It was also the first time for Kester to see this palace. His eyes were straight, and his childish face was full of surprise. When they arrived at the entrance of the palace, four servants came up to search them with two special magic artifacts.
What is being checked is not the swords and weapons, but whether there are poisons and abnormal mental fluctuations. If there are poisons, one of the magic artifacts will react. If it is a person who is being controlled by the mind, the other artifact will sound a warning.
After entering the palace, a smell of fragrant powder hit his nostrils, and the butler Wood appeared. Kester followed the butler looking around, and quietly asked Bing Zhixie: "How much money do you think this manor has?
I feel like the palace may not be as beautiful as this place."
After walking for a while, I heard the hearty laughter of a woman in front of me. When I arrived at the room at the end of the corridor, the housekeeper knocked on the door and opened it. Three familiar people appeared in front of me. The one who was laughing heartily was Melanie.
·Pochin, the one who smiled and said nothing was Lermontov, Putist was sipping tea, also smiling, and there was another person Bing Zhixie did not recognize.
The four people were sitting on four large ocher-red leather sofas, and one seat was empty.
After Boqin saw Bing Zhixie, the smile on her face quickly faded. She hugged her knees and lay on the sofa and asked Putist: "Is he the other important guest you mentioned?
"Her eyes only fell on Bing Zhixie, not even looking at Kester from the corner of her eye.
"Yes." Putist said with a smile: "This young gentleman is the most important new friend I made today."
"Oh, to be called 'the most important friend' by you, this person is extraordinary." Boqin said slowly: "Celeste Bingzhixie, is this your name!?"
As soon as these words came out, the other two people changed their expressions and looked squarely at Bing Zhixie.
"It's me." Bing Zhixie replied lightly, looking at the vacant single sofa: "Is this seat reserved for me?"
"Yes, please take a seat." Putist replied, looking at Kester behind him: "Oh, little Charlie is here, butler, take little Charlie to the living room and give him the things I prepared.
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"Yes." The butler Wood responded like a robot, without any emotion. He turned back to Kester and said, "Please follow me."
Kester looked at Bing Zhixie in confusion and had to follow the housekeeper.
Five sofas were arranged in a circle on five sides. As soon as Bing Zhixie sat down, a waiter poured a cup of tea on the independent coffee table next to him and put some refreshments on it. He whispered in his ear like an ant, "
Use it slowly'. Bing Zhixie glanced sideways and saw that it was the maid who had arranged to serve him during the auction during the day. He nodded happily to her. At this time, the clock placed in the corner was pointing to twelve o'clock. It was twelve o'clock in the evening.
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Putist said: "Mr. Celeste, I have no other reason for inviting you here so late. I just want you to come and have tea, chat, and get to know my other friends."
Bing Zhixie looked over from the other three people. Boqin was wearing red pajamas and his sitting posture was very casual. He was obviously a frequent visitor here. Lermontov was sitting upright. Although he was leaning on the sofa, his back was still straight.
His arms were folded in front of his chest from time to time, and the fine scars from his cheeks to his neck had disappeared. The third person had silver shawl curly hair, and wore a slender white robe that exposed his chest muscles. His eyes were as heavy as an eagle's, as deep as a pond.
If it weren't for the smile on his face, his eyes would have been filled with coldness. He looked about thirty years old, but later I found out he was in his early forties.
Lermontov glanced at Bingzhixie and said, "Interesting, Celeste Bingzhixie, ha, so interesting."
Boqin said lazily: "Little Putiste, even if he is your friend, not just anyone can sit here and chat with the three of us."
Bing Zhixie suddenly flew up from his seat and landed behind the sofa. This move frightened the attendants in the room and was at a loss. Bing Zhixie stretched out his palm, holding a small ball of wind in his palm.
In addition to the black fusiform concealed weapon, there are two others nailed to the ornaments on the decorative shelf behind it.
Lermontov clapped his hands and said: "What a hidden weapon, it was launched well, and he caught it. If he didn't catch it, the little girl behind him who was pouring him tea would be dead."
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After hearing this, the maid behind Bing Zhixie immediately collapsed on the ground, looking at the master and the guests present at a loss.
Putist spoke: "Diego, you are a servant in the manor after all. There is no need to use this method to test my friend's strength." He seemed to be speaking to defend the servant, but his language and attitude did not seem to care much.
Yes, no one present seemed to care about the life or death of a servant like her, just like if a frog was trampled to death on the roadside, others would ask, "Why is it so boring?"
Bing Zhixie threw the concealed weapon on the tea table and sat back down in his seat.
The man named Diego said: "I'm just a servant, so I'll die. I didn't use all my strength on the three hidden weapons, but there are only a handful of them in the world at such a close range. Young man, your insight is very keen."
Yeah. My name is Diego."
Putist glanced at the trembling servant sitting on the ground and said, "Go down, all of you."
In the room, the servants and waiters standing in the four corners left one after another, leaving only five of them in the room.
Putist put down the tea cup and said: "Let me introduce you formally. Melanie Bochin is an old friend of mine, the vice president of the Magic Guild, nicknamed the 'Queen of Sparks'. Mr. Lermontov, former
The Commander of the Guard of the Desiman Empire, one of the three most famous boxing masters in the mainland, the 'Divine Fist', nicknamed 'The Seal of the Divine Fist', is also a new friend I made recently. Diego Trinidad, from the manor
'Shenyuan', nicknamed 'Pure White Moon'."
Bing Zhixie couldn't figure out what this 'Shenyuan' was. It probably belonged to the people in the manor, like himself, Boqin, and Lermontov who were guests. He was secretly surprised at how powerful this Putiste Manor was.
, not only made friends with so many of the world's top celebrities, but also recruited a large number of masters. It was surprising enough to see the murderous tiger Babu, the headless horseman Navi, and the dead snake Heimanra before.
People are not qualified to sit here and chat with them!
Putist continued to introduce: "Celeste Bingzhixie, one of the emperor's mercenary groups, nicknamed the 'Ice Emperor'. The catastrophe in the western part of Saint Vicoa a few years ago was related to him."
"We know it without you reminding us." Boqin tilted his soft cheek and said lazily: "I have always thought about the fact that my favorite student died in that disaster."
Bing Zhixie turned her head and met her malicious gaze.
"Hey, auntie, don't be serious about this." Putist said quickly: "The newly decorated house has only been newly decorated for a few years, and I don't want to build a new house yet."
Boqin said: "If you call me aunt again, I will force you to sleep in the ruins tonight."