Night soon fell, and in the auditorium of Galotti Academy, a grand ball was underway.

Elegant violin music wafted throughout the banquet hall, the girls wore gorgeous dresses with crystal clear ornaments, and the boys also wore elaborate suits and meticulous bow ties.

The girls weave gracefully through the crowd and smile charmingly at the handsome boys. There were also boys and girls talking in low voices, and occasionally the low laughter of the girls and the crisp clash of wine glasses could be heard.

And Ademia, the newborn of Garlotti, the so-called witch chosen by the Mirror of the Crimson Moon, is now hiding in the far corner of the banquet hall and eating cake.

Next to her was obsidian who was in cahoots with her, also chewing heavily.

Both of them ate very happily, and in order to eat, they even "lifted the seal" to take down the mask that was in the way, and ate with full firepower. It's just a pity for the delicate mask, I don't know where to throw it for these two guys.

If there's one thing Arshumia pleases most about this ball, it's the super delicious food! Galoti Academy is worthy of being the first academy standing at the apex of the Academy of Magic, and in Galotte Academy, even the food is so delicious! Judging from the food alone, she was so blessed to be able to study at Galotti Academy!

However, there are also shortcomings in happiness, such as...... The one next to her!

Archhumia bit the cake, looked at Obsidian unpleasantly, and said vaguely, "You guy has been asking me to be your dance partner before, and the real purpose is to hide here and eat!" She also thought that he was afraid that he would not be comfortable when he first came to be alone, and wanted to take care of himself with him, she was so naïve!

"Hey, hey, hey!" Obsidian squinted his eyes, a sly light flashed in his beautiful pupils, he licked his lips, his slightly long black hair pressed against his cheeks, revealing seven points of innocence and childishness, three points of lazy handsomeness, he dragged a long tail note, as if he was coquettish, "Because I guess you can't dance!" At the last welcome party, that girl kept pulling me to dance, which was so troublesome. He pouted, as if he had been greatly wronged. But in an instant, he looked at Archumia, and a flattering smile appeared on his delicate face, "I know that Miss Cute Witch is the best, and she will never ask me to dance, right?" ”

"Who can't dance!" Assaulted by Obsidian's weakness, Ashumia blushed unhappily, and the reckless words spat out of her mouth without thinking, "If you don't believe me, then let's go dance!" ”

"Good, good." Obsidian grinned and let go of the food in his hand, leaned in front of Ashimia, raised his chin, and showed his beautiful neck, "But, lovely Miss Witch, you have cream on the corner of your mouth!" ”

"Damn!" Archhumia cursed in a low voice, not knowing whether she was scolding herself for not speaking through her brain, or for scolding herself for not being good-looking, she reached out and wiped the corners of her mouth viciously, trying to hide her crimson cheeks with violent movements.

"Wrong, it's the left corner of the mouth." Obsidian casually pinned a strand of broken hair back behind her ear, kindly reminding.

Ashimia hurriedly shifted her hand to the other side and continued to rub it vigorously from side to side.

"Poof-" Obsidian's sudden laughter caught Archumia's attention, and she looked up at him.

"Miss Stupid Witch," Obsidian began, "there's no need to be so serious. He took a few steps back and leaned against the pillar next to him, as if he was enduring something, and it took him a long time to turn his head, and his tone became extremely serious, "Lie to you." ”

"Haha," the young man's slender body leaned against the pillar and let out a low chuckle. The light shone on his inky hair, and the dazzling reflected beams flickered into Archumia's eyes, and the delicate face of the young man amazed her and made her hate at the same time.

"Still, as a joke to make amends!" Obsidian stepped forward and pulled Archhumia into his arms, his eyes as deep and beautiful as nightfall, the glow and smile rippled together, and he had the smell of good sunshine on his body, which made Ashumia's heart beat half a beat slower.

He narrowed his eyes, but the sunny boy now revealed an incredible sense of black and elegant belly, his lips were thin and sexy, beautiful like dew-stained rose petals.

He bowed his head and whispered, "As an atonement, let me accompany you to the dance!" Lovely Miss Witch. ”