The rest time of the day is enough for the newly born star-born demons to replenish their spirits.

When the dinner started, they were all refreshed and full of energy, and they could even make a big fuss with Sun Wukong.

Rheinna, who was unwilling to do so before, is now particularly active. Not only did she take Lucy and Ronan to prepare her dress, she also went to the doll store, bought a few small clothes and put them on the three demons with the falling star.

Dean didn't stop it, but it is worth mentioning that she bought three-piece skirts.

Dean watched the pink-haired star-haired demon put on his small skirt without any sense of incongruity. He also carried the hem of the skirt with pleasure and turned around.

It slowly bloomed like a delicate pink flower, causing Reinna to scream excitedly.

In contrast, the box was not treated so well. He was wearing only a simple brown suit, and looked like a prisoner who had just run out of some prison, showing his fierce look.

Especially when they are with the Descendant Star-Haired Demons, they are like kidnappers who have held the noble daughters hostage. The old man himself thinks something is wrong.

Taking the demon pets with them, the four of them each selected a devil floaty fish and flew towards the venue on the invitation letter.

The devil floating fish, which has reached an adult form, is on the verge of speed slightly faster than before. The group of people in the breeding house shuttled through the buildings in District 13, dragging light belts of various colors behind them, causing many residents to look up.

Dean and the two apprentices were used to it, but the first time Reinna felt this feeling, she felt a little too big. She put her skirt together and kept summoning the water spirit to observe herself from various angles, repeating this movement until she landed, and still feeling a little unsatisfied.

Dean was holding four stars and holding Kana. He was wearing a demon pet, which was more straightforward than any identity authentication. He didn't even leave the process of checking the invitation letter and was put into the banquet hall.

The banquet hall where the dinner was held this time was provided by the Knights. It is located in the center of the Knights' Knights' station. The door has not been opened several times since its construction.

In order to bid farewell to the review team, Lensack deliberately asked someone to clean it up, and he hoped that this hall would be opened more in the future and a new chapter in District 13 was opened.

When Dean approached the banquet hall, there was still some time before the dinner began, and none of the people he listed as the targets were here.

He simply handed over the three other demons of the falling star to the other three, and asked them to take their magic pets to go around for a few more circles to lay the groundwork.

The most well-known and most easily blocked self quietly retreated to a corner, preparing to wait for the time to come and appear again.

After arranging Rheinna and two apprentices, Dean walked to the corner where no one noticed. As soon as he found a seat, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Your disciples are very good at teaching. You are not old, but you can coax your two children to obey your words... It seems that there is no need to worry about how President Dean will manage the guild in the future."

It's Siglid.

Dean's muscles that had just been stretched relaxed instantly. He was a little surprised that he could not feel the other person's approach, but then he thought of the other person's magical props, so he felt relieved.

I guess it is the special effect of which prop.

"Your Highness is too proud, and I didn't do anything, mainly because of my ability and strong personal charm..."

Dean turned around and was stunned.

Before he finished speaking, he got stuck in his throat.

Siglid, who was dressed in a good manner, walked slowly towards him. Dean looked at the long red and white rose dress, and suddenly felt that after falling stars and demons, he found a place where he had the same aesthetic as the people in another world.

She walked from the dividing line between light and darkness, like a beam of light, piercing the dark night, and the swaying of the skirt, bringing a powerful visual impact.

Many words of praise flowed through Dean's mind, but the only thing that blurted out was a dry sentence, "Your clothes look very good."

Xiaolan patted her forehead, leaned back, and made a vivid gesture of falling to the ground.

Siglid chuckled twice, but he didn't even bother whether the clothes looked good or the people looked good.

"I thank you for your praise for it."

Dean cleared his throat awkwardly and changed the subject: "Ahem, Lucy and Ronan are both very good kids. Even without me as a teacher, they will grow up very well."

This is true.

Part of the reason he chose two children was that he liked their character.

Of course, it is more important to consider that starting from children, the possibility of cultivating a confidant is much higher, and even if there is any accident, they are better controlled than adults.

Although Dean looks back now, he also finds it a little strange.

Logically speaking, with his personality, it is unlikely that he would send an invitation on the first meeting, and at least he should have to observe for a while before making a decision.

Have a feeling of...a encounter like fate?

Dean rubbed his eyebrows and suddenly felt a strange sense of incongruity about that memory.

It seemed as if something prompted him to make a choice as fast as possible.

Perhaps it was because I was alone and had a future that I had an uncertain impact at that time.

Dean didn't waste much time on this topic, or rather, because his target today is not Siglid, Dean is more concerned about his magic pet bait plan than chatting with His Royal Highness.

He looked at the situation in the field and felt that the time was almost the same, so he hurriedly said goodbye and left. Siglid behind him originally wanted to call someone, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he paused. She looked at Dean's back as he was leaving, and a golden light flashed in her eyes.

Through this golden light, Siglid saw that Dean had half of the broken golden wire, and a little more, passed through the ceiling and extended infinitely to the heights.

He was like a puppet gradually breaking free from his bondage, going further and further away.

Siglid blinked, and the illusion disappeared.

She withdrew her hand with a strange expression and stood still.

At that moment just now...

Siglid frowned and suppressed his surprise.

No, it should be unlikely.

She can be said to know Dean's background very well, and he had no chance to get in touch with those things.

It is impossible for a second person who is both unlucky and lucky like Paul II.

Thinking of Paul II, Siglid was a little annoyed. She rubbed her eyebrows and looked at the shadow beside her.

"Go and get me some medicine."

Soon, a snow-white hand poked out in the darkness and handed over a glass bottle with red liquid.

Siglid took the medicine, took the wine glass he handed over with the hand, poured the liquid in.

"Remember to deal with it."

The red liquid quickly mixed with the wine. Siglid swung his wrist and threw the bottle back into the hand. Then he shook the wine glass and returned to the lively dinner center.
Chapter completed!