Chapter 88 Banquet

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  Evening

  In the castle where representatives of each country were staying, the opening ceremony of the Spirit Sword Dance Festival began.

  In the grand hall of the city mansion, many guests had already gathered and were chatting and laughing.

  In the grand hall where a large number of crystal chandeliers were installed, elegant music began to play.

  On the long table in the center, a delicate tablecloth was spread out, and on it were placed extremely luxurious dishes and fruits.

  This opening ceremony was attended by not only the spirit messengers representing each country but also the noble princes and nobles of various countries.

  Although Akane had prepared an evening dress for Yakumo Moku, he didn't wear it.

  Still a black Taoist robe embroidered with mountains, rivers, grass, trees, flowers, birds, insects and fish, although it looks a bit strange, but not much different from formal wear.

  It also doesn't give people a sense of discourtesy, as if it should have been this way from the start.

  Tomorrow's people have not arrived yet, and the person who is waiting beside Yakumo Mukuro is surprisingly Est.

  Akane's contract spirit.

  Baiyun Mo lowered his gaze, holding a tray of food in his hands.

  "Ai Si Te, what would you like to eat?"

  Although spirits don't need to eat, the highest-ranking humanoid spirits have habits that are somewhat similar to those of humans.

  。

  As for Hachiguma Moku, this indulgent and hedonistic pseudo-spirit is even more unspeakable.

  "I want to eat fish this time."

  The sword spirit girl raised her head, and her dark blue eyes sparkled as she looked at Yayoi Sumi.

  After this period of getting along, Aisu no longer regarded Yakumo Suke as an enemy like he did at first.

  Perhaps because all contractors are related to Akane, Aester also has some affection for Yakumo Sumeragi.

  "Not picky about food is a good kid."

  Thinking of his own picky daughter Kudou, Yaichi smiled and picked up a piece of sashimi to gently place into Aister's slightly open mouth.

  Then, looking at Aisu's nibbling appearance, Yakumo Tsubasa couldn't help but raise his hand and place it on the holy sword little girl's head.

  Pat pat.

  Estelle, who had closed her eyes in comfort, looked lovely like a snow fairy.

  "Aster is really cute."

  Baiyun Mo couldn't help but say this sentence.

  Aster's small ears moved slightly.

  "Brother Hei Jian—"

  Ever since he saw Hachigen's Banki form as a black long sword, Aizen has been calling him that.

  "Huh?"

  "Please say it again."

  Stare

  Mysterious and beautiful indigo eyes stared tightly at Bachiroku.

  "Please say it again." The flat tone repeated once more.

  "Okay, Aister is cute..."

  The enemy couldn't withstand Aister's gaze, and Yagumo Taku said it again.

  Then, as Aester smiled in satisfaction, a dissatisfied voice came from beside her, Minadzuki.

  "Ah la, so Ana is starting to take an interest in little kids like Aisite?"

  Turning her head, a hint of surprise flashed in Bayun's ink-like eyes.

  A yellow off-the-shoulder evening gown perfectly accentuated Akiraka's curves, with lace long gloves of the same hue on her arms, rose-like decorations adorning her waist and hem, and a slit revealing her slender legs, which were not clad in stockings as usual, but instead wore ring-shaped lace leg ornaments, with anklets even tied around her ankles, paired with crystal high heels, showcasing Akiraka's charm to perfection.

  。

  "Tomorrow..."

  Yakumo Moku gently wrapped his arms around Akane's slender waist and whispered in her ear, "You're so beautiful!"

  "Hmm!"

  Although delighted in her heart, Akane's face turned white as she shot Hachirou a glance, then immediately pulled Aester to the side and whispered something.

  With Asuna's arrival, other members of the Knights of the Blood also started to appear one after another.

  Whether it's Claire, Lindsay or Alice, they all look more beautiful than usual under the evening dress.

  "Dad——"

  It felt like someone was tugging on his sleeve, and Ba Yun Mo lowered his head to look down.

  Kanoei changed into a specially tailored white evening gown and stood there like an elf in the snow.

  Although there's nothing special about her figure, pairing it with Yui's cute face will only make some people who have a particular interest even more unable to hold back.

  "Does this outfit look good?"

  Kotomi with a red face asked somewhat shyly.

  Crouching down, he brought his line of sight level with the hem of her clothes. Hachiroume then stroked his daughter's head, just as he had done to Aester earlier.

  "She looks great! When she grows up, she'll definitely be as beautiful as her mom!"

  But can Kudou, who has already become a Shinto deity, still grow up?

  Ba Yun Mo muttered to himself in his heart.

  "Really?!"

  The little girl's face lit up and she happily kissed Yakumo Satsuki on the cheek before running off to Akane's side with a giggle.

  "Your Majesty, we meet again."

  Turning around, it was a beautiful short-haired girl.

  "Are you..." A hint of puzzlement flashed across Bachiko's eyes, and then she reacted, "You're the dragon spirit user from the ship?"

  The girl in front of her was none other than Reola Lancaster, the captain of the Dragon Emperor Knights and a formidable opponent at this year's Spirit Sword Dance Festival.

  She looked quite different from her previous image in a light purple evening gown, so much so that Bā Yún Mò didn't recognize her at first.

  "It seems that Your Honor's impression of me is not very deep."

  As for Yakumo's reaction, Reira didn't get angry and continued speaking in her usual confident tone.

  "But I believe that after this Sword Dance Festival, Onikiri will always remember me"

  。”

  Baiyun Mo nodded, but didn't have much of a reaction. The girl was beautiful, but he just wasn't interested.

  The beautiful girl, he has seen many of them.

  "I haven't fought against the Dragon Spirit yet—"

  He stood up and took a plate of sashimi from a passing waiter.

  "I'm really looking forward to our battle."

  "I won't let you down!"

  Leora smiled and nodded, then turned around and left.

  Reola left for a short while, and the noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

  Crack——

  The sound of high heels striking the ground echoed out.

  Rubia entered the scene like a queen ruling over the dark night in her black evening gown.

  She still wore a blood-red mask, and in an instant, she attracted the attention of everyone at the scene.

  "It's Lien Ashubble!"

  Cries of surprise rose up from those around him.

  On the other side, a man in a white suit stared at Rubia as she entered, frowning and gazing intently at her figure.

  Is that another fake Lien Ashubble? Who is she anyway?

  For someone who is pretending to be his three-year-old self, Shen has too many doubts in his mind.

  Who is she and what's her relationship with Rastia?

  She - why pretend to be herself?

  Ignoring the gazes of the surrounding crowd with various meanings, Rubia walked straight up to the god and stretched out her right hand.

  "Are you the Wind God?"

  He secretly swallowed his saliva and felt that the gaze of the people around him had become unfriendly, so he somewhat awkwardly grasped Ruby's outstretched hand.

  "Nice to meet you, Lien Ashubble."

  When he said that name, the god felt an inexplicable sense of eeriness.

  It's obvious that you are the real Lelouch vi Britannia.

  Then, under Hachiguma's amused and others' disbelieving gazes, Rubia sent out an invitation to dance to the Godly Man.

  "It's interesting..."

  One hand holding a plate of sashimi, the other hand holding a fork, occasionally taking a bite, Hachiyume Moku leaned against the marble wall and smiled softly.

  。

  "True or False, Strongest Sword Dance Girl, what will you do in the end - Fūsō no Kami?"

  The dance music stopped due to Ruby's entrance starts again.

  The gods and Rubia began to dance in the arena.

  After calling a waiter to take away the plate of sashimi that he had eaten clean, Yagumo Taku wiped his mouth with a silk handkerchief and walked over to Akane.

  "Tomorrow, shall we also go and dance a round?"

  Mei Mingya gently placed her hand, which was covered with a light yellow lace glove that wrapped around her entire forearm, on Bachiru's shoulder.

  "Alright!"

  Then, in addition to Rubia and Kamisama, there were also Yakumo Muko and Akane Minadzuki.

  If the dance of Kagami and Rubia was a sword dance filled with the atmosphere of clashing swords, then Akane and Yakumo's dance would be the most harmonious paired sword dance.

  Similarly sword-like dance, but gives people a completely different feeling.

  "Dad and Mom are so amazing..."

  Yui's hands were clenched into fists and placed on her flat chest, her beautiful eyes blinking as she gazed at Hachiroume and Asunaro in the dance pool.

  When Yagumo Mukuro and Ashita Nai finished their dance, Kami Hitoe and Rubia also arrived at the balcony outside the hall.

  There is no one there.

  Taking a glance at the figure and Rubia's silhouette behind the thin curtain, Yakumo Takeru led Ashitaka back to Claire and the others.

  "The main show tonight is about to begin."

  It seemed that in response to Yakumo's words, on the balcony, Rubia's palm lightly pressed against the chest of the unsuspecting Shinra, and then—

  The god-like man who had no resistance was pushed down by Rubia like this.

  "Well, I don't know if Feng Shenyin can withstand your Dark Tribulation Fire either."

  Darkness of the Cataclysm, or Darkness of the Brand, is the "seed" that Rubia implanted in Shinra's body to awaken his demonic powers.

  "I suppose he must be in a lot of pain."

  His keen sense of hearing allowed Hachigen Ushoda to faintly hear the anguished wails of the Divine Beasts coming from outside.

  Then he found out that Fiana seemed to have noticed something unusual and hurriedly ran out.

  Nothing happened after the reconciliation, and Yakumo Moku devoted himself to enjoying the evening party.

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