The night in the Einhart household, carriages lined up one-by-one at the grand front of the huge mansion. From the most mediocre to the most luxurious, everything keeps coming.

The whole territory of the Einhart is now a festivity full of incandescent. The whole place, while still being illuminated by the moonlight with a clear weather, is brimming with several lights that merge with each other that created a beautiful resonance.

Even the chandeliers of utmost quality serve as the most serene illumination that pulled a romantic allure and catches the breath of the guests.

An array of tables is lined up and food of the highest quality is served and all sorts of liquor are placed in a special corner while servants are going around offering drinks to each individual.

Beau afloat as the bouquets of flowers are decorated with delicate skills that one may think the person responsible for it dedicated his life to such art.

Even the pedestal that will serve as the stage is given detailed attention as statues of the angelic motif are lined up with a fountain of lustrous beauty stands behind.

True enough, nobles and aristocrats are mingling with each other, wanting to get favor from the Einhart’s. Even the high ranking merchants are treated equally with the same opportunities as long as they present with a good background.

The head of the Einhart, Mirsha together Seran, are greeting the guests that keep coming while Ersha gives them an entertaining conversation while she is at it.

Glances of envy gathered at Seran as they saw how Mirsha is still as youthful as ever. The frail beauty that wears a white angelic dress with her exposed shoulder covered with a cream-colored sash while Seran wears a fashionable and sharp suit that fits well with his boots.

However, despite how presentable the two are, Ersha Einhart chooses what suits her best. As the one who represents the Kingdom’s strength, she wears her full plate that gleams with silver shine. Despite her appearance, she was not out of place. In fact, it was expected for her to be this steadfast even in this night.

Simply put, Ersha don’t like dresses as it will make the outline of her lean muscles visible. Instead of showing any pitiful feminine appeal that she has, Ersha rather shows an appeal that made her looks like a prince in the most charming night.

Later, Yrsha appeared in front of the crowd. Yrsha can’t not show her face and was forced to wear a dress. It’s not that she doesn’t like wearing it, but rather, she doesn’t want to attract any unwanted attention.

She decorated her hair with white flower ornament of her left hair lock and wears a frilly azure gown that covers her shoulders up to her wrist. And then, she wears an elegant white magician’s robe to fully finish everything that she thought would turn off possible suitors but it backfires.

Her unorthodox way of dressing proved to be a lot more attractive to the eyes of men as she appears to be more conservative.

That’s why when she appeared in the hall, she got swarmed by men of varying social status.

As the party started getting a little bit heated, a murmur started waving throughout the people as one carriage arrives. It was nothing special but the people became livid.

As the carriage opens, they appeared.

“That’s…! No way, who would have thought that the Einhart is affiliated with them?” A woman within the crowd murmured.

A commotion arises as they climbed up the stairs. Even Mirsha Einhart widens her eyes but excitement got the best of her as her lips broke out in a blooming smile.

“It’s a pleasant night to you, Mister and Mistress of the Einhart. I am thankful for taking care of one of my business colleagues.” He, Mika, said as he bowed slightly at the Einhart couple.

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“M-Madam Fleur!? No, no, no! It’s an honor having you here! Are you perhaps a chaperon of Sir Falkh?” Mirsha nervously asked.

After all, the idol of all fashion and the most famous perfumer is in front of her. The elegant and stylish Mika wears a beige coat of the finest quality covered with a matching flaxen scarf. Under those garments, he wears a black suit with a blue necktie.

Following him from behind is Falikh, Oliver, and Spoof who are wearing the same motif of clothes for the people to see that they are a group of people at the same level.

None of the merchants there can even measure up to Mika. It was even an insult to call Mika a merchant as it would put his name in the same dirt as them.

“It’s a pleasant night to you too, Sir Falkh and Sir Oliver.” Seran greeted the two respect befitting of them.

“The same honor goes to you, Sir Seram Einhart. I am sorry for bringing uninvited guests.” Falikh said with smooth words.

“We do not mind! To bring such a figure, my wife is so happy. Well, now that I know of Madam Fleur, who is the other one?” Seran looks at Spoof.

“He is Albert Von Lugh, my friend from a faraway land. When it comes to skills, he is equal to me.” Mika introduced Spoof’s alias.

“Sir Albert is it? I am honored to have you here too.” Mirsha said with a countenance full of expectations.

“…” Spoof did nothing but bowed down lightly.

“He is mute but I am sure that he has the skills that I mentioned.” Mika gave a word for Spoof.

“Oh, how mysterious you are, Sir Albert. I’m sorry for my rudeness. Please be my guest here.” Seram, after shaking hands with Falikh and Oliver, shook hands with Mika and Spoof.

And with that, like honey on the field of bees, the crowd closes into Mika in a heartbeat as soon as he entered the hall. It was a blessing that Mika has a golden tongue and a superb social skill.

On top of pulling the attention of the people, the band of bandits has also infiltrated the staffs.

The dishes are oddly the best and seemed to be regarded as the best that they ever tasted according to the nobles who started food tasting.

The one behind it is Teth.

He entered the Einhart’s staff two days ago and got the trust and attention of all cooks and servants because of his skill that even far surpasses the royal cooks. In response to his skill, Teth has immediately become the head chef that even Reysha became joyful upon eating Teth’s food.

Yrsha, who was panicking on how to handle the crowd of men around her notice the presence of Spoof and likewise, Spoof spotted Yrsha.

Actually, no one is dumb enough not notice that kind of crowd. Their eyes connected like a sticky stream of web-linked them.

The band of bandits which are composed of the best of the best handsome people easily stood out. That also applies to Spoof as his beautiful silver hair glitters and his princely charm pulled a lot of woman in an instant.

However, at that moment, he can only look at one girl and likewise, Yrsha is just staring at Spoof.

The difference in appearance immediately made all of the men around Yrsha to back away and made way for Spoof. Even the girls who are going to approach him stopped at their tracks as they realized that his attention is glued to Yrsha.

They walk towards each other as opportunity gives it to them. They created their own world with only their footstep resounding to each other’s ears.

As they arrive at each other’s front, made another hardcore eye contact.

“Ah…” Yrsha got her tongue-tied as she looks at Spoof’s countenance. On the contrary of Spoof’s appearance when they first met, he right now is too much for Yrsha to describe.

“…!” Likewise, Spoof is stumped and frustrated that he cannot convey any words to describe how Yrsha looks to be the most beautiful woman in the world. He can only set his own cheeks ablaze like how Yrsha is also in a reddish daze.

“This is the first time I saw Yrsha like that. Is she interested in that gentleman?” Ersha said inside her mind as she watches Yrsha with curiosity.

“Oh my, isn’t it good for you, Spoof?” Mika gently gazes at Spoof, as if an older bro—sister looking after a sibling.”

The crowd is rousing up.

Falikh and co. looks around because of the sudden commotion but they soon knew why.

From one of the grand stairs that towered the whole place, accompanied by servants, she appears, Reysha Einhart.

As she comes down, everyone noticed it.

A divinely elegant girl with a youthful beauty that she inherited from her mother wears a gown as deep as the crimson night filled with flower themed ornaments. The crimson outline of the dress gives an elegant yet straightforward shine one can only describe as sinister disguised as a goddess outshining the crowd.

Her usual messy hair that made her looks like a walking fluff is now neatly tied in a low ponytail that hovers over her left shoulder and her usually obstructive hair on her forehead are now swept cleanly to the back.

The men who previously thought of Reysha as nothing but a little bit of an attractive girl are now trying to clean their eyes, thinking about how the girl became suddenly on par with a goddess.

Expectant nobles and aristocrat immediately gather at the end of the stairs with their hopes reaching the roofs that they can easily appeal to Reysha.

As soon as Reysha came in contact with them as she hasn’t reached the ground yet, they held out their hands, volunteering to become her escort.

“Hah?!” Reysha snarls at them with a disgusted look.

All of the men shivered as Reysha looked down on them with disgusted eyes. None are safe as she bathes them in her hostile eyes.

“What are you, a yakuza?!” Falikh thought as he tried muffling his laughter.