FATE: Target of Grand Master

"Glib and smooth-talking."

When a woman utters these four words, it is the best interpretation of "saying one thing but meaning another".

Even Morgan couldn't escape this law; the blush on her pretty face was the most powerful evidence of it.

For the next three hours, Nero gave Xia Yan intensive training in the waltz court dance. Although he stumbled along, Xia Yan was at least able to avoid stepping on Nero's feet.

"Hmm! I can see that the performer has already tried very hard, that's good enough."

Despite being accidentally injured by Xia Yan during practice, Nero always maintained a smile.

Instead of choosing the lounge, Nero decided to hold the ball in the larger first-floor hall and made all the necessary preparations.

It was called a dance party, but there were only three people in total. The setup consisted of just a few tables with some snacks and drinks, plus a gramophone playing dance music.

As dusk finally arrived, golden sunlight streamed through the transparent glass windows, casting its last stubborn rays before disappearing below the horizon onto the earth, illuminating the first-floor lobby with a dazzling golden glow.

"Your Majesty Nero, please dance with me."

Although it was Nero who asked to dance, it would be rather unromantic for Xia Yan, a boy, not to take the initiative at a time like this.

With Morgan's help, Xia Yan changed into a gorgeous gown perfectly suited for the ball, walked up to Nero, who had also specially changed into a long dress, and made an inviting gesture.

Nero raised her hand, adorned with a red lace glove, and walked with Xia Yan to the center of the hall as invited.

Bathed in bright, shimmering light, the two began to dance to the accompanying music.

"Player, you could lower your hand a little more. Even though I'm wearing high heels, I'm still quite a bit shorter than you, and it must be tiring to keep your arm half-raised all the time."

"But that's not standardized enough."

Xia Yan felt that since he was going to dance with Nero, his movements naturally had to be standard.

Nero shook his head as he performed the action.

"It's okay. What I want is not a dance with perfect movements that can be used in competitions, but a beautiful moment that I and the performer can remember no matter when or where in the future."

After saying that, Nero slowly moved Xia Yan's hand down from below her shoulder, finally stopping at her graceful waist.

Feeling the soft touch of Nero's delicate body, Xia Yan unconsciously squeezed it gently.

"Ugh~ You're so mean, you musician."

Nero stared at Xia Yan with her big, sparkling eyes. It was less of a reproach and more of a coquettish act, making her look incredibly adorable.

Just as Xia Yan was fulfilling his promise to Nero and the two were dancing in the lobby on the first floor, Morgan, who was standing to the side, suddenly summoned his magic wand, turned his gaze to the shadows in the lobby corridor, and said in an icy tone, "Come out."

"Wow, as expected of Morgan, he spotted us in an instant."

Hu Xia and Artoria Alter (Lancer) came into Morgan's view.

"Don't be nervous, we have no hostility and no intention of causing trouble. We just heard the dance music coming from the hall and were curious to see what was going on. We didn't expect it to be you holding a dance party here."

Hu Xia's words were sincere, without the slightest falsehood.

However, after seeing Xia Yan and Nero dancing while Morgan was left out, Hu Xia couldn't help but stir things up again.

"I really didn't expect Xia Yan to lead Nero to jump first, instead of you, Morgan. It seems Xia Yan, like me, still prefers Artoria's face."

Morgan gripped the cross wand tightly once more.

"Are you here to die?"

"No, no. Honestly, Morgan, you can't take a joke. I just came to watch the dance, and I didn't expect Xia Yan to dance so well."

Seeing that Morgan was truly intent on killing him, Hu Xia quickly changed the subject.

Although she enjoys watching the spectacle, she doesn't expect Morgan to actually start a fight in the hall if she really piss him off.

After all, the final round is a duel between her and Xia Yan. Regardless of the outcome, they will both be considered to have passed this trial. Therefore, more than winning or losing, Hu Xia values ​​the fact that she should not suffer any loss of followers in the duel.

If things don't look good tomorrow, Hu Xia can surrender to protect his followers. But if a fight breaks out here, there will be no option to surrender. If anything goes wrong, he will really suffer a great loss.

Seeing that Hu Xia was no longer provoking him, Morgan suppressed his anger.

She understood that if she fought here, regardless of whether she won or not, Xia Yan would definitely be punished afterwards. Since Xia Yan had praised her as a "virtuous wife," she naturally couldn't cause trouble for her husband.

Just then, the dance music came to an end. Xia Yan supported Nero's waist with one hand and opened his arms with the other, completing the final movement together with Nero.

clap clap clap!

clap clap clap!

Morgan, who was clapping lightly, did not expect that Hu Xia, who was standing next to him, would also clap along in a very respectful manner.

This also made Xia Yan notice that they had gained two more viewers.

Perhaps because they had been on the same side before, Xia Yan didn't feel that Hu Xia was there to fight when he saw him. Of course, on the other hand, with Morgan by his side, Xia Yan was full of confidence and not afraid at all.

"Hu Xia, are you also interested in dancing?"

Xia Yan asked politely.

"I wasn't really interested at first, but after seeing your dance with Nero, I've become a little interested. So, would you like to invite me to dance?"

Hu Xia leaned forward, looking eager to try.

Unfortunately, Xia Yan smiled and took a step back, saying, "Sorry, I only dance with my own family."

After saying that, he walked up to Morgan, bowed slightly again, and extended his hand in an inviting gesture.

Morgan thought Xia Yan was simply trying to satisfy Nero's needs and never imagined that he would invite her to dance.

Seeing that Xia Yan was not joking, Morgan left a "wait a moment" and then teleported to the second floor at a speed Xia Yan had never seen before.

A moment later, Morgan, with exquisite makeup and a dark blue high-slit dress, slowly walked down the stairs.

Although she was already dazzling enough, Morgan at this moment possessed an even more unique aura that perfectly blended nobility and sexiness.

"Wow... Artoria, now I know what 'a woman dresses up for the one she pleases' really means."

As a girl, Hu Xia's gaze was also firmly drawn to Morgan.

"This is the first time I've seen Morgan like this; there's something strange about him that I can't quite put my finger on."

Artoria Alter (Lancer), standing to the side, wore a strange expression.

"I get it! It's like when your vicious older sister, whom you've fought with your whole life, suddenly tells you that she wants to turn over a new leaf, retire from her life of crime, go back to her hometown to get married, and never have to care about anything else in the world again."

Artoria Alter (Lancer) gave Hu Xia a thumbs up, meaning: You know how to describe!