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Tonight, You Will Be Mine. 249

Tonight, You Will Be Mine. 249

Chapter 249 – 24. Kaleidoscope (9)

Gallia lacks the culture of public squares and debates like the agora of Hellas. This is because, even in the same monarchical state, due to the nature of a more closed and hierarchical state, people are highly wary of uprisings. Of course, that doesn’t mean you can’t control the natural desire of a person who is addicted to chatter.

In any case, the rich people of this country are parasitic in the social world because of their history. In line with the habits of those who like to brag, he has become a being who criticizes all sorts of rumors in an invisible place. Like the mansion here located on the outskirts of the capital.

Hundreds of celebrities gathered in the dazzling night sky. It was a masquerade. Everyone hid their identities and enjoyed conversations and dances with strangers. And as the banquet deepened, several people left as if they had made an appointment.

“Long time no see, Sir Oak.”

“Hey, isn’t this Mr. Beech Tree?”

“You even came to the tangerine tree knot this time.”

The meeting point was the drawing room. No fewer than a dozen celebrities came to the room where access was only possible by passing the password to the servant who served as the gatekeeper outside. Relying on the dim lighting, they pulled the chairs in front of the long square table and began to sit down one by one.

Because of the masks covering the entire face, it was difficult to know each other’s identities. Still, since they had known each other for a long time, it was possible to tell them apart through rough habits, but the most certain thing was the nameplate of the seat they were sitting on.

“Greetings to all of you gathered at the 24th General Assembly of the Secret Societies of the West Continent.”

A gentleman with a handsome beard rose from his seat and said, On his nameplate, sitting in the seat of honor, the word willow was written. He was an executive-level person in charge of today’s meeting and, as I introduced myself, the branch manager of the secret society that governs the western part of the continent.

“It took a long time for a new meeting to be held following the 23rd General Assembly. The pan-continental war stemming from the diplomatic war disrupted our solidarity and resulted in many conflicts. However, there is nothing eternal in the face of time, and the times have given us an opportunity for this association once again.”

“Damn it, let’s skip the ostentation. I can’t stand it any longer. Let’s put an end to this damn argument and finally find peace.”

“Fix it up, because when Mr. Goro-Alexander gets excited, no one here can stop him.”

A classy woman quietly soothed a frenzied man. From the way they mentioned the code name Goro Soe Namu without spilling their nameplates, I could tell that they knew each other quite well. After all, the most secret order in Gaul hasn’t had a meeting in a very long time.

Even if private meetings between small groups were frequent, there was nothing to criticize.

“Sir Willow, so what is the agenda for the 24th General Assembly?”

“You don’t even have to say that.”

“Oh, it seems that Mr. Juniper is very hot.”

The glittering eyes of several ladies and gentlemen crossed over the colorful masks. Some of them burned a fighting spirit that could only be seen on the battlefield. This was because the agenda to be decided through the association meeting was so weighty.

The night before the storm, a situation where there is still silence!

Then, a young man who couldn’t stand the silence eventually raised his hand first. Like a newcomer who had just joined the society, he was a spruce tree. At first glance, he was a handsome nobleman who was tall and handsome.

“Ah, Lord Spruce is speaking.”

Willow raised her hand. Pointing at him with restrained movements, he drew the attention of other members. Judging by the honey dripping from his ferocious eyes, it seemed like he was welcoming all the rare new members.

“The agenda to be dealt with at this general meeting is, of course, the organization-level response to the abolished crown prince faction and various political issues that are currently shaking the Gallic political world, right?”

Until he spits out words that offend the other members.

“What? What bullshit is this?”

“Fuck, who brought that bastard!”

“Sir Spruce! Don’t you know that political speech is strictly prohibited in this organization?”

A violent outcry erupted from the left. Even Sir Willow Namu, who was calmly presiding over the meeting, got up from his seat and knocked on the drawing room door. He was to call the servant who was waiting outside.

“Did you call, master?”

“How are you going to manage access! Get that politically ill trash out of here right now!”

“Sorry. We will take immediate action.”

“Wherever you go, you should at least be ashamed of our association. I will place a bounty on the best of my wild west assassins!”

“Bur, Sir Willow! For a moment… !”

It was only after the bewildered Spruce Tree was dragged out by the giant butler that the commotion subsided. The willow tree, who had sighed and quenched her thirst with a glass of water on the table, managed to regain her composure. As the host, I briefly expressed my regret to those who were displeased with the loss of excitement, and proceeded with the general meeting.

“Everyone, I would like to express my sincere apologies for the unfortunate situation.”

“Who was the guy who recommended that bastard join?”

“Wasn’t it the tangerine tree knot?”

“What is it, Baron Wichet?”

Although the process was not smooth.

“Ugh! Don’t you know that real names are not allowed in your gatherings?”

“But is this old man senile? If Spruce was the spy, we were all fucked up!”

“I didn’t know I was such a bastard!”

“All right, let’s proceed, everyone!”

There were people who helped with the arrangement under the conviction that the long-awaited meeting could not be ruined like this. Thanks to this, the willow tree, which was able to open its mouth to those who had been quiet, began to fulfill its role while expressing gratitude.

“According to the opinion given by Mr. Gorosoenamu, a proud member of our association, that willow tree announces that the discussion on the agenda of the 24th meeting has been officially held.”

“Good! At las!”

It was the moment everyone had been waiting for.

“The first issue is, of course…”

Sitting in her chair, holding the weight of a willow clad in her hands, she continued.

“Who is the most handsome and beautiful woman in Gaul?”

“Mmm, too!”

Exclamations erupted from everywhere. From now on, it was a real war. Like those looking for an opportunity in a life-and-death duel, the people who started the search were busy rolling their eyes.

“Everyone is sneaking around like wildcats! Then I will speak first!”

“How could it be, the calm juniper tree teacher?”

“This section boldly and clearly describes the bio of Joanna, the countess of Beauharnais, claiming to be the most beautiful woman in Gaul today!”

The first person mentioned was Joanna, the daughter of Baron Pierre. She was also the current Countess of Beaurene. While a very unconventional claim was made from the first button, many people’s opposition followed in the association.

“You bastard, Michelle Beauharnais!”

“… Omg!”

“Ah, willow tree! Married people, please don’t enter!”

“Aren’t you ashamed to recommend your real wife?”

The juniper’s love for his wife is famous even in Gallic society. It must be shocking to think that the prickly Joanna changed her mind and dreamed of Haero.

Although it is appropriate to refrain from a non-serious discussion attitude, it was an acknowledged achievement that those who were in a heavy atmosphere thanks to that attitude participated in the discussion with a heated attitude.

“Under! You sound like the Countess of Beauharnais. If I had to pick the most beautiful person in the country, it would definitely be Lady Dior!”

“You mean Melanie of Tarn? I had to hear rumors that the Southern Summerstone is beautiful.”

The oak tree stood up. He preached, asking to imagine silver-white hair as clear and clean as the sandy fields of the southern region and jade-colored eyes that contain the sea. How modest that slender southern summer stone was, and how her figure was not.

“It’s not just beautiful! The silvery white hair that hangs down one by one is a goddess! When sea blue eyes with a strong light blue feel blink, that is the difference between the tide and the tide!”

“Hmm, was that enough…”

“Should I be jealous of the sea goddess? I know that this unit also had exchanges with the prince’s wife when she was a young lady. It’s a story from 20 years ago, but unlike me, she has been proud of her mature body ever since.”

“What are you talking about? This oak tree, as a gentleman, I couldn’t dare to ask the woman’s chest circumference, so it would be difficult to prove it. Nevertheless, the absolute beauty of Gaul is undoubtedly Melanie Dior!”

“Let me add a word to the opinion of Sir Camellia and Oak. Her tits and ass were this much when I was besties with her in her South.”

Those who had been listening exceptionally opened their mouths in silence. Particularly astonished were the ladies who were more knowledgeable about the female body than the gentlemen.

“Miss Camellia, is that reliable information?”

“Heh, this is the information I found out after I personally financed the opening of the clothing store for the costume maker who was once in charge of her. It’s an old figure, but now if it got bigger, it would have gotten bigger, not smaller.”

It was a camellia tree that was unrivaled in inquiry within the society. The oak tree, who was greatly encouraged by the support of his comrades, gestured with her chin in high spirits, as if asking for an objection.

“Teng! She is called Melanie Tarn, isn’t she the quietest and most boring woman in the four seasons!”

This time it was the tangerine tree’s turn. As if he had waited, he stood up and gave a long speech.

“Since ancient times, beauty has to be a beast! In the past, when there was romance, many heroines played with Gallia! Benevolent but proud Jeanne Dieudone de Gaulia! Angelique, the cruel but strong Aquitaine lady! Where can you find these gorgeous women these days?”

“Crazy! I don’t know about Jeanne Dieudone, but Angelique has killed thousands of people along with Millennial!”

“Ugh, hardly anyone knows except us! And damn that’s what sucks!”

“That is correct. I can’t stand the vicious mistress’ ejaculation management.”

“Mr. Beech, please pay attention to the level of your remarks. Because this current issue is a topic to discuss aesthetic integrity, not sensuality.”

“As Sir Willow said. And it’s against the law to bring out the dead. If that’s the case, I’d recommend Carmen Zapiro. Other people will recite many names. Once that happens, it’s a total piece of shit.”

“That is also true. So, who did Mr. Tangerine Tree try to talk about?”

The laughing tangerine tree wondered if it was only natural.

“Marian de Gallia!”

“Damn it! Princess Jang is a slut!”

“Oh well, listen! Can’t stand the rarity of mixed platinum hair! How about a clean and pure wall? The experience is rich and the sexiness is full!”

“Ooh, non-virgin!”

“With that chastity, can you put up with being number one in the most voluptuous aristocratic female body as of last year’s sabbatical? And according to credible sources… !”

“Get rid of the mop!”

“… Princess Jang is actually a virgin!”

Shockingly, the facial expressions of those who had been jeering changed quickly.

“What! Is this a reasonable statement?”

“Tell me more!”

“My direct subordinate found out the secret Marianne de Gallia was hiding. She’s a puppeteer The intrigues that have been scattered in the kingdom so far are bad entertainment, but it also means that there is a fair amount of intentional deceit. The men and women who make noise about sleeping with the princess are five times around the palace in 10 rows at home and abroad…”

“Whoa, fuck! Then you said that the one you slept with me was a doll?”

“The bitch girl you’ve only heard about! The appearance of an unexpected powerhouse! This is where things get more and more exciting!”

“Even though there are still three of the four seasons left, right? Considering that the men’s division has not even started, the 24th General Assembly is likely to be very long. So at this point, I’m declaring a break for a while.”

Crack! I tapped the desk a couple of times with a gavel I don’t know when Willow pulled it out.

It was a deep night.

However, the meeting of a secret society whose name is unknown has only just begun.

‘Your Highness, if you give me your permission, I will immediately take the scoundrels gathered over there and colonize them.’

‘Why? It’s fun. I hope I will attend the next meeting too. How about a cherry tree?’

‘… Are you serious?’

In the corner of the living room, the three crystal balls installed like ornaments shone silently.

The last one in particular is even more disturbing.

Tonight, You Will Be Mine.

Tonight, You Will Be Mine.

오늘 밤, 부인은 제 것이 됩니다.
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
The night of Madame Lemoyn, the Marquis, is exclusively for the knight Dior.

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