Chapter 29 - 17: The Ball (2)
If an underground world of Liches were to swarm the human world, would there be any problems?
The only issue might be that the church benches during worship wouldn't be sufficient.
At least, that's what Gray thought.
As night fell, the castle suddenly became bustling.
The nobles of White City arrived at Yilin's castle either on their steeds or in carriages. It was a lively scene.
Abi Robbs, the Duke's butler, stood at the door to greet the arriving nobles attending the ball, warmly greeting each one in turn.
Pas and Huoersi had also appeared, even the injured Mike was there, all of them having shed their armor for appropriate formal wear. They stood at the door with Abi Robbs and other knights close to Yilin, appearing so refined it was impossible to tell they were knights accustomed to fighting on horseback.
Huoersi and Mike were fine, they knew most of the visitors. Pas, on the other hand, was quite awkward; he didn't know anyone and felt as lonely as a wooden post. He wasn't even someone who would be specially looked after at the ball. Thankfully, there were other members of his mercenary group present, or Pas might truly have felt the urge to leave.
As for Gray, he was stretching his neck, or rather his neck bone, from his balcony.
"Why are they all down there while I have to stay here? I want to stand at the door too."
"Heaven knows. Maybe you could apply to Miss Yilin to be a doorman."