Compared with the ball in the royal capital, the celebration in Silver Falcon Castle was more lively and practical: they not only held the ball, prepared a good amount of fine wine, but also turned the welcome hall and courtyard into a cafeteria.
The guests first entered the gate of the main castle, then passed through the guard corridor, and walked into the inner courtyard gardening area. The lawn and paths in front of it were already filled with long tables, and the tables were arranged with barbecue, cured meat and pickled vegetables. Perhaps because of the strong flavor of these foods, the party planner moved them to the courtyard.
Such a scene would never happen in the Royal Castle. It's not like a banquet for nobles, it's like a celebration banquet for orcs... But Silver Falcon Castle doesn't care about decency, they pay more attention to fun.
Guests pass through the barbecue and pickle area, climb up a short red carpet staircase, and then enter the reception hall of the main castle. There are also delicious dishes in the hall, but the dishes are different from the outside. Here, vegetables, fruits, Mainly cold cuts, pastries and drinks, the smell is light and fragrant, and it will not be steamed.
The rectangular welcome hall is connected to a circular area. There is no dining table here, and it is specially used for guests to dance and chat. At the end of the rotunda a makeshift stage was set up, on which a troupe of musicians took turns playing, elf singers who sang on demand, and a troupe of male and female dancers at all times.
"What kind of event is this?" Burris stood at the entrance of the rotunda, holding a glass of passion fruit juice. "It's a bit reluctant to say it's a banquet, a dance, or a tavern celebration... and it's actually a masquerade ball?"
Lot stood beside him with one hand on the door frame, wearing a simple black half-face mask: "I also think they are shameless, but no one told me in advance that it was a masquerade ball. If I knew earlier, I could have prepared more gorgeous ones." Masks, maybe we can prepare some interesting costumes... Now I can only get this perfunctory mask at the door, what a pity, what a pity."
Boris also wore the same black mask, and there were two servants at the door who were responsible for distributing masks to unprepared guests. The banquet did not require makeup, and a few guests did not wear masks because they felt weird, but most of the guests prepared various masks or veils. In addition to the traditional black or white half-face masks, there are many people in the hall wearing butterfly masks, gargoyle masks, wolf head masks and so on.
When they entered the hall just now, Boris and Lott met Charles, the second son of Prince Lanto, the young and upright little knight. Charles was wearing a tauren mask and was busy walking back and forth among the guests. He was also stronger than the armored guards in his formal dress. From a distance, he looked like a real tauren.
Burris euphemistically mentioned that the security was very tight tonight, and Charles took this as a compliment, completely ignoring the meaning of inquiring.
He said he was looking for Talina, Talina was wearing a wild boar mask, it shouldn't be hard to find, women generally wear simple masks or butterfly masks, either in the shape of flowers or little rabbits and cats, all the female wild boars Only his sister Talina, but he couldn't find her no matter what.
It wasn't long before Burris found Tarina in the barbecue area outside. She wore a skirt that was too long, and then used the ability of the warlock to levitate herself. It seemed that she had grown a lot taller. What she was wearing was not a wild boar mask at all, but a treant mask with her mouth exposed. Ciel must be Be deceived by her illusion.
Burris' mask was so simple that Tarina recognized him immediately. She whispered: Please keep it secret for me, don't call me brother for now, I will go find him by myself later.
Boris agreed to her, and she slipped out to drink secretly, because her father and brother said she was young, and she was not allowed to drink, and she was not allowed to eat the durians that were placed in the courtyard because of the smell. The last time she was in distress, it had nothing to do with durians at all, but both Prince Lanto and her brother were still very wary of durians.
After seeing Tarina, Burris thought of Estee. Estee was here too, but he hadn't seen her yet.
Maybe she was hiding in a corner and casting a spell, but a smile appeared on her stiff face; maybe she and Sir Naylor both disappeared, making love to each other in a place where no one was...
Lott came over, Burris pressed Burris' shoulder: "What's wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me?" Burris asked.
"You frown first, then you look terrified, and then you glare at the juice in your hand... This simple mask can't hide the expression."
Burris sighed: "I didn't see Esther. We shouldn't have let that attendant leave just now. We should have let her take us to see Esther first."
"Why are you worried about her?" Lott said, taking two glasses of champagne from the waiter's tray passing by, "She's a powerful mage, and Naylor must be protecting her at all times... unless you think Naylor is a danger The source? No, Naylor and she are monarchs and ministers, and she is the most noble guest in this banquet. How can she be in danger? In my opinion, the elf girl on the stage is more dangerous now, and there is someone in the audience My eyes are about to burst into flames..."
Boris looked at him helplessly: "My lord, that's not what I mean... I'm worried about Estee just because she is the guest with the highest status. As you can see, so many troops have been added to Silver Falcon Castle today. There are even heavily armed soldiers standing at the entrance of the banquet hall... I always feel that something is wrong, maybe Silver Falcon Castle is facing some kind of danger. In this case, Esteline, who is a princess, will definitely be involved."
"Why didn't Prince Nalanto cancel the banquet?"
"He must have been planning for a long time, and the guests have high expectations for it. If the banquet is canceled suddenly, everyone will be very unhappy."
"Your Majesty is right." At this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind them. Estee, who was missed, came slowly, and nodded slightly to the teacher.
She was wearing a simple silver mask, which couldn't cover her face. Boris found that there were no spell fluctuations on her skin. Today, she had a frank face without fake smiles.
Boris bowed to the princess first, and then asked, "Were you not in the hall just now?"
Estee nodded: "I'm talking with Prince Lanto. I also feel that Silver Falcon Castle is a bit strange today, so I want to ask him tactfully. He hasn't answered my words, probably because he doesn't want to reveal the reason."
Lott asked: "Why do you all find it unusual? Couldn't it be that Silver Falcon Castle attaches great importance to safety and heavily guards the celebration out of caution?"
The princess sighed: "I hope that's the case. Recently, abnormalities have appeared one after another, and everyone's nerves are tense."
She looked at the young teacher and said in a low voice, "Teacher, don't worry about these things today, take a good rest. Even if something happens, don't get involved, just leave it to us."
"Why do you say that all of a sudden?" Burris asked.
The princess said: "Hedda told me about the White Tower. You have worked so hard these days."
Boris felt warm in his heart, trying to resist the urge to touch the top of her head. The student's attitude made him feel guilty. Not long ago, he dug up Lisa's body and left the mess to Estee. aftermath...
His emotion hadn't lasted a few seconds before Lott interjected excitedly: "The princess is right, we should enjoy the celebration and banquet!" He handed the champagne he just took to Burris' mouth, "Come on, drink Stop it! Dance music is playing over there, let's dance, don't worry about it all day long!"
Burris was taken aback when he took the cup. He was suddenly touched by a certain word in Lott's words.
Lott said he was "worrying blindly", which reminded him of what Lott said in the Tower: Even if you want to find something to worry about, it's not what you should worry about...
Lott meant that he shouldn't worry about the Black Lake. Indeed, they need not bother about it now. At that time, Burris wanted to ask, "Then what should I worry about?", but Lott kissed him shamelessly, which interrupted Burris's train of thought and lowered Burris' IQ, causing him to remember the words he didn't ask until now .
He looked at Lott suspiciously, and suddenly lost his sense of security.
He was afraid that something would happen to Lott, and he was afraid that someone would assassinate the royal family. Besides these, he was also worried about Heisong's mouth. Heisong was also in the banquet hall. What if Heisong drank too much and talked nonsense? What should Heisong do when he comes to call him a teacher...
Lotter watched the ever-changing expression on Boris' face, and helplessly drank the glass of wine for him.
When Burris was in a daze, Esther bid them farewell and was invited by a male nobleman to dance. Lott also took the mage's hand and led him to the dance floor, while Burris was still immersed in a mess. While thinking, he followed Lotter blankly.
When Burris was about to ask, Lott took his hand with one hand, wrapped his arms around his waist with the other, and led him around suddenly, interrupting his thoughts again.
In the rotunda, the acrobatics and singing and dancing have been performed, and now the band played slow dance music, and the guests began to communicate with each other in slow dance steps. Boris suddenly realized that they seemed to be the center of everyone's attention... In the entire hall, they were the only two men hugging each other!
"Someone is watching us..." Burris' face was burning.
Lot returned a confident smile to the people around him, and whispered to Burris: "They are looking at me, not you. They must think that I dress like a rich man, not at all like the prince's distinguished guest."
... So you are so self-aware! Burris asked in a desperate tone: "Can we...can we not dance? It's too noticeable..."
"We danced in the palace, why can't we dance in Silver Falcon Castle?"
"but… "
Boris couldn't tell why, he couldn't refute Lotter. Sago doesn't have any laws that prohibit men from dancing with men... But he really can't stand the gazes from all directions, even if there is no malice in those eyes, he still feels like a pistol on his back.
"Can't we go over there to eat..." Boris felt a sense of crisis that he would not be able to protect himself at the end of the festival. He lowered his head and followed Lott blindly, not daring to look around at all.
"Odile and Siegfried are in the buffet area, and I can feel where they are," Lott said. "Where Odile is, Black Pine must be there. They, what if Heisong couldn't hold back and made a fuss?"
Burris gritted his teeth: "I'm not afraid, I'll make him shut up."
Lott laughed: "Okay, okay...but we have to finish the song. It's rude to leave the dance floor without stopping."
Burris was suffering in the melodious dance music. He kept looking down at the floor, and Lott couldn't see his face, only the top of his head, with red ears and a bit of neck.
Lott said in the mage's ear: "It's time for you to learn how to be a young man. You have to be brave and don't always think about maintaining the dignity of the teacher. Also, you should give a clear response to my pursuit, You have to take the initiative."
Pursue. Lott said the word "pursuit" just now.
Of course Burris knew that this kind of behavior was called "pursuing". He always felt that "being courted" was a very inappropriate thing for him. This word should appear on teenagers and girls of engagement age, or appear in the texts of stage plays and romance novels. Gershaw got involved... However, he couldn't forcibly ignore the facts: he had promised Lott a long time ago, and the two had kissed and hugged many times shamelessly. It is really unreasonable for Er to deny "being pursued".
What's more, who are they "pursuing" whom
Which mage would struggle to fulfill the promise made sixty years ago after a successful career? Is it because he has nothing to do? Or was it because he was trapped in the night when he was twenty years old, and couldn't struggle out after decades
In this case, if he always frowned innocently and pretended to be a noble lady who was forced into marriage by his parents, that would be really shameless.
The question is... how easy is it to be "like a young man"? Burris couldn't even lift his head now. He even wondered if there was something really wrong with him. Things that others could easily deal with were harder for him than casting spells, exploring, doing research, and doing business combined.
The song is finally over. Burris walked toward the rest area with a sigh of relief. He took Lott's advice as best he could: Be brave. So he didn't turn his head and leave, but maintained the posture of holding hands with Luo, and the two left together.
After taking his seat, Lot stared at him and said, "Boris, after attending the Prince's eldest son's birthday celebration, shouldn't we hold that celebration ourselves?"
Burris was puzzled: "What celebration?"
"Before going out, you were struggling with the Black Lake problem, and I said to you 'this is not what you should worry about'... remember?"
Unexpectedly, Luo Te took the initiative to bring up this matter. Boris' hands were clenched inside the wide sleeves. "of course I remember… "
"Do you know what you should be worried about?"
"have no idea… "
"When we were in Huolongyu," Lott rolled his eyes, "you promised me that we're going to hold a wedding."
Boris was in a cold sweat: "This... are you serious? Actually... there is no need for this at all, we are not performing a stage play, why bother... this is too dramatic..."
"You have already promised me, how can you deny it now?"
"It's not that I want to deny... Your lord, two men cannot hold a wedding..."
"It's fine to hold a celebration ceremony in private, and you don't need to find a priest to witness the marriage. Anyway, the priest does not have the right to witness the marriage for me."
The other boot that was thrown finally landed, but Burris did not relax at all.
He can no longer feel his face getting hot, probably because his neck is also getting hot, and the temperature below his neck is also getting hot. The temperature of his whole body is gradually uniform, and his heartbeat is getting faster and faster... I really shouldn't have been drinking just now .
Lott added fuel to his fire with a smile: "Now you are so shy, what will you do in the future?"
Burris looked at him in horror: "What... mean?"
At this time, the next dance music began to play, and the music drowned out the voices of people talking in low voices. Lot put his arms around the mage's shoulders and said into his ear, "You're over eighty years old, you must know what to do after the wedding."