— The wine will be on the shelf in the early morning. Are you ready? "
…
Lucien looked at the darkening street through the window and listened to Victor, Rhein, and Lot talking about the scenery in the manor.
"Lucien, why are you so quiet? Don't tell me you're not interested in the Berne wine made by Felicia's family? "Rein noticed Lucien, who was standing beside the window, and asked with a smile.
Phyllis's Berne manor had a very nice vineyard, and most of the grapes were used to make wine. After many years of cellaring and selection, the Berne wine had become quite famous in Aalto. Only those who were invited by Phyllis to the ball or banquet could have a chance to taste it.
Lucien tried to find an excuse, "Mr. Rhein, I'm actually worried about the ball later. I don't know how to dance, and it'll be very embarrassing."
"Do you need me to teach you? Although you're not a beautiful lady, "Rhein joked to Lucien," or you can treat me as a beautiful lady. "
Seeing Lucien's embarrassed look, Victor smiled and said, "We all know your situation, and no one will invite you to dance on purpose. Of course, if you want to learn, Lucien, I'm sure the beautiful ladies will be more than happy to teach you."
In this relaxed atmosphere, Lucien gradually calmed down. All the preparations were done, and the next step was to carry out the plan. No matter how nervous or worried he was, it would not help him at all.
The carriage went out of the city gate, crossed the Belen River, and headed towards the manor between the northern edge of the Black Forest and the river.
Phyllis's manor was very rich because of the patterned stone quarry. The main house was built with light golden patterned stone, and it was very luxurious.
Phyllis was wearing a fiery red evening dress, and there were two rows of servants waiting at the door of the main house. Two rows of six copper lampstands were burning with bright yellow flames, driving away the darkness of the night.
"Mr. Victor, Mr. Rhein, Lucien, Lot, nice to meet you." When the carriage stopped, Phyllis and the butler came to greet them. Since it was her ball, her father, Urbain, and her mother stayed in Aalto.
Every noble lady had to practice the ability to host balls and banquets independently.
"You're so beautiful tonight, Phyllis." Victor hugged Phyllis and praised her with a smile as an elder.
The fiery red evening dress, together with her long red hair, red, red, ruby-like eyes, and fair skin, it really did make Phyllis much more beautiful than usual.
Phyllis thanked him while greeting the other guests. She had not only invited her classmates, but also her noble friends.
After greeting Phyllis with a kiss on her hand, Lucien, wearing a black formal suit, walked into the hall of the main house.
The floor was built with green patterned stones, and it was luxurious and luxurious. The hall was as big as the living room and dining room of Lucien's garden villa, and it could accommodate more than a hundred people.
The long dining table was placed in the corner of the hall. In addition to many glasses of red wine, there were also refreshing salads, fruit pies, jelly and other appetizers, barbecued meat, stewed meat, sausages, noodles, fat goose, castrated chicken, grapes, white bread and other staples, fruits, and other strange things that Lucien could not recognize.
The invited band was playing beautiful music in the other corner, making the whole ball feel comfortable and elegant.
After Lucien came in, he took a plate from the table and put the barbecued meat, fat goose, sausages, white bread and salad on it. He ate quietly in the corner while waiting for Phyllis to announce the start of the ball.
The candlelight dimmed, and the music changed. One by one, the men invited the ladies to the center of the hall to dance the "Circle Dance", which was passed down from the Tria Palace. It was criticized by the old-fashioned old nobles as an erotic dance where bodies were close together and limbs were entangled. However, the more the old nobles criticized it, the more the young people, and even most of the ladies, were interested in it.
"Are you here for the banquet and not the ball, Lucien?" After the opening dance with her teacher, Victor, Phyllis looked around for Lucien and finally found him in the corner. At this time, Lucien had almost finished the plate full of food. Phyllis did not know whether to laugh or cry.
After awakening his blood power, Lucien's appetite had greatly increased, and there was still something difficult waiting for him at night.
Putting down the plate, Lucien spread out his hands and said, "I don't know how to do the Circle Dance, Phyllis."
"Do you want me to teach you, or Mr. Rhein, or Yvette?" Apparently, Phyllis knew from Victor that Rhein teased Lucien before. Yvette was dancing happily with a noble man. Perhaps she felt Phyllis's gaze, she turned her head and smiled at Lucien.
Phyllis turned around and said sincerely, "Lucien, if you want to integrate into the upper class and deal with the nobles, music, dancing and hunting are indispensable. Okay, I'll teach you."
"Actually, I prefer to work quietly." Lucien didn't want to be special at this critical moment, so he had to copy the other men and made an inviting gesture to Phyllis.
Phyllis reached out her hand with satisfaction, "Aren't you doing very well? Don't worry about being laughed at, it's always the first time. "
With one hand around Phyllis's waist and the other on her shoulder, Lucien listened to her instructions and began to practice the dance.
A few minutes later, Phyllis looked at Lucien in surprise, "Lucien, have you learned the Circle Dance before? You dance very well, not like a novice at all, well, except that you're very reserved and don't dare to get close to my body. "
"Her Royal Highness taught me a little." The reason why Lucien learned so quickly was because of his superb coordination and agility, but he couldn't tell Phyllis this kind of thing, so he could only use Natasha, who knew, as a shield.
Phyllis understood, "So that's how it is, Her Royal Highness is a Great Knight, it must be very effective for her to teach you."
Speaking of this, she suddenly laughed, "Her Royal Highness is half a head taller than you, and she's also a level five expert. When dancing with you, who is the lady, Lucien?"
She had obviously heard some rumors, after all, Natasha didn't hide it herself.
"…" Lucien didn't know what to say, then his heart skipped a beat, and he pretended to slip and cried out in pain in a low voice.
Phyllis asked with concern, "Lucien, did you twist your foot? Do you need a doctor? "There was a family doctor in the manor.
"It's nothing, I'll be fine after some rest. Can you find someone to take me to my room?" Lucien shook his head, indicating that it wasn't serious.
Phyllis was finally relieved. She called a waiter and asked him to help Lucien to the guest room on the third floor of the main house.
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The guest room was very clean and tidy, and the velvet quilt was soft and warm.
Lucien sat by the bed and watched the waiter close the door. Then, he took out a letter and wrote on it with a quill pen.
"Hasn't the Sphere of Scene been delivered yet?"
It was almost eight o 'clock, and the sky was completely dark.
After a full ten minutes, a line of black words appeared on the letter: "Open the window."
Lucien hurriedly opened the window, and with the light music in the hall as the background, a small black ball flew in and landed directly on Lucien's hand.
Lucien didn't crush it, but through the rolling black smoke in the Sphere of Scene, he saw a blurry image.
It was still the small wooden house.
This made Lucien secretly relieved. Lucien hadn't moved yet, but he had to hurry. If he kept asking for the Sphere of Scene, it was likely that Lucien would be alerted.
After putting away the Sphere of Scene, Lucien whispered to the letter, "When I go back tomorrow morning, I'll be responsible for comforting John."
"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Evans." Black words appeared on the cold letter.
Lucien folded the letter, stuffed it into the envelope, and put it in his black coat. Then, he took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack.
After learning that Lucien had sprained his ankle, Victor and the others came to visit him one after another, including the young nobles that Lucien knew and did not know. Among them, Yvette seemed a little disappointed, probably because she had planned to "discuss life" with Lucien in the middle of the night, but in the end, Lucien was already "injured."
It was not until 9: 30 that Lucien finally quieted down. Then, he locked the door, blew out the candles, and lay on the bed. The whole room was in darkness.
In the darkness, Lucien suddenly stood up, walked to the table, and poured a cup of hot water. At the same time, he dropped a drop of Camille's blood into the hot water.
The water rippled slightly, and Lucien heard Camille's voice, "Any clues, Lucien?"
Neither the letter nor the cult's priests reacted to it.
Lucien muttered a few meaningless words to himself in the secret language that they had agreed on. Then, he pretended to lose his grip and dropped the cup, which broke into pieces on the ground.
The secret language meant, "Near the forest in the southeast of the Melzer Black Forest, near the remaining mountain range of the Lupeco Mountain."
The range of the secret language was very wide, but it also reflected the truth of Lucien's clues.
This location was quite far from the cabin and the Masol River. They were two completely different places. If Camille searched carefully, she would not be able to find it for a long time.
Cursing in a low voice, Lucien cleaned up the broken glass and lay back on the bed. At the same time, he took out the two drops of Camille's blood from his trouser pocket and put them under the quilt.
The ball was still going on, and the rest of the manor was quiet. Occasionally, there were a few dog barks.
The Silver Moon gradually rose, and its light shone into the room, sprinkling a silver glow. Under the cover of the silver glow, there was an imperceptible shadow twisting a few times under the velvet quilt. Then, it escaped from the envelope's surveillance and ran out of the window that was not closed.
If there was no Silver Moon tonight, it would be very dark, and Lucien would have found other ways to escape the surveillance.
After getting out of the window, Lucien did not go down. Instead, he followed the moonlight and climbed up to the roof, hiding in the darkness.
Maybe because Lucien was not worried about the letter's surveillance, the cult's priest was hiding behind a big tree far away from the manor. In his mind, Lucien did not have any supernatural powers.
His body in the primary moonlight state, Lucien climbed over the manor's wall from the other side of the main house and entered the woods. He took off his leather shoes and clothes and hid them well. Then, he changed into a black hooded robe that was tight to his body and ran towards the Larnaca Canyon in the southeast.
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