I became a cannon fodder villain. If I want to survive, I must take care of my baby first.

"An invitation to a ball from the royal capital?" That day, Olivia found Manjushage with an invitation letter, saying that a ball was being held in the royal capital.

"Yes, didn't you say that you wanted to participate in more public social occasions? It will be spring soon, and the snow on the ground will melt, making traveling much more convenient in the future." Olivia said, looking at the snow in the yard.

The heavy snow lasted for a long time, so long that everyone got used to seeing countless tiny snowflakes floating in the air every day.

Now, the cold winter has gone, and the Kingdom of Aslan will soon usher in the warm spring.

The snow on the ground has begun to melt. I believe that it won’t be long before everything will be able to proceed in order.

While busy investigating the Peters family, Olivia did not forget her promise and helped her get the invitation to the ball as soon as she had time.

And if you don't ask, you won't know. Once you ask, you will be shocked. When the person in charge of the dance heard that she was representing the Xingchenhua family, he fell off his chair.

"Are you really here for Miss Manjusaka?" After the bald noble stood up, he didn't even move to hold the stool, and just stood there in a daze.

"Yeah, what's the problem?" Olivia was shocked by his sudden action.

Why is it that when I heard that Lycoris radiata was coming to the ball, I felt like I had seen a ghost?

No, seeing ghosts dancing is more appropriate.

Later, Olivia learned from the bald nobleman's passionate and gesticulating speech that any noble with a little status would send an invitation to the Xingchenhua castle when holding a social event.

Twenty years have passed, and no one has ever received a reply.

If it weren't for the occasional news that Manjushage was helping the residents of Tasso City solve their problems, others would have probably thought that this once-prosperous family had disappeared.

If Lycoris radiata suddenly said she wanted to attend the ball, wouldn't that be as scary as someone who had been lying in a coffin for decades suddenly crawling out of his shell?

Having said that, the bald nobleman still knelt on the ground and presented Olivia with a beautifully crafted invitation.

As for why he was kneeling on the ground with drooling from his mouth, no one knew.

"Of course I can. I do plan to attend social occasions, but is everything okay with the Peters family?" Manjushage asked worriedly.

As the most formal social occasion among the nobility, a ball is definitely not as simple as wearing beautiful clothes and dancing a few times in front of people. It also involves various interpersonal relationships and red tape. If you are not adequately prepared, you will be ridiculed like last time.

Of course, not many people knew that I was invited to attend the dance hosted by Donna.

After all, with Manjushage's identity, it would be a huge joke for her to be mixed up with people like Donna. How could anyone believe that she was covered in mud and made a fool of herself at that time?

"You don't have to worry about that. I've already contacted Belinda. The Peters family took in many homeless children on snowy days, relying on their insignificant title of nobility, and then sold them off. Sometimes, they even went so far as to kill and burn people in order to make more money."

Olivia clenched her fists, her eyes flashing with determination, as if she had made up her mind:

"It's a good thing you asked her to keep an eye on them. We all know about all the people who traded slaves with the Peters family. Those who were in trouble were secretly rescued. No one was actually harmed. But if they continue like this, they might do something even more terrible. I have to go back and do something."

"I understand." Manjushage nodded, with no intention of stopping her.

She knew that as the kind-hearted heroine in the early part of the original work, Olivia would never watch others trying to fight her mortal enemy while she could only sit back and enjoy the results.

The money spent may not be a big deal for Manjushage and Belinda, but if possible, she still hopes that the money can be used to rescue the civilians affected by the snowstorm instead of spending it on sanctioning the Peters family, a group of completely crazy people.

In any case, a head-on confrontation between Olivia and the Peters family is inevitable.

She finally escaped from that devil's cave, but now she chose to jump back in. This was enough to show how determined she was.

Even though she had stayed in the castle of the Xingchenhua family for such a long time and enjoyed many preferential treatments, she still never mentioned a word about the abuse she had suffered. Perhaps this is the demeanor of the heroine.

Only by personally cutting off your past can you truly say goodbye to the weak and pitiful self of the past.

"If you need any help, feel free to tell me. After all, we are still in partnership now, and I don't want to see you lose your value like this." said Manjushage.

In order to survive, Manjushage cannot get too deeply involved in this struggle within the Peters family. She can only stand on the basis of her own interests and provide some help to Olivia as much as possible.

Otherwise, she really wanted to do Olivia a favor in this must-win fight, so that even if the two of them became enemies in the future, she would not have no chance of survival.

"Do you want to go to the warehouse and pick out a few magic weapons for yourself?" Manjushage tried to make a last favor.

Olivia rejected her proposal as expected: "I have enough with this."

She pulled out the pendant that was hanging around her neck.

That was the protective magic weapon passed down from generation to generation in the Peters family, and it was also the most precious thing left to Olivia by her parents.

As the name of this magic weapon suggests, the decision made by Olivia's parents did save her life.

Olivia left.

She clearly came with a lot of bags, but when she left, she only left a lonely back to the red spider lily.

Although she is just a thin girl, her figure is extremely tall.

Should he only carry the precious pendant with him, or should he truly trust Lycoris radiata and leave everything in the castle?

Lycoris radiata didn't understand, but the only thing she knew clearly was that it was Olivia's own battle.

She just needed to dress herself up beautifully, steal the show at the ball, and then watch Olivia return safely.

But there is one very tricky thing right now.

It’s not Luo Shiqi. He is already able to control his magic. Even if Manjushage is not around, he will not blow up the castle.

What we really need to worry about is that Lycoris radiata can't dance at all.

Of course, I haven't been to a dance or a decent social occasion in the past 20 years, so why would I bother about this?

She is not a natural born dancer who can charm everyone with just a dance, nor does she have the qualities of a heroine like Olivia, so she cannot easily create the miracle of captivating the whole city with just one dance.

There is no other way except to practice diligently.

"You've found the right person, Miss Manjushage. When I was young, I was known as the queen of the ball. My stories are still circulating among the aristocratic circles."

"Why don't I believe it?" Manjushage expressed deep doubt.

Cora always comes up with bad ideas, but she does her job impeccably, which makes it difficult for people to trust her frankly.

"I knew Miss Manjusaka would say that. In that case, I'll show you." Cora pulled Doyle over, put her hands on his shoulders, and made a dancing posture, looking quite good.

"Cora, I don't know how to dance." Doyle seemed a little embarrassed. Influenced by his sister, although he ran outside all day long, he basically found a place where no one could find him and ran around. He had never learned any skills in this area.

"Don't worry, Master Doyle, you just need to follow my rhythm." After saying that, Cora began to dance.

She stood on tiptoe, dancing lightly and gracefully.

Doyle was at best a beginner. There was no music on the scene, and he didn't even know what dance to do or what moves to make. Yet his body involuntarily responded to Cora's movements.

When Cora began to jump, her old body glowed with an unprecedented youthful radiance, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

After the dance, Doyle, the dance partner, and Manjushage, who was watching from the side, were both silent.

Seeing that they didn't respond, Korra's wrinkled face once again showed an excited but slightly perverted smile: "How is it?"

"So cool!" Manjushage used a word that she thought was as elegant as possible and could be used to replace the word "awesome" to describe her current mood.

"You really are the queen of the ball." Doyle was also stunned with surprise. If he hadn't been Cora's dance partner, he would have really thought that he was actually a gentleman who was very good at dancing.