Belil lowered her head and looked at the girl, she knew her, she was the girl who stopped her last time, and she also rescued her father, she glanced at her side with some apprehension, and even some of her husband, His Majesty Emperor Constantine's desire to control is unmatched.

The last young and vigorous marquis who invited her to dance died on the battlefield between the Titan Empire and the Kingdom of Ciric despite her refusal, and she wanted to repay the girl with a smile, and had a premonition that she could be friends with her, but would this be a source of disaster for her?

Emperor Constantine turned his body leaning against the high fence in some surprise, he almost did not recognize this elven girl who could not be described in human terms, and he had to say that it was because he was deeply impressed by the scene of her vomiting.

Last time, the Marquis of Ursula's handling was too bad, resulting in a dispute in the court, and the upper echelons of the Titans, who were completely integrated with the dance, complained more or less about the royal family's non-participation in this activity, which may be an opportunity, a whip and a sugar reward can often make the nobles clearly wake up to their hearts.

If Belil had proper dealings with the noblewomen, it would also make him more clever in handling government affairs, and spare his energy to make great use of the imperial military industry.

As the Emperor walked behind Belil and gently removed her shawl, the atmosphere of the ball eased, and the nobles raised their glasses and smiled to make way for the two beautiful ladies while toasting the Emperor for his grace, propriety, and tolerance.

Lionel walked behind the emperor with a slight frown and said, "Your Majesty, her identity has not yet been determined. ”

"Her name is Virginia, right?"

But there was no such person among the nobles of Barçaromu. ”

"What worries me when Reagan has the confidence to let her come into contact with Belil?", Constantine looked at Virginia, feeling some familiarity for some reason, "What baffles me is that she is not familiar with Barcelor, but she is familiar with the court here. ”

Lionel pondered carefully, "Could it be that I have been here in the kingdom's mission before, Your Majesty, Weichen remembers that the little girl of the Goldmers family who came here four years ago is also silver-haired and blue-eyed. ”

"Haha!", Konstantin let out a hearty laugh, "Lionel, when it comes to appearance, Olves Goldmers does have some resemblance to Virginia, but that was four years ago. ”

"What's more, if the daughter of the Sword Sect of the Orman Empire embarked on the path of a magician, I think that man, Kellogg, the lion of Orman, would be instantly destroyed by anger and humiliation. ”

Lionel asked, confused, "But I remember that little girl was taken in as a student by the Archmage Kerivanna." ”

"It was just a compromise on his part in front of the strong. Konstantin shook his head disdainfully, "If the stubborn Kellogg is really willing to burn the family's foundation, I am also willing to give up the Titan Empire." ”

Lionel wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and raised his head, but His Majesty was already immersed in the dance music playing.

Some of the tired court musicians were in good spirits at the moment, even if it was a professional requirement, the same dance did make them feel bored and boring, but even if they only saw their figures, they were worthy of their greatest expectations, maybe the wishing meteor of the fall of life was at this moment.

Olwes gently wrapped her arms around Belil's waist, and this softness and warmth made her feel the purest bitterness and sweetness, but Belle looked at her and blinked a little mischievously, and did not move.

Olwes came to her senses and put her hand on her shoulder, "It's rude, Queen Belle, Virginia forgot etiquette. ”

Belil chuckled and wrapped her arms around Olves' waist and held her soft hand in the palm of her hand, "No apologies, Virginia, but I want to thank you for saving my father." ”

"Do you mean Reagan Magician?", Olweis raised her head and lightly touched Bailier's cheek, the distance that made her thoughts flutter a little, "He.... The old man was a gentleman. ”

"Gentleman?", Belile danced softly with Olves, her two gorgeous dresses flowing on the dance floor like blooming flowers, she forced a smile, "Only you will say that, Virginia, he is just a stubborn old man, the court, the nobility, not for him." ”

"But he's still my beloved father, so I'm grateful to you for saving his life. ”

"It was His Majesty Constantine who saved your father, and I was just a comer. For the first time, Olwes looked at others with jealousy, and it was hard to calm down.

"Not really. Belil embraced her and spun tightly, and even the most melodious tunes would evolve into frenetic tunes in the palace of the Titan Empire, and they glided freely on the dance floor like a hot and beautiful wind.

"I belong to His Majesty Constantine, but His Majesty Constantine does not belong to me, he is everywhere and occasionally not by my side. ”

"You said something philosophical. ”

Belle let go of her hand, making it seem as if Olwes was about to fly off into the distance, but before she could fly far, she was pulled into her arms. Olwes was stunned for a moment, then saw her sly eyes, and suddenly sped up her pace and turned half a circle, making Belle almost a little scrambled.

Belle put her arms around Olves' waist again, "Virginia, you're so narrow. ”

Olwes leaned close to her, "yes, I think you've always been very fair. ”

The hair fluttered involuntarily, and this hazy haze came from Belil's cheeks or the scent of her hair, and there was always a solid connection that made Olwes feel like she was breathing.

It's just that her dancing skills are obviously above her, and Belle must often practice her dance steps alone, and every jump that matches the movement led by her makes her heart flutter.

Olwess couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly in her heart, once she fell in love, she could only wait for herself to be lost in her hands, she had completely surrendered her body to the other party, and only her soul was rejoicing in her joy.

But this is only temporary, the tacit understanding of the entanglement and separation of the dance body is immersive but also physically exhausting, Olweis's silver hair is stuck to her forehead with sweat, but Belil's chest is even more undulating, and the initiative slowly returns to Olweis's hands.

"What kind of ending do you want, Virginia?", Belle whispered in Olves' ear.

"You have it all your way. Olwes met her somewhat lonely eyes, and suddenly there was a throbbing in her heart that she didn't want to end there, "but I prefer a warm and not too sad ending." ”

Belil's eyes flashed with that spring-like smile again, and she said, "Me too." ”

"Please hold on to me. Alveis smiled, "Although His Majesty Constantine is often absent, I will always be within your reach. ”

"What did you say?"

"Follow me. Olwes said hurriedly, the Goldmore family's all-round education has long made her attainments in the "Mortal Capital" extremely profound, if the dance of the Titan Empire is more complex and pleasing to the eye than the Orman Empire, then it is a pity that it is indeed the difference between barbarians and nobles.

Olwess bent her knees back sharply, her toes constantly tapping on the dance floor, her body so staggering that she seemed to be flying in the air on her back, the painted flowers of her skirt flowed like flowers in the wind, and her slender neck and slender waist became the most charming colors.

Belle was dragged by her and jumped into her arms, in the middle of the dance floor, the fragile sense of balance made Belil feel like an exciting adventure, and she had never felt so free, as if she was running towards the light.

Belle opened her eyes gently, and the last hug between the two was not as heavy as she had imagined, as if there was no impact, and Olves embraced her into her arms.

The dance came to an abrupt end.

Emperor Constantine was the first to applaud after his astonishment, and the nobles also burst into applause and admiration. Queen Belle's dancing steps have always been amazing, and the final dance of this silver-haired girl that everyone saw for the first time was also amazing.

Even Orman's arrogant guys probably couldn't do such a complex and difficult move, which made them inexplicably a little proud.

As the night fell, the nobles who had finished the feast left the palace in carriages and drove down the streets, and Olwes lifted the curtain and watched the moonlight quietly by the window.

Reagan, who sat across from him, looked at what Olves had thrown at him with some surprise, and he was somewhat dazzled by the family crest on the pile of "titan" invitations inlaid with gem grains.

Picked up one casually and glanced at it, it was actually Prudence, the eldest prince of the Savoy family, he was a little sneering, even if his hair fell out, he couldn't imagine that this eldest prince would swear to sever all ties and stay with Virginia.

"What a young man!", Reagan exclaimed involuntarily, glancing at Virginia, who had not changed out of the outfit she had worn when she danced with Belil, perhaps because she was absent-minded, she was largely defenseless against him.

The moonlight poured from the side of her face to her fair shoulders, and it was hard for a young man to resist the temptation of being composed entirely of beauty. Reagan sighed, feeling that he was also confused, and looked away.

"Are you going back to the Royal Library?", Reagan glanced at her, and surprisingly motioned for the carriage to stop, and got out of the carriage first, "It's hard to imagine that His Majesty the Emperor would secretly allow her to dance with you today." ”

Olwes turned her head to glance at him and back, "I know why." ”

A hint of surprise appeared on Old Reagan's somewhat guilty face, "Really?"

Olwes nodded, "Do you know what I praised you in front of Belil today, old man?"

"What?"

"I said you were a gentleman. ”

After parting ways with Reagan, the carriage came to a slow halt on the street, but it wasn't in front of the Royal Library, or even a little away from the Imperial Academy of Magic.

And at this moment, there was a tall and majestic figure standing in front of the door of the Academy of Magic, and after two gentle knocks, the coachman opened the curtain and asked her to come down, and he smiled gently and took off his hat and signaled, revealing his face, it was the "court jester", the emperor's favorite, Viscount Winifred.