"You can stay in the Iraqi Empire, but you must accept my supervision."
God of War has had enough, and he disappeared after leaving such a sentence.
Shang Ke compared a pair of scissors in his heart, and a cheerful smile appeared on the mask ╰(*＾▽＾*)╯.
Neil didn't know when he appeared beside him and asked, "Is it still so happy to be supervised?"
Shang Ke gave him a sideways look (﹁"﹁): You don't understand, as an evil god who once fought with death for over a hundred years and committed no evil, not only was he killed without a single face-to-face, but he also had the opportunity to turn an enemy into a friend. It is already very rare.
With a good start, Shang Ke was in a very good mood, and he didn't mind twisting his mask a few more times, saying goodbye to the silly Eros, and he floated back to the room smartly.
Three days later, the prince's concubine selection ceremony was officially held. After careful preparations by the people of the Shu clan, they escorted Tima to the party site. Shang Ke turned into a spirit behind her and went to the banquet with her.
In order to get Tira to be elected, the original evil god secretly cast a curse on other candidates, causing many girls to be seriously injured or fall ill and lose their chance to win the election. However, his curse is not infallible. Some girls believe in gods that are very powerful and can eliminate the power of the curse. For example, the God of Light, who is on a par with the God of War, the God of Healing, who controls health, or the God of Nature, who is blessed with all things, and most of the gods with the power of darkness, such as the God of Death. However, believers of the god of death will not enter the field of light at will.
Tima led the waiter to the entrance of the banquet hall, handed the invitation to the welcome waiter, and took off the mask on his face.
When the messenger saw Tima's face, surprise flashed in his eyes. After checking the invitation, he bowed to invite her in.
Tima walked slowly across the red carpet with her skirt in hand, her heart pounding, and her palms were sweating so nervously. When more and more eyes were focused on her, she almost wanted to walk away.
Although she has built up enough self-confidence and courage under Shang Ke's guidance, she is inevitably a little timid as she has never experienced any big scenes.
"Don't be nervous, just treat them as flowers and plants." Shang Ke floated beside Tima with his hands behind his back, looking around like he was patrolling the territory. It's just that his voice cannot be heard by mortals without appearing or dreaming.
So Tima's tension did not ease at all, but became more cramped as she entered the hall.
Shang Ke cheered her on from the side, saying that this girl is not as slender as her, that girl is not as beautiful as her, the one with the most gorgeous hairdo is too ugly, the one who talks and laughs is dignified... and so on.
However, the cold sweat of Tima was still pouring out layer by layer, almost converging into a river.
"Pfft." A chuckle came from the side.
Shang Ke turned his head to look, and saw Neil, who was beautifully dressed, standing not far away, smiling at him with a glass of wine.
Neil is a god with a fleshly body, who can mingle with mortals at will, showing off his beauty in a show of beauty.
Shang Ke floated over and touched his waist with his elbow: "Do me a favor."
"What's up?" Neil asked with a smile.
"I'll invite Tima to dance later. This is her first time participating in a large-scale dance party, and she has little experience."
"Sorry, I can't dance." Neil rejected regretfully.
Shang Ke→_→: Eros can't dance? Can't dance, what are you doing to the dance in fancy dress? Do wallflowers
Neil smiled and said, "It's better for you to do it yourself instead of asking for help from an outsider like me."
Shang Ke (╯︿╰): If I can come by myself, do I need to ask you for help
"Although you don't have a physical body, as long as you try to materialize your spiritual body and put on a dress, you will be basically the same as an ordinary person." Neil sincerely suggested.
Shang Ke is (⊙▽⊙) first, and then (= ︿ =), the body can be changed, but the mask cannot be moved. He couldn't imagine how he would dance with a beautiful woman wearing this stupid mask. Maybe it was a mighty and majestic domineering style one moment ago, but the next moment it will become a funny style of embarrassment.
Neil looked at the face that couldn't hide the mask, and smiled: "You don't have to worry about your mask, I have a solution."
Shang Ke: ( °o°) What
I saw that Neil took out a mask from nowhere, the whole body was white, and there was a complex golden dark pattern around his right eye, which looked very delicate.
"How about this?" Neil picked up the mask and compared it to his face.
Is this asking him to cover the mask with a mask? Shang Ke stared at the mask in Neil's hand in thought.
"Better hurry up, the dance has already started." Neil raised his chin toward the center of the hall, "If you agree, I'll take you to change your clothes."
Shang Ke nodded: "Okay!"
In the hall, there was a melodious dance music. Prince Itamo took his mother's hand and walked gracefully to the center of the hall, dedicating the first dance music to her.
When Tima saw Itamo, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she did not expect that the handsome young man who had been with them for several days was the prince of the Yi Empire. She has a good impression of Itamo, but it is limited to the level of friendship.
In her heart, God Uno is the most important existence. The reason why she came to participate in this concubine selection ceremony was only to protect the future of the clan.
When a dance song ended, there was immediate applause from the surrounding area. Itamo let go of his mother's hand, and his eyes slowly swept across the many girls.
Itamo has not seen Tima's true face, and Tima is standing in the back position, blocked by the crowd, so Itamo finally chose a girl who was closer to him as the second dancer. dance partner.
The music played again, the prince and the girl took the lead in dancing, and the other men also began to look for their own dance partners, and they poured into the dance floor one after another.
Tima rejected several men who came to invite to dance, standing alone in the corner, quietly looking at Itamo who was dancing, feeling a little depressed.
"Beautiful girl, can I ask you to dance?" A gentle voice interrupted Tima's thoughts. Tima was about to refuse, but after a glimpse of the mask on the other's face, he paused for a moment.
The man in front of him was wearing a finely tailored black dress with a white gold mask on his face.
Tima hesitated for a while, but finally refused.
"Tima, I taught you to dance, not to make you hide your clumsiness."
Hearing this, Tima suddenly raised her head and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.
"You, you..." Her heart beat uncontrollably, and her breathing became a little short of breath.
"Let's go, let's dance." Shang Ke put on a gesture of inviting dance.
"Okay!" Tima smiled and put her hand in Shang Ke's palm. The cold touch instantly ignited her enthusiasm.
The two stepped onto the dance floor and danced to the rhythm of the music.
Shang Ke wanted Tima to be the most dazzling girl in the ball, so he carefully pulled her and showed her figure little by little.
Under the traction of Shang Ke, Tima's movements gradually changed from rusty to flexible, the skirt swayed, and the fragrance flowed. The girl is like a budding rose, slowly blooming in the melodious music.
Their elegant dance quickly attracted everyone's attention, and Tima's beautiful appearance radiated dazzling light during the dance.
Seeing this scene, Neil in the crowd whistled secretly, never expecting the little mask to be so elegant. He hides the real mask, it's like a different person. Who would have thought that under the gorgeous dress, there is a rough man in an animal skin skirt and a strange mask? Thinking of this, Neil couldn't help laughing.
Well, his real face is more cute.
Itamo's eyes were also attracted by the monk Tima. He first looked at Tima and felt a little familiar. When he looked at her dance partner and saw the mask on his face, he suddenly remembered that this girl is not. Is it Tima of the Shu clan? Although he had never seen her true face, he recognized her from her figure and style of clothing.
But who is the dance partner beside her? Wearing a mask is considered impolite in non-masquerade situations.
Itamo didn't care that they stole his limelight, and he didn't plan to find a partner at the dance anyway. From time to time, he glanced at Shang Ke, always feeling as if he had seen it somewhere.
After dancing the second dance absentmindedly, Itamo was going to go to rest for a while, but just after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned 90 degrees and walked towards where Shang Ke and Tima were.
"Uno!"
Shang Ke turned back subconsciously.
"It's really you!" Itamo looked at Shang Ke with a strange expression, as if not smiling.
Shang Ke was unhappy, he was originally an elegant man, and there was something wrong with dressing lavishly! That kind of animal skin skirt that leaks under the air is not suitable for him, right? !
"I didn't expect you to come to my dance. Would you like to dance with me next dance?" Itamo showed a gentle smile.
Shang Ke stared at the elegant mask silently at Itamo: Are you funny? Dance with a guy who is about your height and bigger than you? It's not that shameful to want to lose face. As a prince, are you worthy of your own country and your own people
In fact, Itamo's invitation just now was purely an unconscious behavior. He just thought that it should be a fun thing for monks to dance. But after asking, he also knew that he was stupid.
"Cough, I want to invite Miss Tima to dance the third dance." He corrected his mistake in time.
Shang Ke: Staring at me and inviting Tima? Are you squinting
Tima: I really want to say no...
The third dance tune sounded, and Itamo walked onto the dance floor with a tangled Tima. She turned back several times, hoping that her gods would rescue her from the "evil prince", but the gods gave her a ruthless arrow in a farewell gesture.
"If only you didn't wear a mask just now." Neil walked over to Shang Ke and said regretfully.
"Thank you for your mask, I decided to wear it forever and never take it off again." Shang Ke said gratefully.
Neil frowned and said, "I didn't plan to give you the mask."
"It's a pity." Shang Ke shrugged and sighed, "It seems that I can only recreate it myself."
Shang Ke felt extremely relieved, because he finally found a way to be a new person! In the future, there is no need to worry about being exposed to his pure inner world by that foolish mask.
Thank you so much, Eros, you are indeed a good partner of mankind!
Shang Ke cast a friendly look at Neil to express his sincere gratitude.
Neil: … Suddenly I feel like I've done something very wrong.
However, Shang Ke's good wishes were not fulfilled in the end.
After the dance, Shang Ke, who was still wearing a fancy dress, followed Tima and the others back to their residence.
As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Lord Ares who was passing by by chance or came to him on purpose.
The God of War caught a glimpse of Shang Ke's high-end and elegant aristocratic dress, and snorted lightly.
With this light and cold humming sound, Shang Ke only felt that his body was scattered, and he got out of the dress without warning. Dresses and masks were scattered all over the place, and he turned into the rough man in the animal skin skirt again.
"Non-descript." Saya coldly gave a four-character comment.
Shang Ke: (┭┮Д ┭┮)
He wept bitterly for his lost youth.
#Everyone in this world doesn't want to make him noble, make him elegant, make him handsome#