Burris sat blankly.

Countless thoughts and pictures were stirred together, rubbing his mind into a pot of cereals, dried fruits and cereals. The composition of this pot of porridge is quite complicated, including: self, lot, past, present, life, magic, marriage proposal, dance party, forest, tower, promise, joke, attachment, shame, common sense of life, romance novel...

Song after song passed, Lot did not continue to say blushing words. As a result, Burris finally defeated the pot of porridge and struggled to get his brain back.

After waking up, Burris saw Estie among the dancing crowd... the person dancing with her was not Naylor.

Burris felt a little in his heart. Naylor was not on the dance floor. He stood in the corner of the hall, without a mask, eating a salad while staring at Esther from a distance.

Estie and her partner turned around, and the face of her partner turned towards the rest area. Burris took a closer look and couldn't help being shocked: Estie was dancing with a woman! The woman was tall and wore an officer uniform instead of a long skirt. She looked like a young guy from a distance, but when she turned her face, her delicate slap face was heavily makeup, and the female features on her chest were also very proud. People, anyone can see that this is indeed a woman.

After a few spins, Esther happened to look at Naylor. Naylor held the juice and made a small toast to her.

It seems that Naylor and Estie are fine, they just haven't been dancing together for a while. After Burris breathed a sigh of relief, he questioned himself a bit: Should I be disappointed or rejoiced?

For the next song, Charles invited Esther, and the female soldier invited Tarina, who was full. The princess danced with the woman, and now the daughter of the prince can do the same.

Tarina is young. Although she wants to dance, she doesn't want to approach strange adult men. This kind of tall and safe big sister is her best choice.

Esther just looked at Burris and nodded lightly at him. At this moment, Burris suddenly understood her purpose.

She saw Burris and Lott dancing, and also saw other guests' "attention" to them. After the song ended, Burris's flushed face was like a small fireball.

So the princess walked to the female officer, invited her to dance, and told her that this was to demonstrate to her cousin Tarina. The female soldier felt that the princess had worked hard for her sister and was very respectable, so she readily agreed and took the initiative to start the male step.

Seeing two people of the same **** dancing, no one dared to stare at the princess with curious eyes, and no one dared to whisper at this moment.

After this time, whether it was a female soldier inviting the prince’s daughter, or any king’s attendants inviting the same sex, people have learned to keep their eyes closed.

Lot also saw Esther's mind. He leaned into Burris' ear and said, "Your students have done so much for us. It is not enough for the common people to be angry if we do not get married."

Burris was moved by the princess and embarrassed by Lott. He whispered helplessly: "I know... I promised, I won't regret it, but this... this matter needs some time to prepare. You have to make preparations for any celebration... Also, you have to After reading so many books, can't you study the correct usage of certain words?"

Lot refused to explain his language disorder. He got the promise of no regrets, and he has already begun to look forward to the ceremony that is full of petals at the end of a romantic novel.

After a slow step and a quick step, the time is approaching midnight. As usual, the "last song" before the bell rings will be the end of the dance.

Before that moment arrived, Burris and Lott had somehow skipped a dance, while Hey Pine, Augustia, and Siegfried had been eating in the buffet area and had never been close to the dance floor.

It's normal for a few of them not to dance. The strange thing is that Norard, the protagonist of the celebration, never appeared on the dance floor.

Lott discovered this anomaly when he went outside to talk to Siegfried.

After returning, he asked Burris: "By the way, did we not prepare a gift for Norad? Anyway, this is his birthday celebration."

Burris said: "It is written on the invitation, there will be no formal interviews at this celebration."

"What is a formal interview?"

"Do you remember the day when we attended the Queen’s birthday party? After entering the palace, there was a link where guests took turns to present their blessings to the Queen. This was also the time to present gifts. Giving people a gift in private was not formal or decent enough, so The royal celebration will have an interview session. If the invitation says that there will be no formal interview, the implicit meaning is that everyone will eat empty-handed. Don't give gifts. We don't need it."

Lot asked: "Why don't the princes and sons want gifts? Because they are particularly rich?"

Charles once introduced in a simple and honest manner that their family had to hold a celebration when they caught something good, and they would hold it for three days or more at every turn.

"It may be, or there may be other reasons," Burris said, "For example... to be in accordance with the etiquette, they must invite members of the royal family, then who should be invited? The prince’s son is a junior, and they cannot ask Pacia for this trivial matter. Your Majesty is here, so Princess Estelin is the most suitable guest. Estelin is younger than Norad and is considered a younger sister. She should give her brother a birthday gift, but she is the only daughter of the king and the first heir to the throne, Norad They are not qualified to'receive' her...it will be very troublesome if they are in compliance with the etiquette in all aspects, so they simply do not have an interview session. It is good for everyone to eat and dance together."

Lott touched his chin and said, "Your analysis is reasonable, but I always think it's not the reason...or rather, it's not just this reason."

"So you think so?"

"I can't tell. I don't have any basis, it's all intuition," Lot said. "Also, even if the reason is as you said, Norard can't keep hiding in the crowd without dancing. Do you remember No. Rad, right? How could a person like him not actively participate in celebrations for himself? He is fancy, romantic, and sweet and shameless. He just wants to live in a romance novel."

This comment sounds very familiar. It looks like Nollard, but it looks like another person... Burris looked at Lott calmly, sincerely admired, and had nothing to say.

After the quick step dance, the band played a short melodious pass, which indicates that midnight is approaching, and the next song is the last dance of the night.

Like the dance party in the Royal Capital, Lott will also dance the last song with Burris today. Burris was mentally prepared, so he took Lott's hand calmly.

Esther and Sir Naylor also walked to the dance floor. The female officer just now went to the rest area and took the hand of another soldier. Tarina, Charles and Prince Ranto all left their previous dance partners and returned to the rest area. Black Pine, Augustia, and Siegfried didn't dance a single dance from start to finish. They were probably tired. The three of them slumped on the soft chairs in the reception hall, their eyes relaxed and relaxed.

When the dance music played the first few syllables, a man wearing a falcon mask suddenly emerged from a corner of the crowd.

His mask covers his entire face, and he wears a military uniform instead of a dress. He has been at the ball just now, but no one noticed him.

He walked straight to the rectangular reception hall, hurriedly and firmly, as if he was in a hurry to deal with something. He did not leave the venue, but stood in front of a guest.

The guest wore a monk's robe and a poplar leaf mask that covered his entire face. He may have drunk too much just now, and now there is a maniac block in front of him, but he is leaning on the soft chair, only tilting his head, looking a little dazed.

The falcon mask grabbed the leaf mask's arm and pulled him up.

Seeing this scene, Lott couldn't even dance well. He pulled Burris to stop at the entrance of the rotunda, and whispered excitedly: "That person seems to be Norad!"

"Is it Norad?" Burris had seen the falcon mask. The man dressed in a low-key manner and didn't take the initiative to communicate with others. Burris always thought he was a soldier in charge of the safety of the ball.

It really was Norad. Norad lifted the mask and threw it on the ground. With this action, a command came from the reception hall, followed by clear and neat footsteps. The soldiers on duty outside the castle assembled according to the predetermined plan and laid heavy defenses. Not only that, a large number of non-dancing guests also stood up, squeezing and blocking the road to the main entrance, side hall, and windows.

These guests also included Black Pine, Augustia and Siegfried. Black Pine is holding a small glass of sea-buckthorn juice for hangover, it seems that their lazy appearance is not pretending.

Norad smiled and looked around with satisfaction. The lighting magic on the walls, dining table, and chandeliers reflected in his eyes, as if his eyes were filled with flames.

He pulled the somewhat sluggish leaf mask and dragged it all the way to the dance floor. When all this happened, the music was not interrupted, and Norad took the man's hand, put his arm around his waist, and directly led him to dance.

After a deliberately large rotation, the man's leaf mask fell off, revealing a familiar face that was flushed with alcohol and panic.

Rose Green, the former Red Vulture, once again managed to infiltrate the lord's mansion, and once again succeeded in being held in his arms by his nephew.

The person with the most distorted expression at the scene is Prince Ranto. Charles and Tarina were also surprised, and their father was already covered with cold sweat and his face was earthy.

Seeing the appearance of the prince, Burris probably understood: he was indeed worried that the red vulture would come back to make trouble, so he wanted to strengthen the security of the celebration. Norad probably took the initiative to take the defense task on the grounds of being shameful and complete the task. Not bad...

Norad sent invitations to many less relevant people inside and outside the city, and allowed family members to be brought along, so the red vultures could easily mix in with the guests; Norad deliberately did not want gifts and canceled the interview so that there would be no red vultures. The scruples; Norad expanded the banquet area and opened two welcome halls and the entire courtyard. The red vultures will definitely find it easy to hide, so they lower their vigilance; Norad arranged a fancy dress party, and most people put on masks. With such a convenient opportunity, a warlock like the Red Vulture would definitely not even bother to perform illusions, and hide himself with a mask...

Norad not only successfully caught the red vulture, but also danced with him the last dance symbolizing the love vow.

Fortunately, fortunately, the current Roussey is neither like a vulture nor has red hair. He dyed his red hair into black hair and cut the length to a short length. He is young and handsome, and looks younger than Norad. Some ordinary guests did not recognize him as the decadent bald mad warlock, nor did he know that he was the brother of the deceased princess.

Rossi was in surprise, not only did he not struggle, but he couldn't even speak. His outfit is quite illegible, how did Norad recognize him?

Not far away, Black Pine picked up the mask Norad had thrown on the ground, and cut out a coin-sized crystal from the position of his eyes. It is a true chip that can see through people's facial occlusion, disguise or simple illusion.

When Burris saw this scene, he felt very complicated: the black pine was finally able to help people instead of making trouble, which is really gratifying; but on the other hand, the red vulture is somewhat of his traveling companion in the north, the black pine Even helping the rich and powerful nobles to catch his former companions, and tolerating emotional disputes between blood relatives without regard to shame, will this be the beginning of his journey towards an evil mage...

For today's last song, both Burris and Lot didn't dance seriously. Bel Lisboa doesn’t know how to dance, and Lot has been gloating with misfortunes, with an expression of excitement "so enjoyable" on his face... This is unexpected. Burris knows he likes to watch the show, as long as he doesn’t get anything out of it. Strange inspiration is good.

The music played the last few bars. The lovers gradually stopped dancing and looked at each other.

Princess Estelin took off the mask. She didn't use the spell to control the flesh, so she looked cold at this time, as if she was very unhappy. She took off her silk white gloves and gently stroked Naylor’s cheeks. Because she often manipulated casting equipment and touched various kinds of medicines, her fingertips were rougher than ordinary court women. Nayler lowered her head and closed her eyes with a smile. In the bell, this was the first time they kissed in public. People uttered low exclamations, which meant that the princess had chosen her future husband-in-law.

The limelight between Esther and Nayler did not last long, and soon people's attention was attracted by a screaming cry.

Rose Green struggled desperately: "Go away! You get closer... I'm going to set a fireball!"

Norad clasped the warlock's hands tightly and pressed him against the pole by the dance floor. "You won't!" Norad pressed on, their chests pressed together, "There are so many guests nearby, don't you hesitate to hurt others by accident? Even if you only hurt me, my guests will rush to subdue me. You, besides them, there are soldiers outside... Do you want to attack them? Do you want to avenge innocent people as you did in the past?"

"Shameless! Are you taking these people hostage?"

"Of course not. I know, you won't hurt them..." Norad moved closer and whispered in Rossel's ear, "You have changed. Just like then... your flames are not real. Hurt me."

Rossi was silent for a long time, his arms were no longer so tight, and Norad let him go.

"How do you know I will come?" Roussey asked.

"I don't know. I just thought, what if you will come? As long as you come, I will catch you."

"I didn't come to see you!" Rousseau began, "I am... I came to see Prince Ranto for a glance..."

Norad smiled: "I have been staring at you. You have been walking around, as if looking for someone... My father doesn't wear a mask, and he spends most of the time in the same seat, if you want Find him, you've found it a long time ago. So, who are you looking for?"

Rossi said fiercely: "I'm looking for Tarina!"

"You met her, and you taught her to pick durians, but she didn't recognize you. Then you left her and continued to look around."

"I……"

Before Rossi had finished speaking, Norad suddenly kissed him. This time, Nollard did not hold on to Roussey's hand, and the strange thing is that Roussie neither hit nor escaped.

Burris quickly looked away. He has also been kissed, but he is still embarrassed to look at others.

When the bell rang at midnight, Burris' eyes had nowhere to rest, and people were kissing everywhere in the hall. He had no choice but to look at the pale-faced Prince Ranto sympathetically, and then at the bewildered guards... When he finally looked back, he suddenly shuddered--

Just now, Lot ran to the front row to watch the warlock. Now, with the melodious bells, Lott got out of the crowd and flashed past couples of lovers, walking towards Burris with a warm smile.

It's one thing to be intimate in private, but it's another thing to kiss in the public and in full view!

Lott approached and was about to grab Burris' wrist. Burris performed a close transfer technique and instantly disappeared into the crowd.

Close transfer is not a teleportation technique, you can't go too far with it. Burris appeared at the entrance of the welcome hall. Without looking back, he ran to the courtyard along the long red carpet steps.

Now there are not many guests in the courtyard, only some servants and soldiers. They have just received instructions and Norad has caught the target. This young man with the appearance of a mage must be an ordinary guest, so they just casually watched the show.

Another "ordinary guest" chased it out. Unlike the panicking little mage, this guest not only ran fast, but was not flushed or breathless, but also smiled all the way. He caught up with the little mage near the gardening area and was about to catch the mage's cloak, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the mage disappeared from him again.

At the end of the midnight bell, Lott was standing under a hedge trimmed in the shape of a unicorn, grabbing a few strands of hair from Burris' cloak.

The flaxen hair was wrapped around his ring finger, shyly shimmering in the moonlight.