Author: Afternoon is a demon

Chapter 228 Light Chapter 22.16-C: Banquet (Part 1)

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The dark blue sky was filled with bright stars, and a large-scale celebration seemed to be held in front of the guild, with cheerful figures dancing through the firelight.

"Oh, Mr. President, you came just in time!" Raymond was squatting on the ground, raising his head and smiling at you, "What do you think of what I wrote? Find a way to send it to Viscount Boltz tomorrow."

His face was filled with a smile waiting for praise. Beside his feet were two white banners with blood-red words - on the left was "Today you stepped on my head" and on the right was "Tomorrow I will stand on your grave."

". It's obvious that Raymond is serious about sending it to the market.

Very good!──You said,

Leave it to me, I will add more momentum!──You continue to say,

After waiting for Raymond to go about doing other things with great anticipation, you quickly picked up two banners and stuffed them into Annette's arms. You lowered your voice and said, "Hurry! Find a place to hide!"

"Eh? Eh? Uh, um." Annette was stunned, because she felt that Raymond was really good at handwriting, why did he hide it? But an order is an order after all, and Annette quickly covered the hand in her arms.

The banner looked around, looking for a place to hide temporarily.

Hanging this kind of thing in the market is not the same as telling Viscount Boltz that we have killed all the people you sent, and we haven't killed enough. Come on, come on! Call for more soldiers and smash them all over! ...

...In the final analysis, Viscount Boltz still has some sense and knows what can be done and what cannot be done. But if he is really forced to ignore it, the guild will be crushed by a force gap of more than ten times.

.Why do you have to provoke the enemy! Why! It’s a moment of pleasure but there is no benefit at all!

According to the intelligence of Linda, Elizabeth and others, all the hostile forces in Wuxiang Bay are actually prevented from attacking madly because of the restraint of Viscount Boltz. Those in higher positions must consider everything. The person who hates you the most is actually blocking the killer.

The largest number of people. He has too many concerns to consider and cannot completely ignore the deadly attack. However, it is expected that there will be sporadic uncontrolled enemies to attack tonight.

so,

We really can't continue to irritate Viscount Boltz. You don't lead thousands of troops to defeat the enemy. Some people may think that you should be reckless, but those who achieve great things must do something and not do something.

Hathaway saw Annette running back and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure it's safe?"

"Yes, don't worry. Raymond will never be found."

After hearing this, Hathaway breathed a sigh of relief. Raymond took it for granted that brothers would die in the war, and did not understand at all how hard you tried to prevent someone from dying last night.

A surprising person appeared - Samuel from the camp. He respectfully led you to sit at the best seat not far from the campfire. After a few words, you realized that the reason why this banquet was held was more complicated than expected.

The price is much higher because the ancient city market contributed money and effort. You don’t need to spend a single gold coin for everything tonight.

"See what you're asking, haha." Samuel couldn't help laughing when he heard you ask why you did this, "We are allies with you, do we need a reason to celebrate such a small thing as your victory?" Juekou

Let’s not mention the removal of two teams of mercenaries at a critical moment. As of now, no one can prove whether the ancient city was deceived or whether it was intentional, so we can only turn the page.

The banquet was so large that even the civilians who were blocked in the surrounding areas were invited to eat and drink as much as they wanted, and the total cost was not less than a hundred gold.

The characters on the stage are quite complete. After all, The Division is blocked and everyone has nowhere to go.

To your left is a sumptuous standing banquet. The three chefs who applied for the job are very busy and are trying their best to compete for beauty. None of the dishes that are fragrant and make people want to eat are the same.

; On the right is a band brought from the ancient city, the orchestral drumbeats are still in the melodious stage of warm-up; directly in front is a huge bonfire that doesn’t know what was added to make it burn so brightly, I am afraid it can roast the red dragon to death;

In the back is an area similar to that where behind-the-scenes staff and wine barrels, tables and chairs are stacked. Could this formation also be preparing a program?

Leia above your head has flown to who knows where...

"Okay, you can go and enjoy the banquet. There is no work tonight." Hathaway dismissed the changeling maids who were waiting beside you. The latter looked at each other and smiled at each other, as if they were genuine.

The little girl was so happy that she ran off to eat some delicious food.

In terms of personality, because they need to imitate or even completely replace humans, the shapeshifters are actually not much different from the daily words and deeds of humans. They are a typical race whose minds are affected by their own appearance. If they maintain the appearance of a girl for a long time, their temperament will also tend to become

Naivety.

Hathaway glared, lowered her voice and asked, "Why are you going?"

"Isn't it a holiday?" Elizabeth was stunned.

"They are second-line guards, present or absent. You, a level 11 elite assassin with built-in anti-stealth and malicious detection, are the same as them?"

Tsk...Elizabeth was bored, folded her arms and pouted.

One wanted to play but was not allowed to play, and the other did not want to play but was forcibly dismissed by Hathaway. After all, it was a rare opportunity to rest. With the loss of a large number of assassins, Viscount Boltz would be too tired to stabilize the military morale tonight and would not have time to join the guild.

Now. Being forcibly sent out to play - Annette just wants to stay by your side.

Helpless, Annette ran to the chef and came back with a lot of food.

I don’t know why... there are so many foodies in the guild. Elizabeth held her bulging cheeks stuffed with food and became happy again. Regarding the overall national conditions of the kingdom, ordinary people cannot go hungry, but due to inconvenient logistics and low production of luxury goods, many

You can't get the best food even if you spend money.

As if seizing an opportunity, Samuel came over to chat with you, talking about how prosperous the ancient city market is now thanks to you, such as lobsters, deep-sea fish, kaolin goats and even tigers.

Bears and other ingredients are abundant, and it is expected that Wuxiang Bay will become the "most" prosperous market in the Marquis Territory. No one is stupid. It can be heard that the Ancient City Market hopes that you can defeat Viscount Boltz, and they will strongly support this.

─Darkly or sideways.

Samuel unabashedly represents the interests of the ancient city market, sitting next to you.

As if interrupted, Hathaway suddenly asked: "So, what kind of profession is a 'prophet'?"

"Miss Secretary, you can think of a 'prophet' as a human mage, except that this mage only specializes in prophecy spells, and has high accuracy, a long prediction time span, and a certain degree of automatic spell casting ability."

With a cry, Hathaway smiled: "So what did you foresee?"

Samuel returned his gaze to your eyes with a serious expression, and said seriously: "Three things, my lord. Wuxiang Bay will enter the rainy period recently, not just for one day, but also torrential rain, and the bad weather will make an impression.

Many things; I also foresaw the defeat of Viscount Boltz and your victory, but in my foreknowledge - your victory was immersed in fog."

What's the meaning?

"To put it simply, your victory is certain, but not all victories are worthy of celebration. Taking the great victory as the starting point, there will be three completely different roads in front of you - a lonely road full of thorns; a smooth and accessible road.

A road; a path of darkness spreading across the land.”

…

"Excuse me for being bold. What you need to care about most is not "how to win", but "where you are when you win."" After a pause, he put on the smile of a typical profiteer again, "The third thing is, follow

You can achieve great success. Actually, you don’t need to predict this... haha."

Hathaway looked at an adventurer over the bonfire, and then at the handsome half-elf: "Didn't you foresee what would happen tonight?"

Huh? Why do you want to predict this? ─ Samuel tilted his head. He couldn't predict everything, just like looking at this, he couldn't look at that.

"Is it almost time?" Instead of chatting, Samuel raised his hands above his head and clapped his hands, "Let's start having fun──!"

Some staff members began to quickly arrange the chairs in a circle around the huge bonfire, which could seat many people, and moved the wine barrels over one by one. It looked like they were going to play some game.

As the crowd gradually gathered, Samuel held up the trophy with the title "Wine King": "Please allow me to announce! The wine-fighting competition is about to begin! Friends who are somewhat confident in their drinking capacity are asked to take a seat. The rules are simple, first

Please sit in a circle and conduct an audition. When there are only six people left, there will be more exciting follow-up sessions until we decide who is the real wine king!"

Oh oh oh ─ ─ the crowd started to cheer. The timing was good, and I ate a little bit of food but not too full.

scare?

In the blink of an eye, the chairs were filled. There were so many drunkards in the guild! I was surprised! Maybe some of them were joining in the fun, because Leia was also sitting by the campfire seriously... She was half-full. Who were they, because

You can't actually see everything through the campfire.

With so many people sitting in rows, how on earth are they going to drink together?

soon,

The staff gave everyone present a very large wooden wine glass, which was similar to a bucket, and then filled it with beer.

"Hey, that looks like fun."

Raymond muttered enviously behind your back. He needs to be on duty. He won't drink tonight, and he can't drink...but that doesn't mean he's not hungry. The reason why Raymond said "interesting" is because every wine glass is filled with wine.

Covered with red cloth, it looks very mysterious...but no matter how mysterious it is, it's still beer.

Samuel announced, asking everyone to pass the wine glass to the person on the right, and listen to the drums, which would stop passing as soon as the drums stopped. After that, the band started beating the drums intensively.

There were many people enjoying it, and they happily passed the wine glass in their hands to the neighbor on the right, took the wine glass on the left, and continued to pass it out.

You were startled,

What are you doing? Anyway, just do as you are told.

When the drumming stops, the wine glass in your hand has been changed a dozen times... No matter how you change it, it's still beer...

Hey! Why did it become transparent?

Smell this... dwarven liquor!

"Among all the people present, there are two glasses each of red wine, fruit wine, elf and dwarf wine. Those who are unlucky may win the prize?" Samuel continued, "The winner not only needs to drink it, but also...

"

After a pause,

"Kiss. ​​Mouth!"

Eh eh eh eh? Immediately there were screams from the ladies.
To be continued...