Chapter 630, Masquerade ♂ Ball

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April, Old World, Empire, Nur, Elector's Palace.

Everyone is now gathered in the room where Ryan is staying, watching Emilia put makeup on Ryan, little Frederick and little Devon Hill are playing together, Devon Hill is not yet one year old and already very good at talking, He already knows how to use some psychic powers, such as playing with fire and splashing water. Together with Frederick, he is like two demon kings in the world. He has made the palace of the Elector fly wild, but the two children are listening mother's words.

In the middle of the room, Emilia took several special materials, mixed them with potions, and began to smear Ryan's face. The face of the Duchess of the Empire was full of memories. She said softly: "Unknowingly, Twelve years."

"Yeah, it's been twelve years." Ryan echoed: "The last time I asked you to put on makeup like this was when I was in Marienburg, and I was going to attend the banquet of the Beauty Society..."

"Lian! Don't move!" Who knew that Emilia didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, the little maid screamed and signaled him not to move: "Stop talking!"

Ryan immediately raised his hand to signal his surrender, and he shut his mouth.

"It's really interesting, Emilia's disguise technique." Suria was wearing a dark blue fluorescent blue hip-wrapped dress made by Mrs. Nur Alisa's tailor shop, and a pair of slender straight long legs wearing a black super Wearing thin stockings and black high heels, the Duchess maintained perfect etiquette, holding a cup of black tea: "Emilia, where did you learn this?"

"I learned it when I was a child." Emilia seemed unwilling to say more. The little maid's disguise technique was only shown in front of Veronica. In an instant, she seemed to have returned to the Amber Avenue in Marienburg twelve years ago. The time in the mansion above may be nothing to others, but it is an extremely precious memory for the Queen of the Empire. In fact, shortly after she returned to Nur, she took the initiative to find Grand Duke Fan of Marienburg. De Guber-Schulz, offered to buy the mansion.

Schultz is even more straightforward, sending it directly for free.

The people in the room just watched Ryan gradually change from a typical black-haired and blue-eyed imperial Aachen person to a black-haired and black-eyed southern countryman.

Among them, Alfred and Ingrid were especially interested in this. Alfred could not bear it, and the female Norsca was already amazed: "Wow! This is so interesting, I wonder if the Countess can Make me into an imperial lady?"

"..." Everyone in the room felt speechless when they heard this sentence.

"Okay!" After careful confirmation, Emilia finally clapped her hands to indicate that she was done, and the little maid nodded: "As usual, the disguise can last a whole day, remember not to touch fire or corrosive liquids. "

"No problem." Ryan nodded. He looked at the mirror that Orika sent up, with a penetrating smile on the corner of his mouth.

After twelve years, your VAN is back!

"Good friend, why do you have to go to the masquerade ball like this?" Alfred frowned, and the head of the templar and the patriarch of the diocese of West Brittania folded their arms, with tangled expressions on their faces: "I'm not saying it's bad, I mean... Ryan, why can Nuer hold this kind of banquet?"

"Why can't Nur hold this kind of banquet?" Ryan's face at this time has changed to that of the dark philosophical artist Van Darkholme, and he sneered: "Ah Fu, are you I feel that the nobles and citizens of Nur exude a sense of luxury, and everyone likes to enjoy it. Instead of investing their wealth in combat preparation and training, they spend it on consumption and holding banquets? This will lead to corruption! "

"Isn't it?" Alfred shrugged. His expression didn't look very good. The Templar Commander stayed with Ryan in Nuer for a few months. He originally thought that Nuer was an amazing city, but After months of seeing and hearing, his impression of the city soured.

"Ah Fu...that's someone else's money,

People can spend whatever they like, can you control it? Ryan laughed first, then shook his head and said: "Banquets are being held everywhere, and banquets can be held everywhere. People not only have survival needs, but also spiritual and entertainment needs." "

"That can be achieved in other ways, there is no need to have banquets, concerts, book clubs, various celebrations and touring performances all day long..." Alfred tried to argue: "For example, shooting competitions and glory duels just have The meaningful part? Like Middenheim? Martial, no-nonsense, always ready for war.”

Ryan's face became serious, and he knew what he should say.

"Because of this, Middenheim is the seat of the largest Khorne sect in the empire, the Scarlet Skull Order. Due to the extreme military and military management of the entire city, the Scarlet Skull Order once corrupted the White Wolf Knights. Inner Ring organization - a third of the Teutonic Guard's knights."

"Similarly, just because Brunswick is where the emperor's court is and where the Royal College of Wizards is located, Brunswick has the two largest Tzeentch sects in the empire, the Crow Purple Hand and the Broken Wheel. These two sects are particularly active in political struggles and the exploration of the secrets of the Arcane Way, and the demon hunters and the Church of Justice can't be wiped out no matter how many times they are suppressed."

"It is precisely because of Nur's ethos that the empire's largest Slaanesh Sect Carpenter's Association hides in Nur."

"Finally, the largest sect of Nurgle, the Children of Doom are hidden in the dirty corners, sewers and slums of almost all villages and towns throughout the empire, because the people there yearn for health and a strong body." Ryan looked at Alf Reid narrowed his eyes: "No matter what you choose, Ah Fu, there is always one of the four gods of chaos that suits you."

Alfred had nothing to say.

"Okay, it's almost there, let's get ready to go, Emilia." Ryan stood up, the weather outside was already past four in the afternoon, and the banquet started at seven in the evening.

"You go first, Ryan, let me change clothes." Emilia waved her hand.

"Okay." At this time, Ryan was already in the image of Van Darkholme. He nodded, stood up, and set off early from the Elector's Palace. Emilia forged a big artist's card for him identity, but he certainly cannot appear in Nuer out of thin air, so Ryan needs to go around in advance to let people know that there is this person.

When night fell on the streets of Nur, Ryan also arrived at the door of the Golden Smile Concert Hall. He noticed that it was a splendid music hall, and many of the exquisite sculptures could be traced back to one or two hundred years ago. With a very obvious Baroque style, the walls are mainly brown red and Chushi with white and white lines, forming a square facade with bright colors and a simple and elegant overall structure. Many young Nuer nobles are already wearing Dressed in fancy clothes, line up at the entrance of the concert hall to enter the concert hall.

Tonight's masquerade is about to begin.

Ryan, or Van Darkholme at this time looked around with some self-deprecating, and a whole set of black tuxedo, white shirt, and black vest made of good fabrics on his body: "It's late, but... Why am I not surprised at all?"

"Well, let me wait." Van Darkholm sighed.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, the well-dressed Imperial Duchess Emilia finally appeared. She was wearing a daffodil-colored floral dress with rosemary embroidered flowers, and her blonde hair was coiled up high. , coiled into a cute princess head, the perfect pink and white match, highlighting the unique charm of a noble princess, with deep and charming eyes, delicate and cute, a pair of beautiful legs wrapped in white lace pantyhose, wearing about five centimeters Princess shoes with heels appeared in front of Ryan.

"Hey, hey, you're pretty good at dressing up too~" The Duchess of the Empire had a hint of playfulness on her face: "I don't know how you came up with this face, Mr. Van Darkholm? But I Let’s say your tuxedo looks...a bit artistic."

"That's for sure, I'm an artist, a performance artist." The man walked quickly and smiled: "I came to Nur to pass on my philosophy and satisfy their fantasies♂ think."

"Very good, my dark♂ artist." Emilia looked at Ryan's current appearance, and the Queen of the Empire took out a light blue mask with the Nur coat of arms sewn with silk from her body, and handed it to Ryan: "But I want to say, your masked troops, in Nur, no one will wear such a strange mask for you, you will be seen through at a glance, and then kicked out of the concert hall."

Van Darkholm wore a black cow mask on his face. He frowned after hearing this, but still took the mask from Emilia's hand and put it on: "Okay, Emily Ya, you are a little late, the dance has already begun."

"No, now is the time." Emilia shook her head, she also put on the mask, and then walked towards the Golden Smile Concert Hall hand in hand with Ryan: "Follow me, Mr. Van Darkholme, you You still don’t fully understand Nur’s noble circle, follow me and you won’t make mistakes.”

"certainly."

"Ma'am, sir, welcome to the Golden Smile Concert Hall. Today is the day of the Masquerade Ball. I would like to wish you a good time!" When they came to the gate of the concert hall, the masked waiter greeted them immediately. Come out: "You two are a little late, the dance has already started, what is the delay?"

"That's right, we were greeted and summoned by the savior on the way." Emilia stepped closer, her body exuded the fragrance of cornflowers, and the Countess of the Empire told a very classic joke in Nur: "Can you tell us, is there any exciting program tonight?"

"Of course, the most exciting program tonight is Miss Angelina's singing. She will sing the latest song "The Wind Rises" that everyone loves throughout the empire. Lord Emmanuel and the Duke of Lane on the opposite side of the mountain love song, oh, I always thought that the Countess Emmanuel and the Duke of Lane were a match made in heaven, but it was a pity that Mrs. Suria took the love away !” The waiter said a little angrily, but then he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly apologized: “Oh, I’m sorry, I’ve said too much, I hope it won’t reach the ears of the Countess, I will be punished of."

"No~" A blush appeared on Emilia's beautiful and charming face, and she raised her chin: "I think, maybe she will reward you... What else is there?"

"There is also a mysterious guest from the border princedom who will perform a new song!" The waiter said eagerly: "Oh, I can't say too much, Miss Angelina's singing has already started, please hurry up Click in, don't miss this show."

"Thank you." The two hurried in. When they reached the concert hall, more than half of the concert had passed.

"I used to be unable to extricate myself from the size of the world, and I also wanted to make this good story come true~"

"There is no truth or falsehood~ no struggle, love~him~"

"You have entrusted half of your life to her and dedicated a country to her~"

"Whatever moves your heart, let's go with the wind~"

"In the name of love, goodbye Your Excellency the Countess~"

The marimba played softly and beautifully, and the brisk melody reverberated throughout the venue without stopping for a long time.

The whole audience applauded and cheered thunderously, cheering for this song, the Nuer people appreciate love and music more, this is indeed a top-level work, and it also faintly means to fight for the injustice of Countess Emmanuel.

Surya Bichi, Ryan's scumbag!

Ryan smiled wryly after listening to it, and Emilia was a little proud. After the song ended, she took Ryan around a little bit, tried a few games, and then pushed him: "It's your turn to perform. .”

Ryan nodded, and he walked quickly into the backstage.

Within a few minutes, the curtain opened in the concert hall, and the deafening music sounded, impacting the entire concert hall, attracting everyone's attention!

On the high steps, three men in tuxedos and two women in gentleman's suits turned their backs to the entire music hall. A group of dancers held big fluffy balls in their hands, and the bright light Laying down from the stage, five colored carpets correspond to a performer's laying down from the steps.

Just behind the stage, a line of words rose.

New Treasure Island!

"Now, let Mr. Van Darkholm and his little friends from Liguria Kingdom, the border prince of the southern country, bring us his latest song!" The master of ceremonies shouted loudly: ""New Treasure island"!"

Accompanied by the melodious music, the five people on the stage slowly turned around and started their performances, and the atmosphere in the venue began to reach its peak.

"Ding Ning Ding Ning Ding Ning Ding Ning~"

"Describe in detail~"

"Ding Ning Ding Ning Ding Ning Ding Ning~"

"Sing this song~"

"That's Xinbao Island!"

"Resentment~"

The purple lights, magical dance steps, and peculiar style quickly conquered all the guests of the masquerade ball. Just below the stage, everyone danced the magical cross steps, and the men and women imitated it excitedly. Moving, humming a ditty, an upsurge spread throughout the masquerade.

Under the purple light, the dance party fell into a real frenzy, and the restlessness spread throughout the concert hall. Everyone was mesmerized, and the city was conquered.

Plan a success!

……… I am the dividing line I have been waiting for for a long time………

Just like that, Mr. Van Darkholm once again surprised the audience, just like the banquet in Marienburg, and he received the highest courtesy because of this. When Mr. Van Darkholm proposed to meet When he approached the host of the banquet, he got permission almost immediately. Under the leadership of a Nuer noblewoman, Van Darkholm was taken backstage at the Golden Smile Concert Hall: "Let me introduce to you, this This is Mr van Darkholm! A great artist, oh my god, I love his performance!"

"Like my diamond dance steps?" The artist from the south showed a shy and proud smile.

There were about a dozen or twenty nobles and performers in the background. They looked at the artist in front of them excitedly and applauded actively. All the people stood up and welcomed the artist with applause and screams. A man wearing a mask The male noble said loudly: "Wow ~ Mr. Darkholm, you are really amazing, you have brought a new fashion to Nur...can you introduce yourself?"

"Very well," Van Darkholm smiled, "I've been to a lot of parties in Marienburg, you know, there's not much leather there, but I did try to create some, and I'm proud of everyone at the Aesthetic Society I did a leather show, but it didn't last long, you know."

"Hahaha~" Some laughter came from the backstage, and someone asked: "Then Mr. Darkholm, where does your source of inspiration and artistic cells come from?"

"I'm basically self-taught, I'm currently creating new unique styles, and then I'm here in Noor now, wow, I'm very, very excited about it, you can't imagine how excited it is, it's like being in a candy store Just like a child." Van Darkholme didn't have any stage fright about this, he talked naturally: "I hope to bring a little different place to this city, a variety of different styles, you all know , I come from the border princedom in the southern country, I like pastoral, wild and grassland scenery, I also like leather, chains and various patterns, and for example, boy♂next♂door~ And now I use it!" Fan -Darkholm said with a smile.

"Very well, Mr. Darkholm, our boss wants to see you." A waiter approached from a distance: "Please follow me."

"It's a great honor." Van Darkholm didn't say much, and immediately followed the waiter into the interior of the office building of the concert hall, went up to the third floor, and entered the office.

There is a man and a woman sitting in the office. The man is handsome and handsome but his face is a little pale. The woman is a super beautiful woman with blond hair and blue eyes. An ancient female aristocratic hairstyle, full of jewels and emeralds, glamorous, and has a very proud body line and a beautiful face. Seeing Van Darkholme come in, the woman's mouth hooked There was a slight arc: "Welcome, Mr. Van Darkholme, I heard that you want to see me?"

"??" Ryan's heart burst, he quickly smiled and said: "Of course, this beautiful lady, it is my honor to meet you."

"Oh? Really?" The woman stretched lazily. She took out a woman's head from under the table and threw it directly in front of Ryan: "It's a pity that you are late, dear Ryan-Maka Too much, the soft lady you have been looking for for a long time has been done by me."

"???!!!" Ryan's face changed immediately, and Thor's Hammer appeared in his hand almost instantly.

"Don't, I didn't come to Nur to fight you." The woman looked very calm, she stretched out a jade hand full of various jewelry, and the dozen kinds of jewelry on her hand moved with the movement of the master. A series of pleasant sounds.

"I'm honored to introduce you, this is my baron, Hal Harris! Maybe you know him?" The woman smiled coquettishly: "Abbr Wallace also mentioned you to me, he said you are very powerful. "

"It is also an honor to introduce myself."

"I used to have a lot of names, but I have lost them. I like to be called by that name."

"Queen of Lahmia, Neferata!"

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