"Dear guests from the city of Mora, today is a good day for His Royal Highness Prince Philip to visit the city of Mora. First of all, please allow me to express the warmest welcome to His Royal Highness the Prince on behalf of everyone. Secondly, I also wish to express my sincere gratitude to all of you.
I would like to express my utmost gratitude for taking time out of my busy schedule to attend this feast. Now please invite His Royal Highness to come to the stage to speak for us."
Amidst warm applause, Prince Philip walked up to the rostrum and came to the podium that had been left by Viscount Ives who had previously made the opening remarks. He cleared his throat and began his usual speech: "I am very happy to be invited to come.
Up to here, the city of Mora is beautiful, great and rich in tradition..."
During the prince's speech, Geer and Sophia were standing quietly in a corner, minding their own business enjoying the food that represented the highest catering standards in Mora City. Except for the passing waiters, no one was around within a few meters. Obviously, there was no one here.
The guests all consciously stayed away from Geer and did not want to have any contact with him.
In this regard, Geer is happy with his leisure. In his eyes, the delicacies in front of him are much more important than those nobles who are not very pleasing to the eye.
Sophia was also very happy. After all, she was still at a somewhat gluttonous age, and although she was a child of a noble family, she was not qualified to participate in banquets like this before.
In the bustling banquet hall, it seemed that the corner where Geer was located was separated from other locations, full of a feeling of being out of place.
There's something inexplicably wrong.
Geer looked around expressionlessly. The atmosphere in the banquet hall had been very lively and there was nothing wrong, but he could detect a gloomy feeling surrounding him.
"Hello...Hello..." Just when Geer was thinking about what the problem was, a hesitant female voice appeared next to him, interrupting his thinking.
Geer tilted his head slightly. She was a noble lady, probably about the same age as him, and she looked familiar.
"Is something wrong?" Geer was distractedly observing the situation on the left and right while dealing with the noble lady casually.
"I...I am Evelyn from the Crookson family. We met a month ago at the mound next to Garro Manor."
Although when she saw Geer, Evelin was so nervous that she almost lost her words, and coupled with the embarrassing memory, it was even more difficult for her to speak.
Originally, Evelin would not attend such a banquet, but when she unexpectedly learned from her father that the new head of the Korbenson family would come to Mora City and attend the banquet, Evelin knew that this might be her last...
If you miss this opportunity, you will never know when you will meet the "perfect knight" in your mind again, so you secretly attended the dinner without telling your father, and successfully found that Ger.
By constantly saying "Evelin, you can do it" silently in her heart, Evelin then took a deep breath, closed her eyes, mustered up the courage to speak out the words at once like pouring beans.
"Oh?" Geer glanced at Evelin a few more times, and finally connected the noble lady in front of him with the girl who was tied to the ground and asked for convenience: "Well, I remembered, hello."
Evelin closed her eyes and waited nervously for Geer's answer. Her heart was pounding. She hoped that Geer would think of her, but contradictoryly hoped not to think of her embarrassed look. Her heart was agitated for a moment.
, people seem to be weightless and don't know what to do.
After hearing Geer's affirmative answer, her heart suddenly calmed down. The stories of princesses and knights recorded in the book were turned over in her mind. Her whole body trembled slightly with excitement, and her face felt hot.
It was hot, and a wonderful dizzy feeling constantly hit her consciousness.
But obviously she was going to be disappointed. After Geer said those few words, she didn't hear the next words for a long time. Finally, she couldn't help but opened her eyes and saw that Geer didn't pay attention to her.
Instead, he looked around, treating her in front of him as if she were a ball of air.
This is an extremely serious humiliation for a noble lady!
A surge of anger couldn't help but rushed straight from her abdomen to her brain. Evelin could clearly feel the heat coming from her face as if it was melting her skin. She couldn't help but grab Geer's hand.
Hands, impulsively shouted: "Aren't you ready to take responsibility for what you have done?"
Geer had already felt it when Evelin reached out to grab it, but this noble lady posed no threat to him, so he didn't care.
Cold scene.
With Evelin and Geer as the center, the surrounding people who were slightly closer all cast their surprised gazes here.
Although they didn't want to see Geer, they were still very concerned about this person who could be so carefree after killing Count Carter. On the other hand, although Evelin rarely attended such banquets, as the former deputy speaker, Viscount Ives,
The eldest daughter, many people knew her, and she connected it with what Evelin blurted out before, which immediately caused a burst of whispers.
Moreover, the sudden silence in this area also attracted the attention of people in other places. The scope of whispers continued to expand, and the hall began to be filled with noisy voices. Even Prince Philip and Viscount Ives on the podium also paid attention.
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When the servant next to him quietly told Viscount Ives the news he had learned, the Viscount's expression immediately changed. He grabbed a guard next to him and said something nervously. The guard nodded and walked off the podium to face the man.
Geer and Evelin come over here.
Evelin knew something was wrong as soon as she said the words. Sure enough, she suddenly became the focus of the banquet hall. The teasing and burning gazes coming from all directions made her feel like her head was going to explode, and she couldn't help but lower her head.
, but Geer held on tighter, as if a drowning man was holding on to a straw.
Geer didn't feel anything was wrong, but those eyes that were more mocking than other emotions made him a little impatient. On the other hand, Sophia pouted her lips a little angrily and stared at Evelin fiercely, but Geer didn't
She doesn't do anything before speaking.
There was a stalemate like this for a while, and finally when Evelin felt that she was going crazy, the guards sent by Viscount Avis arrived.
"Miss, my lord, please go to the rostrum. Lord Baron, please go too."
The guard's words made Evelin nod repeatedly. She had long wanted to get out of this embarrassing situation. The guard came just in time, but she didn't consider that if she went to the podium, more people in the banquet hall would be able to see her.
? It would be better to leave the banquet hall directly at this time.
Geer felt that he could not find the source of what made him feel wrong in this position, so he might as well try another place. The rostrum could observe the entire banquet hall, which was the most suitable position.
"Sofia, come with me."
"Yes." Sophia nodded.
"Sir, the Viscount has only invited you." The guard reminded at the side.
Geer ignored the guard's reminder at all. He pulled the hesitant Sophia with his left hand and headed towards the rostrum, while his right hand was also firmly grasped by Evelin. In the end, Geer dragged the two of them alone.
Walk.
The guard followed and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't dare.
After walking onto the podium, Geer met Prince Philip and then walked to a seat at the back.
"Ger, I'm sorry, it's my daughter who is willful." Viscount Ives wanted to come over and ask Evelin what happened, but Evelin pulled Geer and hid her body behind him.
Ken spoke to the Viscount, but Viscount Ives could only apologize to Geer in a low voice.
Geer said it didn't matter. His thoughts were completely occupied by the scene when he met Prince Philip earlier. He always felt that the prince looked a little strange when he saw him. Of course, it couldn't be seen on the surface. This was completely perceived by his intuition.
On the rostrum, because he was being watched by all the nobles present, it was not suitable for conversation, so Viscount Ives said a few words in a low voice and then stopped talking. Everyone waited for the end of Prince Philip's speech.
Only then did Evelin realize that it was a big mistake to go up to the rostrum, but at this time she was not allowed to go down, so she could only use Geer's body to block the prying eyes of those under the stage.
Valerian? Why is he here?
Geer used the observation angle of the rostrum to carefully observe the crowd below. Not long after, he was prompted by the surveillance system to see a familiar figure. It was the Brotherhood of Steel intelligence who had worked with him for a period of time.
Personnel Valerian.
He was pretending to be a waiter to serve the guests at this time. If it weren't for the fact that during the previous contact, Geer reflexively recorded his appearance and body shape data so that Geer could compare and verify it, otherwise Geer would have been unable to do so for a while.
Recognize it.
What is he doing here?
Logically speaking, he shouldn't have appeared here, and he still sneaked in in disguise. Does the prince know about this? If he knows, is he planning something? But what if he doesn't know?
Just as Gerr was thinking about the purpose of Valerian's appearance here, Prince Philip's speech also came to an end.
"...Let us drink this cup together and wish Konatas prosperity!" Prince Philip raised his wine glass and said the toast that represented the end of his speech.
"Cheers!" The nobles in the audience also raised their glasses in response.
Shocking change!
"Go to hell and bear the wrath of the Garro family!"
A shining silver knife flew out with angry words, aiming directly at Prince Philip on the rostrum, and the person who made the move was none other than Valerian, who had just been discovered by Gal!
Before the heads of the nobles present could react, a guard on the left and right sides of Prince Philip took a step forward. With an extra shield in his hand, he stood in front of Prince Philip and stopped the flying knife.
At this time, the nobles in the hall realized that the prince had been assassinated. Although it was unsuccessful, their emotions began to become tense.
It was as if Valerian had kicked off the whole process. At this moment, many waiters and guards suddenly drew their swords to kill the nobles around them, and began to gather towards the rostrum.