I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Hearing Mora's words, Lis subconsciously turned his head to look.

He saw a beautiful young girl slowly walking towards the two of them, her pure white evening gown perfectly outlining her graceful figure. The hem of the gown slightly touched the ground behind her, while the front, edged with white lace, just reached the top of the girl's knees. White stockings wrapped around her delicate and slender legs, light and elegant.

A simple red cord adorned the girl's soft and partially exposed thighs, and several bright roses embellished her chest, setting off her pale skin. Yet the fiery red color of the roses paled in comparison to the blush on the girl's face.

The girl's stunning face seemed ill-equipped to handle such a scene, her complexion slightly flushed, but the bright red pupils and her white hair piled up brought a touch of mysterious allure, making one want to discover more.

It was Risa!

Lis watched in awe as Risa, who had stopped not far away, captivated him. He had always felt that Risa's everyday attire was too plain, concealing herself too tightly, despite his suggestions for a change.

He never expected to see Risa in an evening gown tonight.

This skin, I want to shower it in gold!

Lis didn't say much, immediately stepping forward to meet her.

Mora, who had been planning to tease Lis, couldn't help but pause when she saw him like this.

She had never seen Lis look this way at any woman before.

Oh? Except for that red-haired beauty at the Royal Palace evening party last time.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Goodness, I thought you, Lis, like Bernie, had no interest in women, but it turns out you just have no interest in that vulgar powder and rouge.

That's what Mora was thinking, but she didn't interrupt the two, instead leaving quietly with a smile like that of a contented father.

...

Risa sighed with relief when she saw the person with Lis leave, having mustered up the courage to wear this evening gown today, but she still only dared to approach Lis when she knew he was resting.

Risa recognized the man who had just left; he had been to the house several times before. However, Risa's shy nature made her hesitate to approach them.

Seeing Lis walking towards her direction, Risa suddenly felt an urge to run away, her heart pounding wildly, anxious about something.

Would Lis like me in this?

Risa couldn't help but raise her right hand to cover her eyes, unwilling to look at Lis any longer.

Feeling a broad palm remove her small hand from in front of her, Risa sensed Lis's warmth seemingly penetrating her white silk gloves.

Lis held Risa's small hand tightly, leading her away from the corridor to the small balcony they were just at.

It seemed that when Mora left, he had cleared the area, and now the only sounds on the balcony were the night breeze and the faint music from the party.

And the sound of each other's breath.

Being led away like a wooden puppet, Risa snapped out of it and struggled slightly; seeing Lis not letting go, she obediently let him fondle her small hand.

Her cheeks, however, grew even redder.

Even through the gloves, Lis could feel the softness and delicacy of Risa's small hand, as if years of study and exercise had left no trace on her.

"Risa, why are you dressed so beautifully today?"

Lis lowered his head to look at the girl leaning against him and asked softly.

Risa did not answer directly, but instead asked in a low voice:

"Then... do you like it, Lis?"

"Of course, I like it."

Lis squeezed Risa's small hand and pulled her to lean with him against the balcony railing.

"Or rather, if you were to wear this outfit for someone else to see, maybe I would get jealous!"

Risa lifted her head to look at Lis, her blood-red eyes revealing an indescribable expression as she said earnestly:

"From now on, I will only wear it for Lis to see!"

Lis was also smiling as he looked down at the earnest Risa, whose petite head fit perfectly on Lis's shoulder.

He couldn't resist stroking her jade-like hair, enjoying the delightful texture of it.

"You haven't said, why did you surprise me like this today?"

"When I took you to the party last time, you were reluctant, weren't you?"

Risa leaned into Lis and whispered:

"It was... Lord Joyce who told me to get ready, and the clothes too, they seem a bit too revealing."

Lis looked down and appraised her, then affirmed:

"Absolutely not, they suit you just right, Risa!"

But it suddenly dawned on Lis, was Risa's drastic change today arranged by Joyce?

What was that big shot thinking?

Couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure it out?

Actually, Joyce had no ulterior motives. In his view, since Lis had the talent to inherit the Kane family's legacy, Risa's presence was becoming less important.

However, Risa had urgently been taken on as an apprentice by that old man Fran, and as for owing someone a favor, that was all nonsense; his attitude was clearly that of snatching up talent.

Since Risa was talented and Little Lis even more so, frankly, Joyce was no longer too worried about their futures.

He just had to wait for Lis to reach the Golden Rank, and then he could hand over the Kane family's legacy to him.

However, as an elder, Joyce had more to consider.

Since there was no need to worry about Little Lis's future, perhaps it was time to address another kind of legacy for the Kane family.

As for the candidate, Risa was exceptionally talented and beautiful; she was the ideal choice.

Nonetheless, Joyce wasn't set on forcing the issue; after all, matters of the heart should be left to the two young people themselves, and he was merely giving them a little push.

Lis naturally didn't know all this, but now he couldn't focus on anything else.

The subtle fragrance of the girl gently floated to Lis's nose, indulging him in a slight intoxication.

Releasing Risa's small hand, under the girl's puzzled gaze, he wrapped his arm around her fair shoulder and drew her into his embrace.

"So, did you want to dress up like this for me to see?"

Lis slowly approached the girl's face, staring at Risa's rosy cheeks as he spoke.

"I... Of course, I wanted to."

Risa clung tightly to Lis's hold, feeling very warm and dizzy.

But, this feeling wasn't bad at all!

Risa gently rested her head on Lis's shoulder, no longer wanting to think about anything else at this moment.

In her heart, she just wished that this moment could last a little longer, just a little longer.

Lis lowered his head, slowly moving closer to Risa's beautiful face.

Risa noticed Lis's movement, but her lethargic body was like a small white lamb, completely unaware of the impending 'danger'.

Lis couldn't hold back any longer, tightly embracing the girl in his arms, and gently kissed Risa's warm, moist red lips.

Risa seemed to be startled awake, her body stiffening suddenly, hands clenched tight.

But soon, Risa melted into Lis's tender advances and relaxed her hands, quietly resting them on Lis's broad shoulders.

The moonlight tonight was beautiful indeed!