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Saturday night, 8 o'clock.

Klein took his own high-end carriage and arrived at the House of Lord Maht at 39 Burk Lund Street in two and a half minutes.

He looked at the fountain pool with the lights in his eyes. He buckled the button on the dovetail and walked down the carriage and slowly walked to the main entrance of the house.

Richardson is holding a bottle of beautifully decorated Southville red wine, immediately behind the employer.

At the gate, Klein saw Ms. Mori Maht and his wife, Ms. Liana, come over at a glance.

The former is wearing an olive-green army uniform, wearing an orange-red ribbon, and several medals on the chest. In the kingdom of Lun, active or retired military officers like to wear military uniforms during the dance.

The latter is a long skirt with a yellow non-collar collar, with a ruffled edge on it, and rare lace, which is different from the unmarried lady. However, it also shows the white neck and half shoulder.

Klein took the bottle of Nanwell red wine from the personal maid Richardson and handed it to Mr. Maht, and then proceeded to the ceremony:

"Sorry, it’s a few minutes late."

This is actually a common situation in the Lun banquet. The guests would rather be late for a certain period of time, and they should not arrive early, because the host may still be busy preparing for the final banquet. This time is not suitable for entertaining guests. Of course, it is too late to control. Within ten minutes.

If it wasn't for Vahana that specifically taught this aspect of knowledge, Klein would definitely politely come back a while.

"It doesn't matter, the dance hasn't officially started yet." Mahett glanced at the Nanwell red wine in his hand and handed it to his close-fitting servant, smiling and nodding his head.

In the high-end social scene of Lun, the first time to participate in the banquet held by the other party, you must send the owner a small gift, of which the most popular alcoholic drinks, but must remember that the first time you choose to make domestic.

After greeting the male owner, Klein looked at Mrs. Liana again and saw her slightly raise her right hand, so she stepped forward and held her palm, bent over and kissed:

"Your light illuminates the entire dance."

Before the banquet, the compliment to the host is a rare place in Lun’s social occasions that does not need to be subtle. Unlike Intis, Lun’s kiss must be made by the woman before the man can proceed. Otherwise it is a serious rude.

"The same is true of your arrival." Mrs. Liana replied with a smile.

Then, the couple led Dawn. Dontes crossed the porch and entered the hall, and the melodious melody had already echoed here.

A few steps forward, Morrie Macht pointed to a girl wearing a sky-blue dress:

"My daughter, Hailuer."

Klein looked at the girl and the light suddenly shrank!

He knows this girl!

To be precise, he has seen each other's image!

When he asked Arrods where he could get magical items that could steal other people's extraordinary abilities, there was a scene in the scene of "Magic Mirror" that was a proud girl who was squatting in the sewer, and this is Hailuer Maht. A lady with long dark hair and dark brown eyes!

Does she have a magical item that corresponds to "the thief"? How can she fall into the sewer under her family conditions? Is that an adventure that belongs to her? What is she looking for in the sewer or waiting for? Has she become an extraordinary person? How to become an extraordinary person? Is there a grandfather in her body? Will the old grandfather be able to detect the smell of fog like Amon, the **** of the gods? Klein, who is dressed in Dawn. Don Tae's "skin", immediately thinks of a lot of problems, but the surface is quietly and ceremonially:

"Good evening, Miss Hayer."

In the process, he quietly scanned the face of Hairouer Maht and found that the girl's expression was dull, her eyes were proud, and she smiled with a courtesy smile:

"Good evening, Mr. Dontes."

She didn't have an abnormal reaction, which means that at least she couldn't detect the fog. As for whether she had a grandfather or not, she was still uncertain. She had to continue to observe... Klein leaned up and stood next to the waiter. I took a glass of pale gold champagne in the tray and talked to Mr. Murray Maht:

"I didn't expect you to be a major."

This is seen from the shoulders of Mr. Maht.

If the other party is a colonel, Klein will doubt that this gentleman is also an extraordinary person, but the major is hard to say.

"Haha, this is nothing. There is too much opportunity to build merit in East Byron." Mori Maht replied modestly. "Of course, the climate there is also very uncomfortable. I have been advising the upper ranks of the army. Design a special military uniform for East and West, and remove the traditional dark color, otherwise the officers will feel like beef on the grill."

As for the soldiers, they are mostly red and white.

"Yes, the climate there is completely different from that in the country. Even the Desi Bay is not so hot." Klein seems to have no way to show that he has been to the Southland, has gone to one of the things, and a few days. The hunting experience is mutually reinforcing.

After a few minutes of chilling, Mr. Maht apologized, took his wife, Liana, to the stairway and went up to the second floor. At the fence of the gate, she lifted the cup with red wine:

“Thank you for participating in this dance. First of all, let us praise the gods. This is the source of all goodness.”

He and Mrs. Liana immediately clicked on the chest, whispering praise to the goddess, and the guests also praised the gods of their faith in a corresponding way.

Mr. Maht still held the cup, did not let go, and continued with a smile:

"Secondly, praise the kingdom, this is the cornerstone of stability."

"Like the kingdom." Klein raised the glass of champagne and said to the guests around him.

Then, Mr. Mahte took a look around and asked:

“Finally, what should we praise?”

Klein thought, and laughed loudly:

"Like Beckland's air is getting better."

Mr. Maht sneaked a bit and couldn’t contain a smile and responded with a smile:

"Good, this proposal is very good.

"Let us praise the sound of Beckland's air, this is a symbol of our better life, cheers!"

Governing air pollution is the political philosophy of his lower house. He has always promoted the formulation of the corresponding bills on various occasions and played a significant role in environmental improvement. Therefore, praise for the improvement of Beckland’s air is equivalent to Praise him, and more subtle and brighter.

The guests responded enthusiastically to him and drank the alcoholic drink in his hand.

Then, Mr. Maht took Mrs. Liana's hand and went down to the lobby on the first floor. She danced in the soft melody.

The men present at the scene began to look for the dancers they wanted to be the first to invite. Klein re-taken a glass of champagne and took a leisurely look at the guests.

Hey, Mrs. Mary is coming too... He swept over and found an acquaintance: Coimer’s major shareholder, tens of thousands of pounds, Mrs. Mary who had commissioned Sherlock Moriatti to rape.

She is a member of the Air Pollution Investigation Committee, and it is normal to go to the next member who supports this matter... Klein did not try to invite the other party to dance because he is now Dawn Don Tas, who does not know the neighborhood. Outside the lady.

He regained his gaze and looked at other places. He saw Hailuer. Maht carrying a glass of white wine, standing on the edge of the edge, with a slightly alienated smile, watching the men lock their objects and prepare to dance.

The lady looks very good, very atmospheric and feminine. It should have been a star at the ball. Everyone is vying to invite the object of dancing, but her kindness is high and her attitude is high, so that a man who looks at her. They have shifted their targets.

This kind of look, I have seen some extraordinary people, they think that it is not a common custom, in the face of ordinary people, there will be a strong sense of superiority ... Oh, this shows that Miss Hailuer is a great probability... ...and yes, if not the extraordinary, how dare she squat in the sewer... Is she a "stealer"? However, how does this arrogant look like "the thief" and "fraudster"? It's hard to imagine... Klein sees the opening dance of the couple's husband and wife coming to an end, and he begins to seriously consider which lady to invite.

Daun Dontes is in his forties, and the first dance invites a girl, not very appropriate, unless it is a definite younger generation, and the first dance of the husband should give it to her husband... well, should be familiar The person or the owner of the ball... Klein's eyes swept the dance floor and found only one woman who was familiar to Dawn. Dontes, that is the ceremonial teacher Vahana.

Invite her? No, before the secret help, she should already know that when she invites her to dance the first dance, it is easy for her to misunderstand, which may affect the relationship between her husband and wife, and give the identity of Daun Dontes. There are many unnecessary troubles... I am not a great emperor, I like a wife, no, he has a hobby. In short, the suspicion has to avoid suspicion... Klein’s sight shifts, the music has changed, and it has become soft. brisk.

This is a popular music in the middle of the village of Lun, loved by the nobility, often used to match the first dance.

As the melody changed, men went to the chosen lady or lady, and Klein noticed that no one was approaching Hailuer Maht.

She is one of the masters of the ball...and can take a closer look...hehe, if she is the extraordinary person of the "stealer" approach, it means that the fog has a certain "cohesion" for the similar way of "the divination". Ah... Kline, with a gentle smile, went unhurriedly to the proud girl.

"Miss Hailuer, can I ask you to dance a dance?" Dawn, who was whitish in the corner. Don Tess moved to the standard.

Hailuer glanced at him and silenced for a few seconds:

"It's my honor."

She then extended her hand.

Klein politely grabbed her and entered the dance floor, dancing with the melody of a brisk and lively dance.

Looking at the other side of the soft but not expressionful face, Klein smiled with a temptation:

"I just noticed that many young gentlemen want to invite you to dance, but they have not been able to courage."

Hailuer slightly lifted his head and shone his way:

"Mr. Tang Taisi, this is not a polite topic."

... Klein was stunned and didn't know how to continue.