Warhammer Wizard

Ren has been looking at each other since he got out of the car.

The first impression of this marquise is that of beauty. Her figure is not very tall, only about 1.6 meters, but the front and back are very hot, and the opening of the low-cut long skirt shows a large plump snowy, ravines. Bottomless, her skin is smooth and white and tender, with red curly hair draped over her shoulders, her hair throbbing like flames when she shakes her head, somewhat similar to the image of a long-haired lady.

Her every move, every frown, and every smile are as elegant and moving as if she had been carefully trained, exuding amazing charm, and her slightly hoarse voice is also full of an indescribable temptation.

Who would have guessed that this was a Pope if he hadn't known in advance!

The eye of the soul also confirmed her strength, a genuine saint-level spellcaster, with a surging soul power under her elegant appearance, who can release nine-ring spells at any time.

"Mrs Eliza, I have long admired the name."

Ren stepped forward to greet him, leaned down according to noble etiquette, and gave a false kiss on Mrs. Eliza's outstretched hand.

"Your Excellency the Earl is the one that people admire for a long time. We have been looking forward to your arrival, and Viola has mentioned it many times." Mrs. Eliza withdrew her hand gracefully, and observed Ren generously with her big round eyes. He covered his mouth with a smile and said, "You are as handsome as the rumors say. I don't know how many noble ladies in Northrael are going to have their hearts broken."

Viola tightened Ren's arm slightly, raised his chin, and looked at Shenghui with pride.

"Madam's praise." Ren said modestly.

"Come in, the salon will start soon, and many people are looking forward to seeing the heroic demeanor of the Count." Madam Eliza turned around and led the way in front of her.

Her footsteps were unhurried, bringing a charming fragrance to her movements.

Ren couldn't help being attracted by her back, his eyes slumped, and he landed on an impulsive part.

Entering the mansion, you will be greeted by the magnificent hall.

The hall of hundreds of square meters is luxuriously decorated. More than a dozen expensive crystal lamps illuminate like daytime. Sofas and coffee tables are carefully arranged. There are precious paintings on the walls. There are many musical instruments in the corners. , instead revealing a deep aristocratic heritage.

At this moment, dozens of guests have arrived in the hall.

Everyone was carefully dressed up, the ladies were beautiful and the men were well-dressed. They gathered in small circles in twos and threes, with wine glasses in their hands, discussing some topics in a low voice under the cover of the melodious music, and their expressions were very focused.

However, Ren saw at a glance that this was just an appearance.

Almost all the guests were not on the discussion. As soon as they and Viola entered the door, they immediately stopped talking and looked at the door.

Immediately, the eyes of both men and women were full of amazement.

There was a sound of breathing in the hall.

Some men even nearly lost their composure, staring at Viola in a daze, turning a deaf ear to the words of the female companion beside him.

In his past life, Ren often saw news that a certain female star was "beautiful over Qunfang". Today, he oppressed who and so on this occasion, and tomorrow he will oppress who and so in that place. In the past, he thought it was all bragging by unscrupulous media who received money. , don't believe it at all.

It was only now that he realized what it meant to be truly flamboyant.

In Mrs. Eliza's salon, all the female guests who attended were outstandingly beautiful, and there were also a few outstanding people who were rarely seen in ordinary times, but Viola took them all out as soon as she appeared on the stage.

The half-elf just stood there and became the center of attention.

Her beauty is so dazzling, as if there is a halo on her body, which makes people unable to look away.

Ren's soul eye saw the various expressions of all beings, admiration, amazement, admiration and even jealousy. All kinds of emotions were churning in people's hearts, and even the self standing beside her was ignored.

clap clap clap!

Mrs. Eliza clapped her palms, attracting the attention of the guests, especially the men who were finally awakened by the applause.

"Everyone."

She said loudly: "Let's welcome the most distinguished guest today, and the guest that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time, Mr. Renn Augustus, I shouldn't need to introduce more!"

"Speaker Rennes!"

"His Excellency the Earl of Glamorgan."

The guests greeted Ren from all directions in the hall, raised their wine glasses, or nodded in the air, with flattering expressions on their faces.

As Mrs. Eliza said, who hasn't heard of Rain Augustus' name?

It's even hotter in Northrael these days.

With the continuous exposure of the supervision team and the inquiry meeting, especially on the first day, the photo of Ren coercing the Nether wizard in the form of a half-giant appeared on the front pages of various newspapers in the empire, allowing the people of the entire empire to see it. Ren's power.

The Renn in the newspaper photo is not very clear, and his appearance is a little blurry.

Most of the people in the salon met with Ren for the first time, and they were inevitably curious about this young man who was in the limelight.

Some interested guests ignored the etiquette of the salon, left the people around them and approached Ren, scrambling to introduce themselves. Of course, there are also a few people whose goal is not Ren, but Viola beside him, who want to appreciate the peerless beauty of the half-elf up close.

Ren used his eyes to stop these lechers.

For those who really want to make friends, Ren responded kindly and talked a few words.

The guests who can be invited by Mrs. Eliza to the salon are either rich or expensive, not rich and wealthy, or powerful extraordinary people, or extraordinary nobles.

Some of them are Imperial Councillors affiliated with the Modus faction.

Ren was most attentive to them, carefully memorizing everyone's name, and observing their minds with the eyes of the soul. If you want to compete for the consul in the future, you need to vote for nominations from members, so that they can build momentum for yourself, and you must build a good relationship now.

Viola has been leaning beside Ren, like a real female companion, never making a sound, being a quiet vase.

This is not in line with her identity and character, but she enjoys being by Ren's side.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our salon has begun."

Mrs. Eliza stood in the middle of the crowd, her opening remarks interrupted Renn's communication with the Imperial Councillor, "Our theme today is music, now, let me sing a song for all distinguished guests, this is my new song, As a prelude to this salon."

"Okay!" The guests exclaimed.

Someone laughed: "Then we are really blessed."

Some guests sat down immediately and praised: "It's been a long time since I heard the marquise's wonderful singing, I'm really looking forward to it."

The hall fell silent.

Mrs. Eliza's smile subsided, a lute appeared in her hand, she held the lute in her arms and made a few auditions, and then gently plucked it, and the melodious sound of the violin started.

She took a deep breath and sang:

"Scarred all over, longing for your tender caress for a long time

Destiny intertwines, despising starlight

I will tear open my heart and let your love take over..." (Note 1)

The melodious singing is accompanied by the sound of the piano, and a few words of the lyrics firmly grasp the heartstrings of all the guests present. People are immersed in the singing without realizing it. action.

Ren also listened intently.

He didn't know any singing skills, but he could hear that Mrs. Eliza's level was definitely comparable to, or even better than, the top singers in her previous life.

The best concerts are just that.

Sure enough, to be the president of the Imperial Art Association, Mrs. Eliza is definitely not a false name.

Her new song tells a poignant love story. The lyrics have many metaphors, so that many people can see their own shadows. The expressions on their faces are different, some are melancholy, some are reminiscing, some are happy, and some are indifferent.

Halfway through hearing this, Ren felt a slender catkin grab his hand.

He turned his head and met Viola's affectionate eyes, his eyebrows flirting, as if he had a thousand words to say, so he smiled at her, and clasped his fingers tightly together.

After a few minutes, the song ended.

Mrs. Eliza stopped playing and singing, but did not speak immediately, as if she herself was immersed in it for a while and couldn't get out of it.

After more than ten seconds, the guests came back to their senses and applauded.

"Thank you all."

Mrs. Eliza got up and bowed to thank the guests around her, her face resumed with a smile, and she said, "I'll show my ugliness first, and then I'll hand over the stage to everyone."

A young man dressed as a minstrel stood up and said eloquently: "The lady's singing is even more exquisite, and this song is also extremely beautiful. It is a rare masterpiece, but I think there are still some shortcomings. , dare to comment a few words."

"Lord Kermit, please speak, I am all ears." Lady Eliza was very modest.

What follows is a long speech.

Of course, some people objected to Lord Kermit's point of view, and immediately jumped out to oppose it.

After several rounds of discussion, Mrs. Eliza concluded, controlled the rhythm, and invited the next musician to perform.

When the performance was over, everyone discussed again, and the scene was very lively.

If you are a real music lover, you must like this salon very much. For example, Viola listens very carefully, and occasionally stands up to speak and gets unanimous approval.

In fact, this is not only a music salon, but also a good display platform.

Expressing their own opinions through music, making friends with noble people, winning the favor of beautiful women, or hunting for beauty, everyone has their own goals.

However, Ren was not interested and did not comment a word.

When others asked questions by name, they also shook their heads and said they didn't understand.

Some guests were contemptuous, and they didn't dare to show it, but they couldn't escape the eyes of the soul, and Ren didn't bother to pay attention.

He can play the piano, only as a hobby. He will only perform for his beloved, and will never show it to attract attention. He doesn't know anything about those music discussions. In his opinion, many people's views are actually grandstanding, just wanting to attract some people's attention.

There were more than ten rounds of music exchange, and two or three hours passed quickly.

Ren began to feel a little bored.

Mrs. Eliza seemed to be aware of his thoughts. After this round of discussion was over, she immediately stood up and announced: "It's late at night, this is the end of the public communication session in the salon tonight. Next, please enjoy the wine and food, rest for a while, and take a break. Afterwards, there is a private party, and I have asked the servants to arrange a private room, where you can spend the night or chat with friends, please feel free to do so.”

As her voice fell, the crystal lights in the hall dimmed.

The beautiful maids brought wine and delicious snacks. They were wearing light gauze skirts and graceful figures. The key organ in the corner was also playing soothing music, which immediately made the atmosphere in the mansion hazy and charming.

The guests spread out, reclining on the sofa and enjoying the food.

Others walked out onto balconies and talked in low voices.

There were also some men and women who whispered a few words to the maid, and the maid led them out of the hall, not knowing where they went.

The emotions of many men immediately rose. The private party after the salon was their real hunting ground, and their eyes turned around the female guests, looking for suitable prey.

The most dazzling today is undoubtedly Viola.

This was also the first time she stayed to participate in the second half of the salon, but Ren, who was beside her, was prohibitive, and no one dared to approach him.

Ren took Viola's hand into the garden.

Maringo Manor has a very large garden, with a clear church of goodness. There are sculptures between the flowers and trees, and there are fountains nearby. Every tree is carefully trimmed. , there are painted paths among the blooming flowers, and there are many secluded and charming corners with benches for lovers to meet privately in the garden.

The cost of this large garden alone is worth a wealthy viscount family.

In the center of the garden is a long-haired lady's shrine, the size of which is no less than that of the Longshande Art Association, shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere.

The two strolled in the garden for a while and sat under a flower shed.

Viola drank some fine wine, her face was slightly red, and she looked even more beautiful. The expression of refusal and welcome made Ren couldn't help tasting her sweet lips.

"Are you happy?" Ren asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Viola snuggled into his arms, "I've been looking forward to this day for a long time, publicly appearing as your lover, and today it finally came true."

"As long as you want, I can accompany you anytime." Ren said softly.

Viola nodded happily.

In fact, she knew very well that it was impossible~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ren had too many things to do, but it was enough that he had this intention.

They sat embracing each other, whispering love words, relaxed and happy.

Suddenly, Ren's expression was a little strange, he turned his head to look in a certain direction in the garden, Viola also listened for a few seconds, a rhythmic sound mixed with a low groan came, and suddenly understood what was going on there .

She found that Ren looked at her very playfully, and she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"us……"

Viola bowed her head shyly, a breeze blew in from outside the garden, and the wind brought Mrs. Eliza's voice: "The two of you, please come to the third floor to talk."

(Note 1: This song is Thewolvenstorm from The Witcher 3 Kingfisher Tavern. It tells the story of the white wolf Geralt and Yennefer, which is very nice.)

(Note 2: Book Friends Group 590158141, welcome to join.)