"For the first aspect, the Wanderer Alliance plays an important role. Fulvos has the largest number and the strongest Wanderers, so whether they can be used properly is the key. Each Wanderer
They are all members of Fulvos, which requires us not to just regard them as weapons in battle, but to pay attention to the protection of the Wanderers. In the Wanderer Alliance I visited recently, there was a bounty difficulty level coefficient that did not meet the requirements.
The actual situation is that this is likely to cause unnecessary casualties among the no-walkers. Therefore, I hope that the related work can be improved. The no-walkers are not sharp blades, but people who wield them. The sharp blades in the Blade City can only be directed towards the demons.
."
At this point, someone took the lead in applauding.
It seems that I am the only one who finds the speech boring.
Well... Anyway, these words are meant for those social elites.
I looked back and found that Manda was also listening attentively, which was incredible.
The applause stopped, and the lord continued to speak, but I didn't hear a word of his next words clearly, or maybe I didn't hear them at all.
......
I don’t know how long it took, but the speech was over.
"So, I wish you all a wonderful night."
As the lord nodded slightly to the guests, the music sounded - which symbolized the beginning of the dance.
The crowd slowly dispersed, Manda put her hands behind her back and still leaned against the wall.
"I'm leaving first."
"Um...what are you going to do?"
"Eat, eat, drink."
"Oh... go ahead, go ahead!"
Manda became a little annoyed for some reason and glared at me.
"...You are emotionally unstable again."
"You don't have to worry about it!"
It’s really troublesome...
I was about to walk away when Manda stopped me again:
"Hey, wait!"
"What?"
"I...where will I wait for you?"
"Ah? Why are you waiting for me?"
"Well..."
Manda pointed at her shoes and stared at me with resentful eyes.
"My foot... sprained just now."
Hey, hey, it’s such a cliche plot again!
It seems that after eating and drinking, I have to help this guy get back.
"...I understand, then let me help you to a place where you can sit."
We can't let her stand stupidly in the middle of the dance.
"Well, that's troublesome."
Manda hugged my arm again.
I helped Manda out of the Earl's Mansion step by step.
When I came to the steps in front of the door, I turned my head and looked at her - Manda frowned, bit her lower lip as if to hold back something, and squeezed out a few tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Does it hurt?"
"It hurts..."
Manda's voice was very small, sounding full of grievance: "If I had known, I wouldn't be like this".
Of course it hurts. Am I an idiot for asking such a question?
After spraining my ankle, I still managed to walk to the Earl's Palace. It's strange that it doesn't hurt now.
What to do...
"How about, if you don't mind, I can carry you?"
Manda raised her face and looked at me with her big eyes. After a brief silence, she nodded.
"Well..."
I leaned down, and Manda pressed up without hesitation.
Before entering the Earl's Palace, I roughly observed the layout of the garden. If I remember correctly, there were many stone chairs.
Let's put her there first.
"Are you leaving?"
"Okay..."
I stood up.
There was a soft touch on my back, Manda's breathing so close at hand made my ears itch, and her scent penetrated my nose uncontrollably.
Feeling Manda's body temperature, I found——
Hey, hey, it’s hard for me to stay rational like this...
Soon, Manda also noticed it, and she strangled my neck hard.
"You, don't think about anything weird!"
"Something strange?"
"It's just those impure things! None of them are acceptable!"
Oh, what a Jungfrau.
"For example?"
"Ugh...! It's so annoying!"
Manda hit me with her head.
Thanks to her, I woke up instantly.
"I'll put you on the nearest stone chair and you can treat yourself. If you feel better, come back to me."
Healing magic requires concentration. Carry her to the garden so that she will not be disturbed by the dance music.
At the same time, it also avoids the possibility of being invited to dance by other men.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Beautiful.
"Well...I know."
"If you can't leave, don't force it. Wait for me to come find you."
After all, all healing magic only assists wound healing, and it will take Manda an hour or two at the fastest before he can move freely.
"Okay, thank you..."
"You're welcome~~"
"..."
"..."
"Hello."
"What?"
"In the future...you must also remember to take better care of yourself, including your hair...don't go back to your original appearance."
"...Oh oh oh oh~~Thank you for your teaching, little Manda who doesn't know how to wear high heels."
"Ugh...! You're so annoying! Go away!"
......
Back at the Earl's Palace, I took a plate of cakes from the waiter and ate while shopping.
Mmm~~The sweet but not greasy high-grade cream melted in my mouth. I enjoyed this luxurious experience and a sense of happiness emerged~~
In front of me, the gentlemen put their hands lightly on the waists of the ladies and danced in harmony with the music.
People without dance partners gathered together in twos and threes, holding goblets and chatting about polite topics.
I saw Mr. Bradley joking with his female companion. They didn't notice me, and I didn't intend to strike up a conversation - finding topics is not my strong point, not to mention that the other party wasn't familiar with me either.
Passing by the buffet table, I picked up a glass of grape juice.
After roughly looking around, I saw no other acquaintances, so I stopped by the stairs in the corner.
At this moment, the lord came down the stairs on my side.
There is no doubt that he saw me at a glance.
"Salute to you, Lord Lord..."
I raised my grape juice towards the lord with some embarrassment.
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"Thank you..."
The lord looked at me, as if he was identifying who I was. His gaze slowly moved down until it stopped on my chest, and then he slowly said:
"It's Mr. Gulao... You have changed a lot."
He was referring to my hair and beard...
"Yeah, you can't come to such a solemn occasion so slovenly."
"I was quite surprised. I didn't recognize you at first."
"Haha..."
Having said that, the lord never showed a "surprised" expression.
"Please don't be restrained and take this opportunity to relax."
"Thank you for your concern."
I originally thought this meant "end of conversation", but it seems I misunderstood.
"What do you think of what I just said?"
The lord may also want to have a chat with me.
"Ah, I listened very carefully and was very touched. Your speech was very wonderful."
I didn't listen much, it was boring, I didn't understand what you were talking about - I only need to know this truth.
"Thank you, can you please give me some advice? I would like to use it as a reference."
I always feel that...the lord is very talkative today.
But why is it with me...
I only listened to a small part of the lord's speech, how could I possibly put forward any constructive suggestions...
Just go for it...
"Well, I think...'The sword in the city of sharp blades can only be directed towards the demons.' This sentence is worthy of recognition, but...well...the one facing the demons can only
It would be bad if the blade is sharp..."
"Oh?"
"Actually... in my opinion, the one who represents evil should be the demonic couple, not the demons."
"What's the difference between the two?"
There was a subtle change in the lord's tone.
At this time, people around us saw the lord. The lord nodded to them and motioned for me to continue with his eyes.
"Well... the demons were created due to the demonic mate, and before they had the demonic mate, they were also human beings... Well, that is to say, there must be people who were forcibly bound by the demonic mate.
Contract, forced to become a demon..."
"There are only a very small number of people like this, aren't they?"
"Indeed...but if we can save——"
"The demons are not qualified to be saved."
The lord interrupted me, and for a moment, I heard a hint of emotion in his words.
"Salute to you, my lord, if you can, can we dance together?"
At the same time, a lady invited the lord. Judging from her elegant appearance, she should be a noble.
The lord didn't even look at the lady, but just waved his hand to express rejection - this unexpected action made me feel inexplicably inconsistent.
The lady retreated.
"You're right... I'm too arrogant."
Then I bowed my head and apologized.
Ah, really, what am I thinking... What’s not good to mention, I have to mention the demons!
It’s okay to mention the demons, but I still speak for the demons. Why would I do something like a fool...
"No need to apologize, if this is your true thought, I will also use it as a reference."
As a reference...
"Well..."
"So, is this what you really think?"
"Yes."
If you say something without thinking, it will be the truth unless you are prepared in advance.
"Can you tell me what you think of the demons?"
"...Eh?"
Do we want to continue discussing "Demons"...
Could it be that the lord is very interested in this aspect?
"Is it hatred that you have towards the demons?"
The lord looked at me seriously, as if he was confirming something with me. The seriousness in his eyes made it impossible for me to answer with an evasive attitude.
"...I have a deep hatred for those demons who kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"Well...it's true."
"However, if there are really people who become demons involuntarily... I think it is a different matter. Even whether they should be classified as demons is worth discussing... For me,
Maybe these are just poor...people, not demons."
"..."
"Well, this is just my prejudice. Lord, if you think something is wrong, please pretend you didn't hear it..."
The lord's silence prompted me to quickly add another sentence.
"Ah...no..."
The lord's voice was trembling for some reason.
Could it be that...the lord is so angry with me?
I made an apologetic expression, but before I could speak, my smile froze in the next second.
[The chance that the murderer will attack again in the Earl’s Mansion tonight is 100%]
"...?!"
The message of divine purpose almost made me spit grape juice out of my mouth.
"Alone, I..."
"I'm sorry, Lord, I'm very sorry!"
The lord seemed to want to say something, but I couldn't waste time. I left a word and quickly ran away.
Oops, oops...
Why, why would the murderer be in this environment...