"Yes!"
Julia was delighted to see the work that had been created. He seemed to think that she was a real woman, and he made bold gestures that he never did even in bed.
"It's done really well. Now, let's go!"
Julia smiled innocently and stroked Endymion's chest. It was a lovely face that she didn't know she was tempting.
Finally, Endymion groaned softly, hugged Julia, and dropped his head on her shoulder.
"What, what? No skinship...!"
"How much more do you have to shake me before you're satisfied?"
"..."
Julia realized her mistake at the deep, hushed voice. She swallowed her words, dizzy with tension.
Eventually, the two were able to leave the dressing room after some more time had passed.
***
"Stop."
Long spears crossed in front of them. The guards shouted ominously.
"I'm sorry."
The face and voice that appeared at first glance were so lovely that the guards cleared their throats and spoke again.
"Distinguished guests attending the ball should go over there."
"It's too bright and noisy over there. Can't we come in this way?"
A gentle voice asked softly. The guards blushed and looked at each other. But soon, they remembered their duties and made their demands.
"Please show us your invitation, and we will gladly serve you."
The voice was much more gentle than before. However, the woman with her light blonde hair elegantly tied up lowered her long eyelashes.
Her expression was somewhat disappointed, and the guards felt a sense of apology.
"You may show me a sign indicating your family lineage."
The guard with the moustache spoke soothingly, but the beautiful woman with her face covered by a fan still hesitated.
"Oh, or if you could just tell me your first and last name... "
The other guard gulped and said as his pretty purple eyes darkened.
It was indeed a great favor. In principle, one had to show proof of identity and an invitation to enter the Duke's castle.
Finally, the woman opened her mouth.
"Actually. I have an appointment with the Young Master tonight. So... It's a bit difficult to tell you my identity..."
"Huh!"
"OMG!"
In one breath, the guards hastily removed the spears. Unlike before, they looked very disciplined.
"Sorry, sorry. Please go in, lady!"
The embarrassed guards apologized repeatedly and quickly opened the door. Then, the woman smiled and nodded.
The guards secretly sighed in relief, thinking that this lady wasn't as picky as the last time.
"Thank you."
A beautiful woman with a voice as delicate as her aura approached them with a smile on her face. The guards laughed and whispered to each other.
"Huh, I think you're the prettiest woman I've ever seen."
"That's right. And she has the kindest personality! Hehe, later on, when she breaks up with the Young Master, I'll ask her to meet me... Ugh!"
Wow.
A guard screamed with a loud crash. The mustachioed guard who had been watching Julia from the sidelines was startled and came to his senses.
"What are you doing!"
A black-haired woman she didn't even know existed was glaring at him with an expression that looked like she was going to kill someone. It seemed like she was behind the red-haired woman.
"That dirty mouth..."
"I'm sorry! My friend, the Young Master, called me to meet you. But I'm not in a good mood today, so I lost my temper for a moment."
The pensioner quickly apologized on his behalf. The mustachioed guard hesitated at the sight of her murderous gaze and then stammered.
"Oh, no! But still, what if you step on someone's foot because you're in a bad mood...?"
"Please understand. We're late, so let's go now!"
The woman with the silver hair dragged the black-haired woman through the hastily opened door. The mustachioed man opened his mouth wide and was speechless.
"Oh my, it's already time. Well then, I'm off!"
A servant who he didn't even know was in the darkness suddenly jumped out. Before he could stop him, he bowed and ran in.
"Miss, no, my lady! I will serve you, come with me!"
"... What, what, really?"
The first woman was pretty and kind, just the kind of person the first the Young Master liked. But the second woman had an eccentric personality and was also a bit large.
Moreover, she even brought a servant who seemed to be lacking in something. It was quite an odd combination for a government that the Young Master had been bringing in to wear down the city gates.
"Oh my god. I'm dying!"
The guard, holding his foot, let out a loud noise. The mustachioed guard, who had been standing there dumbfounded, shook his head.
"Tsk tsk, you were so obnoxious about that pretty girl. Looks like you've had too much fun, and your tastes have gotten weird."
The mustachioed guard clicked his tongue and closed the door.
***
"That guy earlier, I think he had a bruise?"
Boris said, holding back a laugh. Julia, who had been looking around the hallway, blinked a look of embarrassment
"Oh, what should I do? What if they chase after me?"
"I broke his ankle then..."
Endymion, who had been muttering darkly, immediately corrected his words upon feeling Julia's gaze.
"...It won't work."
His blue eyes narrowed gently, and he gave a dismissive look. Julia was about to give him a warning, but she was secretly delighted and pretended not to notice.
The three entered a quiet, empty hallway.
"There's not much time left. I need to find the magic stone quickly, but how do I find out where it is..."
From somewhere, a faint, heavy yet light waltz sound could be heard...
Since they had intentionally entered the castle after the ball had started, there was only about an hour left until the highlight, when Duke Moffat would reveal the magic stone.
"How about we split up and look around? I'll go to the lounge where the servants are waiting. I might hear some rumors!"
Boris, full of enthusiasm, made a good suggestion. It was nerve-wracking to send him alone, who was still unfamiliar with the world, but since time was of the essence, the three of them decided to meet back here in about 30 minutes.
Boris distributed emergency scrolIs that protected against light physical attacks to each of them, then disappeared into the break room.
"If you go this way, there's a ballroom. If you want to attract attention, the magic stones and statues will definitely be stored somewhere else and brought in, so it would be better to look around the area."
Endymion said sharply. Julia nodded and suggested.
"Let's split up, too. If we talk to the guests here, we might be able to find some hints."
"No, let's go together."
Endymion said bluntly. Most of the people were already gathered in the ballroom, so there was no need to separate.
"It's better to go together so that we don't get into trouble later. After all, we just have to choose our own goals and face each other."
Endymion, who was the most sensitive person in the world when it came to Julia, hid his persistence and explained calmly.
She was the one who caught everyone's attention in Semele. She was so pretty and lovely today, but he couldn't let her go alone in a den full of lecherous men. Endymion barely held himself back from shattering the bones of the man who had been talking dirty in front of the gate earlier.
"Oh, then let's do that."
Julia, who had no idea that was the intention, nodded. The two approached the ballroom, carefully covering their faces with their fans.
"Welcome. What is your name?"
The servant in his luxurious uniform asked kindly. Julia whispered again.
"I have an appointment with Prince Moffat."
"Oh! Excuse me."
The servant nodded immediately, as if he had brought so many government officials. Instead of the magnificent, large main gate, he took them to a corner hallway and opened a side door for them.
"This is the door that connects to the Grand Ballroom. Ladies who have private meetings with the Prince prefer this door."
He said it in a roundabout way, in case they were offended, but it meant that governments use small doors to keep quiet.
It would have been much better to sneak in while avoiding eye contact, so Julia smiled and nodded.
"Thank you."
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