Donner hadn't been out of his room for three days since he had fled that night.

"It really doesn't look like a good person. Donner looked at his grim face in the mirror, and somewhat understood the half-elf girl's thoughts. He ran his right hand down his left cheek, then pressed his fingers together and scratched his chin.

I don't know what Gernada used, but the chin and upper lip were darker than the others, like the marks left by a shaved beard, so that the current Donner, or Bruce, was much older than he really was.

With such an image, sitting in the crowded ball, looking around, thoughtfully, no one will have a good impression when they see it.

In other words, the first step you take, something goes wrong.

Gernada said that as a killer, you either hide yourself completely and make people completely unaware of your existence, or simply blend in with the crowd and be an ordinary person who does not attract attention.

"Hey, don't you think my face is a little too recognizable right now?" Donner grumbled, turning.

Gernada stared at Donner's face for a moment, then nodded slightly, "You say that, it's really a little." ”

"By the standard of a killer, if you look like this, you've already failed half of the time......"

"Maybe others will think, how can a killer who looks so much like a killer not come to suspect you?"

"I think you're quibbling. Donner was blunt.

"Now that it's over, you're going to leave it at that. The face change method of transferring bones and muscles can only be used once in six years, otherwise the face will fall apart and become a monster. Gurnada shrugged and said, "You haven't been out for three days, can't it be because of this?"

"It has something to do with this face. Donner replied reluctantly.

"Don't make excuses. Enough rest, continue to practice swords!"

......

As evening came, Donner finally walked down the gangway again.

In November, it should already be a little chilly on the Hulse mainland, but on the sea, it is still warm. Since the East was downwind, there was little wind on deck.

To blend in with the crowd, Donner thought silently.

"Hi Viscount Gresham, how have you been doing these days?" Downer blurted out.

Gresham was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and said, "It's okay, it's okay......"

Donner was about to talk to him, but he walked away, intentionally or not.

This Viscount Gresham is indeed pretending to be a top nobleman to deceive the favor and wealth of those single noblewomen. But his skin was obviously not as thick as he imagined, and when Donner said it, he panicked and hurriedly avoided it.

"Nobody likes smart people. "It's the half-elf girl who makes people laugh and cry again.

"So no one likes you either?" retorted Donner.

Ruiko smiled smugly, his eyes narrowed slightly: "So, do you admit that I exposed it?"

"Don't fantasize, where are there so many bad people in this world. Donner said as he walked to an empty table.

"My mother said that there is no good man in the aristocracy. Rick sat down in front of Donner.

Donner had to sit in the chair next to the girl, and it occurred to him that maybe it would be nice to have a female companion as a cover.

"Aren't you also a nobleman?" asked Donner, looking at the girl's luxurious dress.

"I'm not a nobleman. Rickle replied lightly, then reverted back to the subject: "Tell me, what's your plan for today, are you going to blackmail that Gresham?"

"Why do you say that?"

"That guy didn't go back to his cabin last night, he must have stayed at Countess Perinan's, you see, Countess is in a good mood today, she looks a lot younger. Gresham may have already got what he wanted...... So, if we asked Gresham for some favors now, he would be surprisingly generous, right?" Rick said, the smile on her face getting thicker and thicker, "That's your plan, isn't it?"

"Black eats black?" asked Donner.

"Well, I like this saying, black eats black, haha, interesting. Ricke's eyes turned from Gresham's direction back to him.

"You can try it yourself, I'm not that interested. ”

"Your plans are bigger?" said Ruiko's blue eyes seemed to glow.

"I just like to observe people. Downer explained.

"Why observe people, if not for some benefit?" asked Reicco, puzzled, still not believing Donner's claim.

"My father was killed by someone he trusted during his lifetime, and before he died, he told me not to trust anyone, and since then, I have developed this habit, observing other people's minds, and if I look at them for a long time, I will find that everyone has a bad side. ”

Donner's lies about his father were not made up on the fly, but Natia's new identity for him—the youngest son of a giant merchant on the continent of Dolon, the only survivor of the family's disaster.

The giant merchant named Chris Wayne hired a bluebird mage who returned from the magic continent, but was eventually killed by this mage.

It's a true story, except that Donner claims to be the sole survivor of the family, when in fact, the real Bruce Wayne, the youngest son of the giant merchant, also died at the hands of the evil Blue Bird Mage.

This character, who is full of hatred for mages, fits well with the requirements of the Shadow Blade recruit.

"So, what is your ugly side?" Reicor seized the hole in Donner's words.

"Since I can't see anyone, of course I can't tell you. And, you'd better be careful, because from now on, I'm going to start watching you. Donner felt that he could not blindly avoid it, but should change from passive to proactive.

"I love this game, from now on, let's see who finds each other's secrets first. Rachel stood up, winked at Donner, and turned away.

Donner shook his head silently, a little crying and laughing. In that case, let this guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead be the target of his first assassination plan, he decided.

Rick walked away and went straight to the Caeusian-speaking area, which made Donner's job more difficult.

But now that his goal has been set, and there is still time before the end of the month, Donner simply relaxes and begins to try to blend in with the crowd.

Viscount Gresham and Countess Perlian are already in and out of pairs, like a couple in love, and apart from their accidents, there seem to be several newly formed couples at the ball. Donner couldn't help but wonder if the aristocratic men and women who looked like husbands and wives or lovers when he first came to the ball would be the same ones he had just met not long ago.

Miss Theresa is still alone, and she probably hasn't found a satisfactory person yet.

"Miss Theresa, I'm aspiring to be a knight. Donner greeted as he glanced at Rick on the other side of the dance floor, and the half-elf girl happened to look at him with a mysterious and somewhat mischievous smile.