Chapter 208 (1/2)
Soon, the black haired wizard accompanied the young lady of the corona family through the garden outside the residence and into the silver hall where the banquet was held.
The fluorite lamp on the luxurious gold-plated chandelier makes the whole hall bright as day. The long tables with light blue are on both sides of the hall, and the sterling silver tableware glitters under the candlestick. The glittering lights are imaginative.
Men in robes and women with jewels are full of wine and preparation. The sound of footsteps and laughter are intertwined. Melodious notes come from the corners around the hall, accompanied by the tune of the lyre, which makes people dizzy.
On the left side of the magnificent hall is an exquisite mural, and on the right side is a large landing window. The guests in the banquet hall enjoy a luxurious feast. Looking back, they can see the laughter in the garden and the quiet eboden under the night sky.
It's like a dream. It's like death.
Loren walked into the hall. At that moment, he really had the illusion of being in a previous life. It seemed that everything he saw was just the words he read and the pictures he saw.
But it was only a moment.
Ariel always followed the dark haired wizard closely, hugged his shoulder and refused to let go, as if the other party would disappear as soon as she let go. The corner of his mouth twitched, Lauren had to look elsewhere and carefully looked at the surrounding crowd.
Even in the banquet hall, guards are everywhere, almost every other window can see one, and there are people around to take over the shift, that is, the actual number of these guards should be two to three times that in front of them.
Leather armor with excellent workmanship, broadsword with moderate length, and crossbow hanging on the side of thigh. Although there is no detail, almost every guard's pace frequency is almost the same, and the slight difference can be ignored - these guards are definitely not like the city guard, but all genuine mercenaries.
Eboden is different from lottel. Most of the nobles here do not have their own territory, so there are no vassals and leaders. Mercenaries who go to sea with ocean fleets all year round and even participate in wars in other territories are their ”standing army”.
Although the mercenaries were nominally loyal to eboden's free parliament, they did not mind working for a noble who could afford it - the Bellini family, one of eboden's richest nobles.
”Mr. ayin Rand, what are you looking at?” the girl next to her suddenly asked, ”it seems very urgent. Is it the person with an agreement?”
”I'm your man tonight, Miss Ariel,” Lauren replied with a smile. ”You alone are enough to make others jealous of me.”
Just standing where they are, the dark haired wizard can detect that there are eyes full of exploration, doubt, curiosity and envy - these people may not know themselves, but they must know Miss Ariel of the corona family.
”So what are you going to do?” Ariel suddenly chuckled. ”Do you say you have found the target and are planning your escape route?”
”You make complaints about my harbour evil designs tonight.” I just couldn't resist the Lorraine of a Tucao. The dark pupil immediately noticed another figure approaching himself, and slightly smiled the smile of his mouth.
”Mr. Ayn Rand, it's my pleasure to meet you here... What a coincidence that the Holy Cross is on the!”
Weierluo, shrinking his neck, took the initiative to come forward. How stiff the smile on his face was. His surprised eyes kept glancing at the girl aside: ”and you, Miss Ariel, it's also an honor for the Bellini family to welcome the guests of the corona family!”
Obviously, verlow didn't take the initiative to say hello to Loren - if possible, he wanted to kick the hillbilly out of the gate of the mansion. But this time it was Alto's ”request”. As the ”mentor” of the talented alchemist, weierluo could only do it.
”Thank you for the enthusiasm of the Bellini family. I'm also very honored.” the girl slightly raised her skirt and saluted him. She looked at the two wizards in front of her with a little ”surprise”: ”do you say... You know each other?”
Verlow's smile was even more embarrassing.
”Lord weierluo was the reviewer when I participated in the evaluation of the nine pointed star wizard tower, and we met once.” Loren, with his hands on his back, had a formulaic smile on his face: ”and both of us specialize in incantation, so we can be regarded as wizards of the same school.”
Who's from the same school as you hick?! Cheap dog, I really regret not letting those gangsters blow you up! Weierluo, who scolded Loren a thousand times in his heart, nodded with a smile on his face: ”that's right... That's it.”