There's always something wrong with the dark elf I raise

The chief court magician of the empire has never shown his appearance in public. He always uses magic to disguise himself. Considering this, the city lord decided to designate the evening event as a masquerade, and everyone must wear masks. field.

Claire slept all afternoon in the room prepared for him by the city lord to recuperate his energy for the dance. It was not until night fell quietly that he woke up from his deep sleep. During this period, Aloy stayed with him, acting as a pillow. In the end, Aloy fell asleep in a daze, but when Claire moved, he immediately opened his eyes.

Claire first touched the little pet's head, and then stood up and rang the bell. The servants waiting outside heard the bell and filed in. They took the toiletries and the luxurious clothes that had been prepared, and served Claire and Aloy to change into. .

The feeling of being served and dressed was very novel. Claire stood in front of the mirror and stretched out his arms without moving, letting them move. It was not until he put on the mask inlaid with gems that he released the disguise magic.

A head of long black hair was immediately displayed in front of everyone, hanging down to his heels like flowing water. If the servants were not well-trained, they would probably scream in surprise after seeing this scene.

Aloi was also a little dumbfounded. Pure black hair was extremely rare in the continent of Elmon, not to mention that the long hair in front of him was as smooth and beautiful as satin. Even he didn't notice that his right hand had been raised at some point. Get up, almost touch it.

Fortunately, he finally reacted and stopped in time. Claire was adjusting her dress and didn't notice Aloy's movements - it was the first time for him to wear such complicated clothes, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

After cleaning up, Claire and Aloy were led by servants to the ball venue. At this time, the hall was already filled with beautifully dressed guests, and everyone was singing and dancing to the cheerful music. The lace-trimmed dresses of ladies and ladies are like blooming flowers, and they themselves are butterflies, flying in the sea of ​​flowers.

Claire caused a commotion as soon as he appeared. Everyone stopped and looked at him. The city lord welcomed him to the main seat with a smile on his face and said to the people standing below: "Allow me to solemnly introduce to you today." The most special guest of the evening—the empire’s chief court magician, Lord Claire Gabriel Lethgcott!”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone on the ground bowed and saluted. They didn't straighten up until Claire raised her hand to signal.

The people present were either officials or wealthy businessmen and their families. Some of them had seen Claire during the day, and the rest were well-informed and had already found out why the city lord was in a hurry to hold the ball. There were only one or two people who had not done their homework in advance (such people were also excluded from the center of power in Rouen). After hearing Claire's name, they were so shocked that they lost all their demeanor. If the people next to them hadn't covered it up in time, If you shut their mouths, they might start shouting.

Fortunately, these people were standing relatively far back, so Claire did not notice this small "disharmony". He nodded to the city lord, who understood and announced: "Now, please enjoy the beauty of tonight!"

Warm applause resounded throughout the hall, the music started again, and people began to writhe to the music again.

Claire watched this lively scene with great interest. The city lord accompanied him and introduced him to some customs and customs of Rouen: "Sir, the song being played now is from when the musician Herbert Field traveled to Rouen. What he did was praise the friendship between the races."

Claire didn't know much about music, so she could only give a perfunctory compliment. The city lord didn't care at all, and instead introduced Rouen's special food, until a group of officials came over to say hello to Claire.

Claire responded to them politely, but couldn't tell who they were - his memory was always very good, but not so good that he could remember so many names in such a short period of time, not to mention they were carrying mask.

Of course, Claire doesn't need to remember them. The vast majority of these people will never interact with him again after tonight.

After the officials all retreated, a group of young ladies came over. They were all graceful with beautifully styled hair styles, and their masks could not hide their pretty faces.

The city lord enthusiastically recommended: "Sir, the most beautiful ladies in the city are here. I wonder which of them will be lucky enough to dance with you? Don't worry, they all have excellent dancing skills and are guaranteed to give you an unforgettable time." experience.”

The city lord's words were a bit ambiguous, and anyone who was interested could immediately hear the implications. However, Claire was immersed in the customs of another world and did not notice this. She simply refused: "Sorry, Rodriguez. Sir, I can’t dance, so I’m afraid I will disappoint the ladies.”

It's true that she can't dance. Very few people from China would learn this kind of social dance in the West. But the most important thing is that if Claire really goes to dance, the people below will definitely not be able to play well.

But just because he didn't play, it didn't mean that the little pets couldn't play either. Claire looked at Aloy, who had been standing behind him, and said, "Aloy, you can go dance too." Go ahead and have fun.

"Master..." Aloi wanted to say that he couldn't dance at all. He had never even attended a dance, but he swallowed the words back. The mage should know this, but he still asked like this, Are you trying to make fun of yourself? Then you shouldn't refuse.

He lowered his head and replied, "Yes, Master."

Seeing Aloy like this, Claire thought he was nervous, so she asked the city lord: "Mr. Rodriguez, please help my entourage find a suitable dance partner."

"Sir, please wait a moment." The city lord thought that Claire was dissatisfied with these women, and he felt a little disappointed. After all, the one standing at the front was his daughter, but he still tried his best to do what Claire had asked him to do, and soon called for a group of people. An older lady, but still elegant and beautiful.

The woman held up her skirt and curtsied to Claire and Aloy. Aloy glanced at Claire and saw the cheerful smile on his lips, so he gave up his last struggle and silently took the woman's hand and walked towards her. dance floor.

Sure enough, even though the woman was extremely skilled in dancing and tried to guide him in the right dance steps, Alois still tripped over the other party's too-fluffy skirt after starting to dance. Thanks to his agility, he didn't really fall. .

The woman said sorry in a low voice and became more careful with her movements, but Aloy still couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He was either too fast or too slow, and even almost bumped into the person next to him.

Aloy could feel that the eyes of the people around him were focused on him. Due to his identity as a mage, they didn't say anything, but the strange looks still made him feel like a clown for others to watch - he was originally I thought that "self-esteem" had been discarded after missing death many times, but I didn't expect that there was still some left in the body.

At the same time as he realized this, Aloy roughly pushed it back into the depths of his heart. For someone like him, boring self-esteem would only speed up his own death.

Sure enough, following the mage was the right choice. No, life has been so comfortable recently that I have begun to care about these unimportant things. This is not good. The result of being too greedy is often nothing.

Aloy adjusted his expression to make himself look happier. After all, this was the mage's request. He looked at the mage in the main seat, and the smile on his lips seemed to widen. Sure enough, he was pleased by his "clumsy" self.

Claire saw Aloy looking over and gave him an encouraging smile.

Claire could see that the lady had been patiently and gently guiding Aloy. Under her guidance, Aloy was slowly able to keep up with the rhythm. He was relieved and believed that the little pet could really spend a wonderful and unforgettable night as the city lord said.

While Claire was admiring Aloy's dancing, the city lord was worried.

The only person who can make him so attracted tonight is the mage in front of him. The question that troubles him is also related to this: Why can't these young and beautiful women catch the eyes of the mage?

In his opinion, no one can resist the attack of a group of beauties, not even the old academics in the mage tower who claim to devote their lives to magic and knowledge. What's more, the mage is younger than them and should not refuse to enjoy this. It's delicious food brought to your mouth.

But the mage refused, so there was only one possibility. The city lord thought of what the servants reported to him. In the afternoon, the mage slept in the same room, or even on the same bed, with his attendants. And his attendant, the dancing orc hybrid, was a real, tall, strong man!

Yes, that must be the case, the mage actually likes...

The city lord's eyes lit up and he thought he understood the truth. Seeing that Claire was not paying attention to him, he quietly gave a few instructions to the butler behind him. The butler nodded understandingly and retreated to do his work.

In the second half of the dance, the city lord asked Claire for instructions: "Sir, please allow me to present you a new program."

"Okay." Claire heard that there was something new and agreed without thinking.

"It is an honor for these young men to perform for you. I would like to thank you on their behalf." The city lord clapped his hands, and the soft music suddenly became sonorous and powerful, and the dancers in the hall also stopped dancing. , retreated to the rest area, and vacated the central position.

Just as the city lord said, a group of young people appeared, wearing uniform military uniforms and holding unopened, decorated long swords. They walked in from the gate, stood in the center of the hall, and walked towards Claire. A military salute.

The young body was fresh and full of power. The city lord looked at Claire and saw that he seemed very satisfied. He could not help but smile with joy and announced: "Let the performance begin!"

These are all local officials and the best of the young generation of noble families. Like the previous group of girls, they are "gifts" specially prepared by the city lord for Claire. If any of them can win the favor of the mage, the city lord himself will also You can follow suit and get some benefits from it.