Chapter 576

It's a stroll. In fact, it's also a purposeful stroll.

After learning that the brova family and others had also come to busbarton, makadan even decided to explore each other's reality.

If the steward with a foreign name is knowledgeable, he doesn't mind letting him leave. As long as the other party doesn't get involved in this heritage event, he's not interested in meddling in unnecessary business. As for what Mr. blova will do with the guy afterwards, it has nothing to do with Maka.

When Mrs. Maxim said she could take a walk while she was full, Maka and Fanny stood up.

"Miss brova, you should stay here for the time being!" Maka suddenly paused and whispered with her head sideways. "If you go out, that guy will probably choose to stay in this auditorium all the time. On the contrary, if you stay in the auditorium, the other party will probably leave here to avoid your sight."

Fanny nodded silently when she heard the speech, then turned directly and walked towards Mrs. Maxim.

Maka looked at her leaving figure and waited for a moment. When Fanny began to talk about something with Mrs. maxim, he walked straight to the door of the auditorium.

In fact, he didn't fully see each other's appearance until he passed the steward referred to by Fanny. It was a middle-aged wizard with a slightly fat figure. He looked philistine and shrewd. If he didn't know that he was a manager with a foreign name of the brova family, Maka thought he was a businessman mixed with the secular world.

When he passed each other's position, he also vaguely heard a few whispered conversations between the guy and the two people around him. However, the three spoke fluent French, and Maka couldn't understand it at all.

Just now Marca told Fanny to stay in the auditorium. In fact, she had already informed Fanny of his plan. With the intelligence of the capable steward, he will be able to understand his intention and help him drive the guy out of the auditorium smoothly.

I believe it's not difficult. Maybe Fanny just needs to glance at her direction at will, and the other party will subconsciously understand that she needs to avoid it.

So Marca was not in a hurry. He really took a leisurely walk in the garden before he appeared at the entrance of the auditorium.

Just a dinner, the moon has climbed into the sky, like a silver hook inlaid on the dark sky wall, emitting hazy brilliance. In the garden at night, the colorful flowers and colors of the day are covered with a layer of gloom, and the vitality is being replaced by the sound of insects.

It can be seen that there are still many wizards in the garden at this time. Some of them walked side by side with their companions, mostly a man and a woman; Others sat on the bench and listened to the tinkling of the spring in the middle of the garden. Of course, some wizards are alone like Maka, but most of them look around and try to find a suitable partner.

Far away, Maka also seemed to see the two brothers and sisters of the hornheim family. The big and small backs convinced him that he was right. At the moment, the two men were walking fast on the hillside outside the garden, one in front of the meteor, and the other consciously or unconsciously followed behind.

It seems that most of the brothers and sisters are making trouble again - I hope that Sarah's little sister can stop, at least not playing explosion in public.

Marca smiled and shook her head, then walked to the path on the side of the garden.

This path is not very remarkable in such a large garden. The flowers here seem not to be in season yet, and most of them only have a few buds. So most people don't want to go this way, because there's really nothing to see here at the moment.

But not far from the end of the path, there stands a smooth white stone tablet engraved with some inscriptions, which seems to tell some major historical events of busbarton.

Well, for example, the ancestor of the Teflon family, Duke pike, experienced the reign of terror.

Although the words above Maka are not very clear, he can recognize a word more or less. In particular, the specific age figures engraved on them made him understand what the inscriptions were probably recording.

At this time, Maka stood on the marble base platform under the stone tablet. As soon as she looked back, she could have a panoramic view of the situation in the garden, which was a place with a good view.

Soon, he scanned most of the garden. After discovering that the steward did not come out of the auditorium a little while after he came, he casually leaned against the shadow of the stone tablet and took out a small palm sized book. Then he leaned against the stone tablet and wrote in the little book.

The steward didn't let him wait too long. After a while, the other party really appeared at the door of the auditorium. It can be clearly seen from Maka that after coming out, the guy looked back a little nervously, and then dressed up Su Rong Shi ran and walked to the entrance of the garden.

After glancing at the guy, Maka added a few words to the little book, and then raised her hand. A small piece of paper torn off by him flew over there.

It's easy for the steward to take the initiative according to his ideas. Since the other party's purpose is undoubtedly Nicole LeMay's legacy, he certainly has no reason not to borrow it.

……

The steward of brova fort has actually worked in the industry outside the family for many years. But since his youth, he has always been uneasy. His shrewd mind is rarely used in his work, but he often uses some crooked brains.

For example, this time, someone in the family mentioned him a few words, and he already understood the huge interests hidden in the estate distribution event. In order to gather more jingaron, he did not mind working out a safe and effective plan as in the past, so that he could participate in it.

In his opinion, Mr. brova, the owner of the house, is really stupid. There are so many benefits. Why not put a hand in it? If he were replaced, he would devote himself to this event.

So, with the courage of someone behind him, he was used to sneaking around. It was rare for him to come to such a big meeting. It is conceivable that if this vote can be successful, he will probably never worry about anything in his life.

"Martin, do a good job!"

As he walked in the garden, he whispered again for himself.

To tell the truth, when he found out that busbarton had a home manager, his first reaction was to turn around and run away. Who said the brova family didn't intend to get involved? Didn't they send someone here long ago? You know, the owner of the house didn't just know what to do. The one behind him said the same to him this time.

I didn't know that the owner should——

"... it's right to think about it. Who would give up such a great wealth for no reason?" Martin muttered to himself, "What should I do next? It's impossible for me to leave now, but... It seems that Fanny hasn't found me here yet, but if it goes on like this, it's obviously a matter of time! I think old Martin hasn't lost his hand for half his life, so don't fall into the hands of a little girl on the last ticket today..."

The Martin steward kept talking as he paced. Although his voice was very small, his muttering seemed strange, and even himself soon noticed that it was obviously a very noticeable bad behavior.

Just as he closed his mouth vigilantly, stroked his sparse hair to cover his baldness, and then walked with his head held high.

But just at this time, a small piece of paper with mottled handwriting flew around in mid air, fell in front of him, and accurately stopped at a position within his reach.

Martin stopped at once. Instead of grabbing it, he first frowned slightly and glanced around. Although he didn't make a sound, his heart was very nervous for fear that he would be discovered by the brova family.

"Who?" he thought to himself.

In fact, his sight actually passed by the stone tablet where Maka was located several times, but Maka was now in the shadow that could not be seen by the moonlight. Where could he see it?

After a moment's hesitation, probably because he found that he might be too suspicious, Martin finally reached out to the piece of paper that still remained firmly in the air.

Marca naturally uses English, but he really can't speak French. I'm afraid a few basic words are his limit. Fortunately, as a manager of the brova family, Martin often deals with the bottom people with different origins. Of course, he is also very familiar with English.

He quickly scanned the words on the paper, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"This is a good chance!"

Manager Martin is worried that he may be discovered by the brova family. Now someone has given him an interesting cooperation proposal. To say that he came here, he reached a consensus with a force he secretly makes friends with, but under the current situation, he obviously needs more forces to help him.

Martin has no doubts about "cooperation". Nominally, he is undoubtedly a member of the brova family, even if he is only a manager with a foreign name. There are many forces who want to make friends with him. How can he doubt it?

Martin read the words on the piece of paper carefully again. Then he squeezed it into a small ball and stuffed it into his pocket. After that, he drove straight in the direction of the stone tablet.