Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

The first time Charles wanted to change Mernadette's character, but in the end he was persuaded by her and performed a miracle to end the war.

This time, he wanted to continue his plan, but unexpectedly, Floyd did not act the same as before. Instead, he began to learn to think and slowly changed his mind.

Once would be a coincidence, but twice, it definitely wouldn't be.

Is it the mysterious divine power?

"But... this isn't enough."

"The third path is not a safe one either."

Charles's gaze passed through the present and saw the future, then he gently tossed the coin in his hand upwards.

"What will the future be like?"

A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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Chapter 128: Dinner, Hatred

Compared with the previous two paths, Floyd's choice made his path wider.

But is what he thinks is the best option really the best option?

The four of them were together, and all Mernadè had to bear was the hatred created by these four lawless people.

Their combined strength might persuade many to give up revenge.

But at the same time, some hatred will be buried deep in the heart.

Who knows when this hatred will turn into a sharp knife and go straight towards Mernade.

Perhaps, he was not surprised.

But he thought that as long as the four of them were together, any stabbing knife would be blocked.

But will things turn out as he imagined?

Ciel did not peer into the future in question.

After all, Mernadè is also a goddess.

There are some things he can do, but he can't go too far.

Knock knock knock—

"Sir, are you in there?" Barton's voice sounded outside the door.

"What's the matter?" Charles put away a few coins on the table and asked loudly.

"Ms. Perozzi and the others are clamoring to see you."

"You know, a dinner party without a host is always a bit boring."

Ciel nodded and stood up from his desk.

In the banquet hall, under the huge chandelier, under the light, there are many appetite-stimulating foods.

Lily and Lorna were carefully observing their surroundings in the corner, while Mernadette was talking to them.

This kind of life is very happy, but every time they feel like they are in a dream.

Elsewhere, Perozzi and Theresa seemed to be arguing about something. After coming down from the study upstairs, their eyes fell directly on Charles.

"Ladies, is there anything I can do for you?" Charles took off his hat and bowed slightly, acting like a gentleman.

"Of course, I want to ask you to dance." Peroz said with a smile.

"You bastard, it was me who asked him to dance the first dance, and he's my 'fiancé'."

Ciel handed his hat to Rotten beside him and said helplessly, "Teresa, what happened between us..."

"I don't care. You kissed me at that time."

?

I clearly remember that you kissed me...

But seeing Theresa's slightly shy face, Endsworth's gradually lowered voice, and Eric tiptoeing over, Charles extended his hand and bowed slightly, "Beautiful lady, may I ask you to dance with me?"

At this time, Theresa retreated.

"As much as I want this, it was Perozzi who invited you first. As a gentleman, you should respond to her request first."

"I'll just book you for the second dance."

Peroz was a little surprised.

Just now they were arguing about this.

In fact, although Peroz had a good impression of Charles, he was not "obsessed" with him like Theresa.

What she said was just to tease her, or to "retaliate" against her - after all, every time she went to her house, Theresa's father always promoted his son.

"Are you sure? This is the first dance of the party~"

"Maybe this is also Rocks' first dance in his life~"

Charles waved his hand awkwardly, "I have an etiquette teacher at home."

This was requested at Patton's strong request.

In fact, Charles does need a relevant mentor.

After all, although he can dance, the dance moves he knows are all very old and outdated pieces.

"The etiquette teacher doesn't count~" Peroz grabbed Charles' hand and pulled him closer to the dance floor.

Although it was called a dance floor, in reality, there were only her and Ciel at the moment.

After all, the number of people invited to these dinners is really too small.

He habitually pretended to be a little stiff in his movements - in fact, he no longer needed to do so.

When the miracle happened, some of the identities he compiled had slowly integrated into the world and appeared in some people's minds.

Perhaps some people have already noticed his "identity" in some way, his new identity.

I just don't know why, but when facing some familiar people, he would pick up the mask he was wearing.

Maybe it’s because I’m used to it.

On the dance floor, Charles put his hand on Peroz's shoulder. To his surprise, Peroz seemed more stiff than him.

"I thought you would be more experienced," Ciel murmured.

Perozzi looked a little unnatural. Her father had disappeared very early, and because of the special status of her family, she didn't have to do things she didn't like, such as gatherings and social events among nobles.

Except for invitations from a few close elders, she generally ignores most invitations.

Although countless people had invited her to dance, their thoughts were too naked, and she didn't even have the patience to say a few more words to them.

"I... just haven't danced in a while, so I'm a little rusty."

Perhaps because he didn't want to lose face in front of Charles, his "admirer", Peroz was a little stubborn.

More than being unfamiliar, she even needed Charles' guidance on some of her movements to avoid embarrassing herself.

By the end of the dance, Peroz's cheeks had turned red. Her fierce expression combined with her red cheeks made Charles want to tease her.

But he just stopped and pretended to make a mistake.

After apologizing to Peroz, the two walked off the dance floor together.

It can be seen that the expression on Peroz's face was slightly relaxed when he walked off the dance floor.

"The marks left on the body may serve as a sufficient warning to myself, but I think it is better to keep some things in my heart compared to the body." Charles said softly.

Peroz was stunned, then touched his cheek.

Just as she was thinking about something, Theresa was already walking towards Charles.

Charles patted her shoulder gently and then walked towards Theresa.

Keep it in your heart?

Many images flashed through Peroz's mind.

But if even the traces on the body can be erased, how can they be engraved in the heart?

Many people have asked about his cheeks during this period, but compared to them, Charles' words are more touching.

At the subsequent banquet, in addition to Theresa, Charles also invited Sif and even Mernadette to dance with him.

Because of his status and age, Endsworth did not receive an invitation to dance.

While Charles and the others were playing, he was also having a great time chatting with others.

For example, Anna, Mernade's personal maid in the manor.

She has always wanted to become a major theater actor and is now diligently asking Endsworth about acting.

Endsworth's words made sense, but Charles looked a little strange.

professor...

You really dare to say that.

Charles was very familiar with what Endsworth said - in a shop in the City of Eternal Night, when he was chatting with some prostitutes who were proficient in role-playing, they would occasionally talk about acting.

These two really have one who dares to speak and the other who dares to listen.

Perhaps noticing Charles's gaze, Anna gave him a slight smile.

In Rocks Manor, Anna is a very unique existence.

While the other maids' ideal was to stay here forever, she had not changed her original intention and always wanted to become a big theater actor.

For this purpose, she often uses her salary to buy some related books.

At the same time, among all the servants, she is also the one with the least "rules".

This lack of "rules" does not mean that she is lazy or arrogant because of her relationship with Mernadette.

On the contrary, she is very hardworking. No matter whether it is her job or not, she is willing to help as long as she meets you.

What made her considered "unruly" was that she was somewhat out of tune with the people around her.

While everyone aims to stay here, Anna's goal is to save money and continue pursuing her unrealistic dream.

When everyone treated themselves as slaves in the manor and private property that Charles could deal with at will, Anna thought of herself as just a worker he hired.

Charles paid her wages, and she worked for Charles. She did not think that she would become Charles's private property just because of a contract. They might be different in status, but they were equal in personality.

Charles didn't dislike Anna's energetic ideas, but to other people in the manor, Anna was a complete outsider.

Therefore, she is often said to be "unruly", but she herself does not care much about other people's opinions.

Considering that as the owner of Rocks Manor, he had been following Peroz and others and had somewhat neglected Professor Endsworth, Charles also participated in their discussion.

Seeing Anna's slightly excited and admiring eyes, Endsworth and Charles' moods also brightened.

The dinner lasted late and Endsworth took the bus home by himself.

Sif, Perozzi and Theresa returned to the city in the same carriage.

The matter of Dral put Sif in a somewhat dangerous situation. Although according to Theresa's information, Dral was still in Hotrat and had not returned, she would naturally be more cautious since it concerned the life of her good friend.

"Sorry to trouble you." Sif said a little embarrassedly in the carriage.

"I was the one who dragged you to this party. Since I brought you here, I have to send you back safely too~" Teresa said with a smile.

"I just happened to be going back to my residence in the city to look for some information, so it was just on my way." Peroz also said with a smile.

This was of course a lie. Most of her father's research materials were in the secret room of the manor outside the city. Although the Krolov family also had a residence in the city, there was hardly anything important inside.

Most of the time, Peroz chose to live in his estate outside the city rather than his home within it.

"Peroz, you're really dishonest. You're clearly worried about Sif, yet you insist on saying you're going to get something."

Peroz rolled his eyes at Theresa and didn't want to say anything more.

Then she turned her gaze to Sif. "I know a little bit about Dral. He's very paranoid. It was fine while his father was around, but now that he's inherited the family title and power, he's likely to do anything."

The Mitt family is also an extraordinary family, although they suffered heavy losses this time.