"Eilena, we're in."

As Lina adjusted her voice and attitude, Moser felt goosebumps all over her body.

It’s not that Lina bought cuteness specifically, she created a temperament that is quite reserved and elegant.

But Moser, who was used to Lina's carefree attitude, suddenly felt that his sister holding her sleeves were becoming unfamiliar. This contrast made him feel a little uncomfortable.

A woman with long platinum hair in the room faced the window with her back to the two of them, and then turned around when she heard Lina's voice.

The girl is not old, at most about 15 or 6 years old, and her delicate and snow-white pretty face even has a little baby fat.

She was wearing a carefully designed and exquisite private clothing. Under the fluffy long skirt, she could vaguely see a pair of slender legs wearing pure white stockings.

Moser looked at the beautiful girl with no trace in his eyes. The other party's clothes had no trademark, which gave him a further understanding of the woman's family background.

‘Customized clothing…interesting.’

Curiously, she looked at Moser with her pair of emerald green eyes. This woman who Lina called Eilena rarely seemed to see men of the same age. A faint blush appeared on her face unconsciously, and she quickly looked away.

"Senior Sister Lina, this is..."

"Well, let me introduce it."

Lina pulled Moser's sleeve and pulled him in front of her. "This person has taken great care of me, Moser Lockson, since she was a child. He is like my brother."

"Merser graduated from the University of Oslo and now works at the Miltree National Library. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be a great scholar. He is the pride of our Rivers Street."

Moser followed Lina's introduction and smiled and nodded to the girl, "Hello, I'm Moser Lockson."

Lina reached out to Elena and continued to introduce to Messer, "Mess, this is my junior at Letia Girls' School. Elena Mars, who has just been promoted from the elementary school this year. She has some theological questions to ask you."

‘Mars?’

Moser's face stiffened for a moment, and this familiar surname made him unconsciously associate it.

Elena noticed Moser's expression change, but she had long been used to this situation and didn't care. She lifted her long skirt gracefully, dragged her left leg slightly back half a step and gave a lady's gift.

"Mr. Lockson, I'm glad to know you. I'm Elena Mars. Please call me Elena."

'Hey?'

Moser felt Elena's kindness and keen insight. She should have noticed that she did not like the surname Mars, so she took the initiative to ignore it, making Moser call her name directly.

Moser smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, Miss Ailena, how old am I to you? Let's just call your name directly."

Elena stretched out her left hand and covered her mouth and chuckled twice, stretched out her snow-white and slender right hand and shook Moser.

After some greetings, the three of them sat back around the small coffee table in Lina's room.

"Then, Miss Elena."

Moser is not a person who likes to go around the corner. He asked straight to the point and straightforwardly, "I asked myself that I have never known you and your family. You found me through Lina. It should be related to my profession and work, right?"

"Yes."

Elena didn't care about Moser's straightforwardness, and her delicate little face immediately corrected her expression.

"Mr. Lockson..."

"Call me Moser, just treat it as a gift to you by calling you the name."

"Okay, Mr. Moser."

Elena changed her name in a good manner, "I want to ask you to answer some questions for me... or for my father from a professional perspective."

"oh?"

Moser raised his eyebrows, recalling one of the jobs Fatty had collected for him before, and Westin was recruiting a theological consultant.

"IMHO."

Moser looked straight at Eilena with blue eyes. "Although I did graduate from a prestigious school, I am a newcomer who has just joined the company for less than a month. With the financial resources of Miss Eilena's family... I should be able to invite better theological scholars, right?"

Once, it may be a coincidence, and twice can be said to be accidental, but three consecutive encounters with the Mars family in a row, Mosse raised a little vigilant in his heart, and he always felt that things were a bit too coincidental.

Ailena smiled bitterly, and with her delicate little face that I felt pity for, Moser felt guilty about bullying the little animals.

"Mr. Moser, the nature of my father's career...is that most well-known scholars disdained to respond to his invitation."

"A small number of scholars who come for money don't have great professional knowledge. They failed to solve our doubts. I just heard from senior Lina that she has a scholarly elder brother."

Elena's words were well organized, and her attitude was very peaceful. She did not show any dissatisfaction because of Moser's alertness and resistance. She looked completely different from the "good girl" of high school who was a person of this age who only liked to smoke and perm her head to compare her boyfriend.

‘It is worthy of being a student trained by Leteya. Although she has not had any in-depth contact and does not know her original personality, this kind of demeanor alone is very rare.’

He took a sip of the black tea that Lina brought, and Moser looked at the little lady opposite with a smile on his face.

"Miss Eilena, why do you think I have a way to solve difficult questions that other scholars cannot answer? You should know that I just graduated."

Eilena shook her head gently, "I'm not sure. Because the situation is urgent, I contacted all the channels I could contact to find well-known scholars, but most people heard the surname Mars..."

Moser nodded in a clear way. Although Westin, who was wandering on the edge of black and white, was of great frightening reputation, it had a great deterrence to the civilian class.

But most of the scholars are straight-hearted people. They have high social status and reputation and are not afraid of offending Westin, so they directly rejected the invitation of the "executioner".

Moser looked at the fluctuating black tea in the cup and thought, "Miss Ailena, please tell your question first. Although I dare not assure you that I can answer it, as long as it is the content I have in my knowledge, I will tell you the truth."

"Great, thank you Mr. Moser."

Elena breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to caress her chest gently. Her fluffy white top was gradually smoothed out by her movements.

‘…Is this called wearing clothes and looking thin? This child is really only 15 years old? It’s too...’

Lina, who was familiar with Moser, noticed his gaze and pushed her elbows around his waist with a calm expression.

‘Where are you looking at? It’s important, it’s important.’

"Cough~"

Upon receiving Lina's eyes and warning, Moser coughed lightly to remind Elena to get to the point.

Anlena took a deep breath, staring at Moser with bright eyes and asked her own question.

"Mr. Moser, I want to ask you a question first."
Chapter completed!