"Although I really want you to have a good rest, it seems that I don't have that free time yet."
The count handed over two invitations with a smile.
"This is an invitation from Gloucester. Murien specifically said in the letter that he is inviting the children of prophecy and foreign travelers to attend the Goblin Ball!"
Gloucester.
Located forty kilometers due west of the royal capital of Camelot, it is considered a very special city in the entire Fairy Kingdom.
First of all, Gloucester is the fashion capital of the whole of Britain. Any fashion radiates from here to Britain. It can be said that the popularity of the whole of Britain is leftover from Gloucester.
However, what is even more special is that Gloucester is an autonomous region with independent rights!
That's right.
Whether it is windy Salisbury, toothy Oxford, or earthy Norwich, even the ruined Sheffield is nominally the Queen's territory.
But Gloucester is different. This city is independent from the Queen's rule.
Although it is also part of the Fairy Kingdom, the queen's power does not work here!
In the final analysis, it is all because of the Lord of Gloucester!
One thousand two hundred years ago, in the 800th year of the Queen's Calendar, a territorial conflict broke out between the Fang Clan and the Wing Clan.
The final result was that the powerful and brave Fang Clan wiped out the Wing Clan!
Only the clan leader Murien and Habetroth, who was renamed Habetroth, escaped.
After the Winged Clan was wiped out, Habemeow continued to wander the land.
Murien, on the other hand, established a city in Gloucester.
She has covered the entire Gloucester with her unique fairy domain as a returning Yaling. In this city, everyone's strength will be suppressed back to its original state.
As long as in this fairy realm, no one is her opponent, and no one can resist her!
Even Queen Morgan is no exception to this!
At least, that's what Murien thinks.
Because Queen Morgan did allow Gloucester's autonomy and Murien's neutral status.
Sometimes, even when Murien extended his tentacles of power to other cities, and even made bold statements that Gloucester was not under the Queen's control, the Queen did not see any reaction to this.
This makes Murien even more confident.
Today, Gloucester is already the most famous city in the Goblin Kingdom. Countless lower-level goblins are proud to have visited Gloucester, and even the high-level goblins of Camelot often visit here.
In the center of Gloucester, there is a huge auction house.
"Coming here reminds me of some bad memories."
Muramasa's face turned dark.
He was originally rescued by Gudazi at this auction, and because of this he felt the need to repay his kindness, so he joined their camp.
"This time the destination is not the auction, but the place next door to the auction."
Under the leadership of the guards, Guda and the others walked towards the city center.
An invitation can only carry one attendant, so everyone else chose to go shopping, while Guda and Artoria took little Leonardo da Vinci and Muramasa into the dance venue respectively.
"What a beautiful place!"
After entering the ballroom, Gudazi couldn't help but admire her.
The vast hall is filled with high-end delicacies. Gentleman-like servants walk in it, constantly offering wine to the brightly dressed superior fairies.
What attracts them most is the sky above.
The ceiling of this hall is actually designed to be transparent. From the inside of the hall, you can completely see the stars in the night sky, making people feel as if they are in nature, but also have a sense of civilized superiority, which is beautiful.
Although I have been to various places in the past, Guda has rarely seen such a purely aristocratic design.
"Custer, what's wrong with you?"
Little Da Vinci noticed that Arturia had been pinching the corner of her clothes, her face turned red, and she couldn't help but asked with concern.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, no, I just think that an inconspicuous low-level elf like me, who doesn't even have decent clothes, is really worthy of being in a place like this, haha..."
Artoria smiled dryly, her face flushed with shame.
Muramasa raised his eyebrows.
That being said, it's true.
Both Leonardo da Vinci and Guda are wearing their own magic costumes. The design of pan-human history gives the local fairies a refreshing feeling, and the feather fabric he wears is also very fashionable.
Only Artoria.
She was wearing a set of coarse linen clothes that had been washed out and turned white by some village girl or demon.
She has such low self-esteem, and her dress must be one of the reasons.
"You need not be ashamed of this, son of prophecy."
While several people were talking, a voice suddenly interrupted.
"Because all around this ballroom, Murien has added the magic of 'strange fairies can't see their own faces'. No one knows you, and no one cares about you."
That’s what I said.
Although it may seem like comfort, it makes people feel more damaged.
Look, everyone just doesn’t care about you because they don’t know you?
If I knew you, I would probably rush up to you, point my finger in your face and laugh loudly, right?
"Bagster?"
Muramasa stared at him with an unhappy expression.
"What advice do you have? Or what do you mean, are you planning to take revenge on the Welsh forest?"
"That's because my skills are inferior to others, and I don't have that plan."
Bagster rarely took off his armor today and put on a formal dress wrapped in black silk.
It's just that her figure gives people a stronger feeling than being astringent, but rather the feeling of being beaten by her muscles.
"I came to you because... no, what was I thinking about."
Halfway through her words, she clicked her tongue again.
"I probably don't have that qualification. Sorry, please forget about this!"
Little Da Vinci and Guda looked at each other.
They all saw a little movement in each other's eyes.
"The distinguished guests have entered."
The words just fell.
Several figures even more beautiful than the superior fairies present walked into the hall.
Among them were many of their acquaintances.
For example, Aurora, the leader of the Wind Clan, and Lancelot, the fairy knight.
And Tristan the Fairy Knight.
"Huh?"
Gudazi was suddenly stunned.
"Why is Tristan the Fairy holding a pig in his arms?"
Little Leonardo, Artoria, and even Bagster noticed this.
All the superior fairies present looked astonished at Fairy Knight Tristan.
"What are you looking at!"
Yao Cui stared around with a fierce expression.
There are obvious signs of taking action at the first sign of disagreement.
Pay attention.
The pig's face was full of humane despair.
There is also a small nameplate hanging around its neck.
Everyone present had excellent eyesight and could see what was engraved on it at a glance.
"Beryl Gat..."
"Hehe...hehe..."
"Hahahahahahahahahaha————!!!"
Suddenly.
The entire ballroom burst into unbridled laughter!