In a mansion somewhere in Eggsburg, Hilton looked at the clothes he was wearing. He saw a white navy captain's uniform and a blue ribbon hanging from his right shoulder to the lower left corner of his clothes.

"Then I randomly found medals in the drawer and hung them up for myself. These nobles of the Kingdom of Bruguet like to show off like this."

He randomly grabbed a few medals from the drawer and hung them on his right chest. Looking at the photos on the wall, Hilton's facial muscles and bones moved.

Looking in the mirror, Hilton confirmed.

A fairly straight nose, deep eyes, not too thick light brown hair. Basically there is no difference, and the body shape is considered suitable.

The original owner, a recently retired naval colonel, is now in the sewers of Eggsburg. I wonder if a complete limb will be found tomorrow.

"Colonel Collina, are you not ready yet?"

The maid's voice came from outside the door, and Hilton looked at his pocket watch.

"We'll set off in ten minutes. Go and inform the butler and ask him to prepare the gift for me. By the way, leave the carriage waiting outside. I'll be right away."

"As you wish, Mr. Colonel."

After sending the maid away, Hilton found the perfume and sprayed it on his collar and sleeves a few times. Hilton was still not used to the smell of rose and ambergris that was popular in Eggsburg.

"A retired colonel wanted to save face so much that he actually rented such a big house in the King's District. He was very timid. He did it all without even trying hard. This Colonel Collina spent a lot of money just to get in touch with the big shots and to hang out.

He is a consultant to a large company or a director of a foundation, but his reputation as a colonel in the Colonial Expeditionary Force doesn’t work very well.”

Hilton mocked mercilessly that if he were a captain in the Navy of the Kingdom of Bruguet, he would naturally have nothing to do after retiring. This colonel who wanted to make connections didn't know where to get a navy uniform, so he might as well keep his persona and wear it.

"Sir, the 10-year Luke Kingdom Fila wine prepared for the Speaker is already here, shall we set off now?"

"Let's go, have you brought the invitation?"

"Bring it with you. The assassination of a congressman last month made people panic. It is said that the police deployment has been doubled this time. No one will be let in without an invitation letter."

The butler in a black tuxedo replied, dressed meticulously, even the uppers of his shoes were polished.

It is said that the old man in front of him has served many nobles and parliamentarians, and he had retired at home, but Collina offered him three hundred pounds to invite him to come back.

Tsk, it’s really expensive, but you can’t fault the service attitude. Not only were the gifts chosen for you, but the front door was even opened for you when you got on the bus. You know how to serve people better than the rough guys on the boat.

"Let's go then, ask the coachman to slow down. After all, we are going to a place where celebrities gather. It would not be good to hit someone's frame."

"It's more thoughtful, sir. I'll give you the instructions."

The so-called slowness is actually just pretending to be Corina's usual style, and by the way, I will observe whether there is any ambush at this party.

Although the 9 of hearts promised to help me lure away the only demigod in this city, who knows if there are other saints or spiritual beings here. It is said that the brother of the prime minister of the kingdom is a saint, and he is very strong.

I don't know if he is here today.

On the road, Hilton looked through the car window to see if there was any ambush on the top of nearby buildings or on the high-rise clock tower. Fortunately, he only saw what appeared to be a sniper with a rifle.

"If there are really only a group of mortal soldiers, I won't be afraid."

There is a reason for Hilton to be so confident. As an assassin-like super who prefers assassination, one of his awakened skills is to enhance his own defense, which can temporarily reach the physical strength of a saint. That is to say, unless he uses a special demon-breaking weapon.

bullets or large-caliber artillery, otherwise ordinary firearms will not harm you.

"Master, we are here."

"Okay, let's get off the car and walk in."

"Yes sir, I will open the door for you."

"Junior, wake up, another carriage is coming."

Annick fell asleep in a trance until these words startled him awake.

Clean up your appearance and make sure there is no drool hanging on your chin.

Signaling the visitor to present the invitation, Annick took the invitation handed over by a butler dressed as a butler.

After looking carefully and confirming that the seal and font were correct, Annick glanced at the information.

"Colonel Collina? Welcome, please come in."

"Thank you, Sheriff, sir, we are going in."

"Okay, such a young police chief is the hope of the future of the kingdom."

The colonel was not arrogant. Annick glanced at the guests. He was slightly taller than an ordinary person. His skin was tanned by normal maritime service, and he looked quite elegant in a white navy dress.

After watching the master and servant enter, Annick returned to the guard box and sighed.

"The Navy's uniform is so elegant. Seeing so many medals hanging on the chest, I really want to wear it. Look at our tacky blue uniform."

The elderly parliament policeman rolled his eyes at Annick and said.

"You are still too young. The colonel just now was just pretending."

??! Annick almost jumped when he heard this.

"You're pretending? Come on, tell me." The voice suddenly rose a few degrees. If the transparent Hilton sneaked in through the front door, he would not be able to escape his responsibilities.

"Colonel Collina, everyone knows that this guy got into a colonial army colonel by becoming a former city council member. His father-in-law died a few years ago, and he came back from the army and kicked his ex-wife."

Oh, it turns out to be Chen Shimei and Hu the Butcher from another world.

"So the colonel is here to make connections?"

"What else can he do? I saw that he dressed up carefully, but in the end he even hung the wrong medal. I guess it's going to be a joke."

Huh? Annick was a little confused and then asked.

"How to talk about the wrong medal."

"When attending an event in your home country, you usually have to hang up the medals awarded by your home country from left to right in order of importance. And then the medals from foreign countries."

"So Colonel Collina has a problem wearing it?" Annick still didn't quite understand.

"Just now, on the left side of Colonel Collina was an Iron Cross presented by Don Rand, then in the middle was the Ten Year Service Medal, and at the end was the Purple Star. Not only was the order at home and abroad wrong, but the importance was also wrong.

wrong."

"Senior, are you sure?"

"I'm sure, I haven't worn any medals. At least there are about ten members in the parliament who like to wear military uniforms and medals every day. This can still be seen."

"Bang!" The more he listened, the more suspicious he became. In order to ensure safety, Annick informed Director Ron.

"Senior, please help me take a look at this important matter."

The old policeman from the parliament waved to him, "Go ahead and take turns fishing. Holding it in for too long is not good for your kidneys."
Chapter completed!