Dorian, who sat in the sunny reception room with a grim expression.

Three servants stood side by side in front of him, all with the same impatient look.

"Master Dorian, the gardener is here. He said there is nothing he can do. The fallen rosebed cannot be raised up."

"Master Dorian, the doctor is here. He said that the lady is fine overall, but her waist and legs have different degrees of muscle strain."

"Master Dorian, the chefs are here and they have prepared all kinds of dishes, but the servants failed to restrain Master Andrew and now the kitchen is exploding."

The servants reported all sorts of emergencies in the manor at once. Putting them together, the scene could only be described as tragic. Dorian had a splitting headache after hearing it.

It happened so suddenly that he was a little breathless.

"What is the current situation? Please be more detailed and specific. Don't worry about my feelings." Dorian closed his eyes, his voice full of fatigue.

"Although the rose bush that was crushed was not big, our manor is designed symmetrically, which has a certain impact on the guests' senses."

"Madam can still lead a normal life, but the doctor advises her to rest more and not stand for too long. After all, Madam is the protagonist of the banquet, and she hopes to still be able to attend the banquet this afternoon."

"The kitchen is unusable and the chefs are trying to salvage their dishes, but it looks like at least half of them have been blown up."

"Even worse..." Dorian sighed heavily again and shook his head helplessly.

"Master, the lady is ill in bed, and Lord Andrew is frightened. Now all matters in the manor are up to you to arrange."

The head butler had a bitter face and bowed respectfully beside Dorian.

"First of all, there is the wife's mood, then there is the lunch arrangement, and finally there is the birthday party in the afternoon. You know, things have come to this point, and we can't just cancel it."

Dorian frowned and covered his face with his hands. The bright sunlight was particularly dazzling at this time.

He had never thought that human affairs could be so troublesome. In the past, he was alone and did not have to bear so many responsibilities or obligations.

He can be a raging wind, a galloping wolf, an owl soaring in the sky, or a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.

There is no creature more troublesome than humans. They are obsessed with rules and principles every day, have no knowledge of magic, and are arrogant and look down on the creatures of nature at every turn...

Oh, right, magic! Dorian suddenly realized that he had been living with humans for too long and almost forgot his identity as a demon.

As long as he snaps his fingers, a building comparable to the Louvre can rise from the ground in an instant; if he shows his fangs, even the god of death dare not compete with him for souls face to face; if he clapped his hands, gourmet banquets from all over the world could appear out of thin air, and he would not have to worry so much like he does now.

"Cough cough..."

A sudden cough sounded beside him, bringing him back to reality.

Dorian quickly retracted his eyes, which were gradually turning red, and waved his hands unnaturally to cover his sharp and longer nails.

"Ahem... It's not a big problem. There is still a way." Ivy glanced at Dorian, her eyes full of confidence.

"You still have something to say? It's all the fault of that oriental man you brought with you. He suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and he jumped directly from the horse's back, and the horse was frightened!" Dorian said with dissatisfaction, pulling the corner of his mouth.

"He had important business to attend to and had to leave. He was very decent. Before leaving, he even performed Chinese Kung Fu for his wife. That's Qinggong. Do the British understand it?" Ivy retorted.

"Besides! Didn't the lady quickly subdue the horse? When she returned, she said that she had become younger again. It was she who took the initiative to go out on horseback again."

"What... Was it Madam's fault that the horse suddenly rushed towards the rose bed?"

"The madam tried to jump over the fence on horseback, but after she jumped over, the horse became out of control. I saw it clearly!" Ivy was a little angry.

"It was Madam who led the charge towards the rose garden. Wasn't she the one holding the reins? If she didn't find a buffer quickly to stop, would she have rushed straight towards you and the mansion?"

"Everything is Madam's fault. Don't you have any fault at all?"

Seeing Dorian gritting his teeth, Ivy was furious. She straightened her back and her tone became higher and higher:

"What do you mean? I've tolerated you for so long! This is totally unreasonable! I'll beat you to death!"

She suddenly went mad and started to scratch Dorian's face with her long nails.

"Stop her! Protect the young master!"

The head butler suddenly panicked and gave an order, and all the servants rushed forward and grabbed Ivy and Dorian who were wrestling with each other.

"Ms. Ivy, Ms. Ivy, calm down!"

A servant grasped Ivy's hands, which were clutching Dorian's hair.

"Master, he didn't mean it, he was just too anxious!"

Another servant grabbed Ivy by the waist and tried to pull her off Dorian.

"Asshole Dorian! You were the one who asked me to help you, and you were the one who called me a troublemaker. You said all the good and bad things to me! Is this how you apologize? We are not done yet!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I apologize on behalf of the young master!"

"I won't listen!"

"Mr. Wuuuu! Just relent and apologize! I can't hold Miss Ivy back any longer, wuuuuuu!"

The manor was still busy, but there were more busy places.