Chapter 234 Mia’s Birthday Party
The Padridge family’s manor was brightly lit tonight, and the magic crystal lights hanging at the door were enough to light up half the street.
The servants in the manor shuttled back and forth between the courtyard and the hall as if they were under a speeding spell. The trays in their hands were piled high, containing a dazzling variety of exquisite snacks. Among them are the "Blood Castle" that vampires love, and the "charcoal-roasted briquettes" that Balrogs love... The tastes of all guests are taken into consideration.
In the kitchen, the chef was yelling: "Who put the hell pepper into the cake?! Do you want Miss Mia's distinguished guests to breathe fire when they burp?!"
A little devil maid with an aggrieved face defended in a low voice: "But...but the lady said she wanted a hotter taste..."
"She was talking about mood, not fire-based potions!!!"
The deafening sound broke through the kitchen door, scaring the little devil so much that he almost couldn't hold back his urine.
Tonight is Mia Padridge's birthday party, and it is a very significant twentieth birthday... This in hell is equivalent to a coming-of-age ceremony in the human world.
Mr. Festin only has one precious daughter, so the preparations for this banquet were particularly grand. The servants in the manor were also alert, fearing to leave a bad memory for the respected lady.
At the front door, a young servant was nervously adjusting his posture to welcome guests at the door, muttering: "Welcome, welcome... uh, welcome to the Padrich family's banquet, I hope you have a wonderful night here - no, this is too rigid! Do you want to use a more enthusiastic term?"
The older servant on the side raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and said slowly: "It's okay if you really want to make some changes, but at least don't say to the noble ladies, 'Welcome, the fine wine and men here are waiting for your favor' like last time."
This way at least you won’t go wrong.
The welcoming butler at the door directed the servants to prepare the red carpet while greeting the guests who arrived early with a professional smile. He soon discovered that in order to get a good seat in advance, some nobles had already occupied the benches in the courtyard with their servants. There was even a hell dwarf who brought a folding chair and sat upright with a cigar in his mouth, like a general who came here to observe military exercises.
A young demon attendant was responsible for pouring champagne, but he accidentally spilled a glass. In a panic, he tried to use magic to clean it up, but he failed to learn the "Cleaning Technique" and turned the carpet into a sticky swamp, causing a lady who had just entered the door to get her shoes stuck in it. The madam's face was livid, and she glared at the poor little attendant, who quickly picked up the champagne bottle: "Madam, would you like... uh, a glass first?"
The guard on the side has long been accustomed to this strange situation. He even bet that at least five servants will knock over the tray in panic today.
After all, the Padridge family’s banquet was never just the banquet itself, but also the “social arena” of the aristocratic circle of the Magic City. Pouring a glass of wine too slowly may miss a key alliance opportunity; serving a snack to the wrong person may affect a business negotiation; even going to the wrong toilet may become the butt of social jokes that circulate for years.
This is a common thing.
At this time, there was a commotion outside the gate, and a special guest seemed to have arrived early.
Everyone looked sideways and saw a fiery "heat wave" accompanied by arrogant laughter.
The visitor was none other than Baron Avisler.
As a demon with two-thirds of the blood of Fire Demon, he is the true "Fire King".
As he strode across the room, the red carpet under his feet was burnt with scorch marks.
The butler's eyebrows were beating wildly as he welcomed the guests, secretly cursing this guy who didn't know how to restrain himself.
And what he did was more than that.
In order to leave a deep impression on the beautiful Miss Mia, he deliberately released his hot and unrestrained magic, just like a peacock with its tail spread, kneeling on one knee on the soft red carpet.
"Tonight must be the most brilliant night - because it belongs to the most beautiful Miss Mia, and also belongs to her destined knight -"
Baron Avisler knelt on one knee, spread his arms, and recited a poem he copied from somewhere affectionately: "——My lord Avisler, I am willing to burn my soul and my heart for Miss Mia, and guide her in the way forward."
"I heard this poem in the tavern. That's not how it was pronounced. He changed it!"
Although the servants were used to the fooling around of young men from all walks of life, this scene still made them almost laugh out loud.
The guests standing at the door stopped one after another, showing expressions of watching a show.
They all knew that this baron was a well-known playboy among the aristocracy of the Magic City, and any unmarried and beautiful young lady could not escape his offensive of love that was like an eruption of lava.
But today, he seemed to have kicked the iron plate again, and he still kicked the Padridge family.
Tomorrow the bards in the tavern will probably have another funny limerick in their mouths.
"Lord Baron, my lady does not need your light, she knows the way by herself," the receptionist stepped forward with a smile, politely but firmly interrupting his dramatic performance, "So, where is your invitation letter?"
Baron Avisler's expression froze for a moment, then he waved his hand and smiled nonchalantly: "Invitation? Hahaha, love does not require an invitation! My heart is my passport. Tonight, I will personally offer my best gift to Miss Mia. Fierce——"
"Please leave."
The butler's expression remained unchanged, and before he did something more embarrassing, he directly asked the guard to "gently" invite him out of the door.
Although Baron Aviles has extraordinary power, he is still smart enough not to use it.
Otherwise, he will undoubtedly be even more embarrassed. After all, which noble here is not blessed with extraordinary power?
Looking at Baron Aviles being thrown out of the door, the guests burst into laughter instantly, as if they were watching a wonderful clown show.
"This guy is really ignorant. Does he think Miss Mia is one of those human women on the surface who has never seen the world?"
"He is confident, but unfortunately in front of the Padridge family, "enthusiasm" alone is not enough, he must also be "important"."
"Don't be kidding. Laughing, whether you can win Miss Mia's heart is the key."
"Haha, stupid."
"Who are you calling stupid?!"
The two were arguing politely, but they got into a quarrel, blowing their beards and staring at each other.
However, this is quite common in hell.
The etiquette of hell is to be polite when you should be polite, but when quarreling, don't use your mouth if you can use your hands.
As for this limit, it is relatively flexible.
Devils also watch what others eat.
The banquet continued amid the laughter, and the joyful atmosphere was not ruined by the two bruised and bruised guests.
At the same time, in the dressing room, Mia was sitting in front of the mirror, admiring her carefully done makeup.
The red wine-colored dress perfectly outlines her elegant yet seductive figure, and matches her pink hair, which is simply perfect.
Mia's mouth corners slightly raised, turning a deaf ear to the movement outside, only thinking it was the buzzing of mosquitoes.
Don't even think about it, it's probably some reckless guy who came here to embarrass himself.
This kind of boring circus happens every year. She has been accustomed to it since she was a child, and she is no longer surprised.
shall realize how much you are Hehehe! You are so blessed that you don't know how blessed you are? Fantasy about Luo Yan's eyes dodging, breathing rapidly, and even blushing at the banquet to confess his love to her; taking off her dress and changing into a wedding dress; while a certain annoying vampire could only squat in the corner and eat his fingernails jealously...
As she thought about it, the corners of her mouth could not help but turn up to 45 degrees, and she couldn't hold it down no matter how hard she pressed it.
But then again, if he really did that, how should he respond? Are you pretending to be shy and want to refuse but welcome back? Or are you teasing him on purpose? Or...
She raised her hand and pressed it gently on her lips, smiling more happily.
“How delightful...”
Simply delicious!
������������������� Control her breathing carefully, trying to reduce her sense of presence, for fear that the young lady would find someone else here... ��
Just when there was a huge crowd, a black carriage slowly stopped at the door of the Padridge family manor.
After the carriage stopped, the door was opened respectfully by the servant. A black-gloved hand held the door, and then a tall figure walked down gracefully.
In order not to disappoint Miss Mia, Luo Yan rarely wore formal clothes tonight.
It was a well-tailored black tuxedo, paired with a red and black silk scarf tie, and a brooch hanging below the collar.
Because he is handsome in appearance, his decent attire adds a calmness to his temperament. When those pair of deep eyes calmly swept around, the majesty that should not be underestimated attracted the attention of many celebrities in the magic city.
Human nobles don’t like sharp-edged guys, but Hell is just the opposite. They like “bronze players who are as powerful as diamonds.” Those who are introverted are the targets of bullying, and they are only worthy of sitting at the same table with goblins.
But most demons admire young men like Luo Yan who, despite having only Silver-level strength, dare to take on tasks that the Dragon family dare not take on, and dare to confront the Dragon family in a duel.
It is precisely because of this that when he stepped into the venue, his tall figure and cold yet elegant temperament immediately made the eyes of the noble ladies around him warm up and they whispered in low voices. Some ladies even used their fans to hide their smiles, and quietly cast subtle yet direct glances at him.
"Is that the Demon King of Thunder County?"
"I have heard about his deeds, and they seem even more surprising than the rumors."
"It would be great if I could invite him to dance."
"Don't think about it, your opponent is Miss Padridge. He is back in the Magic City at this time, don't you understand?"
"Tsk, actually compared to Padridge. Miss Derich, I think Miss Colin is more difficult to deal with. That little lunatic once beat me up because I said something behind her back. "
"Haha, don't be fooled by that man's appearance. I heard that his reputation can make human children in Thunder County wet the bed in the middle of the night! Even the Chaos Legion has to stay away from him! This guy is a devil in human skin!"
"The most dangerous and charming one...isn't it? I appreciate him more and more." A golden slime girl's eyes were blurred and she looked like she was really going to melt.
Melt in the physical sense.
While a group of demon ladies with bright eyebrows were whispering and discussing, a graceful and charming figure suddenly walked up to the lover of their dreams.
She approached slowly, seemingly blocking Luo Yan's path inadvertently. She tilted her head slightly, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.
"Sir, I'm sorry... I seem to be lost, can you help me?"
The voice was soft and sweet, like a rich lady who was not experienced in the world, but also had a mature charm and style.
Luo Yan looked sideways at her and saw a graceful noble lady standing in the night.
A dark purple dress sets off her slim figure and light blond hair. Her smile is decent and elegant, and her affectionate eyes are like the haze falling on the horizon at dusk.
The quiet charm of moisturizing things is not a deliberately released magic power, but seems to be an innate ability.
If it were another person, I'm afraid he would have fallen with just one look.
But this time she encountered a tough problem.
From the three-part god-like face, Luo Yan recognized the identity of this lady at a glance.
This person is none other than Mia's mother, Serena Padridge, the behind-the-scenes ruler of the Padridge family.
Others can be forgiven for getting lost, but if this guy gets lost in his own home, then the sun will rise in the west.
Although he didn't know what game she was playing, Luo Yan still obeyed her mood and pretended not to recognize it.
"I am happy to serve you... Then, may I ask this beautiful lady, where do you want to go?" He nodded slightly and said gentlemanly.
Looking at Luo Yan's serious look, Serena's smile deepened, and her heart became full of fun.
She took a step forward, lightly tapped his chest with her green index finger, stayed there deliberately for two seconds, and spoke in a lazy and playful tone.
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If it hadn't been for Professor Lilith's hard training, Luo Yan asked himself whether he might have been frightened by her earthy love words.
That low and soft voice was like a drop of strong wine dripping into ice water, with a hint of drunkenness in the warmth, causing several noble ladies next to them to take a breath of cold air and peek at them with slightly red faces.
Their eyes were no longer on Luo Yan, but could not help but be attracted by Mrs. Serena who no longer continued to restrain her strength.
Succubi's talents are gender-neutral, especially when someone is aroused to win or lose.
Watching Madam Serena playing more and more, almost using extraordinary power, Luo Yan knew that he could no longer play with her, so he cleared his throat and said calmly.
"Madam, I have felt your enthusiasm. I guess this is a test of my willpower. If so, please give me a chance to admit defeat. After all, if this continues... I'm worried that Mr. Festing will be jealous."
He tried his best to leave enough steps for her, and even found a suitable reason.
Hairing to Luo Yan's words, Serena was slightly startled, and then giggled.
The long pale golden hair faded immediately and was replaced by pink wavy curls like a bouquet, which fell smoothly on her fair shoulders.
"Haha... What an interesting child. No wonder Mia is so interested in you."
She covered her mouth and chuckled, with admiration in her eyes, and continued with a smile, "Don't worry, Mr. Festin is not that stingy. He will not be jealous of a junior. And compared to my dear husband, don't you think it is my dear Mia who should be more concerned about?"
At this point, she glanced into the distance intentionally or unintentionally.
Luo Yan followed her gaze and saw Mia on the terrace not far away, leaning on the railing with her arms folded, staring at this side with faint eyes.
The raised tail swayed behind the hem of the skirt, as tight as an iron pestle. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like a kitten that was about to explode.
An ominous premonition came to mind, Luo Yan's eyebrows beat slightly, and his expression of ease could not help but become more subtle.
Looking at the change in Luo Yan's expression, Serena giggled, with obvious teasing in her tone: "Do you think my daughter can't help but rush down and snatch you away?"
Luo Yan coughed lightly: "Then please prepare an escape route for me in advance, madam."
"Hee. Hee, this is not possible. If the elopement target is me, my husband will be really furious. You don’t want to fight a master-level shadow demon, right?" Serena smiled even deeper and patted his arm gently, "Okay, I won’t tease you anymore, Mia is very serious. I hope you will face her well."
Luo Yan nodded silently.
At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded.
Mia finally couldn't bear it anymore, put down her wine glass, and rushed downstairs with her high heels "thump thump thump"——
Looking at her daughter who was extremely angry, Serena still looked disheveled. Instead of reflecting on her overstep, she walked forward with a smile and hugged Mia's shoulders.
"My dear, I have tried it for you. Mr. Luo Yan is not interested in women with yellow hair, you can feel free to "use" it."
When she said that word, she deliberately bit it hard, so that when Luo Yan was still studying what "woman with yellow hair" meant, she realized that the wheel had run over her face.
"Mom!!!"
Looking at Mrs. Serena who was giggling, Mia stamped her foot angrily, looking like she was about to cry.
Looking at the tears of grievance hanging in the corners of her daughter's eyes, Mrs. Serena quickly hugged her lovingly and said comfortingly.
I was just joking, don't take it seriously, I won't take your toy, hee hee.」
Is that really comforting?
Luo Yan made a helpless expression, looked around, and moved away quietly.
He does not object to being watched by everyone, but he does not want to be involved in strange rumors.
It seems that most of the Padridge family are not normal.
But then again.
From a human perspective, who in the whole hell is normal?
While Luo Yan was thinking about how to pass the time before the banquet started, a smiling terror walked towards him.
Although the guy looked scary, his tone was full of compliments.
"Dear Mr. Luo Yan, the Demon King of Thunder County, my name is Winodon, the earl of the Screaming Abyss generation, I wonder if I can have the honor to have a drink with you?"
The big copper bell eyes sparkled with expectation, very much like the naive Xino Dragon.
Luo Yan smiled and nodded.
"Of course."
The Thunder County Labyrinth today is no longer the bad place that everyone was afraid of avoiding, and he is no longer the Bronze Demon King that no one knew before. In addition to seeking more resources from Hell this time, he also planned to make more friends in the Magic City, and the Padridge family just provided him with a good stage.
Just as Luo Yan was walking in the center of Vanity Fair in the Magic City, a pair of gloomy eyes stared at his back.
Obviously, even if the Demon King of Thunder County is welcomed by the upper class society of the Demon City, not every demon welcomes this overly shining political star...