At night, when the magnificent red glow sinks from the edge of the skyline, the bright full moon creeps into the night.

Turning a tree-lined street, Stonen drove a pure black carriage to the front of the city lord's mansion, the curtain of the carriage was picked open by a white and delicate hand, and silently handed over an invitation card painted with gilt flower characters-

Stonen passed the invitation to the guard at the door.

The guard glanced at it, nodded the return invitation, and the door opened. Stonen waved his whip, and the carriage entered the city lord's mansion without incident.

In the garden of the forecourt, there were several winding paths paved with gravel, and in a corner near the garden, dozens of carriages had been neatly parked—

When the servants in the city lord's mansion saw the arrival of the black carriage, they greeted the coachman Stone, observed it for a while, and quickly found a suitable place to park.

Margaret lifted her feet and jumped out of the carriage. Stone, on the side, held her arm steadily. One of the servants who came forward took the invitation, immediately made a gesture, and led the nobleman's daughter towards the place where the banquet was held.

Passing through a small cobblestone path, the lord's house in Karthas, in a rectangular flower bed made of lattice stone bricks, the twigs of seedlings are waving in the wind, and the towers with onion-shaped circular roofs are brightly lit up—

On one side, a majestic vaulted hall covering an area is even brighter, and from behind the white curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, there are bursts of conversation and chuckles.

Partial hall, change of clothes.

Ten minutes later, Margaret, who had done all this, gently lifted the white dress and woven the skirt with red tassels, and under the guidance of the waiter, paced the lady's small steps, and slowly walked towards the center of the hall—

In her direction was a golden-yellow striped cloth couch.

In front of this sofa, there is a long, low-legged table, on which are filled with delicate fruits, warm-colored cream-baked snacks, and bottles of fine wine that reflect all kinds of colors.

At the behest of several older ladies, the local craft ales of Nogo, the red and fruit wines from Lazis, and the Saldo sweet wine, which was popular among aristocratic women in the southern part of the kingdom, were carefully poured into delicate goblets of crystal wine at the behest of several older ladies.

A group of women.

Including the aristocratic daughters who made up carefully and wore a thin layer of fat powder and blush on their faces, as well as a few ladies who were a little older, still charming, and luxuriously dressed, all sat on the sofa by the long table at this time-

The dance party for the dinner party had not yet officially begun, so they had a leisure time to exchange various topics that belonged to women.

For example, the popular goods from the royal capital of Elva, the reviews of clothing and makeup styles, and the romances of some young nobles, when the topic fell to the latter and gradually deepened, the younger, unmarried aristocratic daughters reached out one by one and gently covered their mouths, and kept chuckling "ho ho".

A striking sight to behold.

The men in the hall who were casually talking to each other couldn't help but secretly cast their eyes. It's just that the time for the ball has not yet come, and it is not in line with the etiquette of a gentleman to rush into the pile of women.

Until, another girl with bright eyes and bright teeth is walking towards this head.

One of the ladies in the crowd stroked her hair and lifted her head, she was the heart of the group. Around her, in addition to a few young ladies who were still minors, there were also some young married women with elegant manners—

"Miss Margaret."

She shouted softly. A pair of lead-gray deep eyes, although they have been retouched with great care, a few inconspicuous crow's feet at the corners of the eyes still reveal her age to some extent-

This age is like the flowers that are still bright in the late summer season, but unfortunately there are not many beautiful times left.

"Long time no see, Lady Rodolyn."

Margaret came to the lady's side—

Rodolyn Cartney was a very famous lady in the city of Karsas, who was the music teacher of Andrew, Alpha and Sidney of the Collins family, and despite this position of being quite close to the Earl, she was also a close friend of Countess Lina Collins for many years.

In today's Karthas, most of the nobles have close contacts with this lady -

In music, Madame Rodoline was not only skilled in all kinds of instruments, but she was also a very skilled composer, and the soft keys played by the musicians in the hall at this time were among her previous compositions.

"It's an honor to have met you, Lady Rodolyn."

At this time, Margaret bowed slightly and performed a standard ladylike etiquette.

"Recently back?"

The woman asked, smiling.

Miss Margaret was also of the birth of a nobleman in the city of Karthas—

Because the young lady had left home to study in a distant country as early as a child, the two did not have the status of teacher and student, but after a long period of contact and understanding between the nobles, Rodolyn knew the details of Margaret very well.

Counting the time, almost ten years have passed.

Picking up the memories of the past and comparing the images in front of her, Margaret has grown from a cute little girl like a doll to a slim girl.

Rodolyn looked at the girl with an elder-like kindness and care—

Margaret nodded, "This summer, I have graduated from the Mage Tower in Bracada. ”

"It's really exciting news. Margaret, congratulations on becoming a mage. ”

"Thank you, Lady Rodolyn."

Speaking of her past studies, Margaret couldn't help but think of the girl she met at the Cathedral of Karthas this afternoon, Radia Klein, and the relationship between the two was not very harmonious during those days in Bracada.

Rather than being a classmate, Margaret thought the girl belonged to a nasty competitor.

By the way, she didn't come to this dinner party held in the City Lord's Mansion?

Glancing down the hall, Margaret didn't find Radia—

She had a general idea of the origin of Miss Crane, who, according to some rumors of unknown origin, came from a high-ranking family in the Reicat Empire. And the titles of nobles, between the Recart Empire and the Elantt Kingdom, are mutually recognized.

In this way, Miss Crane's visit to Karthus was a personal act, and she did not choose to make her identity public.

Just thinking of the girl, Margaret's heart suddenly became a little anxious because of the level of spell casting that she hadn't improved for a long time.