Chapter 251: News from jazz

"Thank you for your tolerance. Can I ask you another question before saying goodbye?"
Rebecca stared closely at Adams, his expression seemed to suffer.
"Of course, Miss Castis, for you, I know everything." Adams answered with a smile.
"Do you know my father?"
"Sir Castis is the person I respect the most."
Adams gathered his smile, and rarely showed a solemn look.
"You are willing to let me go with Joan because of my father's sake?"
"Um...it's fine to say that."
Adams touched his chin, vaguely, as if evading a sensitive topic.
"Mr. Adams, you are very familiar with my father, right? Excuse me, when and where did you see my father last time?"
Rebecca's face was eager, and her trembling voice showed that she was too excited to hold herself, so that the "sedation bracelet" activated on its own, releasing a magic halo to appease the emotions in time, to avoid her long hair mutating due to excessive excitement.
Joseph Adams noticed the ripple effect caused by Rebecca's emotional changes. First look at her magic bracelet for a few seconds, after that, her eyes moved to her head and stared at the hair root of the girl until the bright silver color of the hair root faded slowly and turned into a black and bright hair color. From dignified to soft.
"Miss Castis, subject to organizational discipline, I cannot answer your question directly."
"What do you mean by that?" Rebecca was excited again because of her disappointment, and asked angrily: "How does the discipline of the'Son of Freedom' relate to my father's whereabouts?"
"Sorry, this issue is also among the prohibited items."
Joseph Adams smiled apologetically and said calmly:
"Miss Castes, I can only give you a small reminder within my terms of reference-if you want to learn about the more than ten years after Sir Castis left home, come to Midgard . It’s not too late to discuss this topic in detail when you arrive in Midgard City."
"Midgard City..."
Rebecca murmured, seeming to imagine the magic of the strange land thousands of miles away.
Joan frowned slightly as he listened.
In today’s era when transportation is far from convenient, the vast majority of people have never left their place of residence throughout their lives.
The town of Delin and Leiden Port are only a hundred miles apart, and the gap between life style and local customs has been so great that Joan has not yet fully adapted to it. The geographic distance between Port Leiden and Midgard City is ten times greater than the former. Not to mention the great setbacks between the trips, even communications can only rely on cruise ships drifting by sea, as if they are divided into two The different worlds are so far away.
Rebecca, who has never been out of Leiden City since childhood, can really have the courage to embark on a journey to Meadgard? Even if she had this courage, how could Miss Martha rest assured that her sister would go alone.
Just as Joan was worried about Rebecca’s future, Adams came to him with a smile, still holding a letter in his hand.
"Mr. Joan, "Mrs. Wolf" and I will leave Snow Manor tonight, and no accident will cause trouble to the people here in the future. This letter asks you to pass it on to Andrew S. Mr. Connaught, for other things, you and Ms. Castis will not bother you."
Joan took the letter from Adams and held it in his hand.
Adams seemed to see what he was worried about, and said with a smile: "I guarantee with my personality,'The Son of Freedom' will never trouble you again, but then, no one would think that there are too many of his friends, right? You don’t mind making this friend of mine, please take this little souvenir."
Adams spread his hands and held two bone-carved badges on his palm. The badge was engraved with the emblem of the "Son of Freedom Association": a gold-scaled serpent cut into eight segments from beginning to end.
Joan hesitated for a while, and finally accepted the badge and handed one of them to Rebecca.
"I respect your position of not wanting to join the'Children of Freedom', but as long as you show this badge, you can seek help from the members of the "Children of Freedom" and local branches, such as buying magic items, selling obscure antiques, or Inquire about someone's whereabouts."
Adams smiled and made explicit hints.
Rebecca didn’t want to collect the badge, so as not to get entangled with the "Son of Freedom", but after hearing the last sentence of Joseph Adams, he had to change his mind and tighten the small bone badge Hold it in your hand.
"It's not early, it's time to say goodbye."
Adams put the crystal ball, candlestick and chessboard on the table into the storage bag, held the hand of "Mrs. Wolf", and then raised the beam of light under his feet.
"Goodbye, young friends, there will be a future."
Adams smiled and waved at Joan and Rebecca, sending a beam of light to wrap him and "Mrs. Wolf" into the sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Watching the two leave, Joan's tense nerves finally relaxed, holding Rebecca's hand and saying, "We should go back too."
Rebecca nodded and walked with him to the cellar exit. He hung his head down along the way, silently thinking about his thoughts.
It wasn't until the two walked out of the cellar and returned to the soft, moonlit garden that Rebecca threw a happy moment and looked up at Joan with apologetic eyes.
"You have worked hard today, but unfortunately you end up in a hurry and blame me..."
"It doesn't matter if you don't make money. You can leave Snow Manor alive tonight. It's worth our thanks to the gods for your protection." Qiao An said with emotion and sigh of relief.
Before leaving Snow Manor, Joan and Rebecca had a disagreement on how to dispose of the letter that Joseph Adamsto transmitted.
Joan did not want to continue to intervene in this storm involving political struggles, and proposed to hand over the letter to the Snow family’s housekeeper and ask him to forward it to Andrew Snow; Rebecca insisted on handing over the letter to the customs chief. .
She insisted on doing this. First, she was worried that the letter might be lost after the housekeeper changed hands, contrary to Adams’s request. Secondly, she wanted to know the contents of the letter. By the way, she would observe how Andrew Snow would react after reading the letter. .
Joanne admires her attitude of strictly fulfilling her promise, but she can't understand why she has to engage in the game between the customs director and the smuggling group.
He couldn't see how fun it was for Rebecca, an outsider.
Rebecca did not explain this. Joanne can only think of her as the father's whereabouts, trying to dig out more news about Sir Castis through the clue "Son of Freedom".
Joan had no intention of arguing with Rebecca. Since she was not in trouble, she insisted on returning to the city to deliver the letter herself. All she could do was to accompany her to the end.
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