Super Seminary: Card Drawing and Power Up System

The view returned to the banquet where all the nobles gathered, led by the angel Yunmeng. Fengye, dressed as Kaisha, looked at the angel nobles coming and going with a professional fake smile on his face. Angel Yunmeng introduced the angel nobles who came here to Fengye one by one. In his heart, he scored the angel nobles who introduced themselves one by one:

Well, this one is OK, this one is not bad either. That one is a bit shabby. But it's still OK.

After introducing the angel nobles, Feng Ye looked towards the magnificent palace:

"here……"

"Miss, why are you here? You should know that this is a masked ball specially organized by the Angel King."

A surprised male voice came from behind. Fengye turned around and saw a male angel with short silver hair and modest clothes. He looked at himself with an uncertain expression. He couldn't find an adjective to describe this angel in his mind, but he saw the iconic short silver hair:

"You are?"

"Oh, I'm sorry for being so abrupt. I'm He Xuan. The current right wing is my father."

Seeing Fengye's confusion, Hexuan suddenly remembered that he had not introduced himself yet, and added awkwardly.

Fengye heard Hexuan's proud expression and nodded meaningfully:

"Yes, I see. The second generation who is showing off by using his father's name."

"What did you say?"

Fengye's words made Hexuan's arm veins pop. If Fengye hadn't used Kesha's appearance at that time, Hexuan would probably use physical attacks on Fengye. The outcome of the attack still needs no further explanation. It must be that Hexuan was defeated by Fengye and won over by virtue.

Feng Ye looked at the blue veins on He Xuan's arm. At the moment of mockery, a familiar male voice came from the other side:

"Little beauty, you can't run away now."

Hua Ye, who was fully armed and looked like a human, walked up to Feng Ye with ten guards in a high-handed manner. Feng Ye looked at Hua Ye with an arrogant expression and thought of a very interesting new idea. He looked at Hua Ye with a trembling voice:

"What...what do you want to do to me?"

"Of course I want you to be my heir... No, I want you to be my princess."

Hua Ye, who was about to say "wife of the chieftain", saw the angels around him. In order to inherit the throne smoothly, he changed his words before they even came out of his mouth.

Feng Ye thought to himself about Hua Ye's arrogance:

I hope you can maintain this rare arrogance after the party begins.

Hua Ye obviously didn't expect that the Kesha in front of him was transformed by Feng Ye using the Fool Mask. The real Kesha is probably still raising flowers and playing with birds in the mansion.

He Xuan saw Hua Ye coming and bowed respectfully:

"Prince Huaye."

"You are very good. This prince hopes that you can become my right-hand man and make brilliant contributions to the future of angel civilization."

Hua Ye simply dealt with He Xuan and walked into the hall without looking back. He Xuan also understood Feng Ye's role at this time through Hua Ye's attitude towards Feng Ye:

"No wonder this lady looks so familiar. She is the popular figure recently. The daughter of Duke Caesar, Miss Kaisha."

"No, I can't stand your title. You are a famous right-wing young master, how dare I be compared with you."

Angel Yunmeng watched as he used sharp words and various tricks to fool Hexuan, who was as witty as a dog. Seeing Fengye making trouble outside with Kesha's appearance, she immediately understood the purpose of the task given to her by the Duke. She reminded him:

"Ms. Keisha, it's getting late. Let's go in quickly."

This sentence is apparently a reminder to Fengye that it is time to leave, but the subtext is that Mr. Fengye should leave now. How can he face people after bullying Miss Kesha like this?

Fengye didn't have so many concerns. He thought that he looked like Kaisha now, so he just let himself go. He pitifully asked the angel Yunmeng if his cheap father was here.

"Is father in there too?"

Yunmeng responded as expected:

"Yes, the masquerade is the most exclusive ball for the nobles. The older generation of angels, who are the visible and powerful members of the angel race, will also attend. However, they will not appear on the empty stage. They will only stay in the depths of the hall and watch the performance of the younger generation."

Listening to the explanation of Angel Yunmeng, Fengye felt the words "Dance Party" on the hall. He complained in his heart:

I thought my handwriting was ugly enough, but I didn't expect that in this era, there are angels whose handwriting is even uglier than mine. Who the hell is this general?

Angel Hexuan looked at the maple leaves outside the hall, and his mood became better:

"Miss Kaisha, are you afraid to step into the palace because of Prince Huaye's power?"

"That's not the case. I'm just a little confused. The Angel Civilization is now at a critical stage of external expansion. Why do you want to take advantage of this time to start an unnecessary dance? Or why did your father send you instead of someone else?"

Feng Ye looked at He Xuan, who was in a good mood, with an air of control over everything. He Xuan had a bad feeling in his heart. According to his intuition, He Xuan was deeply suspicious of whether the person in front of him was Miss Kesha.

Feng Ye noticed He Xuan's suspicion, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, this meeting with He Xuan was just an appetizer, and his real goal was to find the Jiyuan sect members hiding in the dance party.

After sinking Hexuan's CPU, Fengye followed the angel Yunmeng's lead and stepped into the hall. After entering the hall, the angel nobles around him just watched coldly. They didn't get too close. In their opinion, this was a poor lamb that Prince Huaye was eyeing. And it was the kind that was about to be eaten dry.

Hua Ye, who was far away in the center of the stage, saw Feng Ye, led by the angel Yun Meng, step into the ball and summon his top general, Su Mali:

"Sumali, I have a task for you. Invite that girl here for me."

Su Mali, who had just joined the group, nodded when she saw the target Hua Ye pointed out. She made a promise in a serious tone:

"Don't worry, Prince Huaye. If you want, I can tie her to your bed even if I have to."

All the nobles present at the banquet heard Su Mali's promise to Hua Ye. They couldn't help but feel contempt in their hearts:

It's been hundreds of years since I last saw a girl. I'm so hungry. It's enough that you have this intention. Everyone here knows it, but you said it so openly. The father of the person involved is still here. How brave are you? Aren't you afraid that his father will beat you?

Sumali's high-spirited voice made even the younger generation of rulers in the deep rooms of the hall speechless. The color on Caesar's face could be described as black as the bottom of a pot.

Sumali's words made even the old Angel King sitting in the main seat cough tactically to change the awkward topic.