It doesn't matter, it's on me, but there's one thing, I'm not very good at dancing!" Murphy agreed, but then remembered his dancing skills.

The last time I danced was at a ball in the Rhinetown, and I was able to step on that girl's feet a lot.

"It's okay, as long as you can help me stop those guys, please!" for fear that Murphy would regret it, Rowling hurriedly said.

"Oh well. I'm no wonder I stepped on your foot then!" Murphy finally agreed.

The two were temporarily separated, with Murphy going to the west lounge area to talk to his men, and Rowling returning to her seat.

"Sister Rowling, what were you two talking about just now?" Anqi's gaze never left Rowling, and when she saw her coming back at this moment, she immediately asked.

"It's nothing, don't ask too much, you'll find out later. Rowling smiled and said to Angel.

The boring time of conversation finally passed, and the melody played by the band suddenly changed and became cheerful.

As soon as the lights dimmed, Murphy stepped forward to the stage, and the light circle on the roof of the shed hit him brightly.

"Good evening everybody, I am the local lord Murphy Cyrus, and on behalf of the government of the state of Vicondisai and the people of the state, I welcome the arrival of the Noble Coalition and the support of the royal capital, your presence has made our little place flourish.

"For the last two months the rebels have ravaged the Cannas and our Auckland state of Vicondise, but have been routed by our valiant army, which we feared would cause great distress to the people of the passing trade routes and beyond, but your presence has made it unnecessary for me to worry about this any longer, for I have thought of the collapse of the army under the might of the Coalition.

"Now, in order to welcome your army, we have specially held a welcome banquet here to celebrate the arrival of the noble united army!

"I don't think you want to hear too much nonsense from me, so I declare! Tonight's dance party starts now!"

With a shout from Murphy, the lights spread out and changed in all colors, like the lights in a nightclub on Earth, but much softer in comparison.

Accompanied by cheerful music, the young nobles' children looked for their own dance partners, and the old nobles were too old to be suitable for such a venue, so they went to the rest area, toasted each other, and played wine table games.

"Sister Rowling, look, those aristocratic sons are here!" Anqi, who was sitting next to Rowling, tugged at Rowling's clothes and whispered.

When Rowling heard this, she turned her head to look over, and saw four or five noble sons walking towards her side together, as if they were about to spark with each other, and no one could get used to seeing anyone.

"Oh my God, these guys are here again! Murphy! Murphy! Come and save people!" Rowling was calm on the surface, but she was already crazy at the moment, and she had made these nobles irritated for this time.

"Dear Miss Rowling, may I invite you to a dance?" said the eldest prince of the Marquis de Carlos family, a handsome young man dressed in formal attire, and said to Rowling with a smile.

The style of formal wear is somewhat similar to that of the late Loloco men's wear, with a straight line of coats, a short front and a long back, cuffs that fit the arms, and a delicate material similar to silk, with the Elk motif of the Carlos family printed on it.

"Boy Carlos, please forgive me for refusing. Rowling shook her head and took a sip of the Coke on the table.

"Hahaha, Ronco, Miss Rowling rejected you, obviously wanting to dance with me. The son of the Marquis of Gorsson followed, and when he saw Carlos being rejected by Rowling, he happily mocked him.

"I'm sorry, Gorsson, I won't promise you, I've already found my dance partner. Rowling also officially rejected Gorsson, although this was her sixth refusal.

"This ...... Miss Rowling, can you let me know who your dance partner is?" asked Galsson, who was stunned for a moment, then lowered his face a little.

"No matter who this person is, buddy is on a par with him today. Gorsson secretly thought in his heart, he must give that guy a little color, even if it is the son of the marquis, it doesn't matter, the dispute between the children, as long as there is no big incident, how can their old nobles end up in person?

"I'm sorry, but it's just down there. Murphy also came over at this time, changed out of his usual casual clothes, and changed into an atmospheric British suit, which was cut simply and neatly, outlining the male body line, three-dimensional and angular shoulder lines, and the design of the narrow armcage made the arm lines beautiful, very slim, and very handsome.

"Are you...... His Highness Murphy. Gorsson was in an unhappy mood, and it happened that a guy who didn't have long eyes was stirring up trouble and was about to scold him, but when he turned his head, he found that it was the host of the banquet, Prince Murphy.

"Beautiful Miss Rowling Grammer, may I ask you to go for a dance?" asked Murphy in a simple chivalric salute to Rowling, holding out his hand.

"No...... It's an honor. Rowling gently placed the cup on the table, put her hand on Murphy's, and got up and walked to the dance floor.

"Disperse, brothers! Seeing that several aristocratic sons were deflated, Cross on the side couldn't help but laugh out loud and said.

"Well, let's go, let's go, that's the prince, we can't afford to mess with it. Carlos patted Gorsson on the shoulder, beckoned to several nobles who came from behind and said, at this moment, there was a sudden feeling of sympathy between these people.

"Ahem......"

After seeing these people leave, Cross coughed lightly twice to hide his embarrassment, then picked up a glass of Coke and drank it all to give himself some courage, and then looked at Angel who was still eating next to him.

"Well, Angel, can I ask you to go for a dance with you?" he stood up, took off his robe, and threw it aside, which was also a Loroco style men's dress, but it looked very powerful and handsome on the tall Cross, and he stretched out his hand and said to Angel.

"Alright, let's go!" Angel swallowed the food in her mouth, burped, then took Cross's hand and dragged him to the dance floor.

Cross only felt a huge force hit him, and then the whole person flew away.

"You're pretty handsome...... Ahh

Rowling, who was dancing with Murphy, was about to praise Murphy, but suddenly felt a pain in her foot and couldn't help but scream softly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I stepped on my foot. Murphy hastened to apologize.

"It's okay, let's get on with it. Rowling stomped her feet twice and continued to jump.

But she didn't expect that this kick was just the beginning......