Chapter 36 The Noble Ball
Choosing clothes is a huge challenge for a man, especially for an otaku.
No matter how the color and size are matched, most otaku know nothing.
Similarly, even Bethiebu is not an exception to this.
"That...can you try this one?"
"Okay, gentleman."
"Uh...it doesn't seem to match it very much..."
"I'd better try this one, it should look good."
"Please wait."
"Tsk...barely see..."
"What about this one?"
"Please wait."
.........
Bethibu himself didn't know how long it took to choose clothes, but what he knew was that if the waiter didn't take the initiative to help him choose clothes in the end, he might still be doing unstoppable matches there until now.
In the words of that waiter lady.
"Sir, your behavior doesn't look like a servant at all, but a noble child."
Yes, at least Bezebu doesn't think there is any servant who will not even pick out clothes like himself.
Aristocratic children?
I guess it was also the waiter's polite words.
If they were really aristocratic children, matching clothes might not be worth mentioning for them. In contrast, the civilians who rarely see gorgeous clothes are in line with this characteristic.
"Is this my fault? I just have a little bit of home. Is it wrong to say that it is also wrong?"
It is undeniable that Beizeb definitely lives a noble life, even better than a noble, but his experience and personality determine his nature. How many people are there in this world like him who never go out all day long?
I'm afraid it's even rarer than the few.
It was already noon after returning to the manor, and Oriana had already prepared lunch. Because Bezebu was not in the manor, she put the portion of Bezebu's magic in his room.
After changing his clothes, Beizeb's temperament changed slightly.
If you say that when you were wearing a deacon uniform before, the first impression you gave is a perfect deacon.
So now, he looks more like a noble child with a military background.
The holy sword is separated from the waist, the silver hair behind the head is tied into a ponytail, and the white suit and trousers are engraved with golden patterns to show the noble temperament of the noble.
Without considering his own personality, this does look like the appearance that countless girls are attracted to.
Even Alice agreed with this.
"Did you choose this dress? It looks unexpectedly matched with you. I really don't understand that I have such a look, but I am so lazy that I can't complain."
This is how a certain devil king complained.
"Mr. Bezebu should have been a nobleman before. You really have a good appearance. No matter what clothes you are, it seems to match you very well."
Orianna gave her sincere praise.
When he heard the words of the two women, Bethibu's mouth twitched slightly.
I really don't know if you would still say this when you see the clothes I matched myself...
When he thought about entering the floor where he sold clothes but didn't know how to choose, he felt uncomfortable. It was really a bunch of clothes hanging in front of him, drowning himself in it like the sea.
The taste is simply indescribable...
After that, Alice threw him an invitation letter.
The four words "Antoiné" are written in artistic form.
"Is this?" Bezebu looked at the invitation letter in his hand, then looked up at Alice.
"This is an invitation to the ball party of Antoine, and of course this is not an ordinary dance party."
"Not an ordinary dance party?"
"Well, I didn't plan to get you involved in this matter at the beginning." Alice was a little reluctant. "This invitation would be used to cover up important items that secretly hand over, and it would be inappropriate for both parties to participate."
Letting Bethibu join is equivalent to pulling him into this matter together. Moreover, he is not a demon himself, so letting him know too many things about the demons is not a good thing for the demons.
"That's right...but you shouldn't have any problems with yourself, right?"
After analyzing this way, Bezebu believes that it seems more appropriate for him not to participate.
However, this statement immediately caused Alice's eyes to roll her head.
"Did you forget what you said to Lucifer before... Bastard..."
"Talk..." Bezebu was slightly stunned, and after a little thought, he showed a sudden enlightenment. "You agreed at that time, right? I just helped you break the idea of that guy Lucifer. Could it be that he discovered the problem with this matter?"
"No..." Alice gritted her teeth for the disconnected IQ.
"The so-called relationship between you and me has been spread by the outside world long ago. They know that you are very powerful, so this time I told me directly that I will take you with me no matter what."
Those who have seen that duel have rationally analyzed that Beizeb is not a vase that can only win by relying on Alice. What they are going to do now requires absolute security. Now that there is another powerful person who can win over, if possible, they will of course choose to win over it.
The most important thing is that Alice has no way to refute this matter. In the eyes of the outside world, Alice takes Bezebu out with the relationship between these two people. If you have to refute such a thing, it will inevitably arouse others' suspicion.
At that time, because of such a trivial matter, they will find something amazing, and there will be something to play with.
"Don't blame me. If you didn't come up with that bad idea, how could so many troubles happen?"
Alice curled her lips and complained.
"Tsk, I'm not doing it for your own good. It's really a good intention but no reward."
In response, Bethibu fought back.
"Just...even for my own good, but... you can't use that kind of misunderstanding method! There are public opinion about us everywhere outside now, you bastard!" Alice was furious. "Don't you think of a solution? Since it's helping, you should help the whole thing!"
"To the end?" Bezebu turned his head and said to himself. "How can this kind of thing be solved so easily? Besides, you are not someone else, so I don't want to fulfill any obligation to the end."
Chapter completed!