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It was night.
The lights were bright.
Servants holding gas lamps formed a long line from the entrance of the mansion.
Young masters and young ladies of noble families, dressed in luxurious clothes and carrying themselves elegantly, entered one after another in pairs through this long line of lights.
There were many people, but it didn't feel crowded.
At the garden entrance, a man with golden hair walked past.
"Sein..."
Yulian called out.
The man stopped.
"You are, Mr. Yulian?"
Because the lights were concentrated on the path for welcoming guests, the garden was slightly dim.
"Where have you been lately?"
"Haven't seen you around for a long time?"
Yulian asked curiously.
At the same time, he carefully sized up Sein.
It had been a while, and Yulian felt that Sein had become even more charming as a mature man.
Even Yulian couldn't help but be surprised!
"Haha..."
Sein walked forward and put his arm around Yulian's shoulder.
He revealed a meaningful smile.
"Well, that's something only men understand!"
"Hmm!"
Yulian's eyes widened.
He was extremely shocked.
"Could it be?!"
In Yulian's mind, inappropriate thoughts arose.
"Yes, that's right!"
"I've been lying in an underground tavern for several months!"
A blush rose to Sein's face as he smiled.
"Also, I'm a master at underground gambling houses!"
"Tch—"
Yulian was initially very shocked.
Hearing Sein say that, he immediately lost interest.
"Hey!"
"Mr. Yulian!"
"I've told you my secret, you can't look down on me!"
Looking at Yulian who had left him behind, Sein couldn't help but shout.
"After all, men are inherently dirty things, hey!"
Yulian ignored the shouting Sein behind him and walked towards the hall where the banquet was being held.
At the same time, after hearing Sein's words, Yulian couldn't help but mutter contemptuously.
"Is this considered dirty..."
The hall doors were open.
Bright lights filled the entire hall.
Countless handsome men and beautiful women were currently embracing and dancing gracefully to elegant music.
"I'm late..."
Yulian clicked his tongue.
His gaze scanned around.
In just a few seconds, he spotted Frieren's figure.
The white-haired elven girl with her hair tied in a high ponytail was sitting quietly by the dining table, savoring the crimson wine in her glass.
Elegant, too elegant!
"Don't you want to eat something?"
Yulian picked up a plate of desserts and walked towards Frieren.
Sitting down beside Frieren, Yulian had a smile on his face.
"You're late."
Frieren slightly raised her eyes to glance at Yulian before calmly looking at the dessert Yulian had brought.
However, Frieren didn't reach out for it.
It seemed... she had indeed gained weight...
To eat... or not to eat?
Frieren hesitated.
She was undecided.
However, in Yulian's eyes, this scene meant that Frieren might be in the awkward situation of not being invited to dance by anyone.
After all, when Yulian entered, the entire ballroom, except for Frieren who was currently savoring her wine, had no one who was alone.
"How about it, shall we dance a piece?"
Yulian recalled the noble etiquette he had learned when he was the Demon King.
The next second, Yulian shook his robe and knelt on one knee before Frieren, inviting her with an appropriate smile.
"What?"
Frieren clearly hadn't reacted to Yulian's actions.
But looking at Yulian, who was kneeling on one knee before her, dressed in a clean white suit like a prince, Frieren hesitated for a moment before placing her hand on his.
It was cold, making one want to warm it.
This was Yulian's first intuition.
Yulian gently held Frieren's delicate hand but made no further movement.
"What are you... doing?"
Frieren looked at the dazed Yulian with a calm face.
"Nothing..."
Yulian gently shook his head, casting the strange thought aside.
The reason Frieren invited him to this banquet was simply because she needed a dance partner, nothing else!
After Yulian told himself this, the next second, Yulian, holding Frieren's hand, stood up.
Under the light, he gently held Frieren's hand and began to lead her in a dance.
If the music was melodious, Yulian would lead Frieren with small jumps or shuffling steps.
If the music was lively, Yulian would smile and tickle Frieren's palm, making her unable to help but show the same lively smile as him.
The style of the music changed, becoming solemn and serious.
It was as if this wasn't a ballroom!
Then Yulian and Frieren would put away their frivolity, and the two of them began to coordinate in a proper manner.
If you move forward, I will retreat.
If you retreat, I will move forward.
Gradually, the young masters and young ladies dancing in the entire ballroom couldn't help but stop.
Quietly, they just quietly watched the pair who seemed like a natural match, as if they were one with the entire ballroom, as if they were integrated with the music!
"How is it, have we still not gotten the ball back on track?"
At the music performance area, Count Orden was currently speaking to Gabel, who was in charge of the orchestra, with a slightly serious expression.
"No, no."
Gabel's cold sweat flowed.
This was originally a social evening for young nobles.
It was supposed to be the social evening for the Viscount's eldest son, Wirt, to announce that he was not injured and was doing very well!
But all of this changed when Yulian and Frieren joined the dancers!
Impeccable dance moves!
Emotions completely integrated into the music!
They were like a program, yet they carried emotions that matched the dance of the music!
No matter how the music style changed, they could always integrate into it immediately and become the most dazzling presence in the crowd!
"This is really troublesome!"
Count Orden covered his head, feeling somewhat helpless.
"Should we stop them?"
Gabel pointed to Yulian and Frieren, who were engrossed in dancing, and hesitated slightly.
"It's fine..."
Count Orden waved his hand.
"The purpose of the banquet has also been achieved, let's prepare to end it."
Count Orden looked towards Stark and Fern, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Yulian and Frieren were currently surrounded as if by stars orbiting the moon, the dance moves of Stark and Fern, who had practiced hard for two months, could also be called impeccable!
Attracting some people's attention was enough.
"Melodious—"
The music ended, and the evening banquet came to a close.
Frieren and Yulian, as well as Stark and Fern, each exited after elegantly bowing amidst the applause of the people surrounding them, retreating behind the scenes.
As for the front stage, Gabel, who was instructed by Count Orden, was handling the finishing touches of the banquet.
"I never thought you had this side to you."
Frieren gently nudged Yulian with her elbow, somewhat surprised.
After all, in her opinion, Yulian was mostly with her when they were looting and robbing or sleeping on the streets.
She had never seen this side of Yulian before.
"Is it impressive?"
Yulian leaned on the window, gazing at the cosmos, a faint smile on his face.
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