Mystery: But the Witch's Path

Chapter 92 Returning to Backlund

"Not of this era," Altair murmured softly.

She certainly understood what those words meant, because it was something she had done herself. "Copying designs and names from the old days, if you can divine Sequence Two, I'll be impressed."

The way she's acting now is just for show. After all, the factory's official statement is that "I" only hold 5%, making me the smallest shareholder among the aristocratic shareholders.

However, the Fool's title begins with "A Fool who does not belong to this age," uh—good luck.

Adela, observing Altair's expression, whispered, "If possible, the family hopes you'll try to recruit some valuable designers. Of course, if it's truly impossible, there's no need to force it."

"The family has already asked craftsmen to conduct research," and it will take about three more months to fully master the technology.

"Yes, I will do my best." Altair nodded after returning to normal.

After the talks concluded, Mrs. Sharon invited the two women, saying, "To welcome Ms. Adela's arrival, I've organized a special welcome ball tonight. Would you like to join us, sister?"

"It can give you a novel experience and is also beneficial for your future 'role-playing'."

Altair glanced casually and immediately noticed the difference between the two people beside him. Mrs. Sharon seemed to be imagining, longing, relieving stress, and reminiscing, while Adela's mood was very calm, as if Sharon's words were not spoken to her and did not move her in the slightest.

After letting out a sigh, Altair politely declined, saying, "I'd rather not attend the ball; I'm not really interested. I also need to arrange things back in Backlund. It seems I'll be spending this year in a lot of work."

After saying this, Altair stood up, bid farewell to the two men, and prepared to leave Baron Hoy's mansion and return to the Wutong Bie Courtyard.

Mrs. Sharon and Adela rose to see them off. As they reached the door, Adela took out a vial of red reagent and explained, "This is my communication reagent. You should have used it before; I don't need to teach you. Once you've settled things back in Backlund, remember to contact me—"

After receiving the communication reagent, Altair nodded to indicate that she understood. She had been using this kind of thing ever since she met Vivian.

However, unlike discussing serious matters, she and Vivian used the communication reagent to express their longing for each other.

After Altair returned to the Wutong Bie Courtyard by carriage, she saw old Clayton as soon as she entered the villa gate. He was sitting in the villa hall, as if waiting for her, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her return.

Upon approaching, Altair said to old Clayton, "I've just revised our itinerary. We plan to return to Backlund for the New Year this year, while Hahn will stay in Morse for the time being. We'll return to Backlund together early next year when we transport the extraordinary materials."

"In a moment, go and send a telegram to both Earl Rafe Strauss's house and Backlund Manor, indicating my intention to return to Backlund for the New Year."

After explaining these things, Altair did not linger to explain his reasons. Instead, he returned to his room alone and instructed the two maids, Vera and Eileen, to pack their luggage and prepare to leave Tingen.

If it's an act, then she has to play the whole game. If she doesn't return to Backlund and discuss things with the other shareholders, and manages to bring a certain share of weapons to the Witch's Church, she'll definitely be suspected. She can't reveal her true colors yet.

As for the Lunar New Year, I have no relatives or friends here now, so where can I spend it? It's not like I'm celebrating it at all.

After everything was explained and everyone left, Altair recalled the scene at Mrs. Sharon's house. He felt as if he had forgotten something. After receiving the Chick ring, he inexplicably made an oath with Adela.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

After a loud whistle resounded throughout the platform, the jet-black steam locomotive, billowing white smoke and accompanied by clanging and clattering sounds, slowly pulled the steam train into a stop at the Backlund station platform.

Altair, dressed in a glamorous outfit, left quietly through a special VIP passage accompanied by two personal maids.

Altair only left Backlund twice and returned twice, which is indeed not many times. But every time he returned to Backlund, he had the same feeling: his nose was dry, itchy, and he wanted to sneeze.

After walking a few steps, Altair saw Vivian, dressed in a burgundy dress, a dark green wool coat, and a black felt hat, slowly walking towards her with several servants.

"After receiving your telegram yesterday afternoon, I arranged the time according to the schedule, but I still didn't expect the train to arrive ahead of schedule."

While listening to Vivian speak, Altair handed the luggage tag to the servants and told them to go and move the luggage.

Although Altair and his two companions were all extraordinary individuals with greater strength than ordinary people, they were still overwhelmed by the sheer volume of luggage. Moreover, it was not in accordance with the basic standards of this era for noble ladies to carry luggage.

After everyone left, Altair slowly walked up to Vivian and asked, "Why did you come in person? You could have just sent a servant to pick me up. After all, the weather and temperature in Backlund aren't very good today."

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Vivian, standing opposite Altair, rolled her eyes at her after hearing this. She took off her wool coat and draped it over Altair, saying, "You think you know the weather in Backlund is bad? Why don't you wear a thick coat? This isn't Tingen."

While the two were still exchanging pleasantries, the servants had already loaded the luggage onto the carriage and arranged it properly, ready for them to return at any time.

After everyone boarded the carriage, the driver drove it away from Backlund Station. After a long half-hour drive, the carriage finally made it back to Sheffield Manor in Queens.

The street cleaning system during this period was still very primitive, without modern snowplows. Once it snowed, workers had to use shovels to clear the snow, one shovelful at a time, which was a time-consuming and laborious task.

Back at the manor, Altair and Vivian sat in front of the fireplace to warm themselves, drink tea, and chat.

After Altair finished explaining why she had returned, Vivian looked at her with disbelief and said, "The Witch Cult offered two Sequence Four Despair Witch Extraordinary Traits just to win you over?"

"Hmm." Altair, who was still sipping his tea, nodded slightly and echoed.

"Did Adela come to Backlund with you?" Vivian asked.

"No, at least she didn't come with me." After saying that, Altair asked curiously, "You two know each other?"

Vivian shook her head and said solemnly, "I know her, but she doesn't know me. I know this person; she's a Sequence Four Witch of Despair."