Chapter 95 (1/2)
Chapter 95
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Society
Golden liquor poured out from the fountain installed in the middle of the banquet hall.
People laughed at the drizzles of alcohol rubbing against them and avoided the fountain. A group of young men lifted up a woman and headed to the fountain.
“Wait! Wait! Are you really going to put me in there?”
“Did you not call for a bet earlier? You said you were going into the fountain.”
“I wasn’t saying I was going to get drunk!”
“If you fall into a fountain outside, you freeze to death.”
“I’m going to be drunk… kyaak!”
The young men threw the woman into the fountain without hesitation.
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The light-colored dress sucked the liquor and turned it yellow. The woman crawled out of the fountain and threw off her shoes.
“Suck my toes!”
One of the young men knelt in front of the woman, as soon as the words were over, and laughter burst out.
No one was upset that she had ruined the alcohol. There were only victims one after another.
People laughed as if it was something really funny. Then, instead of dipping a glass in the fountain, they drank alcohol that flowed from the top.
Food was piled up everywhere.
The sound of the band’s performance was buried in laughter and promiscuous jokes. Even though it was close to midnight, the candles were lit so brightly that it looked like broad daylight.
Thin silk draperies hung from the ceiling were lit up and shone like jewels. Young beautiful women wearing butterfly-shaped masks that cover only their eyes, holding the veil and dancing, went round and round. At first glance, the men were struggling by a glimpse of their appearance.
Among them, the most beautiful was Miraila in a golden dress.
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Even if she covered half her face with a mask, her appearance was unique. The mask, decorated with gold and precious stones, was gorgeous, but the jaw line and the mouth exposed under it were much more beautiful.
Her head, raised to reveal the nape of her neck, was decorated with diamonds, shining every time she moved. It looked brighter when the light of the diamond shined on the skin, which was naturally white and lively.
Miraila was a beauty sitting on the lap of the Emperor. But the Emperor was not a power over her, for her beauty alone was enough to become the queen.
Even by a tweak of her finger, worshipers rushed in. Behind her, there were a lot of men who would throw their bodies in front of her, even if she criticized and mocked them, if they could brush their hands on Miraila’s hand, even if it robbed them of their fortune.
“Liquor! Sweet!”
As soon as Miraila shouted in her cheerful voice, more than ten glasses of sweet rose wine and honey were served out.
An anticipation-filled gaze turned to Miraila. Because she repeated twice that she would dance with the person who brought her favorite drink.
With an arrogant gaze, Miraila looked at the glasses one by one.
And she gently found a jewel in the last cup held from behind as the owner wrapped her body.
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“Ho.”
The large ruby contained in the white wine reflected red light, turning the glass pink. Even if the pearls were melted and made into a drink, it wouldn’t have been nicer than this.
“Oh, it’s difficult.”
Miraila pushed the cup with her hand. She smiled at the man standing behind it.
Of course it was the Emperor. He was wearing a white mask that covered his entire face, and his clothes were something plain and modest.
But no one else knew who he was. Who dared to wrap up Miraila’s body so naturally?
However, Miraila, who pretended to not know him, slipped out of his arms. It’s obvious who’s who, but at a masquerade, it’s a law to pretend you don’t know.
The Emperor followed her in a relaxed footsteps.
“Wouldn’t you dance with me when you get a pleasing drink?”
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“I didn’t take it.”
“I have to force myself to get it.”
Like a mermaid, Miraila roamed inside the banquet hall. A silk veil curled around her body like a wave of water.
The Emperor stretched out his hand as if he was anxious at her moving away in a distance to not get caught.
Miraila sneaked up on him. The Emperor laughed and flipped the wine glass over her shoulder. The ruby went into Miraila’s clothes.
The women holding the veil covered the two with it.
Anyway, the banquet itself was created for the Emperor’s entertainment.
The Emperor held a banquet for Miraila, but all the banquets he attended became a banquet for the Emperor. Even more so if it was opened for pleasure and entertainment.
Everyone looked away from the couple without knowing.
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Miraila’s hand came out of the veil. Then she squeezed the wrist of one of the women holding the veil.
The gaze from the crowd gathered, turned to the woman and then fell again. Soon the woman was dragged into the veil.
***
Rye sat at a table on the second floor of the banquet hall, looking down at the scene.
‘This is a struggle.’
He may not be the only one who felt that way.
All the luxuries and depravities of the world were in this banquet hall.