Saturday night, 8 p.m.

Klein rode his high-end carriage and arrived at 39 Böklund Street—Member of Parliament Macht’s house—in two and a half minutes

After stealing a glance at the lit fountain that was sloshing with water, he buttoned his tailcoat and walked down the carriage before strolling to the house’s main entrance.

Richardson held an exquisitely packaged bottle of Southville red wine and followed closely behind his employer.

After walking through the main door, Klein instantly saw Member of Parliament Macht and his wife, Riana, walk over to welcome him.

The former was wearing an olive-green army officer uniform with an orange-red sash around his waist and a few medals hanging from his chest. In the Loen Kingdom, serving and retired officers enjoyed wearing their military uniforms at balls.

The latter was wearing a yellow long dress with frilly sides and rarely-seen, exquisite lace, making her look different from unmarried ladies. However, she also partially exposed her fair neck and her shoulders.

Klein took the bottle of Southville red wine from Richardson’s hand and handed it to Member of Parliament Macht before saying with a bow, “Sorry, I’m late by a few minutes.”

This was actually a common situation at Loen balls. Guests would rather be late by a certain amount of time than be early. This was because the masters of the house might still be busy with the final preparations with the ball. It was the worst time for them to entertain guests, but of course, one had to ensure that they weren’t late by more than ten minutes.

If Wahana hadn’t specially taught him this, Klein would’ve definitely come early as a form of respect.

“It’s fine. The ball hasn’t officially begun.” Macht glanced at the Southville red wine as he handed it to his valet before nodding with a smile.

At Loen’s high society engagements, one had to bring a gift for the master if it was their first time attending a ball. Alcoholic beverages were the most welcomed, but one had to keep in mind that the first gift had to be something locally produced.

After greeting Macht, Klein looked towards Ma’am Riana and saw that she had slightly raised her right hand. Hence, he took one step forward and lifted her palm and bent his back to kiss it.

“You illuminate the entire ball.”

Before the ball began, complimenting the masters of the house was a necessary step in Loen social events. And unlike Intis, Loen’s hand-kissing etiquette required the lady to gesture that it was possible before a gentleman could do the kiss; otherwise, it would be a serious faux pas.

“Likewise for your arrival,” Ma’am Riana replied with a smile.

corridor and into the main hall where a

Maury Macht pointed at a lady in

“My daughter, Hazel.”

looked at the girl as

He knew this girl!

precise, he had seen her image

the Beyonder powers of others, the magic mirror had indicated a scene of an arrogant lady loitering in the sewers, and she was none other than Hazel Macht. She was a lady with wavy black-green

the sewers? She has already become a Beyonder? How did she become one? Could it be that she has a Grandpa parasitizing in her body? Klein, who was donning the “skin” of Dwayne Dantès, instantly thought of many questions, but

“Good evening, Miss Hazel.”

she wore a composed look. There was an arrogance in her eyes, and all she did was smile politely and answer, “Good evening,

parasitizing her. I can’t be certain for now, and I’ll have to continue observing…

expected you to be a

could tell from the epaulet on Macht’s

was a colonel, Klein would’ve even suspected if the gentleman was also a

to the army’s higher-ups to design a uniform for West Balam

soldiers, most of them wore red tops and white

Klein indicated that he had been to the Southern Continent, and he had been to either East or West Balam to corroborate his hunting experiences that

cup of red wine while standing by the railings facing the main door and said, “Thank you everyone for coming to our ball.

their chests as they softly praised the Goddess. The other guests also

said with a smile, “Second, a toast to the kingdom. It is

kingdom.” Klein raised his cup of champagne and

that, Macht surveyed the area and asked humorously, “Finally, what

loudly with a smile, “A toast to the improvement of

as he couldn’t help but smile in

That’s a

the improvement of Backlund’s air. This is a

pollution issue had always been one of his political ideals as a House of Commons Member of Parliament. He had ultimately been pushing for the corresponding bills, and he had played a

burst as they finished

held Ma’am Riana’s hand, and they went down to the hall. They then started the opening

first partners to dance. Klein took another cup

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