Among the many events of the so-called "upper class", the content of the event itself is often not the focus, and the ball in Beauxbatons is no different.

What's even more ironic is that there isn't even a single person in the ball tonight who is the focus of attention. Most of the forces have dispersed and formed pairs of dance partners for their own interests. And it is worth mentioning that the wizard men present account for the majority, so there will inevitably be situations where you can't find a female partner.

Even so, you can't match a man with a man, right? Madame Maxime naturally took this into account, so she also specially invited some women from the French wizarding family to participate in this large ball, so as not to put too many male guests in an embarrassing situation because of this.

However, where do the wizards who represent their respective forces really want to dance?

As soon as the scene began, before Maca and Fanny even stood up hand in hand to the music, they found that there was a scene in the auditorium that was even more embarrassing than the male wizard being snubbed:

Madame Maxim had just removed the long table from the auditorium and replaced it with a round table arranged in a circle around it. And now, a large part of the wizards sitting around those round tables were so immobile that the witches, who had arrived at Madame Maxim's invitation, had to remain in their seats with stiff faces.

If you can't wait for the men to dance in the end, it will really be a shame to go to grandma's house!

So, what are those wizards who don't have a female companion doing? Maca glanced left and right at them, and immediately understood the state of the wizards—their attention was clearly focused on communicating with the other forces.

“…… Maxim is not going to be able to do it now," said a middle-aged male wizard with a mustache next to him, "and if you want me to say, this ball is simply superfluous. ”

When his companion heard this, he shook his head.

This has nothing to do with redundancy, the key is that she should have participated in the distribution of the inheritance, but she always wanted to stay out of it. You see, in terms of the relationship between Beauxbatons and Nicol Lemay, can she get rid of it? ”

"Well, what the hell is going to be done...... the mustachioed wizard sighed, "small and medium-sized forces like us, even if they are condensed according to her advice, most of them will appear all kinds of fatal rifts - if we want to use us to cover for her, even if we are willing to make this comparison, but how can it be so easy?" ”

"Hmph, it's better to hold together, at least it's more stable." His companion glanced around a few times and said lightly, "As for whether or not you can get the benefits in the end, it depends on the luck of each side......

Maca listened to the wizards whispering as she stood up and extended her hand to Fanny. The beautiful melody was already playing in the auditorium, and most of the male wizards who were planning to dance had already made an invitation to the gentleman who had already made an appointment, and a couple of men and women were sliding to the dance floor separately.

Although the wizards who chose to dance accounted for at least half of the attendance, it was an undeniable fact that the huge auditorium still seemed a little loose and empty.

"Beauxbatons is going to lose some face today," Fanny put her hand on Maca's outstretched palm, and bowed to him in a proper manner, but said softly, "Mr. McLean, what do you think will change in a moment?" Will Madame Maxim find some way to redeem it? ”

"Probably a little bit of a deal, right?" Maca nodded at her, and then led her onto the dance floor like the others, "No one knows what method she chooses and how much effort she puts into it." Well...... If you want me to say anything, I don't have to deliberately try to redeem it, after all, the highlight of tonight must be at the end. Instead of struggling with these minor flaws, it is better to spend more energy planning on the distribution of the inheritance. ”

He was right, in the final analysis, the purpose of the gathering of all forces this time was only that. Tonight's dance party is at best a buffer.

Since it is an empty shell that shapes the surface form, even if it is knocked to pieces, not too many people will remember it afterwards - everyone's attention is gathered elsewhere!

"Yes," Hearing Maca's point-and-finish analysis, Fanny agreed, "By the way, how about that foreign surname steward just now?" Behind his back......"

Although Fanny didn't finish her sentence, Maca easily understood her question.

"The steward doesn't know, the other party seems to be very careful not to reveal his identity easily." "I've let him go," he recalled, "believing that it won't be long before the man will try to find an opportunity to get close to me...... Of course, if he still has the intention of reaching for his hand! ”

It wouldn't be surprising if you stopped as soon as you noticed something was wrong. But to be honest, it would be quite difficult for that kind of person to completely give up Nicol Lemay's alchemical legacy. The man was already acting at the risk of being discovered by the head of the house, and it was not impossible to bet an extra chip for this.

"Then ......," Fanny hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "I'll find time to deliver the message to the head of the house." ”

"As long as the channel for delivering the message is okay, you can do it at any time." "If Mr. Blois could get the man before he comes to me," said Maca, "I would be glad I would have had it easier." ”

The two of them lowered their voices and talked, staggering their steps and staggering around the edge of the dance floor, unpreoccupied with dancing like most people.

After a while, Fanny suddenly pursed her lips, looking a little hesitant.

"Mr. McLean, are you ......," she opened her mouth, as if still struggling with how to phrase it, and paused again before continuing, "are you not familiar with the dance steps?" ”

When Maca heard this, she couldn't help but grin.

"Someone taught me some of them, and I later wrote down some of the commonly used ones. Merely...... Well, the lady who taught me wasn't very serious, and I didn't dance much with people myself, you know. ”

His expression didn't look embarrassed when he spoke, but Fanny was a little embarrassed.

After all, although Maca jumps a little strangely, she doesn't always like to step on people's insteps like beginners. Since no one is really paying attention to the dance at this ball, what does it matter how well Maca dances? She couldn't help but mention it now, but it seemed too calculating.

"Don't worry, just jump yours, I promise your feet will be safe and sound in the end." Maca joked, "I can feel that your dance steps are very standard, and dancing with you is not that tiring." You know, the one who taught me to dance once before was amazing, and it took me a lot of effort to avoid her fierce attack on my toes. ”

What he mentioned at this time was naturally the ball at McMillan's house that year, and Charlotte, who suddenly arrived at that time, used him as a shield, but it also left a deep impression on him. Since then, every time he goes to the ball, he will remember the time when the big beautiful woman stepped on the instep of his foot.

Just as Fanny was amused by Maca's words, she heard a "bang" and the door to the auditorium was opened from the outside.

"Madame Maxim, where's my son?" A delicately dressed middle-aged wizard burst into the auditorium with a few retinues and shouted loudly, "I need you to give me an explanation!" ”

In the auditorium, most of the dancing wizards stopped their movements and turned their heads to look at the gate. Maca and Fanny looked at each other and looked over there together.

Maca didn't know who it was, but it seemed that some of the people present knew the identity of the person. Soon, there was a muffled buzz of discussion in the auditorium.

"That's the current head of the Teflère family, Enés de Tefleur." Fanny whispered a word to Marca beside him.

Sure enough, the next moment, Madame Maxim spoke.

"Good evening, Mr. Taforor?"

Although the head of the Taforler family was obviously not a good person, Madame Maxim did not lose etiquette because of this, and she had to be polite as much as she wanted.

"I don't think it's so 'good,'" said Mr. Teffol, frowning, as he strode through the crowd on the dance floor, all of them making way for him, "Madame Maxim, I think you should understand why I'm here!" ”

One of the two representatives sent by the Tefler family died that night, and the other is still unconscious, and the latter is even one of the legitimate heirs of the Teflel family. As the first two victims of this dispute, the Taforler family can be regarded as a blood mold.

But even so, they can't swallow this bad breath by themselves because the murderer's identity is unknown, right? If you want to find someone who can take the blame, you can only find Mrs. Maxim. It happened in Beauxbatons, and she had to take some responsibility anyway.

The other forces were silently watching from the sidelines, some of them were indifferent, and some of them even put on a posture of watching a good show.

Of course, there are also people like Akinbad, the president of the federation, and Edward, the old butler, who are worried about Madame Maxim.

For a while, in this banquet hall, which was luxuriously decorated to the point of being a little extravagant, all living beings showed any expressions.

"The father of the young master of the Taforler family?" Maca whispered coldly, "He didn't show up until now?" ”