"Can you please not call me darling? It creeps me out." Lith replied.
The only times the Hydra acted flirty with him was when she needed Origin Flames to refine a new batch of materials. Faluel's experiments with the Hands of Menadion required a constant supply of resources that was up to him to purify.
The process had already made Lith interrupt his research several times and wasted precious time to recover from the fatigue that the extensive use of Origin Flames inflicted upon his body.
Sure, it counted as Spirit Domination training, but Lith hated both being interrupted and his work schedule being scrapped.
"No can do, darling. You asked me to be your plus one for the night and I'm just playing my part. Am I such a bother that you'd rather be swarmed by noble dames and gold diggers?" Faluel said.
"The jury is still out on that."
"You son of a-"
"Spellbreaker Archmage Lith Verhen and Lady Faluel Metina Riseta Nyxdra." The Royal valet announced them and cut her short.
As a recognized descendant of one of the founding members of the Griffon Kingdom, the Royals had given the Hydra plenty of names to befit her status. Yet very few in the room knew that she actually was an Emperor Beast.
To the others, she was just an incredibly pretty woman wearing a gorgeous dress.
Faluel looked like a young woman in her mid-twenties, about 1.7 meters (5'7") tall, with waist-long light brown hair and hazel eyes. Her face had a delicate oval shape and the light makeup she wore along with her voluminous soft hair framed her fine features.
She wore an emerald green gala dress embroidered in gold and decorated with several mana crystals shaped to look like precious gems. It left exposed her fair shoulders and arms, sticking to her body like a second skin until the hips.
Her gown was loose and fluffy, giving the impression that she walked on a cloud that danced around her with each step she took.
The simple grace of her slender body seemed to be perfectly attuned with her demeanor, making the final result much more stunning than the sum of the single parts.
As for Lith, under his deep blue Archmage robe, he wore the high uniform of the Kingdom. It was comprised of a deep blue jacket with golden epaulets, deep blue mid-waisted black trousers with galon, a trim one with two silk stripes to conceal the outer seams, and black shoes.
He wore a silver brooch shaped like a Phoenix with rubies for eyes on the collar of his white shirt and the gold embroideries on the lapels of his jacket were shaped like feathers.
It had taken quite a while to organize the Royal Gala, but since the investigation had come to a halt and the mysterious sender of the Balkor cards had yet to strike again, the ceremony couldn't be delayed any longer.
Lith had given a lot of thought to his choice of a dance partner. He couldn't ask Phloria without giving her hopes, couldn't ask Kamila for obvious reasons, and he couldn't even ask Quylla or Friya without Jirni beating his ass into oblivion.
'Faluel is really pretty in that dress. She is definitely the right pick for the gala.' She said via their mind link.
'Unless Kamila thinks that I've slept with my teacher and adds it to the list of her grievances against me.' Lith sighed. 'Keep your eyes peeled, Solus. I know that Valeron is the safest place in the Kingdom, but this is also the perfect opportunity for the sender of the Balkor cards to strike.'
'Right, sure.' Solus pointed at the Royals wearing the Saefel suit, at Manohar whose core burned brighter than ever and was in perfect shape, at Vastor's now violet core, and at the dozen of soldiers wearing the Royal Fortress armor in the room.
'I stand corrected.' Lith said. 'A meteor is the only thing that might put a dent in this room. Any chance you can turn into the Eyes and give a few artifacts a look?'
'No way. There's enough magic in this room to blind my mana sense. If I activate the Eyes of Menadion, I'd be lucky if I became just a babbling idiot.' Solus replied.
Lith's entrance was accompanied by the most quiet and polite uproar he had ever seen. Etiquette required people to be silent until the newcomer bowed to the Royal Couple, but there was too much juicy gossip to talk about and everyone started whispering about their favorite topic.
Some wondered about the identity of his companion, envying her beauty while others discussed Lith's feat of crafting the DoLorean that had him being recorded in history as one of the tier one forbidden mages.
Yet the noisiest and most frequent topics were all related to his personal achievements.
"How did Verhen manage to destroy not one, but two Lost Cities?" Duke Phalmar said. "The first time he was lucky enough to find the blueprints of the Black Star, but the second time he succeeded with a group of three where entire armies failed."
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