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"Although my cooking skills are not very good, I think my tea skills are passable. I hope you two can finish it, otherwise..."
"I hope to take over the kitchen and reflect on things carefully."
Almost instantly, the two who were still staring at each other turned around as if their hair had been blown off, sat down obediently, and sipped their black tea.
Jiang Kehan actually quite likes the tea brewed by Nova; Nova's skills are not just passable, but those of a true master.
As for why it got all puffed up?
Jiang Kehan recalled with shame how she had flipped through Nova's culinary archives out of curiosity, where it was clearly written.
The opponent's first cooking attempt wiped out half of their territory, with a power comparable to a witch's nuclear bomb. Even the Great Witch would be crippled if she touched it; it was terrifying!
However, Angela's triggers are different; when she gets angry during her daily experiments, she's much more intense than this.
She was just distressed about her wallet. As a palace that was a replica of Fanxi Palace, even Dawei had to be very careful with the construction materials to squeeze them out.
Ugh.
The two exchanged a sigh, looked at each other with the same expression, and then chuckled softly.
Only Nova, with her brows furrowed in disapproval, seemed to want to give them a good whack.
Chapter 483 Ever-Changing
The next day, early in the morning.
While Jiang Kehan was still deep in her dreams yesterday, she got up early and put on her somewhat complicated ballroom-style official uniform.
Her pure white, elegant tailcoat accentuated her cool and aloof demeanor, while a strand of hair broke free from the ponytail and curled slightly in front of her face, giving her a rather heroic air.
This perfectly matches Jiang Kehan's imagination of a civil servant!
To complete the look, Jiang Kehan even wore high-heeled boots for the first time in a long time, making her appear taller than short.
However, these boots are only suitable for wearing at balls. While they are specially made and purely decorative, they won't hinder you in battle.
However, when the opponent is fully equipped, simply not dragging them down is not enough.
It's a bit of a shame that the witch's research on equipment emphasizes absolute practicality, and flat boots can withstand the most bonuses.
Jiang Kehan could never escape the curse of being called a dwarf.
But looking at it from another angle, didn't she also save Fran?
Jiang Kehan casually joked about herself, then became more serious, recalling Angelie's instructions and Nova's teachings from yesterday, before pushing open the door to greet the morning light that streamed down the corridor.
The ball, a grand affair of the British Empire, often didn't involve dancing at all; instead, it consisted of "friendly" duels between the various lords.
Moreover, unlike normal duels, they have many requirements: while stopping short of a direct confrontation, one must also be elegant.
After all, a noble ball is a platform for social interaction, not a place for fierce competition.
If a fight breaks out and damages the relationship and future transactions, it will make things difficult.
However, this duel is also one of the best opportunities to prove oneself, and many fledgling witches have become famous in duels.
In particular, the current Great Sherlock Mikfan is a famous duelist.
Since her debut, she has easily crushed her opponents in every noble duel by relying only on simple swordsmanship and a few buffs.
It lacks grand spells and dazzling light pollution, but the power it contains and the dance-like combat are enough to captivate many witches.
Therefore, since Sherlock Mikkelsen achieved greatness, simplicity has also become an important criterion in aristocratic duels.
Playing beautifully is far more important than simply winning or losing.
Coincidentally, the person who started this ball was not Angelette, but Sherlock Mikkelsen, who had just returned from the battlefield.
Countless nobles came for her, and only those at the half-step end were qualified to sit in the core position and drink with her.
This also means that Jiang Kehan can easily find a worthy opponent and then rely on noble duels to become famous overnight.
In a way, this was also her debut stage.
Inevitably, Jiang Kehan was a little nervous.
She has her own understanding of what constitutes a beautiful shot, but she doesn't know the specific effects.
As for whether you can win?
Ah.
Jiang Kehan grasped the turned-out collar of her clothes, gave it a slight shake, then put the question out of her mind and casually strode forward.
The fact that she lost was what would surprise her.
The familiar hall was now occupied by a somewhat elegant witch, her hands in her pockets, her gaze indifferent, a departure from her usual haughty demeanor.
The witch named Angeli seemed to be able to change her appearance in countless ways, displaying a humility that made Jiang Kehan almost subconsciously doubt whether she had mistaken her for someone else.
It was as if the person before him was not the infamous tyrant, but a rather ordinary gentleman, pondering what kind of scenery he would enjoy next.
Upon seeing Jiang Kehan approach, Angela came to her senses slightly, then admired the other woman's beauty before nodding.
"To be honest, it looks even better than I expected."
“My dear Miss Affairs Officer.”
Jiang Kehan's outfit was still designed by Angela Terri herself, but since she has always been rebellious and bold, she did not follow Jiang Kehan's original gentleness, but instead focused on a more striking heroic spirit.
As it turns out, her judgment was still outstanding.
Jiang Kehan handled the pose very well, the only flaw being that the other person liked to smile, which made her seem a little too modest.
However, it was nothing serious, Angela shrugged and then spoke to Nova.
"Please stay home, oh, by the way..."
"If there are any guests in the next few days, you can just give her the address of the ball. Sherlock Mikfan won't mind if guests arrive unexpectedly."
Nova bowed and nodded, then withdrew alone.
Jiang Kehan asked with some curiosity, "Isn't Miss Nova coming with us?"
“No, it’s just you and me this time,” Angela said. “Besides, Nova doesn’t really like going out.”
"She's actually much lazier than you think, and as a heartless puppet..."
Angela stroked her chin before speaking with some emotion.
"I can't even tell if Nova genuinely enjoys cooking or if it's just a hobby she's deliberately showing off."
Jiang Kehan lowered her eyes slightly and suddenly asked.
"Could she possibly have a heart?"
Angela answered Jiang Kehan's question with such decisiveness, coldness, and regret.
"Absolutely not, Kehan."
"You may underestimate the rigor of witches, but the experiments we conducted on the dolls included future possibilities."
"Even Little Lilith could only regretfully say that a doll will always be a doll, and will never have a heart."
Little Lilith can continuously iterate on herself, and even cause other things to iterate together. Her conclusion basically puts a final stop on whether dolls are biological beings or objects.
Jiang Kehan sighed softly and looked back at the place where Nova had left.
"I quite like Nova, and it would be nice if we could become friends."
Angela shrugged, her gaze falling on the spot where Nova had left, and said softly.
"Although it may sound like I'm trying to comfort you, who says that without a heart, one cannot create words that are uniquely one's own and sufficient to express friendship?"
"Dolls are not idiots; they are more like flawless angels who will stay on the earth as the dust gradually gathers around them and attaches to their wings."
"Therefore, every doll is a unique existence in my eyes, even if they are inanimate objects."
Jiang Kehan looked at the witch, the original creator of dolls in this world, and who had the deepest understanding of dolls, and fell into deep thought.
Then, he nodded with some relief and chuckled softly.
"Nanova may be the only doll in the world that represents the devil."
"After all... no matter how you look at it, she's a bad girl."
These were the last words the two left before they departed, and Nova, gazing at this place through the window, pondered this answer in her heart, feeling a rare sense of "joy".
A devil?
That's quite a naive and beautiful description, Miss Kehan.
She turned around, closed her eyes, and, bathed in sunlight and time, fell into a deep sleep, waiting for the next awakening.
This time, however, there seemed to be a slight smile on her lips. Today, she had developed another somewhat inconspicuous habit.
Chapter 484 Is it in a hurry?
Beyond the dazzling starry cliffs, gazing at the River of Extinction, which resembles mercury, it appears somewhat ferocious and exceptionally heavy.
Thus, time and space shattered, and consciousness became unable to extricate itself, unknowingly arriving in Sherlock Mikkelsen's territory—the Lonely City.
Four silver chains pierced through the not-so-grand, pitch-black castle, like a brutal demon being judged; within their coldness lay a power far more intense than lava.
It seems that only in this way is it willing to stay here and peacefully observe those who come and go.
So aloof, so...
Jiang Kehan raised her head slightly, involuntarily narrowing her eyes, and gripped the staff she used for the duel.
She couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.
"It seems that Sherlock Mikkelsen is also a great man with a very strong personality."
"Is it individualistic?"
Angela, who was in front of her, followed Jiang Kehan's gaze, shrugged casually, and continued forward.
"She doesn't really fit the stereotype of personality; she's the epitome of a classic gentleman."
"He cares about honor, loves fighting and expansion, and is even a bit stubborn and obsessive."
"However, you will come to like her."
With that enigmatic smile, Angela and Jiang Kehan stepped onto the silver chains and headed towards the castle gate.
The surroundings were unusually quiet, though occasionally a dragon kept by Sherlock Mikvan would fly by, creating an unexpectedly harmonious scene, from Hell's perspective.