The result is of course men's clothing.
That afternoon, Weide asked the maids to bring clothes to Lucian. An exquisite silk shirt, a vest with a dark pattern, slim trousers and a white cape. The dark gold buttons of the cape were decorated with chains, and the corners of the cape were golden patterns in the shape of vines. The suit was also exquisite, inlaid with crystals.
On the black velvet next to it lay a ruby brooch, its color so bright that it looked very expensive.
It looks very much like the color of Lucian’s eyes.
“It looks very expensive.” The system praised in Lucian’s mind.
Lucian didn't reply. The maid who came to serve him was very embarrassed with the rouge and powder. She had done makeup for many beauties, but Lucian was the most difficult one. The powder that would make anyone's skin more moisturized when applied to his fair cheeks looked cheap when applied to his fair cheeks.
In the end, she didn't use any makeup on Lucian, but just sprayed perfume on his wrist. Lucian came out from the inner room and changed into short boots. The boots were made of soft leather and inlaid with gems. Before leaving, the maid also put a small hat on Lucian to decorate his elegant appearance.
In the evening, Lucian was dressed up and sent to the carriage to leave the palace. When Lucian got on the carriage, Wade was already sitting inside. He was still wearing black, which made his skin look even paler. His eyes were scarlet to a strange degree, and he was playing with the ring on his finger. When he saw Lucian getting on the carriage, he turned his eyes to him.
Lucian's outfit was extremely luxurious. But his wine-red eyes made people feel that he was supposed to be raised like this.
The anxiety that had been lingering in his heart for the past ten days finally lessened a little.
The carriage was driving quietly on the road of the royal city. Lucian sat behind Wade and pretended to yawn. Wade kept staring at him along the way, and that look made his scalp tingle.
However, he could clearly feel that Vader's mood seemed to be getting better - there always seemed to be a strange tug-of-war between them. When Vader's mood improved, Lucian's spine would tingle; when Lucian's mood improved, Vader would become anxious. It seemed that they never had a time to be at peace with each other.
"Aren't you nervous?" Lucian heard Wade suddenly say.
"Are you nervous?"
"This is the first time you've been taken to a social dinner since your resurrection, and the people at the dinner are all your old acquaintances," Wade said. "Think about their expressions when they see you, and think about your current 'reputation'. Don't you feel nervous?"
"Pretend to be good! Pretend to be good!" The system screamed in Lucian's mind, more excited than Lucian himself, "He cares about you!"
'He is trying to mock me, trying to humiliate me by saying that I was brought to the banquet as a canary and publicly executed.' Lucian said coldly, 'Shut up.'
System: 'Hmm.'
"Well... I'm a little nervous."
Wade waited for Lucian to reply, and then he saw him staring at his toes. Lucian sat behind him, raised his slender legs wrapped in pants, and shook his toes with him. The gems on his short boots were dazzling.
"If this gem is stepped on, I can't compensate you." Lucian said with a smile, "So... um!"
Wade pinched his arm, causing pain.
"Don't play dumb with me - who do you think you are?" Wade said coldly, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll take off your boots."
Wade seemed to be really a little angry - Lucian swallowed the words "Then help me take it off" and turned it into an obedient "um".
After a while, Wade threw something to Lucian: "Put it on. It can hide your horns and tail."
Lucian lowered his head and saw a silver mask in front of him, which just covered his face. He shrugged and was about to put it on his face when he heard Wade say, "Put it on when you get off the car."
Lucian: Okay, it’s all yours anyway.
He put away the mask and turned away. Then he heard the system say: "I don't think he is mocking you. Look, he still gave you the mask..."
"Who knows what he is thinking?" Lucian said.
When he saw Lucian turning his head, Wade smiled slightly. This smile was very restrained and dull, and even he himself did not notice that he was smiling.
The carriage finally stopped outside the Houston Manor. The Houston family had been related to the royal family for generations, and the entire manor was extremely luxurious. This charity dinner was attended by the upper class. From a distance, one could see the bustling lights that seemed to never go out even in the twilight. The guests were almost entering the manor, and the attendants in tuxedos were checking the invitations at the door and welcoming the famous gentlemen and ladies into the manor.
"Lord Shelley..."
"Baron Garcia..."
"Oh, dear Elena, I'm so glad you're here..."
At the door, Baron Garcia gave a kiss to the famous socialite in the royal city and gave her a few sweet words. The bright and beautiful Elena covered her mouth with a fan and laughed so hard that her body shook.
The two exchanged a few pleasantries and were about to go in. The dinner was about to start, and they were already the last to arrive. But at this moment, Elena heard a cry of surprise from behind her.
Then there was the sound of the carriage stopping.
"There are guests who arrived later than us..." Baron Garcia turned around and trembled when he saw the phoenix mark on the black and gold carriage.
Elena didn't understand.
The coachman respectfully opened the door, and at the greeting of an attendant, the first thing that emerged from the carriage was a pair of quilts.
The figure was pale and slender, with prominent joints, and an extremely thin mithril ring on the finger - somehow, at the first glance, Elena felt thrilling.
Then there were those scarlet eyes.
When those eyes looked at her, Elena felt as if she was being watched by the devil in the abyss, and even her legs went weak for a moment.
The devil in black glanced at them casually, and then turned around. The waiter who was frightened beside him realized that in that person's carriage...
There is actually another person
The man in the carriage was reluctant to get off. Finally, the devil in black seemed impatient. He grabbed the man's slender arm and dragged him down. The man, wearing a silver mask, staggered a few steps, looking angry but not daring to speak.
But everyone can see that he is beautiful.
Just as everyone can see the horror of Wade, the uninvited guest.
Before Vader could look at them, everyone at the door bowed down and saluted him. Vader's presence was oppression in itself, and no one dared to be even slightly disrespectful to Vader now. The maid who was just assigned to greet the guests at the door today was so frightened that she fell to the ground.
The emperor, who frightened everyone so much that they dared not look at him, ignored all of this. He led his entourage and the masked beauty straight into the dinner party to which he was not invited.
It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared that there was a voice at the door again. Baron Garcia wiped the cold sweat from his head and wanted to say something to Elena beside him, when he heard the woman say, "Dear Garcia, I feel a little unwell today. Please ask Mr. Houston for leave on my behalf."
Garcia: ?
After saying this, Elena ran towards her carriage like a flash. She walked so fast that she didn't look like the weak and frail girl she used to be.
GARCIA: …
Damn! Elena did what he wanted to do first, so now he can't just go in with his head held high?
In the banquet hall, people were toasting and drinking, and under the crystal chandeliers, the nobles were smiling elegantly and politely, yet with hidden meanings. Elizabeth sat in a corner, with a worried look on her face, and beside her were her brother, Grand Duke Murphy and others.
"I didn't expect Duke Cecil to come to this party." Her brother, Earl Green, said, "I think they will at least feel... well, ashamed."
"You mean Lucian?" A viscount laughed, his eyes showing undisguised disgust, "They should be ashamed of that bastard. It's a pity, after all, 'that person' also has the last name Cecil..."
They didn't dare mention Wade's name or refer to him as "that man".
"Don't forget that when 'that person' was driven out of the royal city in the first place, it was the Church that added insult to injury." One person said coldly.
"…Oh, 'that person'." One of them glanced at the people around him and lowered his voice and said, "Have you heard about the recent rumors?"
"What rumors?"
"Although those fools think that 'that person' is the Hero King, he has already sold his soul to the devil. Someone saw 'that person' killing those demons in the suburbs. The power he used was not something that any human could use..."
“… The power of the Undead? How could ‘that person’ possibly be able to use the power of the Undead?”
"Lucian is indeed a bastard, but his accusation against 'that person' is not groundless."
"Lucian this □□..."
"I've heard some conspiracy theories that the demons' attack might be a punishment from God..."
Elizabeth sat beside him with a pale face, her mind full of the sound she had heard in the room at the beginning.
At that time, she knocked over the teacup, and perhaps Wade did not see it. But before the teacup broke, she had heard a sound coming from under the table, as if shackles hit the table!
What on earth did Wade hide in the table that day
"The Cecil family is one of the oldest families in the principality." Grand Duke Murphy asked the waiter to bring champagne and handed it to the man gently, "The existence of an individual cannot cover up its past glory."
The young men fell silent. Grand Duke Murphy smiled at them and turned to kiss Elizabeth: "Good evening, Miss Green."
"Good evening." Elizabeth forced a smile.
Grand Duke Murphy saw that the girl was worried, but he didn't say it. He turned to socializing with others, and he was addicted to the feeling of secretly understanding the whole situation.
That day, his attendant Ross was sent back by the palace people - they seemed to think Ross came to steal, so he was beaten. Grand Duke Murphy visited Ross gently and got what he saw from his heart.
—Weid has a concubine who looks very much like Lucian.
A substitute. A substitute that Vader used to vent his desires after Lucian's death... This is really interesting.
This news is really forbidden and erotic.
He shook his glass and looked at the Duke of Houston chatting with the cardinal not far away. In that war, four of the original ten cardinals died, three fled to Dusk City, and now there are only five cardinals still in the headquarters of the Holy See in the Royal City.
The middle-aged cardinal Shelly who came today, who looked kind, was obviously the most likely person to succeed the Pope. After the war, everything was in ruins and needed to be rebuilt. The Church, which had been entangled with the human race for many years and had a large root system, would also make a comeback. The Dusk City and the Royal City were working together from within and without, which was also what the old nobles were happy to see.
Seeing that all the guests were almost there, even though Baron Garcia had not yet arrived, he was not just a small noble who was addicted to wine and women. Duke Houston did not care about him. He bowed to Shelly and raised his glass to greet everyone.
The people who were chatting stopped and listened to him attentively.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I am honored to see you all gathered here after such a harsh winter." Duke Houston looked around at the crowd and said.
After a gorgeous and complicated opening speech, he raised his glass in the direction of the cardinal: "Here, I would like to especially thank an old friend for coming, thank him for his presence-"
At that moment, the door of the magnificent hall suddenly opened!
"Houston." A sarcastic and cold voice came, "You're so polite."