This lackluster debut ball ended in a smooth and even disappointing way.

Everything is working perfectly. From the point of view of the venue, there were no diplomatic incidents, no clashes between guests, not even trivial matters of the rank of someone accidentally tipping over a cup or soiling their clothes; From an off-field perspective, no one wanted to kill anyone on this occasion, no Assassin of any kind tried to infiltrate the venue, and the alcohol that had been strictly inspected by the Praetorian Army did not cause any problems - it would be strange if something could have gone wrong, and they did not even let go of any possible allergens when they were investigating.

In response, the head priest of the Holy Blood, Kobro, joked after the ball: "This part of the process went so smoothly that I couldn't help but wonder if there was any conspiracy." ”

"It's hard to say." In fact, Fujimaru Rika, who really wanted to shake off the pair of torture instruments on her feet and simply walked back to her dressing room barefoot, said absentmindedly, "I always vaguely feel that something is staring behind the curtain." ”

"That could be our think tank director." Kobro replied without paying much attention, "According to the pre-arrangement, he will lead some think tank brothers to monitor the activities of the nearby subspace during the ball. ”

In the past, there were very few examples of such formal social events organized by the Holy Blood Angels for diplomatic purposes. Under normal circumstances, everyone tends to default to the fact that it is difficult for the cow ghosts, snakes, and gods in the subspace to interfere with reality, and in the area where the strength of the curtain is qualified, it is just an ordinary banquet held in the material world, and there should be no need to worry about demons. But this time, given the identity of the protagonists of the banquet (and the attitude of the Forbidden Army), Mephiston's think tank department decided that even if it turned out that their defense of the subspace was useless, it would be better to make it look like it.

"I don't think that's entirely the case." After about two hours of side-by-side combat in a social setting, there was a bit of camaraderie, and the former became a bit more casual in his choice of words, "I tend to think that something did happen during this time that we didn't know about the people who were drowned in the crowd. But since the news didn't reach our ears, it means that this is probably not a big deal. ”

Cobro naturally let go of this "not a big deal" episode, and instead asked Rika Fujimaru, who seemed a little shaky after giving up part of the grooming management: "Do you need me to take you on the last stretch of the road?" You now look like you could fall at any moment. ”

"Thank you for your kindness, but girls also have the self-esteem of girls. Sister Combat Nuns can even wear these heels to battle, so I should definitely get these shoes on my own......" Fujimaru Rika said, but as she continued to walk, her tone of self-talk became visibly agitated, "...... There's a saying that 'the more beautiful shoes you wear, the more painful they are,' and now I finally understand what that is......"

In the TV shows that Rika Fujimaru has seen in the past, the shoes worn by models on the runway are often more exaggerated than that, but they can walk upright, elegant and energetic. She didn't think it would be particularly difficult, but after more than five hours of torture, she had to admit that it required a lot more knowledge, experience, and perseverance than she had thought at first.

…… Moreover, Bavanhi is a goblin, which is different from ordinary humans like her in terms of structure......

"At least you can sit down in the next session." Kobro slowly followed Rika Fujimaru, who was not walking fast, with small broken steps, and comforted him politely.

"That's right, and I'm going to change my flats." Fujimaru Rika gritted her teeth, "Anyway, no one will pay attention to my shoes after I sit down......"

The next session will begin in an hour and a half. Theoretically, the function of this link should be to establish a basic trust between Fujimaru Rika and the higher-ups of the Holy Blood Angel Wargroup - meaning, it is time for the Chaldean side to reveal what they are here to do, otherwise all kinds of work that needs to be actually carried out and built will not be able to move forward.

However, in view of the strong opposition of the forbidden army to the Holy Blood Angel's appearance of making the scene into a three-hall trial, the head of Dante's battle is not so obsessed with the superficial formal problems, Fujimaru Rika also said, "At this stage, the ceremony has been five or six hours, let me go, or I'll cry to you", this part of the process was finally finalized after simplification, and the result was: a simple dinner, or "dinner with the leader of the Holy Blood Angel War", the kind that can really eat.

That's why there was an hour and a half of break between the two phases. The rest of the process included what Rika Fujimaru needed to eat, so the Praetorian insisted on taking the list of dietary instructions provided by Asclepius and watching the "safe ingredients" provided by the Storm Border into a meal and then serving it.

Although Vasilion was definitely busy, the hour and a half was plenty for Rika Fujimaru. For the reason that "it has been five or six hours since the ceremony reached this stage, let me go, or I will cry to you", the atmosphere of this banquet was determined to be relatively relaxed, and even the dress code was not so strict. For the purpose of "cultural exchange", which exists only to fool the propaganda of the empire, the two parties involved will wear "national traditional costumes". Anyway, the empire is so big, no one can investigate from the vast sea of stars whether a certain "national traditional costume" that only appears once really exists. Fujimaru Rika can choose what you feel comfortable with.

As a result, she was able to change her clothes fairly easily - a daily kimono with flat boots that she could do on her own, a little eclectic Taisho romance, and then take off her stage makeup, redraw a nude makeup that is more suitable for the occasion, tie her hairstyle, and put on a little snack so that her stomach does not growl. Again, this is quite generous for an hour and a half, so she even has plenty of time to "be disturbed".

In advance, Fujimaru Rika specially explained some arrangements for this node to "play when there is something to do and retreat from the dynasty without anything". And judging from Sigismund's sudden silent appearance at the corner of the corridor, it is obvious that there is "something" during this time.

Although Kobro had already known about the existence of such a black sanctuary in Rika Fujimaru's team from the list of attachés submitted by the Forbidden Army, the ornate decorations and logos representing complex meanings on the armor of the parties still puzzled the Holy Blood Priest for a moment. At this moment, Fujimaru Rika, who was still wearing high heels, excitedly took an extra step forward: "Is there really one?" ”

Sigismund nodded, handing out a blank piece of paper that had been folded in half and could not see what was written on it: "Your Excellency the Think Tank Curator of the Holy Blood Angels is leading his brothers in dealing with possible influences. ”

Rika Fujimaru immediately took the piece of paper. As she unfolded the paper to read, it dawned on Corbro that although the Black Templar Astarte had been briefly cleaned before he appeared, he still had a thin smell of blood wrapped around him.

(End of chapter)

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