Personality V: I will save everything

"Are you sure?"

It was really unexpected that after finally coming back, Jack and Natasha would have to step into that world again.

That's right, after coaxing Stellan and Inara, Jack and Natasha actually wanted to step into that world again.

“We hate the noise, but it is undeniable that the people in the noise are still our family.”

Everyone in the hustle and bustle hates the hustle and bustle equally, but it is undeniable that no matter how much they hate that place, the people there are still their family.

"And me, Lord of the manor, please send me there too." Muro also asked to go to another world. Valletta and Mike were there, and he couldn't leave them behind.

"Well... okay." Now that things have come to this, if I don't agree, it seems like I'm in the wrong, but...

Remember the brooches that everyone in the manor had? They allowed them to freely enter the manor and the outside world. Now I've added another one that allows them to freely go back and forth between the two worlds.

why?

Because I'm too lazy to send and receive batches of them back and forth. (|3[▓▓]

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"That's the way it is."

But fortunately, although the owner of the manor found a way to allow them to travel back and forth between the two worlds, the number of people who came this time was not many, only four in total.

Maybe someone noticed something was wrong. Joke, Natasha, and finally Muro, aren't there only three people in total? Who is the fourth person?

Grace smiled and waved to everyone.

"Wow, Grace! It's been a long time!" Jose Baden shouted excitedly with a smile of surprise on his face. He and Grace rarely meet each other on weekdays, but even so, the friendship between them is still quite deep.

However, after this brief greeting, Jose Badem's sharp eyes instantly caught a subtle change in Grace - the necklace she was wearing seemed to be a little wrong.

"Grace, what's wrong with your necklace?" Jose Baden couldn't help but blurt out, his voice full of confusion and concern. He looked closely and found that the familiar blue necklace on Grace's neck now had a strange shape.

You know, when the owner of the manor carefully crafted this necklace, he referred to the world-famous "Heart of the Ocean" in "Titanic".

According to the design, the dazzling sapphire on top of Grace's necklace should have been a perfect heart shape, but at this moment, it was no longer complete, half of it was missing, and the entire shape had become unrecognizable.

Facing Jose Baden's eager questioning, Grace was silent for a moment, then slowly took out the other half of the necklace from her pocket. At this time, all the mysteries were finally solved: it turned out that Grace split her beloved necklace into two, and the reason for doing so was to give it to the fisherwoman in this world.

Perhaps, in Grace's heart, the meaning of this gift far exceeds the value of the necklace itself...

This necklace is like a bright star, shining with mysterious and charming light. It is an incomparable miracle generously given to Grace by the owner of the manor. Now, in order to save herself in another world, Grace resolutely splits this precious necklace into two.

"But it doesn't matter, Grace. Even if only half of it is left, the necklace on your neck is still breathtakingly beautiful! Look, it has turned into a water drop shape, as if it is a masterpiece carefully carved by nature. It is a perfect match with your temperament. It really suits you!"

Seeing this scene, Jose Badem hurried forward and comforted Grace softly.

There was no flattery or hypocrisy in his words; they were pure praise and admiration from the heart.

Because the originally heart-shaped gem, after being split into two, magically turned into two crystal clear, morning dew-like water drop shapes. They quietly hung on Grace's white neck, emitting a soft and lively luster, perfectly setting off Grace's gentle and moving charm.

Hearing Jose Badem's sincere praise, Grace smiled and said softly, "Thank you, Jose." Although they were just two simple words, the gratitude contained in them was self-evident.

At this moment, she looked at the half necklace in her hand, her eyes revealing firm determination and expectations for the future.

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When Natasha stepped into this familiar yet strange world again, she felt an indescribable excitement and expectation in her heart. Without any hesitation, she hurried towards the direction where Valletta was.

When Violetta saw Natasha running over breathlessly, a smile of surprise appeared on her face. Natasha didn't even bother to stop and said to Violetta impatiently: "We still owe the world a performance!"

Violetta nodded slightly, indicating her agreement with Natasha. In fact, the two of them had always been eager to present a splendid and breathtaking performance in this mysterious manor.

However, plans never keep up with changes.

Just when they were preparing for the performance, an accident happened - when moving the piano, Kreacher missed a step and the heavy piano instantly fell on him, causing him serious injuries.

This sudden change disrupted all arrangements, and a series of events that followed forced this originally highly anticipated performance to be postponed indefinitely.

Now, she finally has the chance to pick up this dream again, and Valletta is naturally filled with joy, because for her, being able to dance with her closest friend again is undoubtedly an extremely happy thing.

"But don't worry, Natasha." Of course, Violetta really wanted to dance with Natasha right now, but, "We are still missing a violinist."

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the other side,

Kreacher's eyes widened, and he looked at Servi in ​​disbelief. He couldn't imagine that after knowing so many things, Servi could accept it all without reservation. This was completely beyond Kreacher's expectations.

Servi smiled, slowly turned his gaze towards Kreacher, and said softly: "I can easily accept all this, because......"

At this point, he paused for a moment, and his tone became gentler, "Isn't there a genuine angel standing right in front of me?"

Hearing this, Kreacher's cheeks flushed. He glared at Servi angrily and muttered, "What a slick guy!" However, the slightly upturned corners of his mouth betrayed the joy in his heart at the moment.

Seeing Kreacher's adorable appearance, Servi could no longer hold back and chuckled. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I have to leave, because there is a very important performance waiting for me to perform on stage tonight!"

"Hurry up and go!" Kreacher shouted at Servi in ​​a bad mood, with an impatient look on his face. It seemed that he didn't care at all about Servi's departure. But in fact, only Kreacher knew how much he hoped Servi could stay a little longer.

Faced with Kreacher's ruthless expulsion, Servi seemed to have long been accustomed to it and did not feel the slightest bit lost or frustrated.

On the contrary, he smiled even more brightly, turned around and walked towards the door, turned back and said to Kreacher: "Then I'll go ahead, dear~ Don't worry, I will come back as early as possible to accompany you tonight~" Before he finished speaking, Servi had already walked to the door.

Just before he was about to step out of the door, Servi suddenly stopped, turned around, and walked quickly towards Kreacher. Before Kreacher could react, Servi reached out and gently smoothed up Kreacher's messy hair, then leaned over and left a gentle kiss on his smooth forehead.

This sudden action made Kreacher's face turn red and his heart beat faster.

He yelled in anger, "Do you think I'm some young wife who's seeing her husband off? We're not a loving couple. Get as far away from me as possible!!!"

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On that lazy afternoon when the sun was shining, Servi encountered a series of surprising things. These things were like bright stars, lighting up the sky in his heart that was already full of hope and joy, making his mood as bright as flowers blown by the spring breeze.

This joy accompanied him to the stage at night. When he began to perform, it seemed as if the whole world was immersed in the magical atmosphere he created.

The wonderful and dazzling magic tricks made every audience member in the audience mesmerized.

They were generous with their praise, and the cheers and applause that came one after another intertwined into a passionate melody. "You are in great shape tonight!" Such words were heard non-stop.

Servi himself also deeply felt the unprecedented passion and vitality, and he couldn't help but think to himself: Perhaps, this is the magic of love? It is like a magical power that is injected into his body, making him glow with such a dazzling light.

However, all the good things seemed to come to an abrupt end in an instant. After the performance, Kreacher returned to the backstage happily, holding a bunch of beautiful flowers given to him by the audience. But before that, Servi had never thought that something so infuriating would happen next.

You know, Servic is a great magician of great reputation. His name is not only known throughout London, but also throughout England.

As the saying goes, a tall tree attracts the wind, and as his fame grew, all kinds of scandals about him followed. But even so, Servi always maintained a calm heart and always laughed off those groundless rumors.

However, this time the situation was different. Shortly after Kreacher stepped into the backstage, one of Servi's assistants hurried over and handed him an unpublished report written by a reporter.

When Servi took the report and glanced through it, his face instantly turned gloomy and his eyes burned with anger.

Because the content of this report was too outrageous and too much, it completely exceeded his bottom line of tolerance. At this moment, Servi experienced what it meant to be furious for the first time in his life.

The reason was simple, because the reporter had actually written a piece of gossip based on hearsay, saying that Servi was about to marry a young lady.

To be honest, in the photo attached to the report, Servi wasn't even sure whether the lady standing next to him was really standing next to him. The photo looked more like it was taken out of place. Servi was very sure that he had no impression of this photo and did not know the woman in the photo.

Servi was so angry that he almost tore the paper in his hand into pieces on the spot.

Even the assistant next to him was frightened by Servi's anger. You know, in the assistant's impression, Servi always had a smiling face. Although he was very strict about magic matters, he was always a good-tempered person.

Is this report really that exaggerated? If the assistant remembered correctly, he had seen reports like this once or twice and showed them to Servi, but he had never seen Servi get so angry.

"This damn newspaper! They wrote such nonsense! Wait until I take them to court!!!"

Seeing that Servi was about to explode with anger, the assistant beside him quickly stepped forward to persuade him.

"Okay, Mr. Roy, calm down. This is just an ordinary report, isn't it? We have encountered things like this before. Don't be so angry."

“That was before!!!!”

Servi was a bachelor before, so he could write such reports if he wanted, and he had nothing to worry about.

But things are different now. If this kind of report is really published and seen by Kreacher...

I have worked so hard for so long and finally achieved my goal. If Kreacher really saw it, the least I could do would be to never see him again.