With the day of the founding of the nation approaching and the joy of the whole country, and the victory of the Red of War would undoubtedly add to this grand occasion, the Black Emperor decreed that the opening ceremony and the feast of the Red Angel should be arranged on the same day: the day was a neat procession, a solemn ceremony, the Emperor's speeches and a grand sacrifice, and the night was a fragrant wine, a cheerful music, a wonderful song and dance, and the protagonist of the feast, which became especially exciting after the day of hard work and sitting upright.

"So you're going to leave for your first few dances?"

Thoth was about to answer, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Little Yelena, in your heart, I don't have the option of 'one stop to the end'?" ”

Yelena shook her head firmly, "Father said that you are more concerned about fruit tarts and ice cream than the waist and jade hands of ladies and ladies, and when you are almost finished, you will not be interested in staying." ”

"How did He speak to me like a rice bucket?" Thoth sighed sadly and covered his heart, "It hurts my self-esteem too much. ”

Yelena chuckled like a string of bells that could not be stopped, causing several nearby nobles who admired self-denial to turn their heads—and then turn back under Thoth's understatement, dotted glance. According to the "ladylike aesthetic" that was generally popular among the aristocratic class, whether it was laughing or fighting with men, it was a rude act that should be scoffed at, but under the gaze of those peeping eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, these contempt and condemnation only dared to rot in their stomachs.

Medici, who was talking to the adjutant, looked over as if he had a feeling, and waved casually.

"My father is calling me, so I'll go first. Uncle Thoth, ...... you? ”

"Go ahead, I'll go somewhere else."

"So, how many dances are you going to dance?"

Thoth raised an eyebrow slightly, "Eavesdropping is not a decent act, Lord Abraham." ”

Bethel Abraham retorted: "It's as if it were appropriate to leave the banquet early." ”

"Heh, who was the one who slipped away last time on the rooftop? Your twin brother? ”

Duke Abraham followed his tone and said, "Voyeurism is not a proper act, your Excellency." ”

They laughed in unison, touched the goblets in their hands, and began to pretend to praise the great empire and wish His Majesty the Emperor well-being, while little Abraham toes at the ground in embarrassment for the evil taste of the ancestors and the hidden lords.

In fact, these two bigwigs of the mysterious world will not honestly spend even half of the banquet, but they will seriously embellish their motives for running away, so that those who don't know the truth will be awe-inspired.

"Apprentices belong to the stars, not the ground, and dwelling on the exuberance of the surface is not conducive to exploring the mysteries of the stars," Bethel said. ”

"The voyeur should stay away from the hustle and bustle, explore the extraordinary mystery outward, and discover the potential of the heart inward," said Thoth. ”

In this regard, Medici, who had seen everything, rolled his eyes: "If you want to get out, don't get out of so many bells and whistles." ”

Despite the Hunter's pesky mouth, Bethel and Thoth were more than happy to attend the Medici feast, because it meant that they could come and go as they wanted without explaining anything, hello to me, hello to everyone.

But this time, Thoth did not give a clear answer, but sighed softly, and before this breath could be dissipated, the shadow of order came, and the guests consciously parted paths, the men bowed to their chests, the women bent down and lifted their skirts, and dared to look only at the scarlet carpet, until the incomparably noble emperor walked to the top of the hall and allowed them to raise their heads.

Only then did it become known that there was a woman standing beside His Majesty the Emperor, dressed in a long golden dress, with her black curly hair tied into a noble bun, adorned with amethysts and white pearls, and the sparkle in her eyes was brighter than jewelry—an undisguised enterprising spirit that did not belong to a noble lady who only knew her husband and children, nor to a noble lady whose life goal was to marry into an angelic family. If a man is cowardly in his heart, I am afraid that he will only be forced to look up by such eyes.

In the eyes of the elders, her eyes resemble those of the Black Emperor who had not yet become a god, but was only one step away from holding power in the palm of his hand - as the saying goes, "a tiger father has no dog son", and the bloodline will always inherit those striking traits.

"His Royal Highness the Vatini......" Someone couldn't help but be dazzled and let out a whisper of awe.

"To be honest, this little girl looks okay." Psychic communication was quietly established across a distance of more than ten meters, and Medici commented on Her Royal Highness's appearance without changing her face, "Even I think it's a little too much to call her 'crooked neck tree'." ”

"Ahem, I said it was an analogy." Thoth put it in a less artistic way, "I mean, she's not for me, and if we're really together, I'm going to have to be as uncomfortable as hanging." ”

"Indeed, if you still want to live a comfortable life, don't marry her, no matter how much territory and wealth her dowry is." Medici's tone suddenly became serious, as if it was not a drunken vanity fair, but a rapidly changing battlefield.

"yes, I know."

Perhaps it was because Thoth's reaction was so bland that the Medici wanted to say something more to show the seriousness of the matter, but the Black Emperor's speech was over, the soothing dance music was played, the men and women stood in pairs, and the Vatini princess also walked towards Thoth, perhaps because her momentum was so fierce that people subconsciously gave way to it. Thoth didn't deliberately avoid it, firstly because it was rude, and secondly because although he didn't intend to marry the other party, he didn't refuse to give a dance yet.

A red shadow flashed before Her Highness the Princess stood still, like a cunning fox. Yelena blinked, held up one hand like a gentleman, and stretched out the other: "Honorable Hidden Excellency, can you enjoy the light?" ”

Her dress today was not a traditional long dress, but a satin shirt with a large area of lace sewn on her chest, a crimson brocade coat and slim-fitting trousers with the upper half tightly tied up and the lower half of her body roomy, her hair was coiled high, and a white feather pinned to an all-black top hat, which was more feminine than Thoth's purple robe embroidered with a star pattern with silver thread.

"Oh, you...... The next is not an example. He smiled helplessly, then took the girl's hand and slid onto the dance floor.

The music transitions from tactful to passionate, providing a good cover for whispering.

"You shouldn't have let His Highness the Vatini get off the stage in front of so many people." That being said, Thoth's tone was not reproachful.

Yelena snorted lightly and slid forward, "Didn't she already think of the angel's position as a bag?" Will the angels of the future still hurt their self-esteem over such a small matter? ”

Thoth raised an eyebrow in surprise: "You know?" ”

"Father told me that His Majesty intends to choose one of his many children to inherit the characteristics of the 'Duke of Entropy', and she and Prince Ellsbeth, who is also in Sequence 3, have been fighting openly and secretly for a long time, and are busy forming a faction." Yelena paused, "As for why she's eyeing you......"

"To be precise, it wasn't she who chose me, but His Majesty who chose me." Thoth took over the conversation in a calm tone, and spun around again as she walked. The eyes of the noblewoman, whose skirt bloomed like flowers, widened in surprise, and she could not believe that the king of angels had taken a female step with condescension.

"If this happens, a new angelic family will be born, countless titles, annuities and fiefs will be given - but money, land and official positions are always limited, and the founding nobles will not watch their cake be divided, so there will be a power struggle again...... All this is what His Majesty the Emperor is happy to see, and when the power of the nobility is consumed by the struggle for power, the imperial power will naturally be consolidated. ”

"That can't be used as a bargaining chip." Yelena pursed her lips unhappily, "Obviously, you are doing well alone, but you have to stuff someone you don't know at all...... It's annoying. ”

"yes, that's annoying." Thoth sighed. "I'm so old, I'm not suitable for the troublesome management of marriage."

When the instrument is over, they let go of each other's hands and face the next dance partner.

"Good evening, Your Excellency." The brown-haired young man greeted politely, "You still look so elegant. ”

Thoth swallowed a crude interjection, smiled gracefully, and replaced it with a reserved tone: "Good evening, Your Excellency Tudor, you look so good. After the greeting, he graciously handed his hand to Alista Tuddor, and Alista took his hand and wrapped his arms around his waist as if nothing had happened—in the open Solomonic Empire, it was not something to criticize for two men dancing together, and even more so that few people dared to laugh at the two angels.

But Medici was undoubtedly one of the "few", and he turned down the invitation to dance, and was drinking at the long table with the asymmetrical candlestick, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but show a meaningful look on his face, and Thoth flicked his eye knife in time, and the words "Don't hold back laughing" were clearly written in his eyes—but the momentary distraction almost caused him to step on the instep of Arista's foot.

"On the dance floor, you should focus on your dance partner, so that it is in line with etiquette and respect for the teacher."

A nostalgic title. Thoth munched on the word "teacher" silently, remembering that not long after the Royal Academy was founded, Alista was still a Sequence 7 bribe-taker, and he was quite at odds with Trensost, often arguing over a topic...... Oh no, they're not dealing with each other now, it's just that when they were younger, they would pull each other's hair, and now they're better at saying weird things about yin and yang, and when they were younger, the apologies they gave each other after a fight were trinkets, and now they're sending each other's gardens and hunting grounds...... At the end of the day, it hasn't changed.

"You're right, I'm distracted."

"Because of His Highness the Vatiny?" Arista went straight to the point, which surprised Thoth, "In my opinion, although you do not have the title of nobleman, in terms of knowledge, cultivation, appearance, and bearing, you will not be inferior to any of the nobles present, perhaps only an elegant and noble woman like His Royal Highness the Vatini can match you." ”

"Alas, flattery is saved." Thoth took Arista's palm as the axis and turned a circle lightly, "Don't say you don't know what it means for me to marry the Vatini, little Arry." ”

Arista's expression froze for a moment, but after a moment, he reverted back to the faithful and tame courtier, and exhorted in a respectful and pious tone: "It is disrespectful to conceal Your Excellency, and to speculate on Your Majesty's intentions as a courtier. ”

"Hehe, that means ......"

Solomon's gaze shifted as if he felt something, and Alista quietly squeezed his hand.

"I'll be a father to several children, just like you." Thoth said with emotion, "Speaking of which, little Davis is really like you, just as smart and sharp. ”

Alista loosened the strength of her hand and drew a semicircle gracefully on her toes, "Thank you for your appreciation of him, but he's still a long way from the word 'sharp teeth'." ”

"But in addition to witty eloquence, the future pillars of the empire must also have a strong physique. The sword competition is just a few days away, how is he preparing? ”

"That's what you're saying. In order to win the reputation of the family, he has been training hard for three months. ”

"Hehe, then I wish him to shine in front of His Majesty."

The music comes to a halt in a mixture of genuine and false chatter.