Episode 63 The night after the ceremony, the first ball (1)
Eucliwood bowed his head as if to wish him a good trip.
Even those who were dancing at the word of the saint’s entrance stopped dancing and looked at the entrance of the hall.
Someone appeared from the door in the lobby with the butler’s voice confirming entry from the entrance.
“Ah…”
“…”
A young man with pure white hair came in.
I heard that he was 15, but what he saw was a young man whose youthful appearance was quite stripped.
Her deep blue eyes were full of confidence and her gait was powerful.
They were just wearing normal suits, but they felt something different from them.
In a suffocating atmosphere, he slowly walked towards them.
Wasn’t it said that he was a commoner? Judging by the way they walk, their level of etiquette is incomparable to theirs.
His relaxed appearance disallowed the idea that he was a commoner.
The image of the saint they had been ignoring was shattered.
A charming voice reached their ears.
“Nice to meet you guys. This is Ray who became a saint this time.”
Talking and smiling couldn’t be so likable.
Veris, the representative of the group, stood dumbfounded and greeted.
“Nice bar. My name is Berris, the eldest son of the Marquis of Harold.”
He couldn’t help but be perplexed. The saint he thought was never like this.
He thought of the saint as a child who was nervous at the thought of dealing with them, aristocrats, without knowing anything at the young age of 15.
But what about the current saint? Far from being tense, each action was relaxed. It was not a skill he had ever dealt with an aristocrat once or twice.
“It’s the son of Berris.”
Ray looked around at the others as he spoke.
Then, Seris quickly intervened.
“It is an honor to meet you. My name is Seris of the Marquis of Crelan.”
“Nice to meet you, Lady Celis.”
She felt very good.
It was intended to capture the saint and obtain greater wealth and power than now. Even if I didn’t like the saint, I thought that once I got married, I would be able to live alone and stay away from him.
However, the image of the saint she saw now was very much to her liking.
His appearance was no joke either, but she was attracted to his atmosphere that no one could touch.
Seeing that the eyes around her were unusual, she could tell that there were people who were aiming for the saint besides herself, but she didn’t really care.
‘Ho-ho-ho. From my looks and from my family, I have the upper hand.’
Cerys was about to say something to Ray when someone else interrupted.
“My name is Greian of Count Grain. It is an honor to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you, Grayan Son.”
I thought it would be busy, but unexpectedly it was quite quiet.
However, it was not because they were well-bred and well-mannered people.
There were only a few families that could speak to Ray’s position as a saint.
Seris thought in that gap.
‘Now I can request a dance without being disturbed by anyone.’
At dances, it is common for men to invite women to dance. Of course, that didn’t mean that women shouldn’t be invited, but that was very rare.
Even so, it was worth recommending a dance.
No, rather, I felt that I had to encourage myself to dance.
That’s also because the saint hadn’t even looked at him except when he was greeting him.
Celis asked this without anyone noticing.
‘You say you don’t care about me when you see me? How could such a man exist in the world?’
The only man who had been indifferent to him so far was Zeke of the Duke of Trey.
Of course, except for special cases like that, it’s just men who are impatient to get their attention.
Even Veris, who is here, often glances at herself.
‘Perhaps she likes men…’
However, that was an imagination Seris could have imagined because she did not know Ray.
In the village of the elves, called the tribe of beauty, Ray had seen them tirelessly.
It doesn’t end there. He watched Aira, who could be said to be the crystallization of beauty among elves, by his side for a month.
It was not unreasonable that Celis was not impressed at all, seeing her perfect appearance as if God had sculpted each hair individually from a close range.
Besides, Iriel was also pretty enough to be compared to an elf. There was a cute corner to his actions, so it was delicious to watch.
Seeing that the women he saw around him were so beautiful, Ray’s eyes naturally grew high. Seris was only recognized as an extremely ordinary girl.
It wasn’t that she was unattractive, but she was too different to compare with Ira.
No, being compared in the first place would be humiliating for Aira.
Seris smiled as beautifully as she could. If you smile like this, the other person will surely be thrilled.
Because until now, there was no man who had not been targeted.
“Is this your first time attending a ball, sir?”
It is such a perfect smile that it appears in textbooks.
Ray also smiled at him.
“It’s embarrassing, but this is the first time. So there may be some inadequacies. ha ha ha.”
It was his appearance that made the hearts of many priestesses cold with just a bonfire when he was homeless. When the splendid light of the chandelier, not a bonfire, shone on him, it became a painting.
Instead, Seris’ heart throbbed at the slightly open-minded response and charming smile.
“I see…”
Her face became red, making it impossible to have a proper conversation.
Even if he had made someone else’s heart beat, he was more embarrassed because he had never been thrilled by someone.
The eyes of the nobles who admired her were lit up.
‘I dare to take Seris-nim…’
‘Seris-nim will never be handed over.’
Their defensive operation to protect Seris has begun.
They hurriedly changed the subject.
said the tall young man.
“Come to think of it, the saint’s cup is missing. Sellonia’s wines are renowned for their rich flavor. Would you like a drink too?”
There was jealousy in his voice. Even when others heard, it was obvious that the topic had been changed in a hurry. However, his words sounded like a heavenly voice to Ray.
‘Gulp… it’s alcohol…’
I’ve never been able to get a drink in my mouth since I came to this world. His lips were screaming because of it.
I want you to drink yourself quickly.
The saliva goes down. Ray cleared his throat and said softly.
“Is that so?”
As he gestured, a passer-by Sibi handed Ray a glass.
Unlike the Kingdom of Celia, Seongguk could drink alcohol from the age of 15.
Since they were worshipers of God, everyone thought they would stop drinking, but rather, they were one drink higher than the Kingdom of Celia.
Ray put his mouth to the glass with a look of emotion.
Gulp-
The sweet taste of the wine that disappears neatly over the throat was truly fantastic taste.
It was to the point where I wanted to learn what kind of brewing process had to go through to get this taste.
Seeing his thrilled expression, Seris smiled.
“By any chance… is the saint new to wine?”
“that’s right. I never thought there would be such a delicious wine.”
While talking, the neck moves with a twitch.
‘cute.’
As Ray was licking his lips, distracted by the alcohol he hadn’t tasted in a long time, a voice resounded outside the lobby.
“The saintess is entering!”
‘Did Iriel attend?’
I looked at the entrance with the glass in my hand, and sure enough, Iriel walked over.
As her splendid figure exudes a divine atmosphere, her beauty shines even more.
In reality, the young people’s eyes were not falling away from Iriel.
Receiving that gaze, she walked leisurely, then looked at the glass in Ray’s hand and made a surprised expression.
“Is it wine?”
At Iriel’s words, Ray raised his glass.
“It was very fragrant. It’s the best wine I’ve ever had in my life.”
“Phi. Even if you say it’s a lifetime, you’re fifteen.”
“Don’t ask for the little things. Wrinkles increase.”
“Wrinkles! Where are the wrinkles on my face!”
Iriel’s face as she spoke was truly bizarre.
Seeing the two of them talking as if they were friendly, Seris slightly frowned.
‘That cold saintess has changed like this?’
Until she went to find the saint, she was a saintess who was so cold that she couldn’t even approach her.
However, looking at their current appearance, it seems like they are just good siblings.
That was the same thought with Veris.
Veris stared at Ray.
‘The saintess is my woman. Do you think I, Veris, will hand over to you the woman that Veris has long marked as the only match for me!’
Exclusive desire rose in his eyes.
Ray was also able to sense Verice’s feelings.
There was so much malice pushed toward him in the first place. Among them, the malice sent to her by Veris was almost lethal.
He was very sensitive to his surroundings due to mana, so there was no way he wouldn’t notice that much.
‘I’ll show you some action soon.’
As expected, Veris spoke to him.
“By the way, I heard that the saint used to be a commoner.”
There was no malice at all in his tone. Like asking out of curiosity.
Even the people around her didn’t feel anything wrong with Verice’s words.
Ray answered him.
“that’s right. I was a commoner before I was chosen as a saint.”
Veris let out a sneer disguised as a smile.
“Ah, then this must be your first prom. Commoners cannot participate in banquets.”
The horse had thorns on it.
Ray looked at Veris and tilted his head.
Why are you so anxious to die?
However, Veris did not say these words to die.
It had its own calculations. First of all, since the saint had not yet entered into the authority, divine power was not given to him.
Therefore, it is like a commoner without any power. Besides, he just finished the ceremony.
There was no way to make friends with other nobles. I have no power, no connections, and I am young, so I do not know the world.
What an easy toy to play with.
However, that was something Veris could think of because she didn’t know Ray.
strength? He was a great mage who could cast a huge meteor during a speech and stop it in mid-air, and there were countless nobles who wanted to have a word with him.
A single word from him would inevitably take a huge hit, no matter how old the Marquis of Harold was in the Holy Land.
However, to those who did not witness the scene at that time, the saint was just a handsome and polite young man.
Ray nodded.
“This is the first time. As Veris-sama said, ‘commoners’ cannot participate in the ball.”
As he spoke, Ray induced Veris to speak even harsher.
He knew these races very well. Ray still grumbled a little and spoke accordingly. Perhaps Veris was so arrogant that she tried to defeat herself.
“ha ha ha. you’re right. Since the saint is no longer a commoner, it does not apply, but if dirty ignoramuses who have not learned anything hold a ball, it will lose its value.”
‘Yeah. Just fight a little more like that.’
Ray grinned.
