Chapter 226 It is more important than anything else for you three to live a good life

In the evening, the setting sun embraces the hills and the flowers are brilliant golden.

A bright bonfire was lit on the festival grounds.

People were immersed in the Midsummer Night's celebration. The gentle evening breeze blew through the swaying woods, across the festive green grass, and drifted towards the brightly lit Sword Winterhold.

A court ball is about to be held in the castle. All the courtiers under Yeats have received invitations, and more than a dozen extraordinary people in the territory will come to participate.

The setting sun dyed the hills and the river a fiery red. Yeats and Grey strolled along the river and walked back to Jiandong Fort.

The overture to A Midsummer Night's Dream, dedicated to the god of love, enabled Yeats to receive the blessing from the god of love, and his previous plans were successfully accomplished.

But Ye Zhi still couldn't be happy. After all, the trickster's ritual was still unfinished. He hadn't figured out how to confess to Gray and Hilde at the same time and get through the "Asura Field" safely.

In fact, Yeats knew them both very well and would never do anything to harm themselves.

However, Yeats couldn't bear to see any of them showing disappointment and sadness...

Even though Gray and Hildreth usually get along well with each other, when they are faced with their confessions at the same time, there will inevitably be resentment in their hearts.

This grudge may exist between them, and may also cause their favorable impression of Yeats to drop sharply.

Yeats scratched his head.

I have to say, this promotion ceremony is too silly! I have to think of a way to not lose favor and still enjoy the benefits of having two people! "Why do you look absent-minded?" Gray said softly.

After changing into a white dress, Gray's voice became softer.

Simply put, it is a clip sound. In other words, a girl's voice always sounds reserved in front of her lover.

Yeats was not blind and could understand Gray's feelings for him.

And what about him? "I'm thinking about something."

Yeats answered perfunctorily, his eyes flickering and he fell into deep thought.

Whenever she encounters a crisis, Grey can always find a way out with her amazing luck and wisdom.

Although Grey often made Yeats laugh and cry many times, Yeats had gradually gotten used to the days of living with Grey.

They bickered frequently during meals and clung to each other during an avalanche.

In the Walpurgis Night dream, Gray becomes Yeats's reason for passing the trial.

Suppose Gray left him... Yeats couldn't imagine what that would be like.

Isn't it that love is born out of companionship?

Because of the time spent with Grey, Grey became different.

Yeats understood that he was also unique to Gray.

If two people need each other, then they are different and unique to each other.

"oh."

Gray stopped talking and kicked the stones on the roadside in her pretty little skirt.

Blueberry warned her that the magic of the god of love would wear off before twelve o'clock, and by then Gray would no longer be as radiant as she is now.

"So, if you want to confess your love to Yeats, you'd better do it before twelve o'clock!" Blueberry said, "If you miss the good opportunity on Midsummer Night, you don't know when you will have to wait for the next time!"

Gray recalled the tense look of the goblin in her mind, raised her eyes, looked at Ye Zhi's profile, and thought to herself: "As long as I stay by Ye Zhi's side, there will always be time..."

However, looking at the shadows cast by the dusk on the distant mountains, a feeling of melancholy quietly entangled Gray's heart like a creeper.

She suddenly remembered that her contract with Yeats was about to expire.

Initially, the security contract was signed for a full year, and it is almost the end of the year now.

If Yeats no longer allowed her to stay in Morningfrost Ridge, then how could she cope with it? Grey was a little frustrated. She found that she had no idea what Yeats was thinking.

If people communicated with each other with their hearts instead of words, wouldn't there be fewer misunderstandings? Gray thought wildly.

Does Ye Zhi like me? Or am I just a substitute for other guards?

Gray's heart sank.

When people care about something, they always can't help but think too much and subconsciously seek help from others.

Gray thought of Blueberry's words again.

The magic will wear off before twelve o'clock.

"Seize the opportunity, Gray!" the imaginary Blueberry shouted, "You don't have much time left!"

In Jiandong Castle.

The glass crystal chandelier in the hall is like a work of art, the amber liquid shines brightly in the wine glass, the courtiers attend in their best attire, and the orchestral music plays melodiously.

"Honey, you look so beautiful today." The young couple, Serin and Irene, hid in a corner of the hall and bit each other's ears.

"How beautiful?" Irene asked coquettishly.

"More than yesterday, less than tomorrow," Serin said softly.

"I can't stand it!" The halfling Finn Axlewheel at the table, his face flushed and his stomach full of lemons, shouted, "Can't you see I'm here!?"

Serin was stunned for a moment, then apologized, "I was watching Irene and had no time to think about other things."

"Fin, you're here!" Irene said with a smile, "Can you machinists make something called a 'camera'? Finn, come and take a picture of me and Serin~"

Finn closed his eyes, tears welling up in the corners.

All sharks.

Yes, two!

"My Lord." Li Xi, wearing a sexy purple dress, walked up to Ye Zhi and put his hand on his chest and said, "I am honored to receive your invitation to attend the Midsummer Festival dinner and dance."

Ye Zhi smiled and said, "I remember that I mentioned in my letter that you could bring your girlfriend with you."

Richie's eyes showed gratitude, and he nodded and said, "Yes, Isolde and I are very grateful that you are willing to let her attend this ball!"

Yeats looked around and saw Isolde, Richie's skeleton girlfriend, wearing a court dress, a veil and a hat, chatting with Lisa, the vampire.

"You seem to be... in a similar situation as me?" Isolde said.

"That makes sense. They are all undead creatures. Haha, can you drink?" Lisa said.

"No, it will flow out from the gaps between the bones."

"sorry."

"It doesn't matter. Is that blood or wine in your glass?"

"It's duck blood, which the Lord prepared specially for me."

"My Lord is so kind and gentle."

"Who says it's not?"

Ye Zhi: “…”

There will probably be more and more non-human creatures in the territory in the future.

"My Lord, after Midsummer Day, we should start to attack Xuelin." Richie advised, "Duke Thomas's power is growing day by day, so we should not indulge in pleasure."

"Tonight, for me, is not a leisurely night." Yeats looked as if he had a stomachache, "but a battlefield of pain."

Rishi looked confused.

At this time, a noise was heard.

The lioness Helga still has the ruffian spirit she had when she was a mercenary, and can drink as much as she wants. She has even drunk the dwarf craftsman Barend Hightower down with whiskey, and is now toasting Beowulf with a swagger.

"What did you say? You look like an iron tower, but you can't drink?!" Helga expressed disbelief.

Beowulf waved his hands and said with a wry smile: "I never drink alcohol."

"So what was in your cup just now?"

"milk."

"…Are you serious?"

"Otherwise I wouldn't be this tall." Beowulf, who was over two meters tall, stood up and said with a silly smile, "My cat is the same. He drank milk when he was young and that's why he grew so big."

"Mr. Beowulf, your cat." Little Red Riding Hood Riding Hood picked up a mountain cat with both hands and handed it to Beowulf with difficulty.

"Oh, thank you, it looks quite friendly to you!" Beowulf grinned.

Little Red Riding Hood smiled shyly. Behind her stood a little purple-haired girl who was even shorter than her, nervously tugging at her clothes.

Ye Zhi retracted his gaze and smiled:

"It seems that I will be the only one in charge of commanding this Snow Forest Campaign."

"You don't have to do everything yourself." Li Xi said respectfully, "It's appropriate to leave some things to your subordinates."

Ye Zhi nodded with satisfaction and said, "I can still tell who is loyal and who is treacherous!"

Ta, ta.

Familiar footsteps sounded, and Ye Zhi looked up at the spiral staircase leading to the second-floor hall. A graceful figure was leaning on the handrail, with her red hair tied up by her ear.

Hildesh actually changed into formal attire today. She wore a black dress that was well-cut and decorated with beautiful gold edges, making her look like a princess.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

Everyone's eyes were unconsciously attracted, and they were either amazed or surprised.

Hildrede usually appeared in armor or men's clothing, but this was the first time she had dressed up like this! She walked towards Yeats.

At the same moment, Gray, who was beside Yeats, took half a step forward as if nothing had happened and stood beside Yeats.

"Well, I'll take my leave first." Li Xi bowed.

Ye Zhi raised his eyebrows. Good boy, you ran away because you felt the atmosphere was not right, right?

Gray and Hildreth's eyes met and fell on each other's dresses, but they didn't look away at all, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

Ye Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "It's rare to see you dressed like this, Hildrede."

As soon as Ye Zhi said this, he regretted it. It was obvious that Shiloh wanted to get his praise.

Yeats could even guess that she was dressed up because he had promised to teach her to dance.

Women dress up to please themselves.

Both Gray and Hildreth had made full preparations for Midsummer Eve.

The disappointment in Hildre's eyes flashed away, and he said lightly:

"I asked Sora to help me design this outfit. She often attended dances when she was in the southern continent."

"So Sora's family background is pretty good?"

"That's all in the past." Hildreth seemed to be thinking about the past, feeling a little depressed. He immediately raised his eyelids and said hesitantly: "You... still remember..."

Hildes wanted to talk about Yeats's promise to teach her how to dance.

At this moment, Hildreth saw the lost expression on Gray's face and stopped talking.

She is not the type to like to compete.

Jealousy would never exist in Xilude's dictionary.

Therefore, she would rather suppress her feelings than embarrass Yeats and Gray.

What's more, she was a little worried that getting too close to her would hurt Yeats and Gray.

These two were friends whom Hildurde valued.

Hildre's eyes flickered, and he lowered his eyelids, a lonely look flashing across his eyes.

This is the first time I have someone I like, the first time I have a close friend, but why...

At this time, Ye Zhi took Shiloh's hand.

Xilude was slightly startled. She could have resisted, but when Ye Zhi touched her, she seemed to have lost all her strength.

Then Yeats held Gray's hand tightly again.

Gray's whole body froze. She looked at Ye Zhi, then at Xilude. Her brain was overloaded. Her face was red and hot, and her CPU was about to burn out.

"Good, good, Yeats!"

In the pet plane, Diamond yelled:

"Let's just break through head-on!"

Gray's hands were soft and her palms were a little sweaty; Hildreth's fingers were slender and strong, but they were trembling slightly.

Ye Zhi's heart was beating so fast that the music in his ears seemed to slow down. He tried to maintain a calm tone and said, "Come on, come with me to the back garden. I will teach you two how to dance one by one!"

The night is cool as water.

In the back garden, roses bloom quietly and moonlight shines on the pavilion.

In the pavilion, the three people sat quietly, each with their own thoughts. No one spoke first, for fear of breaking the peace.

"I just remembered that I have something else to do. You three can chat!"

A little squirrel suddenly jumped out of Yeats's pocket, wagging its fluffy tail, and quickly disappeared into the moonlight.

Ye Zhi coughed twice and explained, "I promised you that I would teach you two to dance in a quiet place without interference from others. You don't have to be shy even if you make mistakes... Don't you agree?"

Gray: “Hmm…”

Hildre looked at Gray and then said softly, "I... don't like dancing."

"It's too late." Ye Zhi said, "It's too late to regret it. Hilde, stand up first and put your hand on my shoulder."

Hildreth bit her lip.

She had been looking forward to the dance tonight, but now she felt like running away.

She was ready to retreat and return to the cold north.

Once a wild beast is injured, it will never fight to the end, but will lick its wounds.

At this time, Gray looked at Hildreth and said, as if she had mustered up her courage, "Then, I'll be the second one! Let's do as we agreed before!"

Hild was slightly stunned, and then met Gray's eyes. She blushed and chuckled twice.

For some reason, Hildreth was somewhat moved... It was impossible for her to reject Ye Zhi.

If, if there really is a way to have the best of both worlds, Hildreth would be happy to see it.

Yeats complained: "It's just a dance, why are you guys lining up to go to the execution ground? Keep playing the music, keep dancing!"

As Yeats finished his words, a tranquilizing song floated melodiously in the garden shrouded in the night. The music played was the dance music from "A Midsummer Night's Dream".

Hildesh gently placed her hand on Ye Zhi's shoulder and raised her eyes, her gaze sparkling.

"Focus." Ye Zhi led Xilude, interlocked their fingers, and locked eyes with her. "Just keep up with the music and the rhythm. It doesn't matter if you make a mistake in the dance steps. Just keep dancing."

Although Hildegard had never learned to dance, she followed Yeats's steps as if she had adapted to the rhythm of the music.

Her tense thoughts gradually slowed down, and suddenly, she let go of Yeats's hand.

The rhythm changed, and the figure in Ye Zhi's arms was replaced by Gray in a white dress. She stammered nervously, "How, how do you dance?"

"First of all, don't step on my feet!" Yeats hissed.

"I'm afraid of falling. Wait a minute, slow down, Yeats!" Gray exclaimed.

Under the moonlight, a little squirrel sat on the treetop, looking at the three people dancing in the pavilion, and said happily:

"It is more important than anything else that you three live a good life!"

The next moment, Zuan Ya let out a light exclamation and saw that in the invisible realm of creation, the divinity of the god of love became particularly active.

These divinities enveloped the three people in the back garden. They were actually part of the realm of the god of love, descending on this holy day!

Zuanya opened his eyes wide, stared at him for a long time, and said through gritted teeth:

"Damn it, what on earth is going on in there? I can't see anything!"

(End of this chapter)