Realm of Power

"Sorry, I have a dance partner!" The fat man bowed slightly and put on a smile that he thought was modest. In fact, he secretly despised himself. "If you can't dance, you can't dance. Why are you pretending to be so powerful? It's miserable now. The future heir of the Dylans family was actually smuggled out!"

Dead silence! Except for the cheerful songs of the wilderness, there was no noise in the entire hall. Sophie Mocha stared at the fat man with bulging eyes. The beautiful Lady Susanna's eyelids were drooped, and her elegant long dress trembled slightly with excitement.

Everyone who was in the hall just now knew who the dance partner Fatty was talking about. In order to give himself this honor, Fatty actually refused the first dance invitation of Dylans' future successor.

"He actually declined Miss Dylanski's invitation!"

What an honor and honor it is to be invited to the first dance by the heir of the Morrence family, but this stupid fat man in front of him actually refused. The nobles and celebrities simply couldn't believe their eyes. This was already the third unforgettable time tonight. "Accident"

"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!" Dylan Kelly on the second floor was completely crazy, her eyes were red and she kept whispering. Her daughter's first dance at her coming-of-age ceremony was rejected in person. What a shame. The humiliation! As usual! Dylan Skis only had two choices;

The first is to find a new dance partner and attend the banquet with humiliation. This kind of thing has happened before. After the banquet, Laurence will be sent to a recognized noble family to learn religious etiquette, because the nobles believe that , the reason why he was rejected was because he was unqualified in religious rituals, which was also tantamount to humiliating the Perrence family.

The second is to invite the other party to dance again, which is equivalent to announcing that the other party is his fiancé. Only marriage between the two families can resolve this storm and become a good story among the nobles. If the other party refuses, this means that the two families have become enemies. .

Blenskis' face was as white as snow, and her milky skin was mixed with an embarrassing blush. She was just a sixteen-year-old girl. She was completely unprepared for what happened in front of her. Her mind was blank, and her hands and feet stood stiffly. There, the nobles around looked at her with pity.

At the critical moment, the stubborn stubbornness factor in the blood of the Dillons family took effect on her. Due to excessive embarrassment, the white scallop-like teeth bit her lower lip, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, but She still didn't walk towards her new dance partner as others expected, but slowly squatted down again

"Dear Sir! May I have the honor to invite you to the first dance?" Dylanski's voice was not loud, but it was enough to make all the nobles in the room feel an earthquake. Even Lawrence on the second floor Kelly was completely petrified, as if she didn't recognize the beautiful girl with a stubborn face below at all!

Is that the always weak Dylan Skis? Is that my little daughter who cries the most?

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The protagonist of the party, the young heroine of the Dylans family, actually asked a stranger to dance twice at her coming-of-age ceremony. Could this fat man be the future husband of the heroine of Dylans? Crazy! What a crazy night tonight!

"I'm already fat, but I don't know these rules. He was about to refuse impatiently, but stopped when he raised his hand net. In front of him, Dylan Schiss's drooping face had two crystal tears hanging tightly. Blood stains were clearly visible at the corners of his mouth, and his neck was red with embarrassment, but his eyes showed perseverance.

The fat man stayed there, not knowing what to do at all. Everyone in the hall looked at him with complicated expressions.

Dylan Skisi's bravery and stubbornness seemed to win the hearts of most people. Fatty felt as if he had become a killer. Although killing people was not unusual for Fatty, the beautiful life of strangling a beautiful young girl seemed... Too cruel

If there was an enemy with a ferocious face in front of him, Fatty would not hesitate to break his neck. But what is in front of him now is just a sixteen-year-old girl who is so pure today and should be waiting for blessings and praises. Fatty feels that if he continues If he refuses, even he himself will not forgive himself

"Okay!" The fat man stood up, used what he considered to be the most perfect dance steps, and took Dylan Skisi's hand to slide to the dance floor. Thunderous applause sounded from all around! Including Sophie Mocha, including the beautiful Lady Susanna, the commonality of women makes them unconsciously prefer the stubborn Dylan Skis

On the dance floor, the fat man's dance steps were clumsy and bad. His posture of spinning with his arms around Bronx was like a fat rabbit holding a carrot in circles. It was completely different from the elegant posture that had just stolen the limelight. He was completely a talent. A probationary student who has just learned dance for a few days,

"Ah" Dylanskis exclaimed softly, and had to stop dancing because the fat man stepped on her toes again. Even she herself couldn't remember how many times this happened. Although it was not serious, it made the scene very embarrassing. ,

The dancing nobles were grouped in pairs, like rotating petals surrounding the two, and they often looked at each other and smiled at the scene. No matter how clumsy the fat man's dancing was, it was no longer important to them.

In their eyes, this is the future leader of the Lawrence family, and respect and flattery are what they need to do. As for the dance steps, the dance steps of King Guitar III were once praised by poets as "Foxtrot Genius." But once , a drunken Marquis spilled the beans, "That's a big, fainted bear."

Dylanskis lowered her head, her blushing head resting on the fat man's shoulders, her flying figure was beautiful, and her soft virgin waist was held in the fat man's fat palm.

The fat man was spinning towards her at high speed with a satisfied look on his face. Everything seemed so ambiguous and alluring, just like a pair of shy lovers clinging to each other in the exciting and cheerful music. I didn't realize it just now, but now most people think that this is the case. It's simply a match made in heaven.

But the person involved didn’t think so. The fat man already felt uncomfortable cramps in his stomach, and his calves began to spin in pain, but this was not the most terrifying thing.

The intense arcing movements that Sister Susan had covered for him just now almost made him faint. If it weren't for the support of Dylanski's arms, the fat man would have fallen to the ground.

"Very good, very powerful. If anyone knows that Governor Samour fainted because of the dance. Governor Samour will probably have another nickname added to his many nicknames, Dustan the Fainting Dancer!"

The sky is spinning, the earth is spinning, and people are still spinning. Except for the rotating things in Fatty's eyes, everything is blank. Every time Fatty is dizzy and can't figure out the direction, Dylan Skis is always there to hold him in time. His weak and delicate arms were like a fulcrum, becoming the only thing that did not move in the fat man's eyes.

In order to help the fat man cover up, Dylanski had no choice but to lean on the fat man's shoulder without reservation. In fact, Dylanski also discovered that the fat man didn't mean to reject her. This guy simply didn't know how to do it. ah! If he hadn't been pulling him, this guy would have been thrown several meters off the dance floor!

"Actually, this person is not bad!" Dylan Sochis thought that the fat man was just taking care of herself, so she agreed to dance, with an inexplicable sneer on her downcast face.

The tone of the dance music gradually dropped, like disappearing raindrops. This was the end of the dance music. To the embarrassed fat man, it was no different from the notes of heaven.

"Huh. It's finally over." The fat man wiped the sweat from his head. His whole body was sore from his bones to his muscles, as if he had just finished a arduous battle. He was about to return to his seat, but found that Dylan Skis was following closely. Behind him, the light figure bowed again, and the nobles around him showed no intention of ending. The man looked at himself and Laurence with a happy face and smiled.

"Here. The sweat on the fat man's head immediately broke out again. His heart beat uncontrollably. He felt an unbearable cramp in his calves. The spinning pain seemed to be climbing up his head again.

"Do you still want to dance? This is the angel sister! This will kill people."

"Sir! You haven't given a gift to your dance partner yet!" Madam Susanna came over at some point and reminded the fat man in a low voice, "As the protagonist of the coming-of-age ceremony, the partner of the first dance must agree to the protagonist's gift. A gift request! This is the basic etiquette of nobility!”

"Can you give me that ring just now as a gift?" Dylanski's voice was clear and a little shy, but it was like thunder in the fat man's ears.

"That fat man was hesitant in his words. The feeling of being caught and raped on the spot was not pleasant. The ring was given to him by Hu Lunfeilin, who was responsible for luring the enemy, as a trophy. It is said that it came from a Lawrence naval officer, who is now He was imprisoned in the prison of the Southern Legion,

As the owner of the family heraldry ring, Fatty easily recognized this ring as the ancient heritage ring of the Dylans family. Only such a heavy ring would have a dark ring. Because he set off in a hurry, Fatty He casually put it into his pocket along with the crystal scallop, but he didn't expect to accidentally throw it out when giving a gift.

It's really God's fate that people from the Dylans family came to find them so quickly, and in such a way that they couldn't refuse.

The fat man looked sharply at Bianlenskis who was bowing in front of him, trying to figure out whether it was the pure girl's own wisdom or the conspiracy of the promoters behind her. The dance just now made the fat man have a good impression of the kind girl. Could it be! Fatty suddenly had an idea and seemed to have grasped something.

"Okay! Since you want this, I can give it to you. The fat man nodded cautiously and took out the trouble-causing blue heraldic ring from his pocket. "But I have a request! I demand an interview with Dylan Kelly! You tell her, the owner of this ring is on my hand! The future of Lawrence is also in my hands."

At this time, Sartmon, the head of the Dillons family, had a strange look on his face, and hurried to the second floor of the hall with an almost crumpled name card in his hand. Just now, the roll call official had arrived in the hall to recognize people. Who said fat people are hated? , the roll call officer recognized the troublemaker with just one glance, and then remembered that there was another name sticker that had been twisted into a ball by one of his own and thrown into the trash can.

When Suttermon got this "late" name sticker and opened it, "the name of the Governor of the South, Falcon Marquis Dustan" made his face extremely ugly, and the eyes he looked at the roll call officer were like a murderous knife. knife

, "Why didn't you report it at that time? Why! Why!" Sartmon's face turned red with anger, and he asked three reasons in a rapid voice, frightening the castle servants and the roll call officer at a loss.

"Mother! I got the ring, and the other party asked to see you! He said that the owner of the ring is in his hand." Dylanskis bowed slightly to Dylanskily, with a confused flush on her face, as if she hadn't gotten over it yet. The fat man came back to his senses after what he said just now, and there was a green algae-colored simple heraldic ring in the palm of his open hand.

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"The owner of the ring!" Dylan Kelly's face changed slightly, she quickly took the ring and ran her fingers along the inside of the ring handle.

Several vague letters were engraved on the dark ring of the ring. Dylan Kelly's eyes were so stimulated that he narrowed his eyes to slits. His body trembled with excitement and he almost fainted.

The letters are so familiar. I used to touch them when I was a child. I know it is "Dylans" even without looking. Three words

On the other side of the corridor, "Master, Madam! Name. Name card! He. He is the old butler Sartremon, running out of breath, and the crumpled name card is like a whip lashing him

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