"You look great, but why do you have a woman's sword at your waist?" asked Billy, scratching his head.

Black Prince Edward snorted disdainfully, and then said, "Sure enough, Yu shouldn't have illusions about people like you who have muscles in their heads. Beauty, beauty doesn't exist in your cognition, forget it, it's useless to talk about this with a guy like you. ”

Billy nodded inexplicably, he really didn't know how to appreciate the so-called artistic atmosphere, in his opinion, everything delicate and delicate should be used by women.

As a man, Edward, the Black Prince, hangs a woman's thin sword, which looks good, but Billy always feels a little disobedient, but it doesn't matter.

"Shall we carry a weapon tonight?" said Billy, looking at the unsightly thin sword at Edward's waist.

"Billy Hairington, haven't you heard Yu's words? Yu wants a perfect ball, not a city that you need to raid, tell Yu, do you know what Yu means?" said this, the Black Prince Edward looked at Billy with hope, he was really afraid that this guy would pull out a war hammer when he danced tonight, or simply, just hold the war hammer in the middle of the dance floor and dance like a fool, it was ridiculous.

"Oh, yes, sir, I mean, I see what you mean. Billy hurriedly put his hand on his hand and said, "Rest assured, we will give you a good night." ”

"I hope so. Edward, the Black Prince, said suspiciously.

The hall used for the dance had been sorted out, and before arranging the things on the ground, Becky had the chandelier overhead filled with oil. A diamond-shaped crystal pendant hangs underneath the chandelier's bowl, and when the lamp flickers, the multi-edged crystal surface reflects a colorful light, adding an ethereal haze to the gorgeous hall......

White tablecloths have been laid out on the tables around the hall, fresh flowers are placed in the center, and chefs with long bread knives are already standing at the table, ready to cut freshly baked pastries for the guests.

Although the final number has not been determined, a large number of white plates are piled up on each table, and the maids in black maid costumes wear crisp white lace aprons and smile as they dip their Bordeaux red wine into the ice buckets covered with napkins......

The preparations for the banquet are ready, and when the sun sets, the gates of Versailles will be open to all who are obedient!

"My lord, the prom is ready. After everything was done, Pinky returned to Edward, the Black Prince, and she was wearing a set of off-white palace dresses tonight, the long skirt was like a silver river dragging on the ground, which was soft and heartwarming.

Except for the beautiful large necklace around her neck, Pinkie Pie did not wear any other jewelry, in fact, even if she wore jewelry, it could not hide her own brilliance.

Edward, the Black Prince, stood silently in front of the window, watching the red sunset on the curtains sink over the horizon, and when the last ray of sunlight disappeared, he took out his precious silk gloves and put them on, and then stretched out his arm: "Now that we are ready, let's start, tonight, it will be a feast of blood......"

Becky obediently put her hand around the crook of Edward, the Black Prince, and the two of them walked towards the hall together. On both sides of the wide corridor, neatly dressed maids saluted the two of them one by one, watching the master of the palace step into the center of the feast.

Just as the Black Prince Edward and Pinkie were moving, the gates of the Palace of Versailles were slowly opened, and men and women dressed in festive costumes poured into the palace like a colorful tide on the hundreds of carriages that had been waiting outside the gate.

In such a tide, it is simply easy to mix a few pebbles.

"I really don't know where these guys, who usually don't even have enough to eat, have the strength to get so many carriages, it's crazy. Jill said quietly while arranging her somewhat messy dress.

"You've found the root of the problem, and it's only reasonable that hungry humans would do incredible things in their pursuit of food. Vlad III put gloves on his hands and brushed aside the broken hair on his forehead, "Remember, from now on talk to me as little as possible, your task is to navigate the chaotic crowd and listen to their conversations." ”

Vlad III said, pulling a silver dagger out of his cuff: "Don't take it out until you have to, and be careful when using it, the blade is silver-plated, and it will hurt you, remember to hide it." ”

Jill nodded and took it carefully, then wrapped it in a handkerchief and hid it in his clothes, he checked his fake beard again, and quietly gave Vlad III a confirmed look.

"Go ahead, take it easy, don't forget it's a ball, if it's too stiff, you'll be recognized. Vlad III patted Gil on the shoulder, and then walked into the hall first.

After passing through the heavy gate, faint music came to his face, and after a brief glance around, Vlad III walked straight to the table with the ice wine.

The intimate maid poured Vlad III wine before he arrived, and Vlad III gracefully accepted it, smiling and expressing his gratitude. He picked up the glass and drank it down, the fruity aroma of wine extending from his mouth, and after pouring another glass of wine, Vlad III walked into the crowd with the glass in one hand.

He was just about to approach a few people who were not interested in food, when the melodious dance music suddenly turned into a rousing march, and with the light sound of drums, Edward the Black Prince and Pinkie Becky stepped on the red carpet and slowly walked into the dance hall.

The flower bulbs hanging from the ceiling suddenly exploded, and the white lily petals slowly fell from the sky like a scattered rain. Edward and Becky, the Black Princes, walk among the flowers and rain, like the bride and groom at the wedding ceremony.

"The woman's appearance is okay, as for the bastard himself, his taste is too bad, and the thin sword hanging from his waist looks like a vulgar nouveau riche showing off his wealth, and even more so if you wear a crown made of gold. Vlad III took a sip of the red wine in his glass and said disdainfully.

He spoke in a very small voice, and with the sound of music muffled, no one around him could hear him.

Edward, the Black Prince, of course, did not know that anyone was questioning his taste, and he smiled and beckoned, like a newly enthroned king inspecting his own people: "Thank you all for your visit, I did not expect so many people to accept Yu's generosity, this is really a good thing." ”

Edward, the Black Prince, glanced at Becky, who knowingly let go of his hand and stood silently behind him.

"Yu may be a demonic existence in the eyes of many people, but I'm sorry, it's all your stupid prejudice. Do you know what Yu Zaiguo thinks of?' 'The patron saint of the common people'! Yes, this title was imposed on Yu by the people themselves, and Yu did not do anything great, but only did his duty. The Black Prince Edward opened his hand slightly, and then pressed it on his chest, "Yu is very generous, as long as you are willing to accept it, Yu can give you everything you want, wealth, honor, and power!"

At that moment, the orchestra suddenly came with a shocking accent, and everyone closed their mouths in unison, and only the aftermath echoed in the wide hall.

"But that's not the theme of tonight, the ball is all about dancing, that's all. Just when the atmosphere was a little stiff, Edward, the Black Prince, spoke, and the originally dignified air suddenly lightened.

He gestured in the direction of the band, and a melodious waltz encircled the hall, and Becky handed a cup of bright red liquid to Edward, the Black Prince, who held it aloft. It was like a command, and the entire hall raised their glasses: "Enjoy this rare night, maybe it's the last time......"

As he spoke, Edward, the Black Prince, drank all the liquid in the cup, and what no one noticed was that his eyes turned red at some point, exuding an icy aura.

After doing all this, Edward the Black Prince took Becky's hand, and the two danced to the melody in the center of the dance floor.

Vlad III stood on the periphery of the crowd, snorted coldly, raised his glass and walked towards where Jill was. The latter now pretended to take a cup, and was entangled by a somewhat bewitching girl dressed up, looking a little helpless.

Just as Vlad III was about to approach Jill, a somewhat familiar figure flashed in front of him and walked straight towards a lonely, beautiful girl.

Vlad III's eyes widened sharply, and he looked at the man's back in disbelief, it was a rather beautiful man, exuding an elegant gentlemanly air from top to bottom. That feeling was a fatal attraction to the woman, and the girl who was being targeted by the man soon fell into his hands, and the two bodies gradually moved closer together, and then walked towards the center of the dance floor.

"Hey, sir, what are you looking at?" a fingertip tapped lightly on Vlad III's shoulder, and then suddenly woke up from the silence.

Vlad III turned his head and saw Gil standing behind him, with a strange expression on his face: "Why did you come here, didn't you say that you should try not to get close to me?"

"My lord, I really didn't mean to, but I really can't help it. Jill's face was a little distressed, and he secretly pointed to the woman who was dressed very seductively, and whispered.

Vlad III followed his fingers, and saw that the woman was also looking in the direction where they were, and saw Vlad III's gaze fall on him, the woman was slightly stunned at first, and then stomped her foot in some annoyance, and walked away with something in her mouth.