The Cornflower Witch

Book 2: Chapter 216: The Farce at the Party

Vol 2 Chapter 216 The Farce at the Party

Just as everyone thought this gathering would probably pass peacefully and uneventfully, another carriage stopped at the front gate of the estate.

Soon, the carriage door opened. Before the accompanying maid could assist, a young girl hopped down from the carriage. She had light lemon-colored hair and wore a pink-blue short dress. She looked to be only around 15 years old, appearing very youthful and beautiful.

"Is this the Griffin family's place? It really was hard to find."

"Young lady, please mind your demeanor." The old butler who had been driving came over, wanting this girl to behave more properly. Unfortunately, his words went completely unheard by the girl.

"Got it, Grandpa Maher. You wait outside for me. I'll just go in with Puli." Puli was the maid beside her, looking to be in her early twenties, dressed in a conservative, long maid's uniform, with her light golden hair wrapped up in an exquisite white headscarf.

"Sigh..." Before the old butler could object, the girl grabbed the maid's hand and ran excitedly into the mansion.

The servants and maidservants along the way saw this lavishly dressed girl running in. Not daring to directly stop her, they could only have someone follow her while sending another person to notify Eriel.

Arriving at the gathering lawn of the mansion, the girl looked around curiously with her eyes, then walked to the dining table, picked up some snacks to try, and then wandered around looking at things.

Although, due to her young age, her figure wasn't fully developed yet, her exquisite and outstanding appearance was already evident. Coupled with that dress that looked obviously expensive, it made the young people at the gathering not dare to look down on her."Who is she? Haven't seen her before."

"Did you see the dress she's wearing? The base layer is sea blue, covered with a layer of Sea Spun Gauze on the outside, and the top is adorned with many high-quality pearls. This whole outfit probably costs over a hundred gold coins."

"You still didn't look carefully enough. Those blue sandals she's wearing, the leather is definitely refined from some kind of sea beast's hide. The delicate chain with bells on her ankle isn't ordinary either. It's probably a Second Tier Transcendent Artifact that can emit a cool, refreshing aura to avoid the summer heat."

"Wasn't it said that Sea Spun Gauze only arrived recently? Even if someone ordered custom clothes, it couldn't be this fast, right?"

"But her skin is really so fair. I feel like in a few years, even Virelna would be slightly inferior."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Virelna is still over there. She's a Transcendent, her hearing is very sharp."

"Who isn't? What's there to worry about?"

"You simply don't understand. She didn't condense her Aspect relying on external objects, but cultivated and condensed it herself. It's said she's not far from 'Second Tier' now."

"Wow, no wonder she's so proud. She probably doesn't even put Eriel in her eyes."

While a few people were whispering and discussing, that youthful, beautiful girl had already finished several snacks. Right now, she was looking around the scene with her eyes, as if searching for something.

"Hello there, my name is Fiers. May I ask the young lady's name?" A few self-proclaimed handsome young masters walked over to strike up a conversation.

"Hmm, hmm, I know." Unfortunately, the girl didn't pay them much mind, just simply waved her hand, telling them to go away.

Feeling their pride was somewhat wounded, the few were about to get angry when the maid who followed the girl in quickly bowed to apologize.

"My apologies. The young lady is a bit mischievous and doesn't understand your kind intentions." After she said this, the men's pride was somewhat salvaged. Meanwhile, that girl had run off again.

Along the way, boys and girls occasionally tried to talk to her, but this girl mostly ignored them, at most giving simple responses.

"My name is Rosalie. Stop asking, it's so annoying." She waved her hand, then addressed a boy who had just approached.

"Do you know who Eriel is? Where is she?"

"This, my name is..." He didn't have time to introduce himself before being interrupted by the girl.

"I'm asking where Eriel is?" Having no choice, the boy had to answer her question first.

"She's over by the garden. The girl wearing the white dress with gold floral ornament patterns is her."

"Okay." No longer paying attention to the boy, Rosalie walked straight over.

Under the gaze of many people, she crossed over half of the gathering lawn and arrived at the corner of this garden. At this moment, Eriel was covering her mouth with a light laugh, her body trembling slightly. It seemed Wes had just told a pretty good joke.

"Are you Eriel?" A sudden, youthful voice directly cut in.

Just as her relationship with Wes was entering a sweet, intimate state, being suddenly interrupted made Eriel unhappy. She turned her head.

"I am. And who are you?" With a bit of anger in her tone, she forgot polite greetings for the moment.

"Who am I? Of course, I'm the honored guest you invited. You, as the hostess, didn't even know to come greet your guest when they arrived?" Rosalie wasn't someone to swallow insults either. Seeing Eriel's unfriendly tone, she pushed back.

"Honored guest? I don't even know you. Where did you come from?" Seeing many people walking over, Eriel felt her pride was wounded but still stubbornly held on.

"Hmph." Rosalie, however, wasn't in a hurry now. Seeing many people from the gathering coming over, she bent her calf slightly, lightly tapping her shoe tip.

"Puli, tell her how I came to be here." She looked at the maid beside her.

"Yes, young lady." The maid bowed gracefully, then lifted her head to explain.

"The young lady is the daughter of Madam Sarah's younger sister, which means she is the City Lord's niece. Because the City Lord had business today and couldn't come, he gave the invitation to the young lady, letting her come here to play and relax a bit."

The City Lord of 'Quebec' is one of the upper committee members of the Merchant Capital Alliance and also a powerful 'Fourth Tier · Snail Fish' Transcendent. Although he doesn't have any prominent family background, based on his own strength alone, he is a force to be reckoned with. In the 'Quebec' harbor, no one dares to challenge his authority.

At this moment, hearing the introduction, Eriel's face turned pale. She had no idea how to save face. After a few seconds of stiff, hesitant silence, she shifted her gaze to Wes beside her, hoping this 'boyfriend' with whom her relationship was currently intense would help her out of this predicament.

However, by now, Wes had already taken a few steps back. He first straightened his attire, then stepped forward with his best appearance, elegantly bowing with graceful posture.

"Greetings, Miss Rosalie. I am Wes from the Tumbleweed family. I am extremely pleased to make your acquaintance today." At this moment, he showed no trace of his previous frivolous demeanor. If meeting him for the first time, one might really be impressed by his image and family name.

"Hmm, hmm, I know. You and this Eriel are on very good terms, right?" Rosalie looked on with interest.

"I have only known Miss Eriel for a few days, so I don't know her very well yet. We just happened to be talking together earlier. I am quite interested in the flowers and plants here, so I asked her a few questions."

"Oh, flowers and plants, huh." Rosalie wore an amused expression, her clever, mischievous eyes looking them over.

"Actually, I quite like them too. Why don't you come over and tell me about them?"

"Of course, it would be my honor." Wes immediately left Eriel hanging, walking over to Rosalie with a polite, ingratiating smile, telling her the things he had just heard from Eriel.

During the process, Eriel felt the gazes from all around were like mocking her, watching her make a fool of herself. Not a single person came over to mediate or comfort her, leaving her to stand alone in place, enduring the torture of everyone's stares.

Why? On what basis...

She bit her lip, feeling her face burning as if on fire, the corners of her mouth almost seeping blood.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and walked over from the other side of the garden. That rose-red figure passed through the crowd, arriving at the center of everyone's attention, and took Eriel's arm.

"I heard you recently bought a very nice 'Conch Flower.' Could you take me to see it?"

"Ah, yes, okay." Eriel agreed blankly, then, with stiff limbs, gradually left the awkward, humiliating scene, supported by Virelna.