Chapter 15: Women are tolerating those who please themselves

In the quiet room, two silver soul fires burned in the void, blending into the faint moonlight that penetrated from the window. The soul stone rolled and undulated in the boiling flames, and several particles gradually peeled off from above, but turned into silver and merged into the soul fire. And in this continuous nourishing and supplement, the soul fire began to grow slowly, and gradually turned from silver to orange...

"Mr. An, Miss Christine's carriage has arrived, look..." However, at this critical moment, Winter's voice suddenly sounded outside the door. An Ruoran sighed helplessly, and could only extinguish the soul fire with his clone and put half of the soul stone left in the ring. But in any case, at least in the past month, the soul stone obtained from Speaker Catherine has melted half, thanks to the clone's unique ability.

"Then, it's still half a month away! If you add the one that Winter promised, you might be able to advance directly to a high-level magic caster!" With a faint smile, An Ruoran turned the space ring to put away the flowers on the ground, and then slowly opened the door. Seeing him coming out, Winter breathed a sigh of relief, but the marquis still looked into the room uneasy, as if he wanted to see how his gift was prepared.

"Don't worry, you have to have confidence in my arrangements. Have you memorized the lines I gave you?" An Ruoran patted Winter on the shoulder and walked towards the entrance of the mansion with the flow. Winter hesitated and nodded, but said, "I memorized them well, but when will Mr. An use these sentences?"

"When you see the scene, you don't have to recite the wrong one..." An Ruoran lit a cigar, but when he suddenly saw the slender figure standing next to the carriage, he couldn't help but open his mouth and let the cigar fall to the ground. There is no doubt that Christine, who was straying by the carriage, seemed completely different from the past.

The black robe in the past has been replaced by a lilac evening dress at this time. The black hair scattered on her fair skin like a waterfall, adding a bit of charm and weakness. On her chest, Yuezhi Praise exuded a soft and faint light, but even though the beauty contained in it was not as good as the flowing friendship in her eyes at this moment...

A light bang interrupted the quiet stare of An Ruoran and Christine. In their surprised eyes, Winter, who had no resistance, had directly hit the stone statue next to the door. Immediately afterwards, the red-faced marquis suddenly approached An Ruoran, touching the lump on his forehead and hesitated: "Mr. An, can we modify the contract? If I ask to replace Miss Anne with Christine...ah!"

Well, we should admit that Marquis Winter was kicked away just a farce, but this also proves from the side that Christine's charm is indeed increasing. At least after getting on the carriage, An Ruoran didn't know how to talk to Christine for a while. He didn't even dare to look at the other person's eyes and stared at the floor in a daze. However, after repeatedly verifying his courage, he still reluctantly looked up at the other person and praised in that strange tone: "That... you look beautiful today!"

"Thank you!" Christine accepted the praise as if nothing had happened. If the pair of tenderness holding the hem of the dress was excluded, An Ruoran paused and finally remembered another thing he wanted to do. He took out a stack of information from the space ring and gently handed it to Christine: "According to the agreement, this is the casting experience information for you. Although it does not include the heart casting technique, I think Victor's casting experience can help you."

If it were in the past, Christine, who was focusing on casting, would take it immediately. But at this moment, she looked at it hesitantly for a few glances and hesitated: "An, my mother gave me a soul stone, so according to the agreement, you don't need to cast materials for me so quickly."

"It's okay, these things are useless to me anyway." An Ruoran touched his chin and placed the casting experience materials beside her. "And I will meet Speaker Catherine in a while. I believe she should not be able to pay the debt."

Since he said that, Christine had no objection. She immediately put away the casting experience materials and said thank you softly. Naya had been taking a nap next to her, but at this moment she suddenly opened her eyes slightly and sniffed thoughtfully: "Well, are we going to see Speaker Catherine? Why do I feel that this is a bit like a son-in-law going to see... Um!"

Its mouth was directly plugged into a cigar. An Ruoran smiled awkwardly and looked up at Christine's gaze. A few seconds later, the two awkward young men looked away at the same time and turned their heads out the window at the same time. Winter shrank in the corner and looked at all this, but couldn't help but sigh, and said in secret: "Sure enough, Mr. An is really amazing, even Miss Christine can handle it..."

In a slightly ambiguous and quiet atmosphere, the carriage finally slowly arrived at Speaker Catherine's private residence. As Winter said in advance, if the size of his Marquis' Mansion could be comparable to that of the Duke's Mansion of the Kashyapa Empire, then the residence of the Speaker standing in front of him was almost as good as the palace of Emperor Arthur. But even so, the gate that was enough to accommodate two carriages in the past had been blocked by hundreds of attendants and guests. An Ruoran and Christine had to walk out of the carriage far away and chose to walk into the mansion.

I have to admit that Christine's image today is so charming that when she appears in the eyes of everyone, the originally noisy entrance suddenly became quiet. Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, the beauty seemed to turn shyly, then hesitate to stretch out her hand and gently hold An Ruoran's arm. This seemingly ordinary social etiquette caused a huge sigh in the crowd at this moment...

"So, should you go to see your mother first, or attend the banquet first?" Feeling Christine's trembling and seeing the hot gazes full of jealousy and envy around him, An Ruoran couldn't help but feel a sense of vanity. There was no doubt that no normal man would refuse such a shameful thing, so even though he still had Via in his heart, he hesitated to stretch out his hand and gently held the back of Christine's cold hand.

Christine's figure suddenly stagnated at this moment, but she quickly raised her slightly flushed cheeks and answered as if nothing had happened: "My mother will invite you to have a small gathering after the banquet, as for now..."

"Christine!" The man's voice suddenly sounded not far away, and a blond man with a mustache appeared at the entrance. There is no doubt that the man in his thirties looked very attractive, which could be seen from the gazes of the ladies around him. After seeing Christine, his smile suddenly became brighter, making the women around him more intoxicated.

Within a few steps, the man had arrived in front of Christine and stretched out his left hand with a smile. But Christine had no intention of accepting a kiss, but instead approached An Ruoran a little and said lightly: "Rhine, have you completed your mother's instructions and found another soul stone?"

"Rhine? The playboy who wants to compete with Winter for Anne?" Because he was dissatisfied with Rhine's attitude towards Christine, An Ruoran immediately put him in the opposite camp. "Hey, isn't this guy going to pursue Anne? Why are he so enthusiastic about Christine?"

While muttering like this, An Ruoran couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly and looked at Rhine as if demonstratively. The latter seemed to ignore his existence and smiled straight at Christine, "No, not yet, but I think I can find it soon... Well, then this must be Mr. An Ruoran?"

Even though he was dissatisfied, An Ruoran still had no choice but to extend his hand and intend to shake hands with him and say hello. But beyond his expectations, Rhine had no intention of shaking hands with him and turned around and left. An Ruoran was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Naya had already cursed fiercely: "An An, I hate this idiot, do you want me to draw circles and curse him?"

"Well? Have you changed your career to learn witchcraft recently?" An Ruoran patted Naya's head, but he didn't seem so indignant. He looked at Winter, who was also angry next to him, and suddenly smiled slightly, "Let that guy be arrogant for a few minutes first. When he sees our performance, he will know what mistake he has made. Christine, do you mind if I kill your cousin or your cousin's majesty?"

"I heard nothing, but I would appreciate it." Christine answered as if nothing had happened, and walked slowly towards the hall with An Ruoran in his arms. Almost at the same time, Winter suddenly couldn't help but tremble his shoulders and shouted: "Mr. An, that's Miss Anne..."

"Meow! If you don't know this, you think you're a ghost!" An Ruoran patted his shoulder and looked at the beauty surrounded by several nobles as if nothing had happened. After a few seconds, he suddenly smiled faintly and pondered slightly: "Very good, Mr. Winter, at least your aesthetic view is correct."
Chapter completed!