soul devouring system

Looking back in astonishment, I found a 24-year-old woman standing behind me dressed up. The woman's appearance and makeup are very exquisite, which makes people feel pleasing at first glance. The standing position of the person is also exactly the standard distance between men and women in the noble etiquette of the Weir Empire, which is about 1 times the arm length of an adult male. This distance is a bit higher than hers, and this woman is even more She looked pretty and lovely, but there was no one standing beside her, and it seemed that she came alone to participate. Wang Dong was a little surprised, he had heard from Andy.

This kind of dance, no matter men or women, as long as they participate alone, it is actually a very embarrassing thing.

But the delicate makeup of the woman in front of her didn't show any embarrassment.

Maybe it's because of the convenience of the dance partner?

"This beautiful lady, what's the matter?" Wang Dong asked.

"Well, next to Mercier, I think Prince Andy said he would introduce me to a gentleman today, so it must be you?" the woman said.

It seems that she does not have a partner, and from her tone, her identity should be what Andy said to be introduced to Schuma... Wait, it seems not, shouldn't Andy want to introduce herself to Shuma's sister?Shuma should go back and call his sister now, so who is this person in front of him?

"Uh..." Wang Dong scratched the back of his head in confusion, thinking that he should not lose face to this beautiful woman on such an occasion, so he hurriedly replied, "My name is Scala... If I guessed correctly, The Fourth Prince should introduce another person to Miss today."

"Ah... I'm sorry, I only came up with such an idea when I saw Mr. and the fourth prince coming together. Then... can I first ask who the fourth prince is going to introduce to me? It's not that I don't believe the fourth prince. The prince's vision, but among my peers, I really can't think of anyone else..."

It seems that Andy has done a lot of work as a matchmaker.

Wang Dong smiled.

"If I'm not mistaken, what the Fourth Prince wants to introduce to Miss is - Shuma."

"elder brother?"

The astonished expression of the woman carried an irresistible contagious force of Wang Dong.

If the Merqier in front of her is Shuma's younger sister, then who did Shuma call here if she hasn't come back yet?

Wang Dong was also quite shocked.

If the beauty in front of her was Shuma's younger sister, who would Shuma go looking for now?
But it's not a particularly troubling problem.

Because Shuma came unexpectedly fast at this moment.

He was almost running and pulling a girl behind him. Shuma looked a bit embarrassed. It seemed that he hadn't given up on the habit of "punctuality" of the nobles, and the girl behind him was really beautiful and beautiful. , Beautiful and unparalleled, but in Wang Dong's eyes, he looked somewhat embarrassed.

"Little brother!" Schuma said in a shouting tone.

It sounded a little funny, but Wang Dong couldn't help showing a smile on his face, trying to maintain a friendly appearance: "Master Shuma, you are here."

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

This guy, who wanted to travel around the world and listen to gossip, showed his frail side at this moment—he was bending over in front of Wang Dong, panting heavily.

And the girl behind him has almost the same posture, even his embarrassed appearance is not as good as the fine beads of sweat all over his head.

If the two are really brother and sister, this scene alone can determine their blood relationship.

"Don't, don't mention it! The old man, the old man is afraid that I will run away again, and he will not let Mia come out." He said, pulling the girl behind him to him.

When he looked up, he saw a woman standing beside Wang Dong.

Wang Dong found that Shuma's expression was a little secretive and unnatural at this moment. This emotion disappeared in a flash, but Shuma controlled his facial features and made a smile.

"Second sister."

Shuma called softly.

Merqir also seemed to have noticed the unnaturalness on Shuma's face, and the joyful look on the faces of this happy woman also stagnated.

"Brother, third sister, long time no see."

For some reason, Wang Dong felt that the current atmosphere revealed an unspeakable embarrassment. Su Rina Merqier greeted the two of them, but Shuma and the girl named Mia behind him obviously didn't want to communicate with her any more. .

Shuma is not talking, but Mia is also hesitant to speak.

"I'm sorry, Scala, I'll go in first." Mercier's tone was already filled with disappointment.

Wang Dong felt that the woman in front of him was more like a lady, and her behavior was elegant and pleasing to the eye.

"Okay, see you later."

Wang Dong said.

Mercier nodded, turned around and walked into the ball.

There was a short moment of silence among the three, and Wang Dong spoke first. After all, Shuma went home to find a dance partner for himself, so naturally he couldn't let the two of them down, so he said to the girl named Mia behind Shuma : Miss Mia, my name is Scala, and I should be your dance partner today. "

"Ah... um!" The girl nodded flusteredly, probably because she had been in the silence for too long, and Mia's reaction was very quick: "Sir, please forgive Mia for being impolite, it is really my brother. It's too urgent."

She was referring to the somewhat messy makeup on her face.

Although it doesn't affect her overall beauty, if you look carefully, it's easy to find some tiny flaws, Wang Dong smiled indifferently.

"It's okay, you're already pretty."

"Is it more beautiful than Princess Irene?" Mia suddenly asked mischievously.

Wang Dong was a little surprised.

Mia smiled lightly, and said quickly

: "I'm sorry, please don't take it to heart, Mia is just joking, Mr. Scala can't tell Princess Irene about this, or I will be in bad luck."

Wang Dong immediately understood that this little girl was a courtesan, but not of a mature style—in the aristocratic class, her little mischievousness with a girlish heart was really unexpected.

In this regard, Wang Dong just showed a smiling face.

"Okay, okay, let's go in quickly, otherwise it would be too rude to delay." Schuma urged from the side.

Naturally, Wang Dong had no objection, but this little girl who was still dripping with sweat graciously held Wang Dong's arm and came to the dance scene.

The balls of the Will Empire are not as exaggerated as imagined. Compared with the noble balls of Wantu Continent, the layout of the Will Empire will always give people an inexplicable affinity. If Wang Dong can describe it, the rooms of the Will Empire The layout always has a "home" taste.

Whether it is the mansion of Grand Duke Mickey or the inner court of the palace, this kind of atmosphere allows people to quickly integrate into such an environment, and the nobles here also reveal an inexplicable friendly atmosphere.

The fourth prince, Andy, has already arranged all the things for this dance in various parts of the venue. His actions are very careful, and even the food and drinks that the guests drink will be checked by others. In addition, he has to replace his father Greet the distinguished guests in this room.

Almost every once in a while, Wang Dong could see his busy figure shuttling around every corner of the ball. The Fourth Prince could really be described as a model worker.

Schuma, on the other hand, has been standing aside and waiting for Andy.

After Wang Dong told him about the job that Andy was facing, the gossip maniac obviously lost his mind in an instant, and he tried his best not to disturb Andy's work, but the pity is that this guy really stayed alone all the time On such occasions, most people bring their own dance partners. Unfortunately, Shuma, a prodigal son, is obviously not very popular with others.

Of course, apart from them, those old nobles would not mind dancing a slow elderly dance with their colleagues, but most of them just wanted to have fun, and after a dance, they stood up and enjoyed the joy of chatting.

And Wang Dong is probably the most comfortable and uncomfortable person on the dance floor.

Because it was Mia in his arms.

"Mr. Scala, your dance is really good. Did Princess Miriam teach you or Princess Irene?"

This Mia really deserves to be Shuma's younger sister. After the words of praise came out, there was a question that seemed ordinary but had hidden secrets. Wang Dong had to dance carefully while dealing with her questions with his heart. In contrast, Mia is like a natural dancer, she doesn't have to pay attention to her steps at all, she just needs to concentrate on doing the inquiry work.

Wang Dong estimated that Andy would not have expected this scene. If Shuma hadn't appeared, Mia would indeed be a very good partner, young, beautiful and generous.

"This is what I learned by myself before."

Of course, knowing about Shuma's behavior, Wang Dong will naturally be on guard against Mia's problems, after all, Shuma and her are a family.

The bard's mouth is much thicker than the old blacks in the tavern. If any secret falls into their mouths, it is hard for Wang Dong to imagine what will happen.

But when he first heard about Shuma's dream, Wang Dong was a little surprised.

Bard is not a good job.

To speak of a freelancer whose social status is not as good as that of a blacksmith, or a bard, is actually a kind of hateful guy who weaves other people's stories or secrets into poems and sings them.

Although Schuma has loftier ideals, at present, it is better to hide his secrets in front of him.

"Then you are really smart. When I was young, I was often punished by my father for dancing! You see, I still have injuries on my forearm from my father's beating, and it hasn't completely disappeared until now."

The two were very close, and this almost whisper-like gesture inevitably made people feel distracted, but Mia had a good control over the distance, and she used reasons to distance herself after just a little contact.

Wang Dong was amazed in his heart that such a little girl had such profound skills. Following her gaze, there was indeed a slight scar hidden under the milk-like complexion of her smooth forearm.

But this does not affect the beauty of her forearm.

On the contrary, Wang Dong felt that this was an affirmation of her charm.

"It's beautiful, like a soldier's medal of merit," Wang Dong said.

"Hey." Mia's smile was mischievous like a little mouse.

After the next dance move, her hands naturally caught Wang Dong's shoulders.

"Mr. Scala, your muscles are very strong. This is the first time I have encountered such solid arms on a nobleman... You are a magician, how did you do this?" Mia pretended to be surprised.

"I really like to travel around the mainland alone. After a long time, I will naturally have it."

Seeing that he and the little girl were about to start asking about his past and old dreams, Wang Dong simply began to answer her ambiguously.

"Then you must be a well-informed person, can you tell me about your previous experience? And how did you meet Princess Irene? Are you also on the way to travel? Tell me about it, I like listening to stories the most." Sure enough, the little girl Mia and her brother were wearing a pair of pants.

Apart from the different ways of asking questions, the two brothers and sisters are carved out of the same nature.

Wang Dong could not help but smile.

He was the best at telling stories.

"Okay then... let me tell you something, do you know that there is a plant in this world that can grow up to the sky?"

Mia was taken aback.

"A plant that grows into the sky?"

"Yes, that's a... bean, and as long as there's enough water, it'll keep growing, elongating, and going up to the sky."

Wang Dong didn't intend to talk to this little girl about the process of getting acquainted with Ai'er at all. He has dealt with "women" who are about the same age as the girl in front of him. Children living a normal life will be interested in the strange stories in their mouths.

And Mia in front of him obviously couldn't escape the curse.

The thirst for knowledge of people in this world is not directly proportional to the amount of knowledge circulation. Most of the reasons are because humans in this world do not have such a convenient cultural carrier as paper.

Although there is a library, Wang Dong has only seen it in the Will Empire since he came to this world, and most of the things used to record text are animal skin scrolls.

Including the book he read that awakens the soul magic circle. Although it feels close to paper, it still cannot escape the rough friction of animal skin.

And in a country like the Will Empire, many old magicians have always been famous for their erudition and knowledge, which also contributed to the formation of a well-known professional title among magicians-sage.

A sage is not a magician. Anyone who is knowledgeable and talented has the possibility to become a sage. This is a respectful title for those scholars whose minds are full of knowledge. Later, it became a professional title for a magician inexplicably.

But right now, the amount of stories in Wang Dong's mind can definitely support a "sage in the story world".

"Do you know where the beans end up?"

"Where is it?"

"Do you know what that bean came from?"

"What's the matter?"

"Do you know what happened to that bean?"

"What happened?"

No matter how shrewd Mia was, she was still led by Wang Dong's questions one after another. When the story came to an end, she still couldn't stop guessing what happened after the story ended.