Laura's Beautiful Journey

Laura slept from noon when the sun was in the sky to night when the moon was in the sky. When she woke up, she was still covered with a blanket.

Needless to say, the blanket must be the handiwork of the old housekeeper. In fact, with her current physical condition, it is impossible for her to catch a cold just because of a little wind. However, Laura will not comment on the old man's wishes and just accept them silently.

"Miss, dinner is ready, including your favorite fish and chips."

"Okay, come right now!"

After receiving the response, the old butler turned around gracefully and walked back to the restaurant on the first floor. He had to prepare some desserts after the meal.

Laura looked at his back disappearing around the corner, laughing and shaking her head. It was obvious that she had just woken up and made no sound, but the old man seemed to sense it immediately. Could it be that this is Butler Man's exclusive hidden superpower?

Ethan, who had previously lived here, left two months ago. After careful consideration, he accepted the invitation from Cambridge University's School of Biomedical Sciences to teach. He currently lives in a small apartment dedicated to faculty and staff. The environmental conditions were definitely much worse than those at Crawford Manor, but Laura felt that he had taken a small, crucial step in his life again, and it couldn't be better.

The old housekeeper had never dined with them since she could remember. Ever since she changed her mind, she had invited the old man to dine at the same time many times, but she had been sternly rejected every time.

Today, Laura's attempt failed again. Just as she was preparing to dine alone, an uninvited guest landed outside the courtyard at lightning speed.

"Where did this guy come from? He doesn't know what to do!"

The old housekeeper looked through the window and saw an ancient stone brick that was broken due to the man's rough landing and the lawn next to it that was blown to pieces by the wind. He was instantly furious! The dessert plate he was holding in his hand was quickly placed on the dining table, then he grabbed the rifle from the wall and rushed out.

Laura was just about to swallow a mouthful of mushroom soup, but she almost choked when she saw this scene. After reacting, she quickly chased after her.

She could sense that the uninvited guest was Tony Stark, which was why the manor's autonomous defense system did not fight back immediately. However, the old butler suddenly became furious and rushed out. The thing in his hand was no ordinary thing. Even Stark, wearing the Mark armor, would suffer a big loss.

In the courtyard, he was a little dumbfounded for a moment when he saw the well-dressed old butler emerge from the door with a gold-plated and carved antique gun pointed at him.

"Martini-Henri MK2I, this antique thing can still fire and injure people?"

Upon hearing this, the old housekeeper's face became solemn, and his index finger on the trigger immediately pulled the trigger. Laura, who finally arrived at the critical moment, reached out and raised the muzzle of the gun.

"Buzz---bang!"

After the blue electric light flashed, a jet-black super-high-speed projectile missed the shoulder of Tony's armor and shot out, setting off a bright spark in the darkness.

"Hey, hey! I'm Tony Stark, Iron Man! I'm not a bad guy! You have a really bad temper, old man!"

Tony shouted while looking at the power of the blow calculated by Jarvis on the virtual light screen.

The special super-alloy armor-piercing projectiles cannot penetrate the new Mark armor he is wearing, but if it hits important parts such as the head, chest or lower abdomen, the terrifying kinetic energy will definitely be enough to drink him a pot.

"He's Tony Stark, the superhero Iron Man from the newspapers, and he's my friend."

Laura let go of her hand holding the barrel of the gun and explained to the puzzled old housekeeper. After all, the old man had only seen Tony-related reports in newspapers. He had a touch of traditional English gentleman style and couldn't stand the Stark in the newspaper photos.

"The shape is ugly, and the color choice is full of nouveau riche style."

If Laura remembered correctly, this was the old housekeeper's comment on the color photo of the Mark III armor in the newspaper at that time.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Tony Stark, that I didn't treat guests well, but if you want to visit next time, please call and make an appointment in advance. This is a courtesy!"

The old butler put away the gun that appeared to be a gold-plated and engraved collector's edition Martini Henry, but was actually a super individual electromagnetic rifle, and bowed slightly in Tony's direction to apologize.

The old man's tone was obviously normal, but Tony felt something was wrong no matter what he heard. When he came back to his senses and removed the attachment of the armor, he shivered unconsciously due to the breeze blowing by.

"It's really cold here, hehe."

In order to cover up his embarrassment, Stark suppressed this sentence. Laura glanced at the thermometer on the pillar next to her and answered angrily:

"Come on, the outdoor temperature is close to 30 degrees Celsius, you say it's cold? Do you want me to throw a fire for you to warm yourself up here?"

As she spoke, a small golden flame appeared on Laura's right index finger, and then flew up and down with her control, like an extremely agile flame elf.

"No, I can't bear it. By the way, what did you have for dinner? I'm getting hungry just smelling this tempting aroma."

Upon seeing this, Tony quickly changed the topic. He originally came to see Laura for other reasons, but according to the current development of the situation, it was better to take it easy first. It happened that he had not eaten for most of the day.

Because Stark arrived suddenly, the old housekeeper only prepared food for Laura, so he must have made some other meals temporarily to satisfy them.

Laura whispered a few words into the old housekeeper's ear. Although the latter was a little surprised and a little confused after hearing this, he turned around and walked into the kitchen.

"Let's eat something to satisfy our stomach first, the main meal will have to wait a while."

The fish and chips had been almost eliminated by Laura before, and now there were only small desserts on the huge dining table.

The hungry Stark didn't pick and choose. These desserts looked good and tasted good, so he happily ate them one after another, and even choked because he ate them too fast.

Laura, who was sitting opposite, rolled her eyes helplessly, reached out and poured a cup of black tea and handed it to him.

Normally, Tony would have scorned this kind of medicinal English black tea, but he had no choice now, so he quickly took it and took a big sip.

"Damn, my taste system must be broken, I actually think this thing tastes pretty good?"

Tony, who had taken a breath, complained, you know, he has always been a loyal fan of fat house happy water, of course good wine is also OK.

At this time, the old butler pushed the dining cart slowly into the restaurant and placed a covered silver plate in front of Tony. When he reached out and opened the lid, he did not forget to introduce:

"The food specially prepared for you, Starry Sky Pie, please enjoy it."