In the early morning, Draco climbed out of bed.
Albedo was already awake and was preparing the custom-made formal attire Draco would wear for today's celebration.
"Shalltear, wake up." Draco looked at the still-sleeping Shalltear, shook his head helplessly, and woke her gently.
"Mmm~~" Stretching, Shalltear opened her hazy eyes, "Good morning, Master."
"Get up and prepare. Today's tasks are very heavy."
Saying this, Draco stood up and put on the clothes Albedo handed him.
Those formal outfits were all custom-made, gorgeous and exquisite.
On the chest of the white formal suit, a golden Eastern Dragon Badge was pinned.
The colors of the accessories leaned toward gold and black; he wore a black-based dragon-patterned robe over his shoulders, a white longsword inlaid with gems hung at his waist, and black boots on his feet.
The entire outfit was simple yet noble.
Albedo wore a white formal dress with black flowers embroidered on the shoulders, and the hem trailed to the ground, making her look soul-stirringly beautiful.
Her appearance was peerless and noble, her whole body exuding a charming aura that was intoxicating.
Shalltear was in a black formal dress, her pink long hair tied into an elegant bun, her whole being radiating a cold and noble temperament.
Finally, Draco picked up the golden scepter placed by the table and nodded to the two: "Let's go."
Not in a hurry to leave the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Draco took the two women to the Glacial Prison in the glacial world of the Fourth Floor.
The celebration would have a mix of all kinds of people; for safety's sake, Draco had come to give Nigredo some instructions.
They arrived at a room in the prison filled with dolls.
Nigredo was holding a bizarre doll in her arms, softly humming a lullaby; the scene was somewhat oppressive.
When Draco and the others arrived, Nigredo began her scripted mini-theater.
Throwing the doll aside, she began to scream hysterically, "My child! Why did you take my child away!!"
"Uh..."
Fortunately, Draco was prepared; otherwise, it would be hard to accept this kind of style.
Albedo handed the doll on the floor back to Nigredo.
In the next moment, Nigredo returned to normal.
"I apologize, Lord Draco, for startling you."
Nigredo said with a hint of embarrassment.
Draco waved his hand, indicating he didn't care too much.
"My Lord has come to find me, it should be for the matter of today's celebration, right?"
"Yes." Draco nodded, "I need you to cover the entire city with your spiritual field. Do not let any movement go unnoticed."
"By your command, My Lord," Nigredo said respectfully.
"My Lord looks truly handsome today!"
"My sister and Shalltear are also extremely beautiful."
"Thank you, Sister."
Albedo gave a slight bow.
Although Nigredo's appearance was indeed somewhat terrifying, her heart was very gentle.
The reason she was arranged to be in the Glacial Prison was that the Forty-One Supreme Beings could not stand her terrifying appearance.
But for the NPCs in Nazarick, such a problem did not exist.
Draco pondered for a moment, then said, "The banquet will be held in the arena on the Sixth Floor. Nigredo, if you have nothing else to do, you should attend as well."
"Me?" Nigredo was stunned, seemingly not expecting Draco to let her participate in the celebration as well.
"Take this mask. After all, there are many maids; don't scare them."
Nigredo nodded, took the white mask and put it on, instantly covering the exposed flesh on her face.
Once the face was covered, the black-clothed'Sadako' wasn't so scary anymore.
"Thank you, merciful Lord. May glory forever accompany My Lord."
Nigredo knelt on one knee to express her loyalty to Draco.
After giving a few more instructions, the three left the place... Today, the Duchy of Nazarick could be described as bustling with activity.
The entire city, inside and out, was decorated with lanterns and streamers; festive slogans were posted everywhere, various flower baskets lined both sides of the streets, and bright red rose petals were scattered along the paths.
Everywhere on the streets, one could see citizens holding flowers and confetti poppers, performing various programs in the squares, and artists singing and performing on square stages, attracting countless onlookers.
Today could be said to be a day of nationwide carnival.
Draco took Albedo and Shalltear and teleported directly to the top floor of the administration building.
Demiurge, Sebas, the maids of the Pleiades—everyone was dressed neatly, quietly waiting for Draco's arrival.
Seeing Draco's arrival, everyone knelt in unison, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Rise!" Draco raised his hand slightly. "Calling me Your Majesty feels a bit distant; call me Lord from now on."
"As you command, Lord."
Demiurge handed a document to Draco, which detailed various celebration procedures for this year.
"Hmm, have the invited guests arrived yet?"
"Only some representatives have come. Many just sent gifts and then departed."
Sebas continued the report, "Those representatives have already been arranged into hotels according to your instructions."
"Are the military parade and the decoration ceremony for this afternoon ready?"
"Everything has been properly prepared."
Draco nodded with satisfaction and then said, "It's still early. Get yourselves ready; I'm going to the reception area to take a look."
"Yes."
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