Ophelia Coast Estate, Castletown.
This manor is located on a solitary cliff of more than thirty meters on the west side of Castletown Port.
The castle-like building in the manor wraps the entire cliff. The stone walls rise from the edge of the cliff and are hidden in the jungle behind the cliff.
This Baroque-style building has almost all the exterior walls covered with mural reliefs, and the main body of the building is repaired from white granite.
Because this manor is located next to Castletown Harbor, the fish market and ships passing by make it quite noisy during the day.
Therefore, she is not liked by the members of Ophelia's family.
Only in the summer every year, people would occasionally stay in this manor for a few days. The gate was usually closed, and occasionally there would be gardeners building lawns and green plants in the manor.
In the summer in Castletown, the monsoon blowing from Xiansai passes through the frozen sea and enters the Endless Sea, reaching the entire elf continent.
Affected by the monsoon of the frozen sea, Castletown Port will usher in a long rainy season. At this time, the Sea Territory around Castletown appears to be surging forward with great momentum.
During this season, Shore Manor becomes the perfect place to host a summer night dance party.
At this moment, a dance was being held in the manor.
This dance with the theme of 'Summer of Youth' invited almost all the young aristocratic elfs in Castletown City.
The lights inside the manor were bright, and bursts of melodious music came from the edge of the dance floor.
The sound of the piano is melodious and can even be faintly heard at the port dock...
Miss Belle Claire wore a light blue low-cut evening dress cut from magic pattern cloth. She wore similar long silk gloves of the same color on her arms. She wore blue crystal shoes on her feet and held a glass in her hand. A little cider and honey water, standing by the fountain in the front garden of the manor.
Bypassing the fountain, there is a spacious open-air dance floor, where you can just hear the melodious and melodious music of the piano, and is isolated from the noise, making it an excellent place for chatting.
There are many tables and chairs set up by the pool. Young elves always like to gather together in small groups to chat.
The cool breeze of the summer night, the sound of waves coming from the distance...
At this time, Miss Belle Claire said with a smile to the delicate and pretty Silvermoon Elf in front of her:
"Wagner, I heard that you had a big fight with Steve at elf Academy?"
"Sister, do you know?"
Claire raised her delicate eyebrows and asked in surprise.
Miss Belle Claire squinted her eyes and reached out to touch his head, but he turned away.
"I'm just an exchange student, leaving the Elf Academy for a while. I'm not deaf or stupid. Some news can still reach me very quickly!"
Wagner Claire said rather unceremoniously:
"I'm going to beat Steve down with my own hands this time. I have to let him know how powerful I am!"
Miss Belle Claire stretched out her hands to hold Wagner Claire's head, pressed her forehead against his forehead, and said with great relief:
"Being able to say such courageous words proves that my little Wagner has grown up!"
Wagner Claire was a little resistant. There were other elves around, and he didn't want to be seen talking intimately with his elder sister.
Miss Belle Claire elegantly held her long skirt with one hand, and while responding to the call of her best friend in the distance, she warned Wagner Claire repeatedly:
"This Steve was punished fiercely by me last year. I'm afraid he has been thinking of revenge for a long time. You have to be well prepared. You can't take it lightly..."
Claire said a little impatiently:
"I know! Sister."
Holding the hem of her skirt and walking quickly through the fountain, Miss Belle Claire came to the side of some of her best friends. These Silvermoon Elf ladies were already a little impatient to wait.
"Belle, why don't you introduce your younger brother to us?"
"He's not yet an adult!" Miss Belle Claire said with a smile: "Let's go dancing."
A group of Silvermoon Elf noble ladies walked around the fountain and came to the outdoor dance floor.
There are already elves dancing on the dance floor, and the rhythm of the music is also very cheerful. The tinkling sound of the piano seems to arouse the desire of all the elves to dance, making them twist their bodies involuntarily in the music.
The best friend held Miss Belle Claire's arm and stared at a handsome elf nobleman on the edge of the dance floor opposite with her blue eyes.
Miss Belle Claire whispered into her best friend's ear:
"That is Wolf Gokos, the leader of the Castletown exchange group. Would you like to go over and get to know him?"
The best friend glanced at Miss Belle Claire, said nothing, and turned her eyes to the side.
Probably the most outstanding young elves in Castletown are gathered here.
My best friend immediately focused on an elf wearing a white dress. He stood among several young elves. Not only did he behave elegantly, his conversation was humorous, but he also had a pair of clean and slender hands.
In elf country, many artists care deeply about their hands.
"That is Yoram Hayol, a very famous musician and pianist in Castletown." Miss Belle Claire continued to introduce.
"He is Yoram! He is so handsome. If he can write a song for me, or play a piece of music alone, I would be very interested in chatting with him..."
My best friend wrinkled her beautiful straight nose and said proudly.
"He is very arrogant. I am not that familiar with him. You can talk to Wolfe."
Miss Belle Claire said casually.
"Forget it. It's not like we don't know who he likes. Do you think we can win over Princess Ophelia? ...Who is that?"
My best friend continued to observe the group of young elves opposite, pointed at the elf Swordsman with a Seruki long sword on his waist, and asked with his eyes slightly bright.
"I don't know him. He shouldn't be a nobleman from Castletown. At least I've never seen him before..."
"This guy looks okay... maybe we can give it a try!"
Miss Belle Claire looked at the handsome elf Swordsman's slightly raised chin and whispered: "I think it's better to forget it, he doesn't seem to like communicating with others..."
"How will you know if you don't try it!"
The best friend held the skirt in one hand and held Miss Belle Claire's arm in the other, moving towards the elf Swordsman with confidence.
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"Hello, I am Miriam Thales, from Buenos."
Miss Belle Claire's best friend came to elf Swordsman and stretched out her small hand with black gloves.
The elf Swordsman immediately held it up with both hands, but did not kiss the hand and just said calmly:
"Hello, Wilson Griffiths, from the Wax area."
Then he put down Miss Mirien's hand and nodded slightly to her, but did not want to say another word.
"..."
Miss Mirien bowed politely, then pulled Belle Claire forward...
After bumping into the wall firmly, Miss Mirien looked a little unhappy.
After leaving, he was still muttering in a low voice: "Who can show you such a arrogant look... What a disgusting guy."
"I told you earlier, he is not suitable for you!"
Belle Claire said.
At this time, the door to the manor was completely opened, and even the music at the dance stopped instantly, and the originally cheerful music was replaced by melodious carols.
A gorgeous silver carriage came from the manor, followed by a guard of fifty elf warriors, each riding a white-coated war horse.
Although these war horses have no wings and are not the most famous silver pegasus of the Elf tribe, they all have a small bunch of white feathers next to their hooves.
This is a mutant war horse produced by mating a silver pegasus with an ordinary war horse. Although it cannot fly through the air, it is famous for its light body.
The silver carriage stopped at the fountain in the courtyard in front of the manor. A red carpet was spread under the steps and extended to the outdoor dance floor.
The carriage door was opened by the carriage driver from the outside, and a beautiful Silvermoon Elf wearing a pure white dress walked out of the carriage, it was Princess Ophelia.
There was almost no expression on her face, and she looked cold.
But the moment she lowered her head after stepping down from the carriage... When she raised her head again, there was a smile like a spring breeze on her face.
Ophelia was still somewhat reluctant to attend the ball.
In the afternoon, she was still in the study room thinking about how to change the teaching plan for the next class, but was asked by her mother to go to the summer night dance at the seaside manor, which suddenly disrupted Princess Ophelia's schedule...
She couldn't go against her mother's will, so she could only take a shower, change clothes and go out reluctantly.
Sitting in the carriage, I was still a little depressed. Not only did I bring out a maid when I went out this time, my mother even arranged a guard of fifty elf warriors.
Princess Ophelia couldn't be happy at the thought of staying in the manor for half a night.
The elves dancing on the open-air dance floor spontaneously walked to both sides of the steps next to the fountain. Princess Ophelia walked up the steps and looked up to see a group of young elves coming forward.
Among this group of young elves, there were not only Wolfe, but also elf nobles such as Yoram and Garcia. The expression on Princess Ophelia's face was stiff.
Those thoughts of mother... Hey!
She couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
He turned his head and glanced at the brightly lit port pier outside the manor, then immediately cheered up and faced the group of elfs striding over with their heads held high.
Even Princess Ophelia herself felt that the smile on her face must be unnatural.
…
In the bilge of the ship at sea in the port pier.
When the hatch was halfway open, one after another ripples appeared in the sea water in the bottom cabin.
The Naga Killer's body almost sank into the water, and he swam into the bottom chamber with his fish tail.
When he raised his head from the sea, he began to look at the cabin carefully, and then he immediately saw Roy and Jasper hanging on the vertical beam of the cabin's keel...
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(End of chapter)