It seems to make sense.

No. Is this right?

The previous education conflicted with the status quo, and Audrey almost gave up thinking.

She seemed to have become two people, and they had a heated debate with Baron Gramil as the object of argument. One accepted the new idea and said, "If Baron Gramil hires fewer people, he might be able to make some money through investment."

"The other one gave an "aristocratic" answer and retorted, "But this is what nobles should be like? We are all like this. Baron Gramiel is already very unaristocratic. If he no longer abides by the rules of the aristocracy, then he

Why are you still a noble?"

Audrey frowned suddenly.

"Audrey, how many more people do you think I can save while you are talking to me?"

But at this moment, Richard suddenly asked such an irrelevant question.

"How many people do you think were attacked in Backlund in these few minutes? How many people could have been lucky enough to meet me, but now they can't? - Of course, this is not entirely your responsibility,

After all, I am speaking to you voluntarily."

Audrey was startled and immediately covered her mouth with her hands.

It was too difficult to hear clear and coherent reasons for hating nobles. Of course she knew that many people were malicious to nobles just because nobles were richer. This reason could not convince her. She expected to hear some more real and straightforward reasons.

, but fear such a conversation.

"This is called a waste of resources, miss."

Richard shrugged:

"Just like the resources that are wasted on you and turned into jewelry, clothes, perfume, shoes and handbags, if you keep them with you, they lose their value. I don't do anything here. Outside

Everyone will just let nature take its course."

"I'm sorry, sir, I..." She wanted to end the communication immediately, but Richard stopped her again with actions.

"It doesn't matter, miss. In fact, I don't care at all how many people die here."

The Angel of Temperance begins to fully express his virtues of temperance and patience:

"I actually have a lot of things to tell you, but if I want you to understand these I have to give at least a two-hour lecture first, so I don't want to say a word. But I have a relatively simple suggestion, maybe you can quickly

Realize that your family's wealth actually has nothing to do with your family, and it has nothing to do with you. I don't know if you are willing, Miss Audrey, I will be your puppet substitute for free, and then you can leave here with me."

Audrey was a little surprised: "Where to go?"

"I came to Backlund on a business trip and will return to the Southern Continent soon. Are you interested in working as a nurse in my institution and providing some hospice care to the patients? Or serving plates in restaurants in the Southern Continent and going out on the streets?

Sweeping the floor is a very relaxing job.”

Richard looked at her and asked in the same relaxed tone as when he rescued her:

"Do you have the guts to try it?"

Going to the Southern Continent?

Audrey could not help but feel curious about the unknown world.

"What kind of place is the Southern Continent...?" Although Alfred wrote so many letters, Audrey never left Loen in her eighteen years of life, most of the time.

Traveling only between the capital and the fiefdoms of East Chester County.

"The Southern Continent is a very beautiful and terrifying place."

Richard smiled: "When you come to the Southern Continent now, you can see living corpses driving cars, skeletons farming, you can see members of the Rose School going crazy while counting the time of their madness, you can see wars, and you can see

In a peaceful world, you can see people who want to live independently and freely, and you can also see people who just muddle along and only care about their own lives."

Audrey was a little moved. Although the jobs that the gentleman mentioned, such as "carrying dishes, sweeping floors, and working as a caregiver," made her subconsciously feel some fear and rejection, she knew that these rejections actually came from the education she received - "

shameful".

Nobles should not work, it is the people who work.

Even if nobles want to participate in work, they must be elegant, relaxed, and able to become a social benchmark.

These jobs are not decent, not elegant, and are not suitable for noble ladies.

"I...I might be able to."

Audrey knew that the other party was trying to divert her attention, and she was happy to let go of the questions that she couldn't think of answers to: "I often do psychotherapy for friends. Maybe, I might be very suitable...listen to patients."

What people think…”

If the other party is willing to guarantee her life safety, that's great. Even if not, with the strength of Sequence 6 and Susie, she can barely protect herself in the Southern Continent. If she just works in the hospital, she shouldn't encounter too big a problem.

Danger.

"This job is not that relaxing."

Richard joked: "If you come, I will give you a salary, but your salary will definitely not be worthy of the pressure that everything you see will put on you. Well, after all, the funds of our cult are still very tight.

The hospital is quite shabby and there are occasional fights."

"It doesn't matter, I will try to adjust myself..." If I really can't accept it, I will also change my job. Audrey thought about it and said, "I want to see more..."

She was a little excited about the unknown world, but at this moment, a series of rapid footsteps came, accompanied by a soft and crying voice of a woman, "Audrey!" appeared from behind Audrey, as if

A strong hand pulled her back to reality from her unknown fantasy.

"Ah, mom...!"

While demurely wiping her tears with a handkerchief, the beautiful Countess walked over and gently hugged Audrey, who was looking gray in comparison. Audrey carefully retracted her feet to prevent her mother from looking at her.

to her broken heel.

"My dear, you must be frightened."

Mrs. Caitlin shed tears, kissed her little daughter's face, and kept comforting her: "It's okay, it's okay, my dear, let's go home. We don't want to come to such a dangerous place alone again."

"No, I didn't..."

Upon hearing these words, Audrey quickly resisted, but she was led away by her mother before she could refute. She quickly looked at Richard, only to see a figure walking forward quickly, standing between her and him.

While coaxing her, Mrs. Caitlin pulled Audrey up who was trying to speak, and led her into the airtight crowd of Beyonder bodyguards, towards the steam train in the distance. Audrey saw Archbishop Anthony

He stood in the carriage of the train and looked behind her warily.

"This train is really noisy."

Mrs. Caitlin complained to Audrey in a low voice: "The space is very small and there are no cushions. It's impossible to sit down."

"It's a pity that carriages can't come here. The roads here are almost completely destroyed..."

While whispering, she took her daughter, who kept looking back, onto the steam train and sat not far from Archbishop Anthony.

Richard watched Audrey go away without surprise. He looked at the pile of jewelry that Audrey left on the seat, and then looked at Earl Hall who had the courage to step forward for his daughter. He wanted to express

The meaning is self-evident.

"Long time no see, Mr. Ernst, thank you for saving my little girl."

Earl Hall was a little nervous. He had just learned that this person was not a saint, but an angel with a weird temper. Even Archbishop St. Anthony did not dare to approach rashly in this situation because he was not sure.

the other party’s position.

"To express my gratitude...do you think how many thank-you gifts should I prepare?"

Richard pursed his lips towards Audrey: "How much is she worth?"

Earl Hall's breathing paused for a moment, but he relaxed obviously: "The little girl is worth four hundred thousand pounds."

"...That's it. Collect it within a week and transfer it to the bearer account."

He yawned: "I saved your daughter for money, but your daughter escaped from there with others first, and then met me. You should first praise her for being able to lead others alive until I went to save her."

."

After Richard said this, he bent down, picked up his suitcase, walked through the crowd, and left.

No fun, he thought.

When I walked out of the subway station, the bombing was over. I saw a clear blue sky with no clouds above the ruins.

TBC

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It is worth mentioning that the nobles advocate "not working" and look down upon labor work. The nobles should do nothing and accept support and be noble. Even if the nobles participate in labor, they should be looked down upon. So I don't understand why the squid would put "squid" in the article.

One of the manifestations of "the high status of female followers of the night" is that noble women can participate in some jobs.
Chapter completed!