"You have three great kindnesses to me. Olwes smiled softly, her dress today was simple and light, and the fair skin that used to shine in the past also looked peaceful, making her like an elf fairy in the mountains and forests, only those bright light blue eyes were still so charming.

The old man let Virginia hold his arm with some tears and laughter, although the light fragrance and touch from the girl's body were very applicable to him at this age, but he did not stand the complicated gaze of his disciples and the various magnates in the court.

But Reagan, dressed in a gown, did look like a refined old gentleman, and he bowed his head lightly and asked, "Would you like to hear about it?"

Olwes smiled and stretched out three jade-like fingers, bending one first, "The first kindness is the grace of arrogance. My friends are envious of my wealth, and a knight once warned me not to be blinded by it, and it was only after meeting you that I realized how worthless my wealth was, and how much I had lost the opportunity to get it because of this pride. ”

Olwes frowned and sighed, "One of my companions used to say, 'Take more, take less,' and I laughed at him for it, and now that I think about it, it's my stupidity. ”

"But no matter how much wealth is accumulated, it cannot surpass life and death, and all the accumulation will be turned into a cloud of smoke at the last moment of life. Reagan said in an inquiring tone.

Olwes shook her head, as if she was sorry for the loss of a soulmate, "As much respect as I respect you, I disagree with you, it is precisely because the emperors cannot take their wealth away that they build luxurious tombs, and the excellent demigod magicians cannot take it away, and they write legendary magical notes." ”

She picked up a round stone from the ground, and it glittered in her soft, beautiful hand.

Olweis threw the pebble into the lake and made a small splash, "Wealth is like a pebble, the greater the accumulation, the louder it will be wherever it is thrown, and at the last moment of your life, you can cast it or not, it's up to you." ”

"It is your life, not your wealth, that will end, something that no one can imagine without a stone. ”

God, come and save this girl, he really can't bear to see such a beautiful girl blinded by the lard called wealth, and what is even more terrifying is that her theory is full of pragmatism, and he is a little moved to say it.

Olwes took Reagan's arm again, bent down the second and third fingers, and smiled, "The second kindness is the grace of the intermediary, and I won't say what the third kindness is for the time being." ”

Reagan motioned for the envoy at the gate of the palace to step forward and lead the way, and said with a smile, "When it comes to the grace of intermediaries, the old man can understand a thing or two. Just Miss Virginia, when are you going to complete your commission. ”

"Our commission is mutual. Olwes smiled playfully at Reagan as she let her squire take off her light coat, "You know what I mean." ”

"The last thing in the trade, the Weeping Heart, is precious, but it is sometimes sold in the underground market, Miss Virginia, why do you insist that you be part of the trade and not be substituted with other items?"

"I'm troublesome, Grandpa Reagan. Seeing the other party's long white eyebrows shake in her own title, Olwes showed a playful smile, "What's more, we're not in a hurry, after all, it's not a fatal curse." ”

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and Reagan looked left and right in panic, only to realize that Virginia had led him to a secluded place in the ball. The old gentleman frowned, and finally showed a helpless expression, and followed Virginia's footsteps again.

Olveis leaned quietly on the edge of the mural, her eyes were quite novel, the crystal lamp of the Titan Empire's Barsaromu Palace should be coated with a layer of purple-red paint, which makes the falling lights quite majestic, unlike Orman's high society, this place is not keen on "Fandu", but a dance called "Rose".

Looking at whether they are long or young, they and their bodies are fiercely entangled with the dance, primitive and unrestrained, wild and uninhibited, completely devoid of the "reserved romance" and "intoxicating elegance" emphasized by the Orman nobles, and it is no wonder that the magnates of the mother country call the Titan Empire barbarians from the bottom of their hearts.

The accompaniment of the ball was also impassioned and passionate, even if there was a melodious and slow lamentation from time to time, and the two empires with very different cultures were next to each other, and Olveis still thought of as inconceivable, perhaps it was the years of constant war that pushed the two cultures to a climax on the other side.

"Why don't you go in and do a dance?" Miss Virginia, so many young gentlemen have invited you. Reagan looked at the gorgeous dance floor, and felt a little emotional, he was no longer the age to dance "Rose".

"I'm worried about losing my virginity after a dance. (This quote is a quote from the poet Joyce's The Empire of the Absurd, in which he is best known for his storytelling and dramatization of Princess Violet's assault at the Titan Ball.) ）

Reagan's face flushed, and he felt a little ashamed, but he couldn't refute it.

The Titans' balls were known for their openness, and many pairs of dancers jumped into the upstairs rooms, and it was not uncommon for men to move their hands and feet during the dance, but the Titan aristocracy still connived at it, calling it romance with passion, and often suppressing discordant voices in order to maintain this atmosphere.

At least as far as Olwes knew, in Orman, even if there was a dance partner who was in love at the ball, he would meet in a horse-drawn carriage at night after returning home with his family.

"But I like to dance with girls, they tend to be the best, who do you think is the brightest flower of the empire?", Olveis asked with a smile, easing the awkward atmosphere.

"Naturally, it's Queen Belle. Reagan said with a proud smile.

"Belle?"

"You may have noticed her. Reagan pointed to her at a lower height, so as not to offend etiquette.

The long brown hair was softly draped over her shoulders, and there was always a smile in her eyes, but that smile was not the dignified smile, but a little well-behaved, as if it were the snickering of a girl hiding behind the glass of a church.

Her features were soft and warm, reminding Olves of the eldest lady of the Rurik family, Timothy, but if Timothy was like a vibrant spring stream, Belil was like a quiet spring tree or spring grass, and this tenderness could be soothed without being revealed.

Maybe it was because Olwes had been staring for too long, the eyes of the two people were intertwined, and even the rotation of the galaxy at this moment could not describe the gentle fluttering in her heart, maybe it was the effect of the light, she actually felt that such a short time was a little sweet, but her bright blue eyes could not help but dim as Belile's gaze moved away.

She clung to the clothes of her heart, and the place that should have been flat now had a slight bulge, and for the first time in her past and present life she experienced this unforgettable bitterness, and the accompaniment of dance music suddenly turned into a comical and wonderful symphony, which made the nobles of the ball begin to laugh, which was the sound of the beginning of the competition.

"I'm going to ask her to dance!"

"What are you doing, Miss Virginia, you can't do it. Reagan was a little confused, as if fate had told him that pointing his daughter to Virginia was the wrong choice.

"Why!", Olves stopped, but her erect posture and unyielding gaze pierced the old gentleman again, as if in the presence of His Majesty Constantine.

"First, few people dare to come to His Majesty Constantine and invite the Empress to dance, and secondly, Empress Belle does not dance with anyone other than His Majesty. ”

"You're right. Olves's answer gave Reagan a slight breath, though he didn't understand why he thought it was serious.

"For the sake of etiquette, I should at least dress up, it is indeed not appropriate to invite the queen to serve in this way. ”

Reagan's mouth opened wide in astonishment as he watched Virginia depart under the guidance of his attendants, and the old gentleman spun around anxiously in place, and with three glasses of sherry in his stomach, he walked onto the dance floor at the invitation of an aristocratic maiden, and forgot about it.

After the three songs, the sound of squeaking suddenly appeared discordantly in the court band, causing the nobles to raise their heads in some surprise, but the squeaking sound not only did not disappear, but swept the band into chaos, but other than that, there was silence in the ball, which made the dancers who could not help themselves stop.

The attendants slowly opened the door from both sides, and no matter whose eyes were gathered at the ball, the purple painted flower dress swayed lightly, and the golden lines pierced through it to make it more mysterious and noble, and the well-proportioned body gave people the illusion of weakness, in fact, the tall girl walked lightly and steadily.

Her bare shoulders looked round and soft, every inch of her exposed skin was white and blemish-free, and the intricate decorations were piled up on the long silver hair like brocade, perhaps to keep it from the dance.

But since her alluring countenance was like a melting tip of an iceberg at the moment, and there was a hint of blindness and eagerness in her arrogance, it was a temptation that made them almost fall into those tight red lips, not to mention the bright blue starry eyes that shimmered like the light on the waves.

It's hard to imagine a beauty in the world that makes the Titans' nobles look away from their chests and linger on their faces, but if it were Olves, it would be no surprise to the world.

Although she walked straight towards the high platform, the noble boys, magnates, and ministers at the ball involuntarily untied their hands and took half a step towards the middle.

However, she was already half-kneeling in front of Belil, her skirt spreading out on the stairs like a flower, and some cool and soft voices resounded over the ball, "Queen Belil, please allow Virginia to invite you to dance." ”