Klein then looked away from Ms. Verma Gletis and looked at the carrot cake, cream muffins and other desserts, as well as roast chicken, lamb stew, fried ribeye steak, and Dixie's specialty grilled fish.

He swallowed his saliva in a small way, forcing himself to look back, ready to invite Lady Mary to a second dance.

- As the master, the first three dances cannot be absent, so he can only let himself forget about hunger and the food over there for a while.

At this time, Verma Gletis, whose stomach was already very obvious, walked to the place where the ice cream was placed, stretched out her hand, and retracted again.

"Want to eat?" her husband, Dr. Allen, did not go to the first dance, still following his pregnant wife.

Velma Gletis shook her head solemnly and said:

"No, I don't want to eat it, I'm a pregnant woman and it's not good to eat ice cream.

"Still, the little one in the belly seems to want to taste a little, just a little. ”

Dr. Alan nodded imperceptibly and said:

"Then taste a little, and I'll give me the rest. ”

Velma instantly smiled uncontrollably:

"You're so spoiled kid!"

She didn't object, and watched as her husband picked up a ball of ice cream from the ice.

After taking two bites, Velma closed her eyes and looked away sharply at the ladies who had not danced the first dance, and found that they were whispering something, with a smile on their faces, an ambiguous expression, and sometimes covering their mouths with their palms, snickering.

What are they talking about? Velma, curious, said hello to her husband, Alan, and walked over to the other side.

The ladies, however, quickly dispersed, as if waiting for a second dance.

Velma was disappointed for a moment, and said to the only beautiful lady who stayed where she was:

"Do you know what they just said?"

"I'm not interested in their topic. Hazel glanced at the pregnant woman beside her.

She didn't accuse the other party of the problem, which was a bit rude, because pregnant wives always have some privileges.

Only then did Velma notice that the long, dark green haired Hazel was holding a glass of champagne, looking like she didn't want to be invited to dance.

She had a kind of arrogance from the bottom of her heart, and even when she looked at the Baroness, she only maintained the most basic politeness...... It's a favorite character, but the problem is that she's like that to everyone, and she's too cold...... As a secondary school teacher, Verma couldn't help but comment a few words in her heart, and then curiously distanced herself from Hézel, looking for a familiar young lady to chat with the ladies.

After the opening three dances, Klein finally had a brief gap to stuff some food and drink a cup of thirst-quenching sweet iced tea with ice cubes in it—a Dixie specialty he had prepared in the kitchen.

Because of the influence of the "Death Knell" revol, he drank a little too much, and after only a few small talks with Bishop Elektra, he left apologetically and went to the bathroom.

In fact, he can still hold back at least three dances, but he thinks that the "snake of destiny" Will Ensettin suddenly came to the door, maybe he wanted to communicate something with him, so he took the initiative to find a suitable unmanned environment.

Although He is an unborn fetus and comes passively, there are at least a hundred ways to stop His mother from going out if He does not want to see Me...... Anyway, give it a try...... Crane grunted as he entered the bathroom and locked the door.

He was hesitating whether to solve the problem of distension in his lower abdomen first, or wait patiently for a minute or two, when his inspiration suddenly triggered, and he immediately looked at the washing mirror.

At some point, a black stroller was reflected in the mirror, and the shadow in the car was so thick that it was impossible to see the specific details, only that there was a child wrapped in silver silk.

The boy said in a clear voice:

"Your fate has shifted a little. ”

"What's going on?" Klein's spirit tensed.

Will Ensettein, who was in a baby state, sneered and said:

"You have to ask yourself!

"All I know is that you met an angel. ”

Crane Huo Ran remembered what happened on that primordial island and the guess he had made, thought for a few seconds, frowned and asked:

"Can an angel see something special in me?

"I've seen the orange light, and he tells me that only a few, high-ranking spirit beings, as well as a few gods of unique authority and extraordinary beings representing destiny, can discover this to varying degrees, and must have been close to it. ”

Will Encettin, who was in the stroller, sucked his thumb and said with a smile:

"Probably not, because you're not dangerous.

"And, in addition to the fact that you are special, some of the items on your body and your companions may be equally special and can arouse the interest of that person. ”

Some of my belongings, my companions...... Klein thought about it, and found that he might have been hinted at before, and he really didn't expect it, so he missed one thing:

When he explores the pristine island, he takes Grossell's Travels with him!

This is a book made by the ancient god, the "dragon of utopia" Angleweed!

If that primordial island is really related to the Twilight Hermit, no matter whether it is the angel of the "audience" path in the depths of the church with the high-level material of the "storm" path, or just the opposite, he should be interested in this travelogue, after all, the leader of this organization is most likely the "angel of fantasy", the son of God, Adam! It is precisely because of this travelogue that he allowed me to take the "tyrant" card and prevent me and Mr. "The Hanged Man" from exploring further? Klein said guessily:

"How can this be solved?"

"It doesn't have to be solved, it should be a good thing in the long run, but there will be a lot of trouble in between. Will Onsetin said in a clear voice, "And you've already been burdened with a lot of things, and it doesn't matter if you have one more, I warn you, just to let you pay more attention so as not to be knocked down by trouble." ”

...... It makes sense, if you have too much debt, you don't have to worry, and maybe you can create opportunities for creditors to fight...... After thinking about it carefully, Klein chimed in in his heart.

He asked instead:

"My friend who wants to get a drop of the blood of a mythical creature wants to know, what exactly do you need?"

"What do you need?" Will Ansetin scoffed again, "I need a lot of things, like a way to contain the 'Dice of Probability', like helping me kill that guy from Ulorius, and if you can do it, you can draw a few tubes of blood if you want to!

If you can, why take the risk of killing Ulorius? Wouldn't it be better to deal directly with you, the weak "Serpent of Fate"? Crane shook his head in doubt while scolding:

"No, you can't. ”

"Then think about anything else, I'm not in a hurry. Will Unsetin paused, "There's something wrong with that haughty girl at tonight's ball, and if you have a chance to talk to her, you can steer the conversation to dreams." ”

Crane nodded thoughtfully:

"Good. ”

Seeing that Will Ansetin seemed to have the intention of leaving, he hurriedly said:

"That paper crane is about to break, in the event of an emergency in the future, how can I contact you?"

Will Unsetin was silent for a while:

"Do you expect me to fold a thousand paper cranes in your mother's belly? Even if you can, you won't be able to get it!

"If I want to find you, as long as you live here, I can dream of you at any time.

"If you have an emergency, you can come and visit my father directly!

"Okay, as an unborn fetus, it's time for me to catch up on sleep, and I'll talk about it later. ”

Klein had no choice but to nod and say:

"If you don't have anything else to do. ”

Will Unsetin's figure that was about to dissipate suddenly paused, and after an interval of two seconds, he said:

"One more thing. ”

"What's the matter?" Klein's spirit tensed again.

Will Unsetin "uh" and said:

"Your chef's ice cream is so sweet......"

Klein didn't realize what he was saying for a moment, and he didn't wake up until the black stroller disappeared into the toiletry mirror, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

After solving the problem of distending his lower abdomen, he washed his hands and went out, found the personal servant Richardson, and instructed:

"Go to the kitchen and ask them to lower the sweetness of the ice cream that follows. ”

Richardson didn't ask why, and immediately copied it, until he was almost in the kitchen, when a question came to mind:

Mr. Daun Dantès doesn't seem to have touched ice cream yet, so why do you know it's too sweet?

Richardson quickly came up with an answer to this question, and he thought it was a guest who had tasted the ice cream and brought the question to his employer.

Although this is a bit rude, it is not too uncommon, especially familiar friends, who will take the initiative and kindly remind them so as not to reduce the reputation of the owner of the ball.

At this time, because the last dance was still going on, Klein didn't rush to think about his dance partner, and walked to the long table on the edge, ready to hurry up and eat some more food.

He had just picked out a piece of Diesy Grilled Fish with no spines, when he saw Velma Gletis lean over and grab a cup of sweet iced tea.

The lady nodded to the host of the ball, smiled and said:

"The drink was good, I've never had it before. ”

"Sweet iced tea from the South. Klein explained with a smile, casually glancing at the other person's stomach and saying, "He seems to be very well-behaved, uh, maybe she." ”

Velma smiled and said:

"Most of the time, it's the occasional fuss in the middle of the night. ”

Midnight...... Occasionally...... It won't be the time to answer my question...... Crane was suddenly embarrassed, pretending not to think about it, and turned his attention back to the plate, while Velma took a sip of sweet iced tea and returned to the place where they had chatted.

When the new dance was about to begin, Crane handed the plate and cup to the waiter next to him, glanced at where Hazel was, walked over slowly, and saluted with a smile:

"Miss, do I have this privilege to invite you to dance?"

Hazel was silent for a few seconds, then placed the glass with champagne in her hand on the tray in the waiter's hand, and politely replied:

"It's also my pleasure. ”