Chapter 32: Failed Assassination
The hall was covered with ornate carved stone slabs, and in the corner of the hall, the Duke's excellent band had already demonstrated their skills for the ball, and after the opening dance, Elle did not go directly to the lounge on the second floor, but looked down from the cloister with great interest at the dance below.
Although Kersma used the magical item to create rules that limited her extraordinary abilities, the impact of the magical item while still wearing the "Disobedient" was minimal, and Kersma apparently ignored the influence between the two magical items that were both true creations.
In the back kitchen of the Duke's mansion, Hazel Macht, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, had changed her face at this time, and with the help of the high sequence of Jörmungad, she managed to steal the appearance that did not belong to her, although this only lasted for a short time, and she carefully imitated the others to carry various drinks and food to the "restaurant".
Audrey dancing the opening dance. Hall was standing on the second floor of the ball hall, staring at the huge crystal chandelier hanging from the roof in a daze, looking at the candles on it, but after finding that many people were about to move, she wanted to come and invite the dance, so she wittily left the place and stepped into the corridor leading to the "restaurant".
It's really boring, but I can't help but participate...... Well, can't they just let me observe there quietly? I have to say that some people have such a rich expression when they dance, and it always reminds me of those courtship animals...... Audrey looked down at her toes and walked boredly.
At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure approaching, hurriedly slowed down, straightened her back, and instantly changed back to the elegant and quiet Miss Hall.
"Hello, Baron Gramire." Audrey greeted with a flawless smile and etiquette. Smile and salute each other.
"Hello, Miss Hall, you are the brightest and brightest jewel of this ball." Baron Gramiel, who had sparse eyebrows and pale blue eyes, greeted him with the same smile.
After a few pleasantries, Baron Gramiel walked to the ball hall, while Audrey continued closer to the "dining room" position.
After taking a few steps, she suddenly frowned, and her green eyes were full of doubts:
"Baron Gramire is not the same as usual......"
Presumably, Hazel had not yet mastered the working methods of a maid, and as she passed by the sparse-eyebrowed, blue-eyed Baroness, she glanced back with a wistful glance, and then ran headlong into the girl in front of her, who was carefully lifting the corners of her skirt.
The wine in the tray was spilled all over the dress, which looked expensive, and it didn't spill to the ground at all. Hazel was a little dumbfounded and looked at the beautiful girl with pale blonde hair and green eyes in front of her, and she didn't know what to do for a while.
"Hug ...... Sorry ......" Audrey looked at the skirt spilled with wine with some annoyance, and made a smiling expression helplessly:
"It's okay, be careful, pay more attention to your step, you can continue to work." Fortunately, no one around noticed this scene, if she told other nobles or dukes about this, this girl might lose her job on the spot, although Audrey felt very sorry for this dress, but in the end she didn't say anything.
What's more, there are more important things now.
"Thank you for your kindness and kindness." Hazel lowered her head to hide her expression, and after hearing the sweet and childish voice that was very recognizable, she thought of a person almost instantly.
Miss "Justice" will be routinely greeted at every tarot meeting!
Hazel watched as the beautiful girl who seemed to be Miss "Justice" walked quickly into the dining room to find Count Hall and the others who were talking to the chief secretary of the cabinet, although she had already revealed the matter just now, Hazel still left the place quickly, ready to quietly meet the priest of the Storm Church.
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"The Hanged Man" Alger Wilson did not stay in the Cathedral of the Holy Wind in the Jowood District because of the previous agreement, but he did not go to Duke Negan's residence, but went directly to find Cardinal Ace Snake, the archbishop of the Storm Church in Beckland!
He didn't dare to give his hope to the stranger completely when it came to killing Ziringus, not to mention that he didn't trust her.
Elle casually held a glass of Ormere wine, and although Kersma didn't allow her to touch the drink named after the former Giant King, she could always drink it secretly whenever she wanted to.
Her gaze had been sneaking on the duke in his dark blue admiral's suit, Ziringus' wriggling hunger possessing the ability of a "faceling", and it was nearly impossible to find him in the crowd. But now that his assassination target has appeared, there's no need to go to great lengths to look for it in the crowd.
She secretly tugged at the collar around her neck, and finally gave up trying to find a way to take it off, all the plans and arrangements had been arranged, and it was impossible to be reduced to the point where she needed to do it herself.
She looked vaguely at the girl standing in the corner, and though her face was dressed differently, the feeling of serenity in Jörmungård reassured her easily.
Everything was ready, just waiting for Ziringus to make a move, and she gently rubbed the ring on her finger, which would also be a good time for her to get rid of the group of madmen in the Aurora Society.
The only problem was the mark that Ulorius had left on herself, which, while largely restrained from contamination, also left her almost completely exposed to the other party's view.
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In the enthusiastic dance music, Zillingers rehearsed the next action in his mind, and finally sighed in his heart with a little regret:
"It's a pity that I haven't found that 'Traveler' in the past few days, otherwise I wouldn't have to worry about anything tonight."
He glanced at the huge crystal chandelier hanging from the roof and decided not to wait any longer. He locked onto the brown-haired man in a black tuxedo next to the duke, and pressed his right hand forward in a small way.
A sudden wind swept over the dance floor, blowing out the candles on the crystal chandelier.
Just when the light and darkness were intertwined, at the moment when everyone's eyes were attracted, several thin wind blades slashed on the metal chain hanging the crystal chandelier with the help of the wind, and slashed at the same part.
In the tooth-aching sound of shattering, the huge crystal chandelier crashed straight into the dance floor, smashing the ground with a loud bang, smashing one after another, smashing many guests to be injured by the flying debris, and let out a scream of extreme fear.
Taking advantage of the darkness and chaos in the hall, the glove on Zilingers' left palm squirmed and changed, condensing the golden surface.
His expression was then full of majesty, and his gaze saw through the darkness, staring at the man beside Duke Negan.
Suddenly, two rays of lightning-like light lit up in Zilingers' eyes. The extraordinary, who was responsible for protecting Duke Negan, let out a scream and rolled on the ground with his head clutched.
Zilingers' figure cut through the shadows and quickly rushed towards his target, but to his surprise, the other party was prepared, and he was also an extraordinary!
How can it be! Although he was reluctant to accept this fact, Zilingers responded quickly, the glove on his left palm wriggled to reveal a dark golden fine scale, and his pupils faded and erected.
Then, an invisible wave swept in all directions, and gentlemen and ladies fell into uncontrollable fear at the same time, and they left their hiding places and ran aimlessly, and the scene suddenly became extremely chaotic.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, a hurricane circled around him, ran at high speed, slammed open the door of a break room and jumped out of the convex belly window!
"Keep up with him!" Dark brown eyes shimmered with a faint silver glow, and Hazel held her left hand in a weak grip, skillfully and quickly stealing the distance between her and her opponent.
After a while, a gust of wind blew towards Duke Negan's mansion, and the cardinal of the Storm Church, the "Singer of God" Ace Snake, flew directly over with several "substitute punishments".
Elle, on the second floor, watched with interest as she gently reached out and snapped her fingers, and her body quickly turned into a puddle of viscous, thick, disgusting black liquid.
"For the Lord!"
In the middle of the hall, a loud bang suddenly erupted around Kersma, who had been deliberately opened, and blood-red flesh splattered in all directions, and in the chaotic screams, he looked at Snake who had hurried to meet each other.
"Aurora Club!" The "Singer of the Gods" looked angrily at the flesh surging towards the man, and there seemed to be a flash of thunder in his eyes.
Quesma almost subconsciously looked towards the second floor, but where was there Elle's figure at this time, he suddenly understood, turned his head and rushed outside!
When I go back, let her and the rest of the Aurora Club come into contact with me, and I'm a curly-haired baboon!