Chapter 358: Men and Women at the Banquet
The banquet time gradually entered the late night, but the sky was still clear.
The enthusiasm of the crowd is also like this city of eternal sun, which still maintains a high level of vitality.
The golden liquor is unbridled, like beating music, and the joy is pouring in, and the whole city seems to be transformed into a stage, and people can be seen dancing everywhere.
The rules of the pas de deux were clearly a little deception on the part of Tina, and the purpose was self-evident.
Pas de deux, trio, and even legionnaire dances
There are no rules, no constraints, people indulge in the joy of the moment.
Even the busiest farmer has put down his work in the fields and held his calloused wife's hand to celebrate this new day with the city.
Inside Elise's castle
A bald head suddenly appeared in the crowd!
Ahem, cough, cough. To be precise, it is behind the crowd~~~~
At the moment, outside the bustling castle hall.
A muscular but cowering figure was lying quietly outside the door of the banquet hall in a zigzag posture, secretly looking for someone's back through the crack in the door.
The lights of the ball shone on the slippery head, reflecting a dazzling white light.
It's weird that it's good-looking.
"Hello?"
Suddenly, a hand slammed on his shoulder, and a familiar voice rang out.
Startled, Marquis almost jumped up, but fortunately the years of mental training kept him from shouting.
"What a little bastard."
Annoyed, he rolled up his sleeves and turned his head angrily to get angry.
However, when he turned around and saw the person who was disturbing him, he suddenly froze in place.
"What are you doing here?"
Hasselblad looked at the bald man in front of him suspiciously, a little surprised that the other party's huge body could do such complex movements.
"No, I didn't do anythingββ~"
In the face of this Qingmei who took away his first kiss, Marquis's tone was a little wrong.
"Are you singing?"
Hasselblad tilted his head, he didn't expect this "stupid big man" who grew up together since childhood to have this talent.
"I didn't β have β."
The more Marquis talked, the more chaotic he became, and finally he simply folded his hands to cover his mouth, looking like a bullied little daughter-in-law, staring pitifully at Hasselblad.
"Poof!"
"Hahaha, okay, okay, I won't tease you."
Hasselblad was laughed and cried by his performance.
She knew everything, she was just deliberately teasing this guy.
Whoever has kept himself waiting for so many years, he will only play drunk all day long, so as to get closer to himself.
β.β
After being silent for a long time, the two suddenly spoke at the same time:
"You"
"Me"
"Well, you say it first."
Marquis blushed, never having the courage to speak up a second time.
"You"
Hasselblad shook his head helplessly, then grabbed the big stupid man's hand and dragged the other person outside.
While dragging it, Hasselblad said calmly:
"I asked the Legion Commander for a day off, and I also took a day off for you."
"Oh."
"My bed is pretty big."
"Oh."
"Like me?"
"Hmm."
After subconsciously responding, Marques's eyes widened instantly.
He hurriedly grabbed Hasselblad's hand, trying to explain something.
But in the next second, Hasselblad's body returned to him like an ordinary person, along with his retracted palm.
The eyes are facing each other
Hasselblad's originally indifferent eyes were now only gentle.
Marquis seems to have finally understood something.
He swallowed, and the strong man stretched out his hand little by little, clumsy and cautious, as if facing a fragile treasure, and slowly hugged the other party.
"I like you, Hasselblad."
The wind blows through the castle, bringing up the fallen leaves in a swirling manner.
There was a hint of a smile in Hasselblad's eyes:
"Me too."
Under the light of the stars, the backs of the two gradually drifted apart.
The other side
It's different from the joyous scenes that can be seen everywhere.
Only one table in the entire castle was still clean, free of clutter, not even a single piece of food.
"Proposal for Urban Construction Planning in the Future of Wing Future"
Sitting at the table, Karui was dressed in bandages and holding a quill in his left hand.
looks like a mummy in the new century, but it still can't stop the other party's heart from working overtime.
And around him were stacks of government manuals, white folds and gray-white bandages were particularly matched, as if the stealth mode was turned on, and Karui was "drowned" in a sea of documents.
Those are all big and small things that have happened in the city and the legion in the past few days, and they all need his approval.
There is no way, there is a city lord who doesn't care about anything and two colleagues who are in love at public expense, and Kalu, the deputy commander of the army who is only 38 years old and can't retire early, can only work hard.
Although, he has just been rescued from a near-death state
The joys and sorrows of people are not connected, just as the crowd waving and dancing in front of him is excited, but Karui only thinks they are noisy.
For a moment, in fact, Karui also thought:
"Now, there is nothing wrong with the destruction of the city, at least, I don't have to deal with these headache chores day and night."
But this ridiculous idea is just a small complaint after three days of work.
"Shhhh
On the other side, Elise, who was sitting at the table and indulging in "wine", suddenly shivered involuntarily.
She subconsciously turned her head.
Outside the window, an old tree looms outside the palace door.
"Strange, how can that crooked-necked tree outside the window be so tempting?"
Elise asked, confused.
"You've drunk too much and you're hallucinating, aren't you?"
Ron, who was sitting across from her and tasting the food, looked up speechlessly at the drunken and crazy Elise.
Where did this crooked-necked tree come from within a radius of several hundred meters, why didn't he see it.
Lo and behold, this is the difference between big capitalists and small capitalists.
Tina, who was sitting next to Ron, had already been driven by the carnival atmosphere around her.
She couldn't wait to grab Ron's little dragon claw, ignoring the greasy food on it, and shouted excitedly:
"Ron, let's go dancing too! Tina has never danced a pas de deux before! β
β.β
Putting down the half-gnawed crystal elbow in his hand, Ron sighed.
This is the child who has clearly never been hungry, ignoring delicious food, but is keen on useless human body movements.
"Let's go."
A young dragon took Tina's hand.
No way, who let this be their own "stupid".
He doesn't spoil him, does he want others to pamper him?
"Wait."
When she arrived at the stage entrance of the castle hall, the excited Tina took the initiative to stop the footsteps of a certain dragon.
Ron turned around and asked, confused:
"What's wrong? Have you finally figured out how stupid dancing is? β
"Well, no."
Tina shook her head and looked at him in surprise, "Are you going to dance with me like this?" β
If she hadn't said it, Ron would have forgotten about it.
There is no way, the longer he becomes a dragon, the weaker his memories of past humans become, and many habits have already become real dragons.
"Actually, it's not uncommon for dragons to dance for the dragons."
Smash it, smash it, Ron made a small suggestion.
"Are you trying to destroy the city?"
Tina was speechless.
After thinking about the scene carefully, Ron regretfully gave up the idea of dancing in the body of a dragon.
The [Dragon Dance] displayed by the demigod iridescent dragon is indeed not something that mortals can withstand.
"That's it. So be it. β
Under Tina's excited gaze, Ron waved his wings and slowly landed on the ground.
The moment the dragon's claws touched the ground, the dazzling and beautiful young dragon disappeared, replaced by an ordinary-looking young human figure dressed in a suit.
"Huh? I thought you'd still use that human form? β
Tina looked at Ron in amazement, looked around him for a moment, and then sighed in amazement.
She had expected Ron to show off the handsome young man he had taken on a human form, and Tina was still impressed by the extreme beauty that almost transcended race.
"Do you want this dance party to become an 18 forbidden episode?"
Even how high is the charisma value in his state, Ron looked at Tina speechlessly.
He was tempted to pry open her little skull now to see what was inside.
Sweet tofu brain!?
Moreover, this is actually his real "original" image.
"Ahem."
Casually tidying up the suit made of dragon scales, Ron's eyes glanced to the side, and asked as if intentionally or unintentionally:
"Why, this way. You don't like it? β
"How so."
Tina stretched out her hand and responded as a matter of course:
"Whatever you look like, Tina loves it."
The soft, firm voice made Ron's body froze slightly.
Then as if he had let go of something, the corners of his mouth rose, and he slowly reached out and pulled up the small hands that were specially covered with golden tulle gloves:
"This beautiful Miss Golden Dragon, do you want to dance?"
"Don't!"
Tina grinned and refused, "At least twice!" β
Ron shook his head, smiled and gently hugged the girl's slender waist:
"I'll be with you as many times as I want."
Center of the stage
In the envious and blessed eyes of everyone, the young couple gradually came to the center of the stage.
Their dancing is graceful and agile.
The girls turned lightly, as if soaring in the sky, and the dance revealed a charming charm, and the whole dance floor was enchanted by their dance steps.
Although a small number of people are puzzled, why did Miss Jin Long choose this ordinary-looking young man as her dance partner
Window
Three blue birds erect their feathers for their companions while carefully observing the "mother" on stage.
At the same time, they seem to have finally understood who their "father" really is
The graceful posture of the tutor on the dance floor aroused Raya's envy.
"Let's go dancing too!"
She put down the juice in her hand and hurriedly pulled Fran beside her to join the "battlefield".
"Wait! Why me! Shouldn't it be Bill's guy! β
Reluctantly put down the cake, and Fran, who still had a little cream on the corner of her mouth, complained.
Raya laughed, tied her short hair as she ran, stretched out her hand to Fran like a noble gentleman, and said:
"Hee-hee, because we are best friends~~~ This beautiful young lady, can you enjoy it tonight?"
Fran looked at the "gentleman" in front of him with a smile and a smile.
But she took Raya's hand anyway.
"Let's go, my prince~"
In an instant, Fran's aura changed, as if she had turned into a fairy tale princess, and gracefully accepted the prince's invitation.
As the two slowly walked in.
On the dance floor, they are surrounded by twinkling lights and slow music.
As soon as she entered the venue, unlike Fran's skillful and calm performance, perhaps because she had never participated in this kind of banquet, Raya, who was originally elated, became a little restrained.
She grabbed Fran's hand tightly, and the position that had been rushing in front gradually moved behind Fran, and said nervously like a fart:
"Fran, there's a lot of people here, or else."
"Follow my pace, forget everything, and enjoy."
Fran smiled slightly, took the initiative to hold Raya's waist, and began to slowly integrate the girl into the rhythm of the dance floor.
As the tempo of the music increased, they began to dance in gorgeous steps. Raya also seems to be melted by the music and dance, and she gradually relaxes and dances passionately with Fran.
Although, by this time, the white shoes on Fran's feet had turned gray, and someone's footprints could still be faintly seen from them.
Behind the two.
Bill silently holds a glass of juice and smiles as he watches the two perform ugly duckling-like clumsy dance moves on the edge of the stage.
Although there are many beautiful maidens and noble ladies who try to invite this beautiful young man with excellent temperament to dance with him.
But apparently, none of them succeeded.
"Why don't you go to your dance partner?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind Bill.
Hearing this, Bill subconsciously looked back at the other party, but met a pair of emerald green eyes.
"Greetings, Mistress Elise."
Gentleman Bill bowed slightly.
Elise shook her wine glass and walked slowly in front of the junior.
Elise is no stranger to the legendary genius in front of her.
The fact that the other party rises like the sun and falls as quickly as a meteor has always been a topic of conversation throughout the Rose Kingdom, and Elise, as one of the captains of the Five-Color Legion, knows some secrets that ordinary people don't know.
Looking at one of the twin stars who seemed to have been reborn, Elise subconsciously recalled the ordinary figure in the center of the stage.
"Is that guy doing a good job again?"
Elise pursed her red lips and whispered to herself.
"What?"
Bill didn't hear clearly, and asked subconsciously.
But soon, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I misheard." β
For this senior who suddenly appeared, Bill has 120% respect.
This is not to blame him, as early as when he was born, the title of Elise [Blue Guardian] had already resounded throughout the continent.
"It's okay, take it easy."
Elise shook her head, indicating that she didn't care about these worldly etiquette.
"Did those two little girls come with you?"
Pointing to Raya and Fran, Elise asked calmly as she shook her red wine glass slightly.
Hearing this, Bill raised his head slightly, carefully observing the senior's expression, trying to determine what the other party meant.
Tonight's Elise is beautiful and heartwarming.
Her lips were bright red, and she wore a special evening gown with an ornate emerald and gemstone necklace, like a fairy jumping out of the forest.
The Legionnaire, who never wears makeup, seems to have dressed himself up tonight.
Just as Bill pondered how to answer.
Elise seemed to sense Bill's hesitation, smiled slightly, and asked again:
"Won't you feel angry when your partner invites someone else to dance with you and doesn't invite you?"
Hearing this, Bill, who had some aftertaste, subconsciously looked at the center of the stage.
Well, those two adults are as tender as honey, and they can't intervene in anyone else at all.
"Amount"
Bill scratched his short black hair, realizing that he seemed to be involved in a not-so-good emotional dispute, and both sides of it were big people he couldn't afford to offend.
After looking down and thinking for a moment, he replied:
"For me, Raya is like the sun that attracts, understands, accommodates and illuminates everything about me."
"I don't need to crave too much, just being there for her, just looking at her makes me feel happy."
Bill's almost confessional answer was clearly beyond Elise's expectations.
"Is just looking at it enough?"
Elise gripped the glass, her fingers stiffened slightly, and she stiffened for a moment.
But soon she was back to her old self.
The blood-like red wine slowly flowed into her mouth along the transparent glass wall, and Elise, who poured a large sip of red wine, suddenly pursed her lips and said with a smile:
"That's a shame, I missed this time, I won't have a dance party of this level in your house."
With that, she smiled and turned away, leaving the discolored Bill alone.
In the shadows that no one notices
The palm of the hand that the young man held under his sleeve slowly oozed a trace of redness.
And outside the lively castle
A lonely shadow stood silently at the highest point of the castle, the clock tower.
Shaking the bright red wine, Elizabeth threw her head back and drank it down.
A drop of missing red wine slowly flowed down the snow-white neck until it crossed the perfect collarbone and flowed into the depth.
A blood-colored robe barely covering her ankles enveloped her seductive body, and the long-haired Succubus Queen leaned against the tower's massive clock, her bumpy body glowing in the starry sky.
"I didn't expect that there are two half-blood elves here."
"Interesting." (End of chapter)