Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

Blinking his eyes, he realized that he was not mistaken...

Ianna restrained her surprise and stepped forward, only to find that the two of them stopped talking at the same time, and nodded solemnly to her.

At this moment, Ianna had an illusion in a trance: that is, the two of them are a group, and she is just an outsider!

"What are you talking about, so happy?" she asked with a smile.

Joyce said perfunctorily, "It's nothing, just talk about it. Your Excellency Major General is very knowledgeable and worth learning from."

Ianna turned her gaze to Bright again, who nodded invisibly.

She no longer asked, but raised her hand to invite:

"The dance is about to start, are you ready for the opening dance?"

Joyce put down the wine glass and took Ianna's weak and boneless hand:

"This is exactly what I expected."

The melodious music sounded, and the men and women walked off the dance floor and stretched their bodies to the fullest.

The beginning of the music was relaxed and soothing, but Joyce was a little familiar with it. He thought, wouldn't this be a song modified by Roselle?

"Your dancing is as graceful as your people." He said after putting aside his boring thoughts.

Ianna put her arms around Joyce's shoulders, the two of them got closer and closer, her breath could blow onto Joyce's face, making the latter experience what it means to breathe out like a blue:

"Behind the elegance lies a passionate heart, do you want to know more about it?"

Come on, it's so direct! I'm not ready yet...

Joyce asked earnestly, "When will I get this opportunity?"

Ianna chuckled twice, her expression becoming more charming:

"Soon, because I'm more and more interested in you."

Suddenly, she changed her words: "I heard about the assassination, you are very lucky."

I have already chatted with Bright about this issue... Joyce said confidently: "Lucky results are often attributed to strength, what do you think?"

"So, I survived, but Major Diego died."

Ianna gave him a deep look: "You're right, strength is the most important thing."

As the song enters the middle section, it becomes more and more high, as if the waves are beating against the reef, releasing a continuous passion.

Joyce released his left hand, and Ianna skillfully turned sideways several times before returning to the former's arms.

She continued: "When I was a child, I heard a fable of Emperor Roselle."

"One day, the emperor went out in a car and found a praying mantis in the middle of the road, raising its forelimbs to try to stop the carriage."

"For mosquitoes, the strength of the mantis is strong enough, but as long as the carriage is lightly run over, it will be completely buried in the dust."

Joyce immediately continued, "Unless..."

"There is a reason why the carriage has to turn."

Ianna pondered for two seconds, and Zhanyan agreed: "It makes sense."

"When I chatted for the first time at the dinner last week, I thought you were very good. Now I am more and more sure of my judgment. You are a real smart person."

"Thank you for your compliment." Joyce said modestly:

"That's because I've been looking forward to seeing you again, and I've made a lot of preparations for it."

Afterwards, he seemed to remember something and asked, "There's something I've always been curious about..."

"At last week's banquet, we had a good chat, but you left the banquet in a hurry. Is there something urgent?"

In the end, he said apologetically, "Forgive my attention to you, it's really because your temperament is very unique."

Ianna smiled and said, "It seems that I am also a lucky person to be favored by Mr. Baron."

"I felt a little uncomfortable that night, so I came to leave early."

Joyce asked with concern, "Is it better now?"

"Much better," Ianna said.

At the end of the song, the movements of the two became slower and slower, and finally ended the opening dance with an elegant posture.

There was warm applause at the ball, Joyce held Ianna, put his hand on his chest, and gave a gentlemanly salute.

Then, he found Brett's gaze in the crowd, and said without making a sound:

"Thank you for the pointer."

"Do you want to dance again?" Ianna asked.

Joyce politely refused: "Although I really want to continue, I don't think I should occupy you for too long, otherwise, the other male guests present will melt me ​​with their eyes."

"For example, Major General Bright over there."

Ianna was stunned when she heard the words, turned back to see Bright's stern expression, and said with a smile:

"Mr. General is always so serious, it seems that you don't plan to invite me to dance the second dance?"

Joyce let go of her hand: "This is respect for you."

Ianna nodded and said, "Okay, let's talk in detail after the three opening dances are over."

Joyce readily agreed, turned to leave, deliberately passed by Bright, and said softly:

"The woman gave it back to you."

The believer of the Lord of Storms, His Excellency Major General Bright, how could he bear such grievances?

With a "click", the wine glass in his hand shattered, but Joyce walked away without looking back.

"What's the matter?" Ianna just approached and asked. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Bright called the waiter to clean up the broken glass, and said with a blank expression, "It's nothing."

Ianna was accustomed to it and didn't ask any further questions, she just advised:

"No matter what Joyce says to you, don't care. He is deliberately provoking you to make you continue to make mistakes. Don't be fooled."

The two turned their eyes to Joyce, and saw that he was having a good time with several beautiful young ladies, acting like a playboy.

Ianna continued: "He knows a lot of secrets, and even understands the personalities of both of us. He came prepared at first sight."

"What on earth does he want to do?" Brett asked fiercely.

The music sounded again, and Ianna pulled him into the dance floor:

"I haven't made a statement yet, but he is very confident, and he doesn't want to turn against us. He must have other plans."

Bright said impatiently, "If you want me to see it, I'll just torture it. If I don't believe it, he won't hand over the list."

Ianna sighed: "Don't forget the results of the divination, the list is still floating on the sea, even if you kill Joyce, what will you do, it will only anger the people behind him and cause the fish to die and the net to break."

Bright snorted coldly, suppressing his anger:

"Then what should we do? Do we expect him to take the initiative to hand over the list?"

Ianna smiled inexplicably: "You're right."

"However, it's not that we asked Joyce to hand over the list, but what did he want in exchange for the list?"

If he had a sense of justice like William, he wouldn't have come to tonight's dance... Ianna thought in her mind, she turned around lightly, just to meet Joyce's gaze.

He raised his glass and she responded with a smile.