Section 12 is chaotic

The show dance is finally over. It must be noted that halfway through their dance, the master of the ball, that is, Baron Raoult, had already come out. But he, like all the other guests, stood on the sidelines and watched the two dancers perform. At the end of the dance, the audience applauded the wonderful dance that had just been performed, and Baron Raoul stepped forward while applauding.

"Excellent dancing. He came to Ashrufat and Lenny. "Amazing. ”

There is no doubt that due to his late appearance, this master has not heard about Ashrufat from others. His gaze swept over Lanni and rested on Ashrufat.

"I beg your pardon...... However, this gentleman should have been my first encounter. ”

"His name is Ashrufat. At this moment Aunt Mary came up from the stinger. "Lord Baron. ”

"Oh, Countess Marianne. May I ask you that you brought this Monsieur Eshurufat?" asked the baron.

"He's the fiancé of my two nieces, so to speak. ”

"Two nieces?" the baron glanced in the direction of the two sisters, and then relieved. This kind of thing is not said much, but it is not uncommon. In aristocratic families, daughters are usually a very important resource and have great significance in terms of political marriages, so they usually do not marry the same person. However, the two sisters are clearly an exception. Although they were of illustrious origin, their parents died young, and now the Countess Marianne, who was in her sixties, was left in the immediate family, and they lived together in the small part of the city of Brassian. In other words, their marriage contract is probably just a simple marriage contract, and there is not much political factor. Marrying a man is only to ensure that their property will not be divided as a result of the marriage.

"It is an honor to meet you, Lord Baron. Ashrufat bowed, both in his movements and in his tone. This polite way made the baron very impressed.

"Nice to meet you, young man. The baron said happily. "You are always welcome in my living room. ”

With that, he walked to the middle of the hall and announced the start of the ball.

It must be said that the baron's remarks may have been casual, but they made a big difference. Because the people who had laughed at the "vulgar mercenary" and waited to see him make a fool of themselves soon stopped talking about Ashrufat, and after the ball began, Ashrufat was able to stand by the others without being visibly ostracized.

As at the beginning of most balls, the first dance is always a group dance. About forty pairs of men and women lined up in a dance formation in the middle of the hall and began to dance. As a result of his previous performances, Ashruphat was invited to join the first group of dancers, but his dance partner had already changed - the star of the two sisters.

Of course, this group dance has a much slower tempo to suit different levels of dancing and physical fitness. Because there are so many people participating in the dance, it is difficult to see even a small mistake in the movement.

"You never told me you could dance. As the two began to spin, Xingke suddenly asked.

"I don't know what to say myself. Ashrufat replied heartily. Now he was sure that he had attended such a ball, because his body had little memory and instinctively moved to the sound of music.

"You were so proud of the dance just now!" Ashrufaat was a little surprised to find that Xingke's expression was a little gritted his teeth. Having said that, when he danced just now, she also had this similar expression.

"I think it's right to break into the social circle and show myself a little bit. Ashrufat replied.

Xingke stopped talking, and the two of them continued to dance.

The dance music became more relaxed and relaxed, and without knowing what it was, Ashrufat suddenly remembered where he had heard it...... He tried to remember that it was much better, that the invisible wall might have been hidden by the music and the atmosphere of the ball, and that many bits and pieces slowly came to mind...... He was also in a similar hall at that time...... A large hall...... Countless dignitaries gathered here...... And he is one of them. It was not an ordinary house, but a palace...... In the ballroom of a palace, countless brave knights and beautiful maidens danced...... Princess...... Knight...... Palace...... Ball...... War...... Partner...... Mentor...... Traitor......

His mind fell into a state of confusion in contemplation, and one strange and familiar term and concept after another appeared in his mind. It was a feeling of familiarity and nostalgia, and it was mixed with an indescribable anger, sadness, and disappointment.

Then, a blow to his foot pulled him back to reality from his trance-like state. This was because Starmark kicked him firmly with his boots.

"Is dancing with your fiancée so boring?" asked Starcut. Women are sensitive, and she already knows that although Aishurufat is dancing physically, he is completely out of the world and absent-minded.

"Nope. Ashrufat retracted his thoughts. This time, he focused his attention on Xingke, and suddenly, he felt that the woman in front of him had delicate skin, beautiful appearance, and delicate facial features. It is the beauty of the bud that is about to ripen but is not yet ripe. Although she is actually not young, she really looks like a young girl who has just come of age (or even not yet an adult). Even if she tried to dress herself up maturely, it was in vain.

"What are you staring at me for?" Starmark glared at him viciously.

"No, I just think you're beautiful. He crept closer, hugging the other man's waist tightly as he made the next cuddle dance. The girl's waist is slender and elastic, and it has a seemingly strong force. Because of Ashrufat's embrace, he was broken away by the other party with brute force almost instantly.

The first dance ends. The band began to play a more relaxed tune, announcing the beginning of the intermission. The next protagonists are Baron Raoult's turn and his grandson. The baron brought the boy to the ball and introduced him, which attracted a lot of attention. In the blink of an eye, the baron and his grandson were surrounded by a crowd of people. It must be noted that many of the guests were not interested in partying, socializing and dancing, but in the young man who had just come of age. Others, who were not interested in the young man, began to disperse, resting, chatting or eating and drinking, waiting for the next dance to begin.

In a remote location away from the crowd, or more specifically, in the backyard of the Baron's Mansion, in a no-man's land that no one else visited, Lannie, who had danced with Essrufat, was in trouble.

Her trouble is actually very simple: she originally went to dance with Eshurufat to make a fool of him, but the result not only did not make the other party make a fool of herself, but let the other party pick up the plane and greatly show one side. From an objective point of view, she did try hard to fulfill her mission, but as mentioned earlier, this secret method cannot be experienced by outsiders, and only the dancing partner can feel it through the body.

In the eyes of Yara, that is, her lover, Lannie just danced with the other party in a high-profile manner, and made extremely intimate close-fitting movements later. This, of course, will annoy a man and add a bit of vinegar.

"Lannie, I told you that your mission is to make a fool of him!" the young man shouted in a hoarse voice. Because there was no one around, and there was a noise in the distance, even if he shouted so loudly, he couldn't attract anyone, at most a few servants in the baron's mansion heard it. "You ended up being so close to them. ”

"I tried. Lannie replied. "But it didn't work, he had been prepared for a long time. ”

"Nonsense! I'm watching it all from the side! You just see the little white face and forget everything!"

"You don't believe me, I can't help it. Lannie got angry, too. "Besides, he's indeed more handsome than you!"

This snatch made all of Yara's words go straight back to her throat. His face alternated between blue and white. To be honest, Lannie was not wrong. Yara was a young man, richly dressed—but lackluster on the surface. Although he is not strictly ugly, it is nothing more. His face is indeed a bit far from the evaluation of "pretty".

But a man, especially a young man who calls himself a playboy, is robbed of his white by his lover with such words, this is not a simple matter, but it is enough to reach the level of "psychological blow". Enraged, Yara suddenly raised her hand and struck Lenny in the head with a powerful blow that caused her to stagger backwards and her back against the wall. The dizziness faded, and she felt the heat on her face and the smell of blood coming from her mouth.

After beating her, Yara turned around and strode away, rushing towards the room where the group was partying.

The room was still home to his fox friends, including Lyle. At first, they wanted to ask what was going on, but seeing his face, everyone guessed something. Everyone stopped talking.

In fact, after they witnessed that wonderful dance, they knew that Yara's plan had failed. Especially in the second half of the dance, the seemingly intimate movements of the two sides make people understand the reason behind it. Even these people have to admit that in fact, the dirty mercenary still looks very good after he is fully dressed.

"Don't be upset. This time it was Lyle's turn to comfort his friend. "We're going to teach him a lesson right away!"

That's right, because they've planned to do it in the first place. It's just that the time they chose has not come. At this time, the guests are still energetic, and many people move around. It is necessary to wait until the fourth and fifth pieces are tired, and the guests at the ball are tired. They had made a lot of preparations for this, including a mask to hide their identity and a black hood to cover Eshurufat's head.

"No!" said Arra sneeringly. "Don't do it!"

"What do you mean......"

"I'm going to kill him!" Arra let out a horrible laugh.

Lyle was stunned. He felt a rush of excitement in his stomach, but he didn't show it on his face at all. Killing Ashrufat? That was really the most desperate thing for Lyle, and it could even be said to be the most perfect result! It's a pity that such a thing as killing people will always cause more serious consequences, so after weighing it up and repeating it before, he had to regretfully eliminate this choice from his actions.

But now that someone has taken the initiative to take on this task, of course he is happy to see it happen, and he will never think of opposing it.

"Are you serious?" he asked, pretendingly.

"Of course!" Yara's expression contorted, and he imagined Ashruphat crying and begging for mercy in front of him, and then being stabbed by him. "I have a short sword on my horse. ”

It's a ball, so the guests are unarmed. Even if they were carrying weapons for self-defence or decoration, they had to stay in the carriage or saddle bag.

"I have a pistol. Another person said enthusiastically. "Also in the saddlebag. ”

"The pistol doesn't fit!" Lyle bluntly rejected the proposal. "The screams can be drowned...... If the action is agile enough, it can even end silently, but the sound of gunfire cannot be hidden. ”