Chapter 146 Dance

In the melodious music, men and women performed high-end and elegant dance steps one after another, with all kinds of gorgeous long skirts flying, accompanied by the giggles of women. This ball was extremely classy, ​​and the nobles from the imperial capital could easily overpower other provinces in terms of banquet arrangements.

"Huh~"

Even though Field had seen big scenes, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. After all, he had never participated in such a grand dance in his previous life.

As soon as he walked into the hall, a well-dressed valet immediately handed him a wine glass. After pouring the wine, he bowed respectfully and left.

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"It seems that aesthetics and pleasure always advance faster than science."

Field held up his wine glass and looked around the sapphire-toned ball hall. The aristocrats from the big families were majestic. They were either beauties that attracted much attention, or handsome gentlemen. Well, of course, there were also freaks who were married to incest, and they needed round-the-clock care from servants.

People from minor aristocrats or those from poor areas will look a little different in terms of skin color and clothing, and it is easy to tell.

Finally, there are speculators who come in by buying tickets at high prices, usually businessmen. They spare no effort to promote their products despite the disgust or strange eyes of the nobles.

"Businessmen are so annoying, the fresh air has become pungent." A young lady with ordinary appearance but gorgeous clothes walked up to her, pretending to be casual, scanning Field with her eyes up and down, squinting her face, arrogantly citing scriptures, " It is harder for a businessman to get to heaven than it is for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle.”

Nowadays, the status of merchants is far below that of nobles. It is normal to be disliked by others, but the person in front of him is just deliberately attracting his attention.

If I don't give face, negative news may spread tomorrow, such as that I am a transvestite or something. After all, not even beautiful noble ladies are interested.

"Yes, noble lady, can I ask you to dance a song?" Field offered his hand.

"Since you said so, then... no problem!"

The woman chuckled, pretending to think for a moment, and then gracefully handed over her hand. Field immediately smelled the strong smell of powder.

Field danced very clumsily. Although the original owner had learned it when he was a child, it was a pity that he had no chance to practice it, so he stepped on others' feet.

"I heard that your surname is Rose, such a romantic name, but you are so cute." The woman teased, and then took the initiative to close the distance. Field immediately saw a "hidden vertical line", and even the tiny hairs on it could be seen. Knowing that, she giggled, "Don't you rarely dance? I should be the one who is honored."

If he is an innocent little boy, he is probably already half-deceited, blushing and fantasizing about how many children he will have in the future.

It's a pity that Field has been spoiled by Asheena and Rosalía, and is extremely resistant to appearance.

"Yes, my surname is Ross. It's a pity that the territory is in the Northern Province, full of rotting corpses, smog and death."

Field told the truth without hesitation, and she could clearly feel the other party trembling with her hands. She was obviously frightened. Field watched the happiness on the other party's face disappear, and his eyes began to dodge.

Some people's dream of becoming a rich woman has been shattered.

The woman let go of her hand absentmindedly, lowered her head and straightened her skirt: "I'm tired and want to take a rest."

"Please."

"By the way, I will often rest there. If you want to chat with me or look at the starry sky, I will be happy too."

After the woman finished speaking, she turned and left.

"It seems like my charm is pretty good."

Field rubbed his chin, and his last words meant: Although you are poor, you are good-looking and can spend the night with her.

"It seems that someone is going to spend this night in a sweet dreamland, which is enviable."

A nice voice sounded, and Aisha, who was wearing an elegant long dress, walked over with her blue dress in hand with a cold expression, moving her snow-white lotus feet. She was surrounded by a bunch of men, their eyes all fixed in Aisha's direction. I really don't know how they could see the road clearly.

"As a gentleman, since Miss Elsa is envious, I will give you the opportunity." Field distorted the scene of two women "wrestling".

Aisha rolled her eyes: "You are still so funny."

"My lords, could you please give us some private space?" Elsa said to the people gathered around her. The impatience in her eyes was well hidden. Although she wanted to tear off the heads of everyone around her, her upbringing allowed her to Speak like a spring breeze.

"Okay, dessert."

"I will wait for you, even in my dreams."

"As a punishment, you will dance with me later."

The men left with earthy words of love and gave Field a hard look, wishing they could challenge him to a duel on the spot.

Field rubbed his temples and sighed silently in his heart: Alas, this guy is really troublesome. He keeps making enemies for me. Although I'm not afraid of him, he's very annoying.

The key point is that Aisha has already been contracted, and Field has no interest at all.

If you continue to use her family to gain some benefits, stay away from her.

"On the night of the decisive battle, we all witnessed your bravery and command. If you hadn't led the army to block the rebel charge, we would have been attacked from both sides. You also captured Shanquan Village, very bravely." Very seriously. After the compliment, Elsa naturally transitioned to the important question, "Are you curious about what you can gain from this battle?"

“Can I get land?”

What Field cares about most is the territory. Even a town is a huge wealth.

Aisha's eyes became sharp, like a sword pointing directly at people's hearts: "It's hard to say, because you finally robbed those boxes. You know, the imperial law requires that all spoils should be uniformly distributed by the army leaders. Can you tell me what you got?"

"Things that the small nobles are jealous of and the big nobles disdain, such as some potions and magic potions, and they are all low-level."

"No other important things?" Aisha narrowed her eyes.

"What good things can be opened? A cute Chosen One?" Field was very calm and ate a piece of cake silently.

"Haha, that's really impossible." Aisha chuckled, leaned close to Field's ear, and whispered, "I think you misunderstood what I meant. You fill four large wooden boxes with gold and silver treasures, and give them a divine artifact. Return them to the governor in the name of returning the spoils. Maybe you can get what you want."

"So that's what you said."

Field wiped his sweat, thinking that his contract with the new Chosen One was exposed.

Of course he thought about it, but unfortunately he didn't want to do it because it was not cost-effective. I have so much money, and the key is to manage the Night Territory well. As for the Itaven territory, it has been destroyed by war and has to be rebuilt from scratch.

It would be more cost-effective to take over a piece of it.

"No, I don't have money. Thank you for your reminder."

"You can use artifacts, such as the Eye of Mist that Shirley gave you. You rely on it to find invisible troops, right?"