Chương 131: Two fake couples vs. one real monk

one real monk One Real Monk Because it was a social dinner.

Eating is secondary; socializing is primary.

Therefore, based on Lord Alden's suggestion, the five people were divided into three groups: Shane and Frilian are in a group.

Shutark and Philen are in the same group.

In both groups, men and women are paired up as dance partners.

"And what about me?"

Zain pointed to himself, his face filled with shock.

"You'll be in a group by yourself."

"————" Frillie retorted, "You're a monk, why do you need a female companion?"

"Monks enjoy dancing too!"

Zain struggled.

"Are you trying to become a 'broken monk'?" Shutark retorted mercilessly.

"Is it really okay for a monk to act like this?!"

Frillie silently added insult to injury, "I really suspect it's Bishop Haita's fault. What has he been teaching his juniors? It's a real headache—" Amidst countless complaints, Zain was forced to accept the arrangement.

The butler, Gabel, becomes the etiquette teacher for several people.

Social dinners are important occasions for showcasing status, and etiquette is of paramount importance. Proper aristocratic etiquette can be persuasive.

[Gabel] demonstrated and explained everything in detail, from how to address people, receive gifts, and even how to drink tea and take a seat.

Shane and Frilian sat on the sofa the whole time, eating desserts and drinking tea, watching the remaining three people practice hard.

After dropping the small porcelain spoon twice, [Gabel] mercilessly smacked the back of his hand.

Shutark couldn't help but complain.

"Why are only the three of us practicing, while the other two are slacking off!"

Xia En changed the direction of his crossed legs.

"Because I am the honored guest of the entire banquet, the main character of this banquet, I naturally do not need to practice these etiquettes, I only need to know them."

Shutark was speechless. He stiffened his neck and pointed to the side, "What about Frillian?"

Frillie, whose name was called, didn't even look up, continuing to drink her tea and flip through the magic book in her hand.

"Because I'm his companion, all I need to do is hold his hand, so it's enough for me to just 'know'."

Shutark was completely speechless.

"Then why should I, a single monk, learn these things!" Zain couldn't help but complain, even while being single.

The words "monk" and "spirit" were emphasized.

His tone was full of resentment.

Shane was honest, "Because I didn't want Philon to be at the bottom."

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"So I'm just a sparring partner!"

Despite the complaints, everyone gritted their teeth and started practicing.

Xia En looked at Philon, who was earnestly learning the etiquette of drinking tea.

The little girl imitated the maid's movements meticulously, sitting upright and composed, truly like a real young lady.

In addition to etiquette classes, the group also needed to take general education courses and dance classes.

Needless to say, the general education courses mainly consist of some common knowledge about the Northern Kingdoms and the relevant history of the Alden and Guranat families.

Knowing these things will prevent you from making a fool of yourself during conversations.

Memorizing is always a form of torture.

Shutark and Zain get their hands slapped all day long. Others get a sore throat from carrying someone all day, but their hands hurt from carrying someone all day.

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Philon, an outstanding student, remains as outstanding as ever.

For her, who had memorized the ancient Elven language, this level of knowledge was practically a "bonus course."

Of course, this situation was completely reversed in dance class.

Previously depressed, Shutark redeemed himself and became the student who made the most progress in class.

The boy practiced dancing with [Gabel] and mastered it on the first try.

His movements were light and agile, combining the rise and fall, tilt and sway of his body to drive the dance steps, making the dance steps rise and fall continuously, and the dance posture was gorgeous and elegant. After several practice sessions, his movements were already considered standard, which made the picky [Gabel] nod repeatedly.

Zain was similar; he began to grasp the essence on the second day.

In contrast, Philon did not perform as well.

The little girl kept her eyes fixed on her feet the whole time, taking one step, two steps, one step, two steps— Xia En could even hear her silently reciting the dance steps.

It's just like when I was practicing reversing into a parking space in my past life, chanting incantations. I didn't have any technical skills; I just relied on the formula to get through.

Frillie, who was eating dessert beside her, couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of a warrior, his agility and positioning are truly formidable."

Shane nodded.

"After all, mages have always preferred to stand still."

Time flies by.

half a month later.

The scene at the ball.

The magnificent hall was filled with people of all kinds.

Melodious music flowed from the musicians' hands, filling the entire banquet hall.

The ladies, holding feather fans, gathered in small groups, elegantly discussing topics of interest to them. The men, dressed in fine clothes, greeted each other, their faces showing either worry or anticipation.

Xia En and the others waited in a room on one side of the banquet hall.

They could even smell the aroma of wine and desserts through the slightly ajar door.

Then, a series of "ding-dong" sounds, like porcelain spoons tapping on cups, came from inside the venue.

Lord Alden led the way.

Frilian, arm in arm with Shane, Philon, arm in arm with Shutark, and finally Zain, the group slowly entered the banquet hall through the opened doors.

All eyes turned to them.

Lord Alden stood in the center of the banquet hall and solemnly introduced Shane's identity to everyone.

The words "Granat family" instantly sparked whispers among the crowd.

As soon as Xia En sat down, people came up to chat with him.

Lord Alden remained by Shane and Frilian's side, humbly and respectfully shielding Shane from both well-intentioned and probing inquiries, subtly demonstrating the close relationship and friendship between the two families.

Xia En watched as the lord handled the situation with ease.

I am deeply moved.

He can kill enemies on the battlefield and mediate in social situations; he truly deserves to be the lord of a city.

Meanwhile, Philon and Shutark mingled in the social circles of young people.

With the butler [Gabel] and Zain by their side, the two seemed a little nervous, but they handled it quite well.

The entire banquet proceeded in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

Sudden.

A middle-aged man wearing a huge top hat stood in front of Xia En and spoke to him in a slightly high-pitched voice.

"I'm an armor merchant who deals with several fortified cities year-round. As far as I know, Count Granat's son died in battle over a decade ago, and the couple had no children. Mr. Shane, are you truly a representative of the Granat family?"

"Or is the ruby necklace around your neck just a fake, a lie used to win people over?"

The man in the top hat spoke.

The entire banquet hall was silent.

Shutark and Philen, who were talking to someone, also stopped. The two wanted to come over to Shane, but Zain immediately stopped them and gently shook his head.