Chapter 402 Chapter 196 The Girl in the Scarlet Evening Gown
Twilight cast a red glow at the edge of the sky. Igret greeted many who recognized him in his surroundings, but he had no intention of lingering, walking with hurried steps.
A full day had passed since his battle with Douglas, and the attitude of the servants and collateral relatives in the family had naturally shifted from contempt to respect… many even used titles like “young patriarch.”
“Young patriarch?”
Igret shook his head and smiled, then cast it aside.
As Igret had said before, he had no interest in the affairs of the Landislofen family… at most, he would deal with them out of consideration for his father and Shiel.
His hurried walk this time was naturally to find Verafia, whom he had neglected for the entire day due to this matter he didn’t care about.
Originally, Igret was still thinking about how to apologize to the little phoenix, but he couldn’t find the girl.
Fortunately, Verafia hadn’t gone to play in the outer city. After inquiring with the maids and guards, Igret easily found her location.
“She said she was going to dress up Fran… this young lady seems truly bored.”
With his palm supporting his forehead, Igret thought of the girl’s reason, and a smile couldn’t help but appear on his face.
However, speaking of which, for a vampire princess like Fran, who was as cute as a delicate doll, with that young lady’s personality, it wouldn’t be out of the ordinary for her to enjoy playing dress-up with her, right?
When they were in Rubiel City, this Miss Phoenix seemed to treat little Fran like a doll and torment her… but one could tell that the girl really liked her “sister”?
Thinking so casually in his heart, a smile reappeared on his face. Igret stopped at the door of the room, but didn’t push it open directly; instead, he knocked lightly.
“Miss Vera, are you and Fran there?”
It was as if the girl had suddenly jumped to the ground, her slender heels making a slightly hurried but pleasant sound on the floor, like the playing of piano keys.
Immediately after, the door was pushed open forcefully.
What appeared before Igret was not the girl he had expected, but a silver-haired girl in a black and red exquisitely ruffled evening gown, whose height didn’t even reach his chest.
“Fran?”
Igret’s eyes lit up, and he praised, “This dress suits you very well.”
“Ah… is it?”
Fran’s small, white hands still touched her silver-white hair somewhat unnaturally. She raised her ruby-red eyes forcefully, “From your human perspective… does it look good?”
Igret nodded, his gaze returning to the girl’s petite body.
The dress on the silver-haired girl’s delicate body was adorned with gorgeous bright red fabric, but its overall color leaned more towards the dimness of the dark night…
However, this did not diminish her temperament and image in the slightest. Instead, under her silver long hair, Fran’s delicately painted and adorned face was highlighted with a cool, flawless beauty.
It was as if she were a frost-pure, flawless silver moon in the vast night sky.
Igret thought of this metaphor and couldn’t help but reach out and touch the girl’s silver-white little head, a smile appearing on his face again, “En, if I didn’t know Fran, and it were someone else, they would probably mistake Fran for a little princess of royalty.”
En… but speaking of which, this silver-haired vampire princess’s identity seems to be the daughter of Oran, who has “Ancestral Primeval Blood.” From the perspective of the blood race, wouldn’t she be their little princess?
“But… where is the young lady?”
Igret looked around, not seeing Verafia, and asked.
“You’re asking about Elder Sister? Umm, she’s still busy…”
Fran said with her bright red, big eyes. However, the girl then recalled that she had been out for a long time and looked up again with her snow-white little face to correct herself, “But, if I calculate the time, Elder Sister should be almost done. I’ll take you to find her!”
What, this Miss Phoenix was also bored enough to dress up?
Igret was quite surprised, but Fran didn’t give him much chance to ask. The crisp sound of “dada” appeared on the floor.
“This is it, Elder Sister is inside.”
The silver-haired vampire princess turned her pretty face slightly, then pushed the door gently with her small hand.
Igret’s gaze couldn’t help but rise with the opening of the door. The boy’s breath suddenly caught. Through the tall windows, the soft golden, thin afterglow of the setting sun was freely scattered, and a beautiful figure was bathed in it.
The golden-haired girl sat quietly in front of a life-sized silver mirror with golden decorations. Her soft, silk-like hair was adorned with sparkling and expensive gem hair ornaments, and the maids were weaving the last strands of her hairstyle with silk ribbons; the scarlet evening gown was layered with several folds of gorgeous lace and thin gauze, appearing extremely intricate and luxurious, yet it was even more perfectly and flawlessly set off by her artwork-like delicate and flawless delicate body.
“Miss Verafia, you’re ready.”
As Fran also pushed open the door and Igret’s gaze paused in the doorway, the maid weaving her hair ornaments gently wiped the sweat from her forehead and said softly.
The girl seemed to have been waiting impatiently. Under the gorgeous scarlet silk dress, her snow-white, slender, and flawless legs, clad in exquisite high heels, landed on the floor with a thud.
“Eh, Igret?!”
A slightly surprised, clear voice sounded in the air. The girl turned her face, which was so perfect it could almost suffocate the gods, and her beautiful, golden-moon-like, luxurious golden eyes widened in surprise under her long eyelashes.
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The twilight of dusk, as night approached, became increasingly soft and beautiful. However, all of this combined could not compare to a single thread of color from the girl in his sight.
There were no idle crowds on the road, and even the sound of the wind was quiet at this moment, so much so that the crisp sound of the girl’s delicate and small jade lotus feet in high heels playing like music reached his ears.
Igret took a deep breath, but it was as if even the air was permeated with the girl’s intoxicating rose fragrance.
There was only him and Verafia here… as for the silver-haired vampire princess Fran, she didn’t seem to want to be a third wheel, so she found an excuse and slipped away.
Of course, it was precisely because of this that Igret felt a sense of pressure in his heart… making the girl’s flawless and stunningly beautiful face appear even more so, and this feeling became even more pronounced.
Even without makeup, Verafia’s appearance was considered heavenly by everyone. Igret had also imagined how astonishing she would be if the girl simply dressed up.
However, when it truly appeared before him, Igret realized how meager his previous imagined words were…
This face that even the gods would envy… this is the only phrase that could express the words in his heart.
Igret understood the reason for the pressure he felt in his heart: such a perfect, noble, and magnificent girl, what qualifications did he, himself, have to be by her side?
“Umm, Igret, what are you thinking about!”
The girl’s crisp, pleasant voice awakened Igret from his reverie.
The boy quickly looked up. What fell into his eyes was the girl’s flawless, jade-white delicate face. A pair of scorching golden, beautiful eyes blinked under long eyelashes, revealing a hint of curiosity.
“Ah, Young Lady, I…”
Igret’s gaze was somewhat evasive, unsure where to put it.
“Pfft.”
Seeing the boy’s appearance, Verafia couldn’t help but let out a clear, bell-like laugh and extended her slender, delicate hand, covered by pure white silk long gloves with noble red trim, into the boy’s palm.
