Chapter 168: The Banquet(4)
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"Reve, are you listening to me?"
Lithia glanced at the person she had been talking to for minutes. His eyes were distant. He seemed far away from this physical location.
Her brows curved as she opened her mouth again, "Reve, are you ignoring me?"
No words came out of Reve which gave her the answer she sought.
Feeling annoyed, she vengefully kicked him in the groins. His eyes beamed back to reality as he hastily went to his knees, groveling in pain.
"May I ask why you did that?" cried Reve.
He thought by ignoring the lady, he would not accidentally step on a landmine. Who knew that was far from the case?
Lithia pouted when she heard him. With a "harrumph", she walked away, taking delight in her action.
Reve followed her while whispering to himself, "Are women always violent?"
From Circe to the Gehenna Order women…..to even a noble lady like Lithia, none of them was peaceful in nature.
Heck, Circe took the cake among the list of women. His dear mentor always treated him aggressively, most times opting to use him as a subject of experiments.
Thinking of the tragic events that had occurred to him through his dealings with women, Reve realized that historians shouldn't have really tagged men as agents of carnage.
It should have been women!
He had sufficient evidence to prove that!
Reve coughed lightly, '.....Hmmm, I certainly cannot reveal my true thoughts about this topic.'
Finally reaching Lithia, Reve asked, "It is getting to the dead of the night. Shall we leave?"
"No, I'm afraid we are not in a good shape to leave—--"
They stopped in their tracks when they saw something really weird. A drunk Karmin blubbering all sorts of nonsense was all over a nobleman, no doubt as drunk as her.
They kept touching their body as if they couldn't get enough of this highly sexual tension. Soon, like little squirrels, they disappeared out of the main hall. Reve's guess was that their destination was one of the rooms Linota talked about.
"--Well, this banquet has been quite eye-opening, both literally and figuratively," joked Reve.
Where else would he see annoying Karmin act like a prostitute near a brothel?
Karmin sighed, "Don't bother her. It is in events like this that she lets loose. Heh, as you can see, the aristocratic world is filled with degeneracy."
Her line of sight could trace directly to the second half of the hall where the few adult nobles conversed wildly. Unlike the other half, there were little lewd activities going on there, but it didn't mean there weren't any.
Reve gained an understanding.
In the world of nobles, the young nobles were always obscene. However, after they grew up into leaders of their territory, their high sexual drive would cool down a little.
So, it became a tradition. The adult nobles would leave their youngsters running amok naked, as long as it didn't negatively affect their noble house.
It was just a guess, but Reve figured he was probably right seeing as the older nobles did nothing to stop the other half of the hall that had quickly turned to wild house.
It seemed like that was the lifestyle of nobles.
Reve and Lithia got back to the closed-off of their noble clique. Some seats were empty. Wesley, Greysen, and Metylda were nowhere to be seen.
The last time Reve saw them they were cuddling without any regard to the others watching them. So, Reve knew not to question their disappearance.
Linota was also gone. She had probably pestered another young nobleman.
Lastly, Karmin's disappearance was already covered.
Now, the formation of the clique was broken, leaving only Lithia, Reve, and the Drateel twins. It could have been awkward if those present didn't have something in common...they belonged to the same club!
Hence, this became the topic of their conversation. They quickly blocked out the outside world as they discussed the various missions they had taken.
Soon, all their cups were empty and there was nothing on the table to use to water their mouths.
In a sudden motion, Lithia said before slumping beside Reve, "Oh no, I think I'm going—--"
Reve touched her neck and confirmed she had truly drunk to the state of slumber. He had no idea what to think of it.
The feeling of drunkenness was something he had never associated with. Even when he was in Azea, the stronger meads there proved futile to his mightier body system.
He would need an imperial drink to truly get himself drunk.
Nevertheless, it was now Reve and the twins. It quickly became awkward as Reve did not have his wing man with him.
"You can certainly hold your own," commented Lyra.
Reve smiled, "I could say the same for you two. I never expected there could be another one that had the same drinking capacity as I."
Ciaran shook his hands, "Please. We arrived later than you. I reckon you have been drinking since you got here."
Reve merely brought out his signature smile and said nothing else. True, they had the advantage.
He decided to switch the topic of conversation to something he observed about them, "Lyra, can I inquire about your hair? What do you do with it?"
Lyra looked at her hair in a stupor before cocking her head at Reve, "What do you mean?"
Maintaining an ignorant look, Reve pointed at a few strands of hairs on her body, "I'm talking about those little strands, They stand out a lot."
Amidst her lush red hair, there were a few grey strands that had a grim halo. It did well to add a bit of deadliness to her aura, but Reve knew that this halo was misunderstood.
He saw that Ciaran had similar strands on his wavy black hair. In fact, he had more grey strands than Lyra.
"To be honest, I was not aware of this," complained Lyra.
Her eyes focused on the grey strands as she tried to discern the true reason for this. She had not even noticed the same grey strands on Ciaran's hair.
Reve lips curled as his mind mysteriously raced, "It must be genetics. How lucky you are to possess a trait that brings out such beauty"
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"Reve, are you listening to me?"
Lithia glanced at the person she had been talking to for minutes. His eyes were distant. He seemed far away from this physical location.
Her brows curved as she opened her mouth again, "Reve, are you ignoring me?"
No words came out of Reve which gave her the answer she sought.
Feeling annoyed, she vengefully kicked him in the groins. His eyes beamed back to reality as he hastily went to his knees, groveling in pain.
"May I ask why you did that?" cried Reve.
He thought by ignoring the lady, he would not accidentally step on a landmine. Who knew that was far from the case?
Lithia pouted when she heard him. With a "harrumph", she walked away, taking delight in her action.
Reve followed her while whispering to himself, "Are women always violent?"
From Circe to the Gehenna Order women…..to even a noble lady like Lithia, none of them was peaceful in nature.
Heck, Circe took the cake among the list of women. His dear mentor always treated him aggressively, most times opting to use him as a subject of experiments.
Thinking of the tragic events that had occurred to him through his dealings with women, Reve realized that historians shouldn't have really tagged men as agents of carnage.
It should have been women!
He had sufficient evidence to prove that!
Reve coughed lightly, '.....Hmmm, I certainly cannot reveal my true thoughts about this topic.'
Finally reaching Lithia, Reve asked, "It is getting to the dead of the night. Shall we leave?"
"No, I'm afraid we are not in a good shape to leave—--"
They stopped in their tracks when they saw something really weird. A drunk Karmin blubbering all sorts of nonsense was all over a nobleman, no doubt as drunk as her.
They kept touching their body as if they couldn't get enough of this highly sexual tension. Soon, like little squirrels, they disappeared out of the main hall. Reve's guess was that their destination was one of the rooms Linota talked about.
"--Well, this banquet has been quite eye-opening, both literally and figuratively," joked Reve.
Where else would he see annoying Karmin act like a prostitute near a brothel?
Karmin sighed, "Don't bother her. It is in events like this that she lets loose. Heh, as you can see, the aristocratic world is filled with degeneracy."
Her line of sight could trace directly to the second half of the hall where the few adult nobles conversed wildly. Unlike the other half, there were little lewd activities going on there, but it didn't mean there weren't any.
Reve gained an understanding.
In the world of nobles, the young nobles were always obscene. However, after they grew up into leaders of their territory, their high sexual drive would cool down a little.
So, it became a tradition. The adult nobles would leave their youngsters running amok naked, as long as it didn't negatively affect their noble house.
It was just a guess, but Reve figured he was probably right seeing as the older nobles did nothing to stop the other half of the hall that had quickly turned to wild house.
It seemed like that was the lifestyle of nobles.
Reve and Lithia got back to the closed-off of their noble clique. Some seats were empty. Wesley, Greysen, and Metylda were nowhere to be seen.
The last time Reve saw them they were cuddling without any regard to the others watching them. So, Reve knew not to question their disappearance.
Linota was also gone. She had probably pestered another young nobleman.
Lastly, Karmin's disappearance was already covered.
Now, the formation of the clique was broken, leaving only Lithia, Reve, and the Drateel twins. It could have been awkward if those present didn't have something in common...they belonged to the same club!
Hence, this became the topic of their conversation. They quickly blocked out the outside world as they discussed the various missions they had taken.
Soon, all their cups were empty and there was nothing on the table to use to water their mouths.
In a sudden motion, Lithia said before slumping beside Reve, "Oh no, I think I'm going—--"
Reve touched her neck and confirmed she had truly drunk to the state of slumber. He had no idea what to think of it.
The feeling of drunkenness was something he had never associated with. Even when he was in Azea, the stronger meads there proved futile to his mightier body system.
He would need an imperial drink to truly get himself drunk.
Nevertheless, it was now Reve and the twins. It quickly became awkward as Reve did not have his wing man with him.
"You can certainly hold your own," commented Lyra.
Reve smiled, "I could say the same for you two. I never expected there could be another one that had the same drinking capacity as I."
Ciaran shook his hands, "Please. We arrived later than you. I reckon you have been drinking since you got here."
Reve merely brought out his signature smile and said nothing else. True, they had the advantage.
He decided to switch the topic of conversation to something he observed about them, "Lyra, can I inquire about your hair? What do you do with it?"
Lyra looked at her hair in a stupor before cocking her head at Reve, "What do you mean?"
Maintaining an ignorant look, Reve pointed at a few strands of hairs on her body, "I'm talking about those little strands, They stand out a lot."
Amidst her lush red hair, there were a few grey strands that had a grim halo. It did well to add a bit of deadliness to her aura, but Reve knew that this halo was misunderstood.
He saw that Ciaran had similar strands on his wavy black hair. In fact, he had more grey strands than Lyra.
"To be honest, I was not aware of this," complained Lyra.
Her eyes focused on the grey strands as she tried to discern the true reason for this. She had not even noticed the same grey strands on Ciaran's hair.
Reve lips curled as his mind mysteriously raced, "It must be genetics. How lucky you are to possess a trait that brings out such beauty"
"Reve, are you listening to me?"Lithia glanced at the person she had been talking to for minutes. His eyes were distant. He seemed far away from this physical location.Her brows curved as she opened her mouth again, "Reve, are you ignoring me?"No words came out of Reve which gave her the answer she sought.Feeling annoyed, she vengefully kicked him in the groins. His eyes beamed back to reality as he hastily went to his knees, groveling in pain."May I ask why you did that?" cried Reve.He thought by ignoring the lady, he would not accidentally step on a landmine. Who knew that was far from the case?Lithia pouted when she heard him. With a "harrumph", she walked away, taking delight in her action.Reve followed her while whispering to himself, "Are women always violent?"From Circe to the Gehenna Order women..to even a noble lady like Lithia, none of them was peaceful in nature.Heck, Circe took the cake among the list of women. His dear mentor always treated him aggressively, most times opting to use him as a subject of experiments.Thinking of the tragic events that had occurred to him through his dealings with women, Reve realized that historians shouldn't have really tagged men as agents of carnage.It should have been women!He had sufficient evidence to prove that!Reve coughed lightly, '.....Hmmm, I certainly cannot reveal my true thoughts about this topic.'Finally reaching Lithia, Reve asked, "It is getting to the dead of the night. Shall we leave?""No, I'm afraid we are not in a good shape to leave--"They stopped in their tracks when they saw something really weird. A drunk Karmin blubbering all sorts of nonsense was all over a nobleman, no doubt as drunk as her.They kept touching their body as if they couldn't get enough of this highly sexual tension. Soon, like little squirrels, they disappeared out of the main hall. Reve's guess was that their destination was one of the rooms Linota talked about."--Well, this banquet has been quite eye-opening, both literally and figuratively," joked Reve.Where else would he see annoying Karmin act like a prostitute near a brothel?Karmin sighed, "Don't bother her. It is in events like this that she lets loose. Heh, as you can see, the aristocratic world is filled with degeneracy."Her line of sight could trace directly to the second half of the hall where the few adult nobles conversed wildly. Unlike the other half, there were little lewd activities going on there, but it didn't mean there weren't any.Reve gained an understanding.In the world of nobles, the young nobles were always obscene. However, after they grew up into leaders of their territory, their high sexual drive would cool down a little.So, it became a tradition. The adult nobles would leave their youngsters running amok naked, as long as it didn't negatively affect their noble house.It was just a guess, but Reve figured he was probably right seeing as the older nobles did nothing to stop the other half of the hall that had quickly turned to wild house.It seemed like that was the lifestyle of nobles.Reve and Lithia got back to the closed-off of their noble clique. Some seats were empty. Wesley, Greysen, and Metylda were nowhere to be seen.The last time Reve saw them they were cuddling without any regard to the others watching them. So, Reve knew not to question their disappearance.Linota was also gone. She had probably pestered another young nobleman.Lastly, Karmin's disappearance was already covered.Now, the formation of the clique was broken, leaving only Lithia, Reve, and the Drateel twins. It could have been awkward if those present didn't have something in common...they belonged to the same club!Hence, this became the topic of their conversation. They quickly blocked out the outside world as they discussed the various missions they had taken.Soon, all their cups were empty and there was nothing on the table to use to water their mouths.In a sudden motion, Lithia said before slumping beside Reve, "Oh no, I think I'm going--"Reve touched her neck and confirmed she had truly drunk to the state of slumber. He had no idea what to think of it.The feeling of drunkenness was something he had never associated with. Even when he was in Azea, the stronger meads there proved futile to his mightier body system.He would need an imperial drink to truly get himself drunk.Nevertheless, it was now Reve and the twins. It quickly became awkward as Reve did not have his wing man with him."You can certainly hold your own," commented Lyra.Reve smiled, "I could say the same for you two. I never expected there could be another one that had the same drinking capacity as I."Ciaran shook his hands, "Please. We arrived later than you. I reckon you have been drinking since you got here."Reve merely brought out his signature smile and said nothing else. True, they had the advantage.He decided to switch the topic of conversation to something he observed about them, "Lyra, can I inquire about your hair? What do you do with it?"Lyra looked at her hair in a stupor before cocking her head at Reve, "What do you mean?"Maintaining an ignorant look, Reve pointed at a few strands of hairs on her body, "I'm talking about those little strands, They stand out a lot."Amidst her lush red hair, there were a few grey strands that had a grim halo. It did well to add a bit of deadliness to her aura, but Reve knew that this halo was misunderstood.He saw that Ciaran had similar strands on his wavy black hair. In fact, he had more grey strands than Lyra."To be honest, I was not aware of this," complained Lyra.Her eyes focused on the grey strands as she tried to discern the true reason for this. She had not even noticed the same grey strands on Ciaran's hair.Reve lips curled as his mind mysteriously raced, "It must be genetics. How lucky you are to possess a trait that brings out such beauty"
