Chapter 643 Can I give you a blessing?
Ms. Wilma Gladys, who was pregnant, reluctantly put down the porcelain bowl in her hand. There was only one ice cream ball left out of the three in it. Her eyes lingered on it for a moment before she suddenly looked away.
"One for me, and one for the little guy in my belly... No, both are his!"
Velma excused her passion for ice cream and walked away slowly, trying not to be tempted to take another bite.
Before this pregnancy, I didn’t like this kind of cold food, maybe it was related to the change in eating habits during pregnancy, but I didn’t like it during my previous pregnancy... She muttered to herself and prepared to go around to the other side of the dance floor to find her husband Alan, who was chatting with several guests in the buffet area, laughing from time to time.
"Velma, my wife," Dr. Allen hurried forward upon seeing her approach, staying by his beloved's side to avoid any accidents. He introduced them to each other, "Mr. Macht, he has made important contributions to Backlund's blue skies. Stuart, you have made great contributions to the kingdom. Professor Momont, you should have seen his name in various journals."
As for Angel and Klein, whom he had met before, Allen did not make any further introductions.
Several people also expressed their blessings to Allen's unborn child, and then continued the previous topic. Wilma stood by and listened with a smile, chatting from time to time.
After she became pregnant, she hadn't attended such a party for a long time and felt increasingly depressed at home. This time, she attended the dance party on a whim in order to join in the conversation with other guests and learn the latest information so as to avoid being out of touch with society as she had been staying at home for a long time due to her pregnancy.
"Ms. Theresa, I heard that you're leaving Backlund and returning to Intis soon?"
Professor Portland Mormont, a tall and loud-voiced man, held a glass of white wine and looked at Angel. The curiosity in his eyes well concealed his admiration for the opposite sex.
He's a polite old man... Angel commented, and replied with a chuckle:
"I've decided to settle down in Backlund. I'm just going back this time to take care of some things. After all, I've lived in Trier for a few years. I have some acquaintances and some things I'm still stuck with."
Her mysterious answer made everyone else look interested, but Major Stewart nodded in understanding, realizing Angel's hint - she would personally handle the "arms smuggling" transaction.
"I went to Trier once ten years ago," Momont said, taking a sip of wine, a nostalgic look on his face. "The academic exchange meeting wasn't long, but it included a field trip... essentially, it was just taking everyone around the city's attractions. I was impressed by the districts there. They have twenty districts, not including the underground. The subway system is complex and difficult to maintain..."
Under the guidance of this powerful professor, the topic quickly turned into a criticism of Intis's technological level lagging behind Rune. Klein and Macht were still able to keep up with his thoughts, but Wilma, who was listening in, quickly lost interest and, with Allen's support, walked to the rest area nearby.
Seeing them leave, Angel apologized to the others, politely declined the invitation to dance from two passing men, followed the Allens to a corner of the hall, and appropriately expressed concern for the pregnant woman's physical condition.
The couple, who often saw each other because they lived on the same street, were not surprised by Angel's enthusiasm. After a few pleasantries, Angel casually said:
"I might have to leave for Intis next week. If everything goes well, I'll be back in a week. If not... I might not be able to attend the little guy's birth party in early July."
Her words surprised Allen and Wilma. The latter covered her mouth and asked worriedly:
"Christine, do you think there's any danger in returning to Intis? I heard that many areas in Trier are even more chaotic than Backlund's East District."
"Of course not. It's just some business stuff. Maybe it's not going as smoothly as I thought..."
Angel replied, looking at Velma's bulging belly, and chuckled.
"If this little guy can give me some blessings, maybe my trip to Trier will go more smoothly."
Before she could finish her words, Velma frowned, put her hands over her stomach, and cried out softly in pain.
Then, her brows relaxed slightly, a smile appeared on her face, and she said to Angel with some doubt and excitement:
"He just kicked me!"
"This may be a blessing to Christine. I hope she can return safely from this trip."
Alan said as he put his arm around his wife's shoulders lovingly.
This is the sentence I've been waiting for, no, this kick... Angel expressed his sincere gratitude to the Allens, and then left the rest area to give the two some private space.
With the blessing of the unborn "Snake of Fate" Will Auceptin, Angel finally felt relieved and was full of confidence for the upcoming trip to Trier.
After all, she is not only smuggling arms openly, but also has to solve the problem of the "man in the mirror" and may even face the top leaders of the "Witch Sect".
Moreover, as a Sequence 1 angel, He should be able to foresee my future fate. If He is unwilling to bless me, He has a hundred ways to prevent His mother from attending the ball, such as kicking her a few more times...
Angel jokingly returned to the area where they had just been chatting and found that several gentlemen had already left. Klein, as the host of the ball, had invited other female guests to a social dance.
It's just right, I can enjoy some delicious food... She observed for a while and found that Klein's dancing was quite distant, completely different from when he danced with her. So she felt relieved, picked up the plate, and selected some Dixie specialties such as roast chicken and grilled fish, and washed them down with sweet iced tea, ready to satisfy her appetite.
But before she could eat the tender chicken, she heard footsteps behind Angel. She turned around and saw Bishop Elektra slowly approaching with a glass of red wine.
My roast chicken and grilled fish... Angel sighed, put down his plate and fork, and took the initiative to say hello.
"Miss Theresa, I'm so glad you didn't miss the ball today. Otherwise, this hall would be missing a lot of its splendor," the bishop said in a low voice, so as not to let the other guests, especially the women, hear his rather biased words. "How is it? What's your impression of Dwayne Dantès?"
"Just as I imagined, he was reserved and polite in church and in the theater, but unrestrained and passionate when dancing, and he had many secrets in his heart that were fascinating."
Angel's undisguised compliment made Elektra smile even more. He looked at Klein on the dance floor and continued with a smile:
"Maybe it has something to do with his early experiences. I heard that when he was young, he was away from home, working, and for fear of delaying others, he had to hide his feelings deep in his heart. Now that he has settled in Backlund, he is trying to find his other half... I think he may have found it."
I heard this too, and I was right outside the bedroom window, listening to Arrodes talking nonsense inside... Angel almost couldn't hold back his smile, and quickly took a sip of sweet iced tea to ease the embarrassment.
Fortunately, Bishop Elektra did not continue the topic, perhaps thinking that it was enough to stop there. He quickly left with his glass of wine and walked towards his wife who seemed to have just come of age. The latter was having a one-sided conversation with Hazel, who was standing in the corner and observing the dance floor coldly. The passionate words made the cold and arrogant lady a little overwhelmed.
It turns out that the "petite, delicate, and energetic young woman" Arrodes mentioned that day was referring to the Bishop's choice. Then who could the other choices be referring to... Angel was secretly pondering while looking at Elektra's back. Suddenly, he realized that Klein had finished a dance and reappeared in front of him.
If you invite me to dance again, I will sneak into your bedroom at midnight tonight - she expressed her will with her lips.
Seeing this, Klein smiled helplessly, pointed to the dining area behind her, and said:
"The host of a banquet is also obliged to taste the various foods and assess whether they suit the guests' appetite."
For some reason, when he said this, he always felt that he had missed something.
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After the dance, Angel returned home, washed up, went to the bedroom, lay down on the soft bed without much delay, and fell asleep.
Her original plan was to return to the Klein family home through the mirror world in the middle of the night and stay there for a while or even spend the night, depending on the situation. However, considering that she had met the unborn Will Auceptin tonight, Angel had a premonition that he would visit her, so she stayed at home obediently.
According to Klein's previous experience of using paper cranes to contact the "Snake of Fate," I should dream of Him appearing in my dreams tonight... It's a pity that the paper crane is broken, otherwise I wouldn't have to go through so much trouble to "perform" in front of the Allens... Angel muttered, forcing himself to enter a dream.
Sure enough, deep in her dream, she suddenly appeared on a vast, desolate plain, surrounded by dark gravel, and the sky was dim and filled with thin fog.
In the distance stood a black spire, seemingly attracting Angel to come closer.
If I were really dreaming, I would have walked in in a daze... Angel thought, and walked around in his lucid dream. He found that the plain seemed endless, and the only special thing within the sight was the spire. In the end, he could only approach it and enter through the gate at the bottom of the tower.
Walking on the old and decayed floor, through the chaotically laid out passages, and coming to the depths of the giant tower, Angel saw a black baby carriage quietly parked in the center of a circular room. The interior was obscured by shadows, and one could only barely see a petite baby wrapped in a piece of silver silk.
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