Among the many activities of the so-called "upper class", the content of the activity itself is often not the focus, and the same is true for this Beauxbatons ball.
What is even more ironic is that there is not even a single person who is the focus of attention in tonight's dance. Most of the various forces dispersed themselves and formed pairs of dancing partners for their own interests and needs. What's more worth mentioning is that the majority of the wizards present are male, so there will inevitably be situations where a female companion cannot be found.
In this case, men can't be paired with men, right? Madame Maxime naturally took this into consideration, so she also specially invited some women from the French wizarding family to attend this large-scale ball to prevent too many male guests from getting into an embarrassing situation.
However, how can those wizards who represent their respective forces really want to dance
As soon as the game started, before Maka and Fanny even stood up to join hands with the music, they discovered that there was a scene in the auditorium that was even more embarrassing than the male wizard being ignored:
Mrs. Maxim had just withdrawn the long table from the auditorium and replaced it with round tables arranged in a circle. But now, a large part of the wizards sitting around the round tables did not move, so that the wizards who came at the invitation of Madame Maxime had to stay in their seats with stiff faces.
If you don't get the invitation from the men to dance in the end, you will really be embarrassed and sent to your grandma's house!
So, what are those wizards doing without female companions? Maka looked around at their expressions and immediately understood the state of those wizards - their attention was obviously focused on communicating with other forces.
"... It's going to be hard for Maxim now," a middle-aged male wizard with a mustache said softly to his companions. "If you ask me, this dance is simply unnecessary."
When his companion heard this, he immediately shook his head.
"This has nothing to do with whether it is redundant or not. The key point is that she should have participated in presiding over this inheritance distribution, but she always wanted to stay out of it. Look, the relationship between Beauxbatons and Nicolas Flamel , can she tell it off?"
"Well, what on earth are we going to do..." the moustache wizard sighed, "Small and medium-sized forces like us, even if they unite according to her suggestions, there will probably be various fatal cracks - if they want to use us to Covering her, even if we are willing to make this deal, how can it be so easy?"
"Hmph, it's better to work together as a group. At least it's relatively stable." His companion glanced around a few times and said calmly, "As for whether there will be any benefits in the end, it depends on the luck of each party... "
While listening to the wizards talking in low voices, Maka stood up and extended her hand to Fanny. A beautiful melody was gradually playing in the auditorium. Most of the male wizards who planned to dance had already made gentle invitations to the people they had already made appointments with, and pairs of men and women were sliding towards the dance floor respectively.
Although the wizards who chose to dance accounted for at least more than half of the people present, the huge auditorium still seemed a bit loose and empty. This was an undeniable fact.
"I'm afraid Beauxbatons will lose some face today," Fanny put her hand on Maka's outstretched palm, bowed to him in a polite manner, and said softly, "Mr. MacLean, you Do you think there will be any changes soon? Will Madam Maxime think of some ways to save it? "
"You can probably handle it to some extent, right?" Maka nodded to her, and then led her into the dance floor like everyone else. "As for what method she will choose and how much effort she will put into it, then there is no question People know. Well... If you ask me to say it, there is actually no need to deliberately save it. After all, the highlight of tonight must be at the end. Instead of focusing on these small flaws, it is better to use more energy to plan the legacy. A matter of distribution.”
He was right. In the final analysis, all the forces gathered together for the same purpose this time. A dance like tonight's can only serve as a buffer at best.
Since it is an empty shell that creates a superficial form, even if it is smashed to pieces, not many people may remember it afterwards - everyone's attention is focused elsewhere!
"Yes." After hearing Maka's point-by-point analysis, Fanny also agreed, "By the way, what about the manager with a foreign surname just now? Behind his back..."
Although Fanny didn't finish what she said, Maka could easily understand her question.
"The manager doesn't know either. He seems to be very careful and doesn't reveal his identity easily." He recalled, "I have asked him to leave. I believe that soon, that person will try to find an opportunity to get close to me... Of course, If he still has the intention to continue to reach out!"
It would not be surprising if he stopped immediately as soon as he noticed something was wrong. But to be honest, it would be quite difficult for that kind of person to completely give up the alchemical legacy of Nico Flamel. That person was already taking the risk of being discovered by the head of the family, so it was not impossible to bet more chips for this.
"Then..." Fanny hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "I will find time to deliver the news to the head of the family."
"As long as there is no problem with the channel for transmitting the news, you can do that at any time." Maca said, "If Mr. Blois can get rid of that person before he comes to me, then I will be more relaxed."
The two of them lowered their voices and talked while staggering their steps and jumping back and forth near the edge of the dance floor. Like most people, they were not entirely focused on dancing.
After a while, Fanny suddenly pursed her lips, seemingly hesitant.
"Mr. MacLean, are you..." She seemed to be still worried about how to word it. She opened her mouth and paused before continuing, "Are you not very familiar with the dance steps?"
Maka couldn't help but grin after hearing this.
"Someone taught me some, and later I also memorized some of the commonly used ones. But... well, the lady who taught me at the beginning was not very serious, and I didn't dance with many people myself. You understand. .”
He didn't look embarrassed when he spoke, but Fanny felt a little embarrassed.
After all, although Maka dances a little strangely, she doesn't always step on people's insteps like a beginner. Since no one is really paying attention to the dance at this dance, what does it matter how well Maka dances? She couldn't help but mention it now, but it seemed too fussy.
"Don't worry, just dance your way. I guarantee that your feet will be fine in the end." Maka joked, "I can feel that your dance steps are very standard, and dancing with you is not that tiring. You know , the person who taught me how to dance once before was amazing, I spent a lot of effort to avoid her fierce attack on my toes."
What he mentioned at this time was naturally the dance at MacMillan's house. Charlotte, who suddenly arrived at the scene, used him as a shield, but it also left a deep impression on him. Probably from then on, every time he attended a dance, he would remember the time when the beautiful lady kept stepping on his insteps.
Just when Fanny felt a little funny about Maka's words, she heard a "bang" and the door of the auditorium was opened from the outside.
"Mrs. Maxim, where is my son?" A middle-aged wizard in exquisite and gorgeous clothes broke into the auditorium with several followers and shouted loudly, "I need you to give me an explanation!"
In the auditorium, most of the dancing wizards stopped and turned their heads to look towards the door. Maka and Fanny looked at each other and looked over there together.
Maka didn't know who was coming, but it seemed that some people present knew the identity of that person. Soon, a muffled buzz of discussion filled the auditorium.
"That is the current head of the Tefler family, Enes de Tefler." Fanny introduced him quietly beside Maka.
Sure enough, the next moment, Madame Maxime spoke.
"Good evening, Mr. Taylor?"
Although the head of the Taifler family obviously came with bad intentions, Mrs. Maxim could not lose her etiquette because of this, and she had to be as polite as possible.
"I don't think it's very 'good'," Mr. Tefler frowned, striding through the crowd on the dance floor. Everyone made way for him, "Mrs. Maxim, I think You should understand why I’m here!”
This time, one of the two representatives sent by the Tefler family died that night, and the other is still unconscious. The latter is even one of the legitimate heirs of the Tefler family. As the first two victims of this dispute, the Taylor family was unlucky.
But even so, they can't swallow their bad breath just because the identity of the murderer is unknown, right? Since we want to find someone who can take the blame, we can only find Mrs. Maxim. The incident happened in Beauxbatons, and no matter what, she had to bear some responsibility.
The other forces were watching silently, some with indifferent expressions and remaining aloof from the incident, and some even pretending to be watching the show.
Of course, there are also people like Federation President Akinbad and old butler Edward who are worried about Mrs. Maxim.
For a time, in this luxuriously decorated banquet hall, all living beings showed various expressions.
"The father of the young master of the Taifler family?" Maka whispered coldly, "He didn't show up until now?"