Slag attack classification system

Zhao Zhenhe didn't expect that a word he said casually would help him pass the selection. At this time, he was standing in the team that passed the selection, walking slowly towards the depths of the palace.

The white chocolate of the palace shell exudes a tempting sweetness, the roof is dotted with sky blue feathers, they step on the emerald silk floor, there is a huge French window, looking out from the French window - colorful dandelions outside Flying, elves are playing music on the grass, unicorns are dancing in the sky, and red flame birds are singing on the roof.

They were brought into the dining room, where the smell of freshly baked bread was filled with milk—"Why don't you eat first, and I'll take you to change into the evening dance attire later." The noble lady with pink curly hair winked at them Blinking his eyes, he walked away.

"Oh, my God, the honorable lady just said that we have a dance tonight...that means we can dance with Prince Downton?"

"Hallelujah! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and luckily I brought a beautiful pearl necklace!"

Zhao Zhenhe still couldn't get used to the accent of the residents here like a stage play. He tore off the black tea bag, put it into the teacup, and watched the tea bag slowly swell up and float up and down in the tea... This legendary Downton What is the charm of the prince that makes so many people fascinated by him?

Strawberry butter bread, grilled sausage, and dried cheese were served one after another. People ate happily and happily enjoyed the pre-prom dinner. After the meal, the elves floated over to take away the plates, and some of them looked at Zhao Zhenhe curiously.

'Alpha, look, this woman has no breasts! '

'You read it wrong, this is a man...'

'man? !He was chosen by the bearded butler? !Oh my gosh, my prince is going to dance with a man, my head is so dizzy...'

The elf with an exaggerated tone slowly drifted away. After eating, everyone waited at the table for a while, and the noble lady with pink curly hair appeared again and took them to the cubicle to change clothes.

There was a smell of milk and vanilla in the compartment, which slightly comforted people's hearts. Zhao Zhenhe picked up the clothes that had been prepared for him on the table, and unfolded them - the black skirt was hanging down, inlaid with small white flowers of lace, and there were also A unicorn.

Under the skirt is a pair of beautiful white high heels.

Zhao Zhenhe: "..."

[Hahahahahahaha, Zhao Zhenhe, you have today too. 】

The system gloated and leaned forward laughing.

Jo Jin-hak: (￣_￣)

Zhao Zhenhe opened the curtain of the cubicle, and asked the pink curly-haired noble lady, "Can I change into men's prom clothes?"

The pink curly-haired lady shook her head sympathetically at him, "I'm sorry, but the attire is stipulated, so that's the only way to go. By the way...We have prepared something for you in consideration of your special situation."

Zhao Zhenhe's eyes lit up with hope, until the pink curly-haired lady took out that thing - a black wig.

Zhao Zhenhe: "..."

【Hahahahahahahahaha, how could you be so unlucky, she gave you a wig, hahahahahaha】

The system almost laughed out of breath.

Zhao Zhenhe took over the wig and began to put on clothes resignedly. Zhao Choushi's body was slender but not big-boned, and the lady's clothes were not as tight as expected. Zhao Zhenhe bypassed the necklace on his back and found that he could still breathe.

His faint eyes shifted again, looking at the pair of high heels on the ground, his temples began to throb...

When darkness fell, the elves collected the falling colorful dandelions in mid-air. All the beautiful lights of the castle were turned on. Looking down from the sky, star-shaped tassel lights were hung on the walls of the castle, as if bathed in a sea of ​​stars. , the air is humid and comfortable.

An elegant waltz began to sound in the largest exhibition hall in the castle. The court pianist sat on a chair, raised his hand, took a deep breath, lowered his hand, and played beautiful tunes on the piano with his dexterous fingers. The saxophone, flute, and piccolo played together , the sound of music envelops the entire exhibition hall.

In the center of the exhibition hall is a beautiful dance floor, which presents a circular shape, sprinkled with colorful dandelions and petals collected by the elves, above the dance floor is a tassel diamond lamp, shining brightly——

In the very center of the dance floor stands a tall figure with a tall back. He is wearing a black suit and is extremely docile. He wears a golden mask on his face, which is as delicate as a work of art, and his own temperament is also noble. Like art, every move revealed the gentleman and elegance of the upper class. Although the golden mask covered his face, it couldn't cover his black and white pure eyes.

A pair of eyes shining like diamonds seemed to be able to see everything in this world clearly.

The aristocratic ladies walked into the dance floor led by the pink aristocratic lady, and the princes and young masters also stepped onto the dance floor one after another. There was chatter and laughter, and the champagne was filled with bubbles.

"Click" "Click"

Zhao Zhenhe was the last one to step into the exhibition hall. Accompanied by him, he felt uncomfortable all over his body. Who knows why he would wear high heels and a skirt to attend an absurd ball, but in the eyes of everyone, he looked like this——

Where is this noble lady from? !The black dress inlaid with white lace seemed to be tailor-made for this young lady. She was already tall, but after wearing elegant high heels, she became a stunning and outstanding presence in the crowd. Although she was wearing a mask, it was not difficult to see The facial features are tall and straight and beautiful... The eyes of the young masters are all glued to Zhao Zhenhe's body...

Zhao Zhenhe pulled the corner of his skirt, thinking that his weird outfit scared everyone.

And Prince Downton in the middle of the dance floor... He gracefully declined the invitations of the ladies around him, walked straight through the crowd, and walked towards Zhao Zhenhe with a smile on his lips.

Zhao Zhenhe watched the prince wearing a golden mask approaching him step by step. At first he thought it was his illusion, but then he realized that Prince Downton was indeed looking directly at him, so he immediately concentrated...the opportunity came...approaching Prince Chance.

Although the first meeting with the prince was so embarrassing...but he will definitely do his best to let the prince see his talent.

"Beautiful lady, can I ask you to dance?" Downton asked softly. His eyes, which were not covered by the mask, were full of temptation. His eyeballs were black like ink, as if they could draw people Suck it in.

"Honorable Prince..." Zhao Zhenhe began to learn the tone of this world's stage drama, his voice was very soft, "This is a misunderstanding, I am actually a man, and I was selected here by accident."

Downton was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Then... handsome young master, can I dance with you?"

"...I can't dance." Zhao Zhenhe expressed hesitation about the prince's invitation, but before he could refuse, Prince Downton grabbed his palm and dragged him into the center of the dance floor.

The elegant and melodious waltz sounded, Zhao Zhenhe couldn't dance, he could only move with Prince Downton's advance and retreat, all eyes were on the two of them...

Looking at the smiling eyes of Prince Downton, Zhao Zhenhe always felt inexplicably familiar...Tang Zhi, Tang Zhi, Downton...could Prince Downton be Tang Zhi?He gave Prince Downton a tentative look, but the prince seemed to be mistaken and winked at him.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Zhao Zhenhe always felt that Prince Downton's hand was moving around his body, he even felt that Prince Downton patted his butt lightly, and Zhao Zhenhe's straight man got goosebumps all over his body It's gone... But after thinking about it, this person is most likely Tang Zhi, and my heart is relieved again——

Wait...Why do you feel relieved when you think of Tang Zhi...Zhao Zhenhe shook his head in his heart...No...

After a dance song was over, Zhao Zhenhe wanted to leave, but Prince Downton pulled him back and put his arms around his waist. Just as Zhao Zhenhe turned around, he found a pale servant behind the prince He was staring at the prince with strange eyes.

strangeness...

Facts have proved that Zhao Zhenhe's directness did not make a mistake. The servant approached the prince step by step under the cover of the crowd, "creak" "creak" almost instantly, countless vines grew on the smooth ground, firmly encircling the prince .

Downton was trapped by the vines, and the servant showed his true face——

"Ah, ah, it's a black magician!"

"dark magic?!"

Puffs of miasma appeared around the servant, his fingernails turned black, and it was very terrifying. Purple bubbles were constantly blowing on the vine man he transformed. He said in a low voice, "If you want your prince to live, Just do as I say—bring the king here, quickly!"

A sharp vine mang was aimed at the prince's throat, and Downton raised his head, his eyes were calm, as if he had long been used to this kind of thing.

As soon as Zhao Zhenhe thought that the sharp weapon was aimed at Tang Zhi's throat, his heart beat faster and faster... No way... He took off his high-heeled shoes in the crowd, pulled off his wig, and tore apart the dragging skirt——

Everyone looked at him in surprise, this is actually a man? !

"What are you going to do, go and call the king—"

Before the word "king" of the black magician fell, Zhao Zhenhe flashed behind him like a ghost. His first move was to stab the wizard's hand with a knife. The wizard accidentally put the vine man on the prince's throat. He was also cut off and made a terrible cry. Zhao Zhenhe moved so fast that people couldn't see his movements clearly. They could only see the white lighted knife and his nimble figure flying around——

The wizard's own vine man was trapped on the ground, unable to struggle.

【Good job! Well done, it's a good opportunity...】

Needless to say, Zhao Zhenhe also stepped forward and knelt down on one leg in front of the injured prince.

Downton froze, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Zhenhe took Tangton's hand, lowered his head, and gently placed a cold kiss on the back of his hand, "Your Highness—please let me be your knight."