After only chatting with Bishop Ella for a few words, he apologized and left, heading to the bathroom.
Because he saw Lancelot, he came to the villa openly and openly, but no one present knew him, and he hid himself very well.
Sneaking in the shadows, ordinary high-level professionals cannot see his true face.
"Your Majesty! I am going to reach the Grand Instructor level."
Aslan stood in front of the bathroom washing his hands, and Lancelot appeared in the mirror.
Aslan said without raising his head: "Okay, you go back first and leave this place to Vlada for the time being."
Lancelot shook his head.
"Your Majesty, I want to try to break through in the central countries. Once I succeed, I will have the marks of the central countries, and I can easily exert 100% combat power without being noticed by the world will of the central plains."
Aslan was silent.
This idea is very good, but there is a prerequisite.
That is to ensure that Sicano will not notice his identity on the outer continent when he breaks through.
Once discovered, death is certain.
This is also a test for Sicano. Once successful, it will be easier to create chaos in the central countries and even trigger a war between the four empires.
In the end, Aslan agreed to Lancelot's risky behavior.
"Go and prepare. I will ask Medea to see if there is any way to help you."
Lancelot nodded, and his figure slowly disappeared in the mirror.
Aslan slowly grabbed the disposable tissue next to him and wiped his hands before exiting the bathroom.
The valet Aite also came over and prepared disposable towels for Aslan.
"Master, there are some unsighted guests who have been pestering the two ladies."
Aslan nodded and rubbed his temples.
This shit dance.
It's really a headache.
At this time, because the last dance was still going on, Aslan was not in a hurry to think about the dance partner, and walked to the long table at the edge, preparing to seize the time to eat some delicious food.
He had just chosen a piece of steak with black pepper sauce when he suddenly saw Helen approaching and taking a cup of iced coffee.
The lady nodded to the host of the ball, smiled and said:
"This drink is very good. I didn't expect that coffee would have such a flavor after adding ice."
"This is my homemade iced coffee, with some added sugar, it's a very good drink."
Aslan explained with a smile and casually glanced at today's outfit.
"You are very beautiful today and mesmerizing."
Helen smiled and said: "Can it compare to your two lovely wives?"
"In terms of temperament, the three of you are equally matched. Helen, you are even slightly better."
Aslan praised so fiercely that Helen couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
Parks, who was not far away, was staring closely at this place. After just chatting for a while, the two separated in a very tacit understanding.
One person returned his attention to the dinner plate, while the other took a sip of iced coffee and returned to the place where they were chatting.
When a new dance was about to begin, Aslan handed the plate and cup to the waiter next to him. He glanced at one of the male guests who was still pestering Artoria. He wanted to go over and punch him, but
This has become a custom among the upper class in Chester.
Aslan took the initiative to walk up to Artoria, smiled and saluted: "My dear, do I have the honor to invite you to dance?"
Artoria smiled slightly, put the champagne glass in her hand on the tray in the waiter's hand, and responded politely:
"It's my honor too, Darling."
The male guest smiled awkwardly and politely, turned around and left.
This is the male host's absolute possessiveness over his wife, and he also declares his sovereignty over the couple's relationship on the spot. This means that in the future, Aslan will not be able to have any ambiguity with other women at dances where couples attend together.
In the gentle and soothing melody, Aslan and Artoria are dancing gracefully. One of them is tall and tall, and the other is slender and tall. Regardless of the rhythm of their movements, or their temperament and appearance, they match each other very well. They are very beautiful and can almost be used as a demonstration teaching.
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Aslan took the initiative to break the silence and said casually, "I was jealous just now."
Arturia took the initiative to put her arms around Aslan's neck and said: "This is your choice. If any male guest comes to pester me again in the future, I will punch him to death."
Aslan smiled and responded: "For the safety of the male guests, it seems that I must always be by your side at the next dance."
After the dance ended, he sent Artoria back to her original position, and then went to the long table area because he was thirsty, preparing to get a glass of boiled water to quench his thirst. He had already danced four dances, and he would have to dance at least again later.
One, because Nomeili was really staring at him.
This is the pain of polygamy. It is easy to say that the rain and the dew are equal, but it is really tiring to actually achieve it.
At this time, he saw Bishop Ella enjoying red wine there.
"How is it? This must be the first time you hold such a grand dance, right?" Bishop Ella smiled and raised the cup.
Aslan responded with a smile:
"It's very troublesome, but also very interesting. The biggest problem is that dancing so many dances in one go always makes people tired, sweating and wanting to drink water."
Bishop Ella laughed and said:
"Although you are a magician, don't reduce your physical exercise. Sometimes, social situations are more tiring than you think."
Having said this, he showed a teasing expression and said: "Ms. Elena is quite complimentary of you and thinks that your inner qualities are enough to match your appearance."
"Thanks for her affirmation!"
Aslan could only respond jokingly:
"A person's inner self cannot be seen through a dance."
Before Bishop Ella showed a smile that every man could understand, he turned to say:
"Bishop, I recently got involved in a business, which may offend a powerful gentleman. I'm a little worried."
He was referring to the affairs of Clermont Defense Company and the gun trade of underground forces.
Someone has to come forward to do this.
The nobles behind the Razor Party, but with a mentor-level powerhouse sitting in their place, and who is only nominally at the peak of the Great Mage, it is natural for Amuro to be worried.
Bishop Ella sipped the red wine and said: "Don't worry, Chester is a place where the law is enforced, and God the Father will bless you."
"This puts me at ease and I can sing praises to God the Father!" Aslan drew a prayer gesture on his chest seriously.
"In the Principality of Chill, Clement Defense Company is one of the best companies in terms of gun manufacturing technology, so I want you to help me imitate a production rifle."
The next second, as soon as Bishop Ella spoke, Aslan was slightly startled, and at the same time, a turmoil arose in his heart.
Handguns are popular, and shootings have also had a huge impact. I didn't expect that the Omniscient Church would start producing rifles so soon.