I'd thought she would say disdainfully that she didn't like childish, incompetent people, implying that she looked down on ordinary people. Who knew she wouldn't even deign to answer this question... Hah, this kind of strong sense of superiority can easily lead to losing control during advancement... Klein couldn't help grumbling inwardly.
In his view, Beyonders were just humans with extra abilities, akin to being very rich or having high status. In essence, they still had human attributes and couldn't be separated from society. Only at Sequence 4 did a qualitative change occur.
Moreover, most demigods also moved in human society. Even the Sequence 1 'Fate Worm' Will Auceptin was contentedly an unborn fetus... Perhaps only at the stage of 'Blasphemer' Amon and the like could one truly look at the real world with a 'god's' perspective... Klein shifted his train of thought and took the initiative to say:
“Sorry, I was a merchant who frequently traveled between the Southern and Northern Continents, so I don't have much experience with balls. Hehe, I mean this kind of ball.”
“It doesn't matter,” Hail replied calmly, as if she didn't care whether he had brought up the previous topic.
If it were someone else, they would have no idea how to continue small talk with this proud young lady and could only focus on dancing. But Klein was now quite knowledgeable and experienced, with sufficient understanding of the mystical world and various Beyonders. So, following his apology, he smiled and said:
“To me, this is not a simpler challenge than the sea. It also has beautiful scenery and hidden countless difficulties. Of course, the sea is also full of stories about treasure. Some are obviously fake, some sound real but can't be verified. Like the number one 'Key of Death'.”
“Key of Death?” Hail raised her head and looked at Mr. Dwayne Dantès, who was much taller than her.
Indeed, a Beyonder with such a strong sense of superiority is always interested in mystical matters... Klein smirked inwardly and nodded slightly:
“Yes, it's said somewhere hidden in the Stormy Sea…”
He selectively told the treasure legends he had heard on the White Agate, adding more details from his subsequent adventures.
In the process, he inevitably mentioned the “Four Kings” and the Seven Pirate Generals.
Hail was clearly interested; she rarely responded to Klein and even occasionally asked questions. This made their dance no longer awkward, and it came to an end before they knew it.
Klein skillfully ended the previous topic and asked:
“Are you going back to your original spot, or would you like to get some food over there?”
After a dance, the gentleman must follow the lady's wishes and take her where she wants to go, not necessarily back to where she was.
Hail opened her mouth as if she wanted to ask something, but in the end, she didn't say those words. She nodded reservedly:
“My original spot.”
Heh, she was clearly a bit reluctant about the sea stories... She's just a big brat. Once you get a handle on her temperament and find out what she likes, she's not that hard to get along with... Klein suppressed a smile and escorted Hail back to the edge of the dance floor, where she had been standing.
As for himself, he casually walked toward the long tables laden with various foods, picked up a plate, and helped himself to a pan-fried dragon bone fish, along with cut small steak drizzled with black pepper sauce.
Compared to dancing and socializing, good food is the true essence of a party... Klein thought as he tried to make his eating movements seem elegant.
At that moment, he saw Mrs. Mary approaching and skewering a piece of red wine foie gras onto her plate.
Klein noticed her glance at him, so he politely smiled and nodded in response.
“May I know how to address you? I didn't see you at the previous banquets and balls hosted by Councilman Macht.” Perhaps because Dwayne Dantès had gray temples, deep blue eyes, and was charming, Mrs. Mary, who had high cheekbones and a plain face, took the initiative to ask.
Klein smiled and said:
“I'm Dwayne Dantès, a merchant who just arrived from Desi Bay. I live in this neighborhood.”
“Ma'am, may I have the honor of knowing your name?”
Mary nodded thoughtfully, roughly understanding that this was a merchant striving to break into high society, much like she herself had been in the past.
She smiled and said:
“Mary Short, director of the Cawim Company.”
She didn't mention that she was the largest shareholder of Cawim Company, nor did she say she was a member of the Air Pollution Investigation Committee. This was Loen-style subtlety.
Mary Short, reverting to her maiden name? Yes, she's divorced... Klein muttered silently, then smiled and said:
“I know this company. It mainly deals in smokeless coal and premium charcoal. It's been expanding very rapidly in recent months. Hehe, to be honest, I've considered investing, but it seems I can't compete with others.”
After the air pollution bill was enacted, demand for smokeless coal and premium charcoal surged. The Cawim Company had achieved development beyond what years of effort could have brought. Its total value was said to have exceeded 250,000 gold pounds. Klein's intention to invest wasn't just idle talk; he truly believed this industry would become even more important in the coming years, until humanity found alternative energy.
Mary had always been proud of pushing the air pollution investigation report and enabling the Cawim Company to achieve such growth. Hearing this, she couldn't hide her smile and said: