Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

"It is indeed my package."

Elysee smiled sweetly at the courier: "Thank you."

The young courier was stunned by this smile. He lowered his head with a red face. He was about to say something, but when he looked up, he saw the door slamming shut.

Elysee returned to her seat, opened the drawer, took out the scissors and began to unpack the parcel, her movements as delicate as a cook undressing a cow.

Peggy was beside her and marveled: "I remember her last package was torn into pieces just before she delivered it to the dormitory..."

"What do you think?"

"Even the package is treated with such tenderness, which shows that its origin is not simple."

The three of them could no longer suppress their curiosity.

The lovely Lixie moved very quickly. She cut out the express delivery form, put it in a book, put it in a drawer, and locked it. Then she started to open the beautifully packaged package, moving slowly, as if she was tasting a delicious birthday cake.

Three curious babies came over, and as the package was opened, they all let out an exclamation.

"Wow!"

"it's beautiful!"

"This must be a customized high-end product!"

The package contained an exquisite female dress, a navy blue skirt, a pair of crystal high heels, and a unique headband.

Even with Angelica and Fleur's critical eyes, they still liked it at first glance. The delicate stitching and workmanship could even sense a trace of active magic from it.

It's incredible. It's obviously a piece of clothing, but there is actually magic flowing through it. I'm afraid even the materials used to make it are special... Magic is difficult to retain in dead objects, and scrolls and potions also have a shelf life.

This is especially true for clothes, which wear out much faster than scrolls and potions.

Inside the package was a card with beautiful Roman writing on it.

‘This is a magic dress prepared for you, it can only be effective once’

‘Let’s go to the dinner party’

'But don't forget to bring your eyes'

Elysee's eyes mean the petrified evil eyes. This sentence is not a love sentence, but a warning.

But the three roommates didn't know it. They only felt romantic and envious.

"As expected, you do have a boyfriend!" Angelica pressed Elise's shoulders and shook her vigorously: "As expected, you do!"

"He, he, he, he is not my boyfriend." Elysee hurriedly explained: "He is one of my uncles."

"Really?" Fleur looked strange: "You can explain it, but I don't believe it."

"Put it on and try it."

Elisee entered the bathroom with her dress and came out after a while.

The most inconspicuous girl in the dormitory has now become a transformed white swan. She is Cinderella who has put on a beautiful dress, and she is a fairy in the sky who has found colorful clothes and feathers.

She unconsciously pulled up her skirt and asked, "What, how are you doing?"

"It's not bad." Angelica pouted, trying not to let her emotions show.

"I seem to smell the strong jealousy in someone's heart." Fleur exposed it without mercy, and then praised generously: "It's perfect, Elyse, if you showed yourself more generously on weekdays, your desk would have been piled with love letters. .”

"I don't like to be noticed." Elise touched her skirt and said softly: "But since I have changed into a dress, I will go to the dinner with you tonight."

"Okay, let's go together!" Angelica said: "Tonight is a masquerade, everyone can relax a little. If you can catch the golden turtle husband, I will create opportunities for you!"

Fleur stepped on her: "Shut up, we don't rely on marriage, we only rely on our own efforts."

"..."

"Why don't you speak?" Fleur looked at the two people besides Angelica.

Paige scratched her cheek: "Well, I can't say that."

"Elise, you are on my side."

"But this is Rome. Hard work alone is not enough, right?" Elysee was helpless. Personal struggle also depends on the historical process, right?

"Besides, I'm not working hard just to prove that I'm better than anyone else."

Feeling that she had been betrayed by her peers, the deeply hurt Fleur was so angry that she said two sentences along the way, one was 'Humph, woman', and the other was also 'Humph, woman'.

…

That night.

The Royal Academy of Rome, which had already been on holiday, finally lifted its curfew.

The four girls stepped off the luxurious carriage and entered the luxurious hotel owned by the Eisenwell family with proud steps.

The waiter wore a rabbit mask with only the upper part and a black butler's uniform.

"Please show me the invitation letter."

Angelica took out the invitation and threw it on the tray, and said calmly: "The Eisenwell family won't mind if I bring a few more companions, right?"

The waiter bowed and said, "Of course not, dear ladies."

The four of them entered the banquet hall of the restaurant. The third and fourth floors here were connected, and they seemed to have been booked.

Men and women wearing all kinds of clothes stood together in groups and talked, holding champagne in their hands and drinking glasses of each other. There was a buffet on the table, and there were more than a hundred people in total.

This is a masquerade, so everyone comes here wearing a mask. The mask on their face is used to hide their identity. No one can know who the person in front of them is or where they come from.

Masquerade first appeared in Europe in the 134th century. At that time, the atmosphere of religious belief was very strong, and even the upper-class nobles were restrained.

Why do we say that Westerners have gradually indulged in modern times? This is because Westerners’ moral values ​​are actually largely maintained by religion. It is true that religion is not a good thing, but history must be viewed dialectically. The religion of the Middle Ages Beliefs have maintained the moral standards of the general public to a large extent. After the spread of atheism, the moral standards of people in many countries began to decline rapidly. This is the case in America. If it is a normal and devout believer family, it will retain more traditions. Conservative thoughts, if you don't touch D-class, you will remain chaste before marriage.

Life in the Middle Ages was relatively stressful, so the social circles of the upper class began to think of ways to break these constraints. Masquerades came into being. Under the masks, their true identities could be hidden, and the rules that once bound them were hidden. No longer exist, they can sing to their heart's content, drink to their heart's content, and speak freely.

During the Renaissance, masquerades were popular in Italy, and Venetians even wore masks and cloaks in their daily lives. They kept their masks on their faces for more than eight months of the year. The various gorgeous masks in the Carnival were also Derived from the historical tradition of masquerade.

Angelica is from Vienna, and the city of art is naturally very fancy. Masks are also commonly used in operas. Her mask comes from the 'Colombina', one of the classic Venetian mask shapes. It doesn't cover much, starting from the tip of the nose. From the forehead to the chin and lips are exposed, the colors are gorgeous, with different paintings on the left and right sides.

The mask shape that Frederica chose is Gatto, which means cat in Italian. This kind of mask is a cat-face mask, which is very similar to Catwoman in the Batman movie.

Paige chose the Bauta, a full-coverage mask. After covering it, plus her cloak, as long as it is not deliberately revealed, even the male and female cannot be seen.

After attending the dance for the first time, Elise chose Volto after hesitation. This kind of mask is called the undead. She specially chose a pale golden mask with hollow patterns carved on it.

Because they were wearing masks, the four people entered the dance without causing any commotion. At most, they attracted some curious eyes. With the mask covering them, most people would start to look at other features.

"Relax, sisters." Angelica smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous, there are many alumni attending tonight."

Fleur said: "I'm curious, why are so many young people invited?"

Peggy picked up a drink mixed with blood and said: "Don't you know that Count Eisenwell's favorite thing to do is matchmaking? His highest record is to match seventeen couples in one day, and the average number of matches is matched every year. There were more than a hundred couples, and the Roman Emperor praised him for his great contribution to the empire, because he easily increased the marriage rate and fertility rate of the Roman aristocracy by himself, and even issued him a 'Medal of the Goddess of Love'."

"Is this okay?" Fleur was a little dumbfounded. The medal given by the emperor is the highest honor. Can you get it even if you do a lot of matchmaking?

"It sounds incredible, but it is the truth." Peggy shrugged: "This masquerade is also a traditional practice. At the end of every school year, Count Eisenwell invites a large number of young talents to come here. I I can bet you that if you take out a brick and throw it out right now, it will hit a young leader from a swordsmanship hall or magic association."

"Are you interested in catching a rich husband now?" Angelica gave Fleur a 'you know' look.

Frederica clenched her fists. She was tough and planned to be self-reliant.

But in the Roman social class, marrying well or marrying well meant being able to achieve a one-stop class jump.

Although Gongsun Zan was a noble, his mother's status was humble and she only worked as a minor official in the county. Later, because of his tall stature, good looks and loud voice, he was attracted by his father-in-law and recruited him as his son-in-law.

His father-in-law was the prefect of Zhuo County.

Men and women alike want to take shortcuts.

"Not interested." Fleur turned to the bar and raised her hand to order a glass of wine.

"Hypocritical~" Angelica didn't even bother to expose her.

"Perhaps you're thinking of someone?" Peggy said.

"A cocktail," Fleur said to the bartender.

"What flavor do you want?" The bartender was wearing a lion mask. There were three cat whiskers on both sides of the golden mask, which was a bit playful and cute.

"casual."

"Where is this lady?" The bartender looked at Elysee again.

"I don't drink, just lemonade."

"Please wait a moment." The bartender turned to the others and began to ask questions one by one.

Elise said to Fleur: "Ange also has good intentions. Don't blame her for her straight temper. Tell the truth."

Fleur held her forehead: "I don't blame her, but..."

It's no use blaming yourself, you actually feel shaken.

Elise comforted her: "You're here, just let nature take its course. After drinking this glass of wine, maybe someone will invite you to dance?"

Fleur also lost her temper at this time. She was about to take a look at Angelica, but when she turned around, she saw that she was already chatting with other strangers. Her words and demeanor showed that she was calm and relaxed, as if this place belonged to her. The home court is very different from the existing impression.

"This is the nobility." Peggy sat next to the two of them and said, "Look at Angelica, after coming here, she feels like she has been injected with a sense of vitality. She is simply full of vitality."

Fleur said nothing.

Peggy smiled and said: "Don't underestimate her too much. She is not showing off her social skills. On the contrary, she can understand the situation and general situation of these people through conversation. I guess she is searching for targets."

"What goal?" Elise didn't know there was such a relationship.

"Of course it's a dance partner. Now that I'm here, I must dance. If the dance partner is not good enough, it will inevitably make people feel regretful and embarrassed. She brought the three of us here with a forced sense of responsibility in her heart. We want everyone to return home happily, even if they can't gain love, they can't leave any regrets." Paige gently patted Fleur on the back: "Anjie just didn't say it, but she was actually working hard in secret. She didn't laugh at her. You mean, but I want to help you in my own way."

Fleur pursed her lips, lowered her head and said, "When I finish drinking this glass of wine, I will go over to apologize to her."

Paige raised her hand: "Then let me have a drink too, Bloody Mary."

"Okay." The bartender had already taken all the orders and raised his hand to place a total of ten cups in front of him.

Then he turned around and pulled out the wine from under the counter, pouring the wine into the cup quickly and without messiness.

Bartending is a physical and technical job.

In the eyes of modern people, bartending is like juggling, accompanied by a variety of techniques.

The bartenders of this era usually only mix and pour drinks, and there are almost no fancy activities like modern bars, and they are very simple.

But this time it was different.

The bartender started his operation, and his movements were smooth and smooth. The ten glasses were obviously not covered, but the wine was firmly sealed in the glasses.

The wine shaking in the crystal clear glass shone neon light under the light, and the ten cups flashed alternately, moving back and forth in the young man's hand like flying cards.

This is actually not a superb skill. Any third-level warrior with deep control can easily do it. Although it is not difficult, how can any third-level warrior be willing to perform such a performance?

Moreover, various hand movements and techniques for bartending have been added. It is just bartending, but it is extremely gorgeous.

At this time, the guests sitting at the counter involuntarily stopped talking and looked at the bartender's one-man show in shock.

There were also female customers nearby who looked at the young man's smooth bartending movements, and their eyebrows were immediately ecstatic, casting aside their favored and curious glances.

At the end of the one-and-a-half-minute performance, the ten cups were released and stopped in front of everyone exactly along the bar. The bartender bent down and saluted: "Please use it slowly."

There was a burst of applause from all around.

Elysee also clapped and said in surprise: "The standards of this banquet are really high. Are even the bartenders so good?"

"How is that possible?" Fleur lowered her voice: "The mask on his face is not that of a rabbit. This should be an invited guest."

Elise picked up the lemonade and took a sip. Her eyes suddenly lit up: "It tastes great! This is the first time I've drunk this kind of lemonade. It's sour and salty, and it's not bitter at all."

Other guests also praised the bartender's skills.

A woman in a red dress wearing a fox mask stood up and said: "Sir, do you want to come to my place? I have more than a dozen wineries under my name, which is enough for you to show off your talents!"

The bartender declined: "I'm sorry, madam, bartending is just a hobby, and I don't work for anyone else."

The lady regretfully handed over a business card: "If you are interested, please feel free to contact me at any time."

After sending away a group of guests, the bartender quietly wiped the wine glasses.

Elise suddenly felt that the young man in front of her looked very familiar, and an idea suddenly jumped out of her mind.

Wait, could it be...?

She raised her cheek, and the two of them made eye contact through the masks. She noticed the playful and gentle smile in the bartender's eyes, and she was suddenly excited.

——The reaction was too late, how could I react? Stupid, stupid, you are a big stupid Elise!

She didn't realize that the person in front of her was the editor, so close!

Is it because we haven’t seen each other for a long time?

There were too many people at this time, otherwise Elise would have been unable to help but rush towards her for hugs and lifts.

……I will endure.

She thought to herself that the editor's uncle would definitely have a chat with me alone later, and she would ask him again then.

Now that the editor's uncle is here, I'm afraid tonight's dinner won't be that simple... Could it be an evil mage? Or something else?

She calmed down and reassured herself that she didn't have to worry about just a moment now, there would be plenty of time later.

When I was thinking about how to express my thoughts later, I suddenly heard the sound of fast footsteps behind me.

Her good roommate Angelica rushed to the bar and shouted to the bartender in surprise: "Mr. Yu, you are here too. Wow, this is simply a miracle. The Lord must have heard me." pray!"

He sighed from the bottom of his heart, completely ignoring the strange looks from the people around him.

After hearing what she said, Paige, Frederica and Alisee were all stunned.

The first two turned their heads with stiff necks, looked at Angelica, and then at the young man, their expressions gradually dulled, Abba, Abba, Abba...

Elysee screamed at high decibels in her heart.

——Angelica, you are usually so stupid, how did you show it this time!

Bai Yu was equally surprised. His subtle expression was hidden under the mask. He completely restrained his aura and was actually recognized. Is this a woman's sixth sense?

"Long time no see, Ms. Anjie."

Now that he was recognized, Bai Yu had no choice but to acquiesce in his identity.

"I thought you had left Rome, but I didn't expect to see you here again. It's just..." Angelica said in her heart, it's great.

"We will meet again if we are destined." Bai Yu upheld elegance: "Do you want something to drink, madam?"

"Of course, but compared to this..." Angelica put down the folding fan in her hand, her smile was elegant, calm and confident, like the blooming rose of Versailles, and she boldly and directly extended her hand to invite: "Mr. Yu, today is such a coincidence, can I invite you Will you dance the first song with me?"