Yes, Caterina couldn't be mistaken, even through a mask.

The graceful girl dancing with Jeno on the dance floor was definitely her sister Cassiopeia, and she even ruled out the possibility that this was the disguise of the Black Rose Leader in the first place.

What the hell is going on?

Didn't Cassiopeia get killed? Those charred snake skins were the snake sheds when she turned back into human form? The murderer has become the benefactor of their sisters?

Her mind was as confused now as she had been when she saw her sister turn into a monster, and she needed someone to tell her what was going on.

Cassiopeia, in the middle of the dance floor, looked at Jeno affectionately, interlocking their fingers, feeling the embrace of strong arms on their slender waist, and actively approaching their bodies to meet his dance steps. Even though the emptiness in the depths of the other party's pupils was seen in her eyes, she still felt a burst of sweetness.

She was surprised when she received the invitation, and she was thrilled when she put on the dress. She didn't expect that the person in front of her would actually prepare such a big gift for her, using the heroine of a grand ball to celebrate her transformation and announce her return to everyone.

That's what she wants, and Jeno knows her preferences and gives her what she thinks is the best food.

At this moment, she had no time to take care of other people in her eyes, even her sister who got along day and night was forgotten by her, she looked at the handsome face in her eyes, and for the first time, it was not a false heartbeat, and her eyes became confused.

But Jeno couldn't make waves in front of him, and just danced in a proper manner, until the end he said to Cassiopeia: "I'm leaving, find a way to drag your sister." ”

This caused Cassiopeia's dance steps to freeze a little, but fortunately it was resolved by Jeno.

After the dance, the two received a lot of approving applause, and Caterina finally made up her mind.

Whether or not Jeno harmed her sister, his attempted assassination of Svein is an indisputable fact, and anyone who tries to disrupt politics will be crushed.

Jeno and his partner are separated after the dance, and Caterina watches her target leave her sister without hesitation, and immediately moves to follow, like a long-dormant cheetah staring at a stray antelope.

But just as she was leaving, Jeno's dance partner walked up to her and stretched out his hand to her, white gloves enveloping her delicate skin, and her slender fingers showing incomparable grace.

"Come on, Katarina, let's do a dance."

The eyes of everyone around her gathered, and the gaze under the mask seemed to imprison Katarina's gaze, and she could not refuse such an invitation, nor could she be distracted to see where her target had gone. She reached out and stepped into the middle of the dance floor together, and was skillfully led out of the dance steps by the other party. She reached out and stepped into the middle of the dance floor together, and was skillfully led out of the dance steps by the other party.

"Sister, is it really you?" When she heard the other party's voice, she became more and more sure that the other party was her sister Cassiopeia, but she didn't know why Cassiopeia didn't show her true face.

"Don't talk, just focus on dancing, and don't care about what happens next." Cassiopeia didn't answer her question, for everything she knew would change dramatically after tonight.

Jeno walked out of the ballroom alone, and Elise saw the scene and controlled four spider legs to climb along the bricks of the roof to the dark eaves.

She had never been so nervous, not even when the Throat of Despicability had stuck its huge fangs out in front of her.

But she had no choice but to do what LeBlanc and Jeno said.

She skimmed over the undulating rooftops, following Jano until he came to a no-man's corner.

Looking at the target's defenseless appearance, she was still worried about what kind of trap was waiting for her, and before she knew it, she had developed a subconscious fear of Jeno, spiders would also be afraid of carnivorous plants.

But some of the LeBlanas might have been watching her somewhere, and thinking that this was an opportunity to show her loyalty to LeBlanc, as Jeno had claimed, she could no longer resist the temptation and swooped down on her target from the eaves.

With the advantage of height, she threw the caught Jano to the ground, and then took advantage of the opponent's reaction to stab his fangs into his neck, injecting vicious venom into his arteries.

Her limbs and four spider legs clung to Jeno desperately, holding him down as hard as she could, until she squandered the stored venom and the prey in her arms lost its breath of life.

It's over.

Elise had such a thought, and she finally didn't have to live under constant surveillance. But then a terrible thought came to him - if Jeno's body died, would his will live forever in his body?

Elise quickly pushed the terrible thought out of her mind, then stood up with her hands on the ground, took off her burqa and covered the corpse, and prepared to drag him to the nearest garden to hide.

At this point, she still couldn't understand Jeno's intentions. Killing him at Moltora Manor would have ruined Vladimir's relationship with LeBlanc completely? But isn't it too much to pay for death?

"Well done, Elise."

As soon as Elise took off her burqa to reveal her terrifying appearance, a voice sounded coldly behind her.

She almost thought it was Jeno's ghost talking to her, but when she saw the appearance of the person who came, she breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace.

"Lady Pale." Elise nodded to LeBlanc out of thin air.

LeBlanc never showed her true face in front of outsiders, but this time it was different, except for Elise, who was not an outsider, there was only one dead person at the scene.

She came with a silver staff, a black cloak with gold trim that reached the bottom, her short purple hair surrounded by her neckline, and an inverted triangular gold crown adorned with a beautiful ruby in front of her forehead.

Elise looked at her, and she looked at the unfrozen corpse on the ground with amber eyes, a finger-long dark tear streak extending from the dark makeup, which stood out against the pale skin.

"Do you know why he deserves to die?" LeBlanc stepped up to speak again, her purple lips curled slightly, as if she was feeling pleasure in Jeno's death.

"Is it because he lifted the curse on Shadow Isle?" Elise knew of the only thing Jeno had done that had an effect on Black Rose.

"No, he is the messenger of that tyrant, and he has come to the Immortal Fortress to bring us destruction."