Chapter 12 Confusion

The dance was finally over. It must be noted that when they were halfway through the dance, the master of the dance, Baron Raoul, had come out. But like all other guests, he stood by and watched the performance of the two dancers. At the end of the dance, the audience applauded the wonderful dance just now, and Baron Raoul walked up to him while applauding.

"Excellent dance." He came to Ash Rufate and Lannie. "It's amazing."

There is no doubt that because he appeared late, the host had not heard about Ashu Rufate from others. His eyes swept across Lanni and stayed on Ashu Rufate.

"Please forgive me...but this gentleman should be the first time I have met this gentleman."

"His name is Ashu Rufate." At this time, Aunt Mary walked up from the thorn. "Master Baron."

"Oh, Countess Marianne. Is this Mr. Asu Ruffatt you brought?" asked the Baron.

"He is the fiancé of my two nieces, so to speak."

"Two nieces?" The baron looked at the direction of the two sisters, and then felt relieved. Although this kind of thing was not many, it was not rare. In aristocratic families, daughters were usually very important resources and had great significance in political marriage, so they usually would not marry the same person. However, these two sisters were obviously an exception. Although they had prominent bloodlines, their parents died early. Now the only direct relatives and elders were the Countess Marian in his sixties, and they lived together in the small place of Bracian City. In other words, their engagement was probably just a simple engagement, without much political factor. Marrying a man was just to ensure that their property would not be divided due to the marriage.

"It's an honor to meet you, Lord Baron." Ashu Rufate bent down and saluted, impeccable in both movements and tone. This polite method made the Baron very fond.

"Young man, I'm glad to know you." The Baron said happily. "You will always be welcome in my living room."

After saying this, he walked to the middle of the hall and announced the start of the dance.

It must be said that the Baron's speech may be just casual, but it played a big role. Because those who just laughed at this "vulgar and rude mercenary" and waited to see him make a fool of themselves soon stopped discussing the topic of Ashu Rufate, and after the dance began, Ashu Rufate was able to stand by others without being obviously rejected and stay away from it.

Like most dance parties, the first dance is always a collective dance. About forty pairs of men and women arranged in dance formations in the middle of the hall to start dancing. Due to the previous wonderful performance, Ashu Rufate was also invited to join the first dancers, but his partner had changed one - changed to the star of the two sisters.

Of course, this kind of group dance is much slower to adapt to the dancing level and physical strength of different people. Because there are many people participating in the dance, even if there are some small mistakes in movements, it is difficult to see them.

"You never told me that you can dance." Xingke suddenly asked as the two began to spin.

"I don't know either." Ashu Rufate answered sincerely. Now he was sure that he had attended such a dance because his body had almost no memory and instinctively moved to the sound of music.

"I was very proud just now!" Ashu Rufat was surprised to find Xingke's expression gritting his teeth. Having said that, she also had this similar expression when he was dancing just now.

"I think it's time to enter the social circle and show myself a little bit." Asu Ruffatt replied.

Xingke stopped talking, and the two continued to dance.

The dance music became easier and more relaxed. For some reason, Ashu Rufate suddenly remembered where he had heard this song... He tried hard to recall that this situation was much better. The invisible wall might have been hidden by the music and the dance atmosphere. Many little things slowly came to his mind... At that time, he was also in a similar hall... a large hall... countless dignitaries gathered here... and he was one of them. It was not an ordinary family, but a palace... In the dance hall of a palace, countless brave knights and beautiful girls were dancing... Princess... Knights... Palace... Dance... War... Partners... Mentors... Traitors...

His mind fell into a state of confusion due to contemplation, and one strange and familiar noun and concept after another emerged in his heart, one after another. It was a familiar and nostalgic feeling, and it was mixed with an indescribable anger, sadness and disappointment.

Then, he received a heavy blow on his feet, pulling him back from this trance state. This was because Xingke kicked him firmly with his boots.

"Is it so boring to dance with my fiancée?" Xing Ke asked. Women are sensitive. She already knows that although Ash Rufate is dancing, she is completely wandering in the sky and is absent-minded.

"No." Ashu Rufat took back his mind. This time he focused his attention on Xingke. Suddenly, he felt that the woman in front of him had delicate skin, beautiful appearance, and delicate facial features. It was a kind of beauty that was about to mature but not mature. Although she was actually not young, she really looked like a young girl who had just grown up (or even underage). Even if she tried to dress herself up to mature, it would be futile.

"What are you doing when you stare at me?" Xing Ke glared at him fiercely.

"No, I just think you are very beautiful." He quietly got closer. During the next hugging dance, he hugged the other person's waist tightly. The girl's waist was slender and elastic, and she had a seemingly strong power. Because Ash Rufate's hug was almost instantly broken away by the other party with brute force.

The first dance ended. The band began to play a relatively relaxed piece, announcing the beginning of the intermission. The protagonist was the turn of Baron Raoul and his grandson. The Baron brought the teenager to the dance and introduced him to everyone, which attracted a lot of attention. In the blink of an eye, the Baron and his grandson were surrounded by a group of people. It must be noted that in fact, many guests' interest was not in gatherings, socializing and dancing, but in this young man who had just grown up. Others who were not interested in the young man began to disperse, rest, chat or eat and drink, waiting for the start of the next dance music.

In a remote location away from the crowd, or rather, in the backyard of the Baron's mansion, an uninhabited area where no other guests were visiting, Lanni, who had previously danced with Ashu Rufat, had her trouble.

Her trouble is actually very simple: she originally danced with Ashu Rufat to make him ugly, but not only did she not make him ugly, but instead let the other party take the opportunity to show her a big show. From an objective perspective, she did try hard to fulfill her task, but as mentioned earlier, this secret method is something that outsiders cannot understand, and only the dancing partner can feel it through their bodies.

In the eyes of Yara, that is, her lover, Lan Ni just danced a high-profile dance with the other party, and made extremely intimate close-fitting movements later. Of course, this would annoy a man, and add a bit of jealousy.

"Lan Ni, I have told you that your task is to make him fool of himself!" The young man shouted at the top of his lungs. Because there was no one around and the noisy sounds in the distance, even if he shouted so loudly, he would not attract anyone. At most, it was only a few servants in the Baron's mansion who heard it. "As a result, you are so close to them."

"I tried it." Lan Ni replied. "But it was useless, he had been prepared for a long time."

"Nonsense! I'm watching it all! You just forget everything when you see the little white face!"

"You don't believe me, and I can't do anything." Lan Ni also got angry. "Besides, he is indeed more handsome than you!"

This sentence of robbing Yala was pressed back into her throat. His face alternated between the blue and white. To be honest, Lan Ni was not wrong. Yala was a young man, dressed in gorgeous clothes, but her face was really unkind. Although strictly speaking, he was not ugly, it was just that. His face was indeed a little different from the evaluation of "beautiful".

But a man, especially a young man who claims to be a playboy, was snatched by his lover with such words. This is not a simple matter, but a level of "psychological blow". In a rage, Yara suddenly raised her hand and hit Lan Ni's head with a powerful blow, which made her stagger back and leaned against the wall before stopping. The dizzy feeling faded, and she felt the burning face and the smell of blood coming from her mouth.

After beating her, Yara turned around and strode away, rushing towards the room where their group of people gathered.

There were still his friends in the room, and Lyle was included. They wanted to ask what was going on at first, but when they saw his face, everyone guessed that no matter how long they were, everyone stopped talking.

In fact, after they witnessed that wonderful dance, they knew that Yara's plan had failed. Especially in the second half of the dance, the seemingly intimate movements of both sides made people understand the reasons behind it. Even these people had to admit that the dirty mercenary looked very good after dressing neatly.

"Don't be sad." This time it was Lyle's turn to comfort his friend. "We'll teach him a lesson soon!"

This is true, because they had planned to do this. But the time they chose was not yet right. At this time, the guests were still energetic and many people walked around. They had to wait until the fourth and fifth songs, when the guests at the dance were tired, so that they could do it. They made a lot of preparations for this, including a mask to cover up the black hood of Ash Rufate's head.

"No!" Yara said surly. "Don't do this!"

"you mean……"

"I'm going to kill him!" Yara let out a horrifying laugh.

Lyle was stunned for a moment. He felt a little excited in his stomach, but he didn't show any of his face. Killing Ash Rufate? That was really something that Lyle wanted the most, and it could even be said to be the most perfect result! Unfortunately, killing people will always cause serious consequences, so after weighing the pros and cons, he had to regretfully remove this choice from his actions.

But now someone has come out to take on this task, so he is of course happy to see it happen and never expected to object.

"Are you serious?" he asked pretend.

"Of course!" Yara's expression was twisted, and he imagined the scene of Ash Rufate crying in front of him and begging for mercy, and then being stabbed by him one by one. "I have a dagger on my horse's back."

This is a dance party, so the guests are unarmed. Even if they carry weapons for self-defense or decoration, they must be left in a carriage or saddle bag.

"I have a pistol," said another enthusiastically. "It's also in the saddle bag."

"The pistol is not suitable!" Lyle directly rejected the proposal. "The scream can be covered up... If the movement is agile enough, it can even end silently, but the gunshot cannot be concealed."
Chapter completed!