Chapter 106 The first letter to Miss Sharon

Chapter 106 The first letter to Miss Sharon

The next day.

When Hasta went downstairs to eat, although Butler Neil behaved as usual, Hasta still found that his expression was a little unnatural.

It seems that what happened last night left a deep impression on him.

After breakfast, Hasta originally wanted to reward himself with a day of relaxation.

But thinking of what Bernadette said some time ago, if he ran into her again when he went out shopping this time, she would keep an eye on him.

As for whether he would meet her, Hasta's consciousness told him that he would.

This is the mutual attraction between fate.

Even if Hasta and Bernadette wanted to avoid each other, they would meet again in the dark.

Unless Bernadette left Backlund, the attraction of fate would be weakened, and as long as they were not too close, they would basically not meet again.

Hasta thought about it and decided not to provoke Bernadette. She was idle and had nothing to do now. If she kept an eye on him, it would be troublesome.

As usual, Hasta went to Gordon Club to exercise for a morning.

Although he has completely digested the Barbarian Potion and the club's effect on him has weakened, he has already paid the money. It would be a big loss to leave the club like this.

Let's come more often while we are still a little enthusiastic.

We had another lunch at the club and took a short break before coming to the law firm.

With the enthusiasm of Lecturer Foren, all the work of the law firm has been put on the right track.

Lecturer Foren can also take a break from his busy schedule and occasionally return to Backlund University to give lectures.

After Hastur asked about the current situation of the law firm, he asked about Professor Wayne's recent situation.

During this period, Hastur did not go to Backlund University. It has been more than half a month since he last saw Professor Wayne.

"The teacher is busy writing a new book."

"What book?"

"On how to formulate laws in the new era."

Lecturer Foren gave Hastur a detailed introduction to the situation.

With the abolition of the previous Corn Law, there was a great shock in the aristocratic circle. Some aristocrats who usually only knew how to enjoy themselves and play have fallen to the point of having to rely on selling real estate to make a living.

Some wealthy merchants smelled the opportunity to be promoted to the new nobility, and spent a lot of money to buy a lot of land, preparing to become nobles.

Recently, the king has discussed with several powerful figures such as Duke Nigan, Prime Minister, and Earl Hall to introduce a bill to purchase titles.

Lords, barons, and viscounts can all be purchased at a clear price.

As long as you can afford enough gold pounds, no matter what your identity is, as long as you are a citizen of the Kingdom of Loen, you can become a noble.

Emerging nobles.

It is said that the king is even preparing to take out a few earl titles and mark their prices.

However, the price is basically above several million gold pounds, and only the top merchants have such strong financial resources.

Professor Wayne and other professors who study law smelled the taste of change from this trend, and agreed to study the laws of the new era together.

If nothing unexpected happens, Professor Wayne may directly participate in the work of revising the laws of the Kingdom of Loen in the future.

After listening, Hasta smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about buying a title?"

Originally, he was just joking, but Lecturer Foren thought for a long time and said, "I have this idea. Although the status of a noble is not as valuable as before, it is a noble after all. No matter how the Kingdom of Loen changes in the future, the noble will always have its own special characteristics."

"How many gold pounds does it cost to buy a lord?"

"In addition to the necessary land, it will cost about 100,000 gold pounds."

"..."

Hasta said nothing more, and looked at Lecturer Foren with a little more curiosity.

100,000 gold pounds, Lecturer Foren is not very old, has he saved up such a rich fortune now?

"Ahem, the teacher said he plans to support me a little."

"How much support?"

"About 30,000 gold pounds."

"..."

Professor Wayne is really rich!

Hasta sighed, and then said seriously, "Since it is the teacher's support, you must not disappoint his expectations."

"???"

Lecturer Foren looked at Hasta puzzled, not understanding the meaning of his words.

"I am also the teacher's student, he should also help me a little."

Hasta blinked, and Lecturer Foren smiled and said: "Yes, I believe that the teacher will not be biased against any student."

"Praise the teacher who upholds the principle of fairness!"

Hasta and Lecturer Foren smiled at each other.

He was just joking, not really wanting to ask Professor Wayne for a sum of money.

The greater the favor, the greater the cause and effect.

He is not so short of money now, and does not want to owe Professor Wayne a favor for this matter.

Besides, he never thought of relying on paying gold pounds to improve his title.

Wouldn't it be better to keep so many gold pounds for yourself to spend slowly?

Let alone 100,000 gold pounds, he didn't even want to pay 10,000 gold pounds.

If it is 1,000 gold pounds, he can consider it.

...

At night.

Hasta sat at the desk, took out paper and pen, and he was going to write a letter to Miss Sharon.

After all, he was given the copper whistle to summon the messenger from the spirit world. If he didn't write a letter, wouldn't it seem like he didn't care about them at all when Miss Sharon and the others came back?

He first gathered his emotions for a while before he started writing.

"Ms. Sharon, I am sitting at my desk right now, enjoying the breeze from the window and writing this letter under the unexpected moonlight.

Long time no see. Everything is fine here. Everything is fine in Backlund except that the sky is still so gray.

I wonder if your trip is going well? Are you in any danger? Is there anything you need help with?

Although I am in Backlund, I can't really help you.

Well, this doesn't mean that my concern for you is false.

Well, I just said that, after all, I don't know what to say for a while."

Hasta paused here, thought about it, and still didn't erase this rather annoying sentence.

It won't look so serious if you say a little joke, after all, this is not the last letter of life and death.

"Recently, I met a woman who claimed to be your friend. She had long chestnut hair, dressed fashionably and had a strong Intis style."

"The first time I met her was in a Lenburg specialty restaurant. I also treated her to a meal. Although it was her initiative, I was still the one who paid."

"The second time we met was in a dessert restaurant. She seemed to have a strong interest in me and even asked if there was any close relationship between you and me."

"Okay, the latter sentence is my own guess. Although she didn't say it clearly, I know that this is what she wanted to express."

Hasta stopped writing here, thought about it, and then continued to write: "I didn't intend to spend a lot of space in a letter to you to describe an unknown woman.

"It's just because this is the only thing I encountered recently that is related to you, so I tried to write it as clearly as possible so that you can understand what happened specifically. "

"I have written almost a page without realizing it... It seems that there is nothing to say. "

"Miss Sharon, you must pay attention to safety. Don't be too stubborn when you encounter something you can't solve. If it's convenient, you can also write to me to discuss it. Sometimes, different people can think about the same thing and come up with different solutions."

"By the way, please say hello to Maric for me, so that he won't complain that I didn't mention him in the letter at all."

"It's a bit late, go to bed early."

Hasta finally wanted to write good night out of habit, but after thinking about it, he changed it to go to bed early.

After checking it carefully twice, he didn't find anything that needed to be modified.

Hasta folded the letter, blew the copper whistle, and sent the letter out.

...

Under the light of the same crimson moon, the messenger who shuttled through the spirit world delivered the letter to its contractor.

Sharon opened the letter and read it slowly.

"Who sent the letter?" Maric came over curiously.

"Your good friend."

"Hasta? When did you give him the copper whistle?"

"Before leaving Backlund. "

Sharon read the letter while calmly answering Maric's questions.

After Sharon finished reading it, Maric asked, "Does the letter mention me?"

"Yes." Sharon's lips curled up slightly.

"He still has some conscience."

Maric didn't try to find out what was in the letter. This was a letter from Hasta to Sharon.

If there was anything important, Sharon would tell him.

"Are you going to write him back?"

"If there is time."

"Is that so? It seems that Hasta won't receive a reply."

"?"

Does she look like someone who can't write a reply?

Sharon glanced at Maric, thought for a while, and then handed the letter to Maric.

"It really only mentioned one sentence!"

Maric clenched the letter tightly, his eyes flashing fiercely, and Sharon felt much happier.