Still so... pretentious.

  With a black skirt and golden curly hair similar to hers, except for the slightly small freckles but still delicate face that was different from hers, the rest were identical.

  However, Cynthia keenly noticed that there was a faint layer of red on the roots of her hair, which was obviously temporarily dyed with medicine.

  She wouldn't believe it even if you beat her to death.

  Does Kaerus like blonde hair? That's a bit funny...

  But Cynthia was not flustered at all, and even maintained her beautiful smile.

  She didn't pretend at all with that face just now.

  Don't be afraid of being hit by a shirt, whoever is ugly will be embarrassed.

  After sending her sister away to entertain the guests, Elisa turned her attention to Cynthia.

  Her eyes were slender, but her eye sockets were sunken, and inexplicably had a charming and seductive beauty.

  It's a completely different feeling from the simple apricot eyes with Cynthia.

  Those narrow eyes were full of defenses against her, the pleasant voice hid a sharp edge, "I am Jill's eldest daughter, Elisa."

  Alisha walked up to Cynthia and introduced herself.

  "Cynthia." Cynthia nodded at her.

  "Didn't you bring a dance partner?"

  She's really straightforward.

  Cynthia's expression didn't change as she walked with him across the green lawn, "Are you referring to Lord Caius?"

  "Was there someone else?" Elisa's tone rose slightly.

  She looked like she couldn't wait to see Kyrios, which made her look a bit unattractive.

  "No." Cynthia pursed her lips, and her bright blue eyes dimmed slightly as she said with a hint of sadness, "He refused my request."

  Alicia was a little disappointed but also within her expectations, if the adults really agreed to let Cynthia come and dance with her, this would be what she needed to worry about.

  "She pretended to comfort him, 'This is normal, adults dislike people who believe in the God of Light.'"

  The candles in the banquet hall were not very bright, and a violin orchestra was playing classical music behind them, with a lively and cheerful rhythm.

  The long white tablecloth-covered dining table was filled with all sorts of food and high-end wine, with candelabras placed at regular intervals, topped with crystal chandeliers that were purely decorative.

  Many beautifully dressed young ladies have already taken their seats at the table, each accompanied by a male partner.

  Those magnificent jewels almost covered their entire heads.

  Cynthia's eyes dazzled for a moment, this scene was no different from a peacock spreading its tail.

  She was assigned a seat by the door, in an inconspicuous corner.

  Yet she is still the most eye-catching one.

  Not to mention the unique beauty, but also that dress which shines finely under candlelight, can't be seen clearly in the dim light outside, only when entering the house did I realize how stunning it was.

  This was far more becoming than the dull black dress that Eliza wore, and the bright red rose added a touch of beauty to Cynthia's already lovely face.

  These elegant self-proclaimed nobles all came to see what kind of woman was beside this dark god incarnate.

  Perhaps there are still people who want to help Alissa become a candidate and severely humiliate Cynthia at the dinner table.

  It's hard to bring myself to say she's ugly when I see her face.

  Everyone is here, and Lord Gill has also appeared.

  He noticed Cynthia in the corner at a glance, and his eyes showed a brief astonishment, but he quickly reacted.

  "Alright, guests, let's raise our glasses for a toast before dinner." Gill, wearing a luxurious velvet embroidered robe, raised his wine glass, "Congratulations to my daughter Elisa for becoming one of the candidates for the Holy See's Saint, thank her talent for bringing glory to our family."

  Everyone raised their glasses and clinked them together in a toast to Elisa.

  Cynthia, who was directly isolated from the outside, was unaffected and inserted a piece of beef into her own plate to savor carefully.

  Better eat a bit more, after going back you won't be able to eat it anymore, the chef's cooking here is really good.

  "Lord Gill has raised such a talented daughter alone since his wife's death. Your family will surely prosper!"

  Flattering words poured out of these gentlemen and ladies' mouths like they were free.

  Cynthia was already fed up with this wine table culture.

  I thought today's big sun wouldn't rain, but the sudden rain outside accompanied by lightning splashed the windows and lit up the room.

  Listening to the thunder, Cynthia gazed at the tall arched glass window, savoring a sip of red wine with satisfaction in her eyes.

  Until Lord Gill approached her with a wine glass in hand, she went into alert mode.

  ...

  Maintaining a posture, Kael sat on the chair until evening. A flash of lightning illuminated his gloomy face hidden in the darkness, and his flat voice was like muttering to himself, "It's raining."

  He turned his head to look out of the window, and coincidentally Anthony pushed the door in, "Sir, Shang may have news."

  Kairos turned his head again, and a cold light flashed through his scarlet eyes that had gathered emotions.

  Antony lowered his head and said: "The people from the Vatican have sent back useful information, although it's not clear whether it's true or false, but it's worth taking a risk."

  "Where?"

  "Rhodania."

  Caius placed his left hand on the armrest of the chair and crushed it into powder in an instant.

  He is not complete, at least not yet a true god, he lacks his divinity.

  After searching for so long, it's actually in Riedania?

  Kaiyas lowered his eyelashes, a substantial darkness surrounded him, and his voice was cold, "Let them pass to investigate."

  Anthony nodded, took another look at the heavy rain outside and said tentatively: "I heard that princess went to the late party, forgot to tell you yesterday, Lord Gill is a well-known bachelor in DC."

  The armrest on the right also shattered, as if Khaos had been informed of his emotions and was extremely furious and violently growling at Anthony, "Roll out before I tear off your wings!"

  Anthony was frightened out of a few more feathers and instantly emerged from the bedroom to run down the corridor, gone in an instant.

  He shouldn't have tried to probe, he was wrong!

  Caesar, unable to suppress his anger, got up from the chair and paced back and forth in the room, not even the great gods could make him think carefully, his mind was only thinking of all the disgusting pictures that made him nauseous. After that, he put on his cloak and quickly disappeared into the bedroom.

  ...

  Cynthia was getting tired of Lord Gill's frequent clinking of glasses.

  She didn't even need to think about it to know what kind of disgusting thoughts this old man had about her.

  Of course, if she could, she would have poured the wine on his face without hesitation and then stuffed the glass into his mouth to make him swallow it.

  It's finally time for the dance segment.

  Apart from her and Alisa sitting in their seats...