Just as Mr. Men expected, the envoy who came to take them to the Tudor Imperial Palace was already waiting at the pier early.
After Lin En and others disembarked, the envoy first expressed his congratulations on the safe return of the mission on behalf of the Tudor royal family in a very official way, as well as praises for the hard work of completing the mission, etc., and then stated that the palace was ready to celebrate the mission.
After completing the mission and returning safely, the banquet is just waiting for everyone to attend.
Finally, after this part of the process was over, the messenger took out a smaller piece of parchment from his arms, then looked at Lin En, Bethel and Mr. Men, and said respectfully:
"The Duke of Ammon, the Duke of Bethel, and His Highness Libert, your Majesty has prepared a tea party and invited the three of them to attend."
"Tea party?" Lin En raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Is it just a tea party for the four of us and... His Majesty Tudor?"
"In addition to the three Your Highnesses, Lord Antigonus has also been invited." The envoy had obviously done his homework in advance and knew Lin En's external identity, so he replied respectfully immediately.
"Oh, so to speak, His Majesty Tuduo is quite leisurely..." Lin En pinched his chin, not knowing what he thought of, and his smile became brighter. He then glanced at the two people next to him and said with a smile:
"You haven't told me anything about this."
A small tea party, what a perfect opportunity to take action!
What a great hands-on venue!
Bethel's brows jumped and he quickly explained in a low voice: "Sorry, I didn't think of this for a while."
In fact, it wasn't that I didn't expect it, but as the conscience of the Gou San family, Mr. Men really couldn't bear that Tuduo's beloved tea party would turn into a scene of psychological shadow, so he didn't take the initiative to mention it.
Well, that's right, although Bethel also wanted to beat up his boss, his principles in this regard were obviously a little higher than the other two.
"It's okay, it's not too late to tell me now." Lin En didn't care about Mr. Men's concealment and said with a smile.
Amon raised his hand to straighten his crystal monocle, and introduced with a smile: "Tuduo has never liked overly lively banquets. Generally speaking, this kind of small tea party will be held to discuss anything. Do you want to
If you want to participate, there are still many opportunities.”
"This is not a hunter at all..." Lin En pinched her chin and couldn't help but complain, "You have been promoted to Red Priest, but you still prefer the Black Emperor?"
"Maybe I just don't want to change my old habits." Bethel thinks this is normal. Aleister Tudor has always preferred the Black Emperor to the Red Priest, especially His never-changing
Asymmetrical aesthetic.
Thinking of this, Mr. Men suddenly remembered something, looked at Lin En up and down, and then his expression became subtle.
Because Lin En's clothes were very orthodox and symmetrical. Generally speaking, this kind of clothes would not appear in the Tudor Empire. After all, the Tudor Empire had an emperor who preferred asymmetrical beauty.
This led to the fact that in the Tudor Empire, no matter what people wore on their bodies, what they wore on their heads, or the houses they lived in, everything reflected a kind of asymmetrical, irregular, and messy beauty.
"Do you want to change your clothes before going to see Tudor?" After hesitating for a few seconds, Bethel said politely.
"Ah?" Lin En was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and glanced at the clothes he bought in the Balang Empire, and then looked at the clothes of other people around him, and he suddenly realized.
Oh, I almost forgot, Aleister Tudor seems to like the beauty of asymmetry.
"If I don't change my clothes, will He beat me?" Lin En suddenly realized that it was obviously impossible for him to just change his clothes just because Tudor liked it, so he asked.
"Usually no, but He may give you a set of clothes that suit His aesthetics on the spot." When Bethel said this, he obviously thought of some unbearable memories, "If you don't change it, it will be very annoying later.
.”
"Then I won't change." Lin En said with a smile, "I like symmetrical clothes."
Bethel was not surprised by this. After all, Lin En planned to use Tudor's sack to beat him, so how could he change clothes according to the other person's aesthetics?
They did not deliberately lower their voices when talking, but the messenger next to them seemed to have not heard a word, but lowered his head lower and lower.
Of course, the messenger is not disloyal to Tudor, but as the entity closest to Sequence 0, Bethel's status in the Tudor Empire is very transcendent.
Precisely because of this, the remarks made by Mr. Men and Mr. Men's son about His Majesty Tudor were not too tactful, but they were not very outrageous either. The envoy would just pretend not to have heard them.
"Didn't you say you were going to attend a tea party? Come on, let's go, I'm really looking forward to meeting His Majesty Tudor!" Lin En then looked at the envoy whose head had been buried in his chest, and said with a smile:
"If you don't participate well this time, you may not have the chance in the future."
"His Royal Highness Libert was joking. With your status, there will be many opportunities to be invited by His Majesty in the future." Seeing that the two of them finally stopped saying anything outrageous, the envoy raised his head and replied respectfully.
"I hope so..." Lin En blinked and said meaningfully.
When Bethel heard the words, he couldn't help but lower his eyes. Of course he knew what Lin En meant. After all, after this tea party, the next tea party might be the time for them to take action.
Amon was still smiling, which seemed different from Mr. Men's "conscience" in this way.
Naturally, the messenger did not know that the three loyal angel kings of the Tudor Empire were about to evolve from Tudor's confidants into serious troubles, so he immediately led a group of people in the direction of the palace.
Soon, the destination was reached, and Lin En and others naturally separated from the rest of the mission, and were led alone by the messenger to a place that looked like a small garden.
This is obviously a well-tended garden, with all kinds of flowers in full bloom. Linn even saw many flowers that should not bloom in this season. The most outstanding one is that it is extremely beautiful.
The only thing that made Linn want to complain was that these flowers were obviously carefully pruned. They couldn't even find two opposite flowers among them. Even the petals were basically odd numbers, which can be said to reflect a kind of beauty everywhere.
Asymmetrical messy beauty.
In the center of the garden, in the pavilion that also embodies the irregular beauty, there is a round table and high-backed chairs that look like stone and jade, and there is already a guest on one of the high-backed chairs.
It was a man with a young face and long hair that was already half white. His eyes were dark and full of vicissitudes of life. His facial features were pretty good, but there were bunches of thick black short hair on his cheeks, giving him a strange look.
A contradictory feeling of being both old and young, both rational and crazy.
The other party was sitting quietly on a high-backed chair, holding a thin booklet in his hand.
Looks so familiar!
Linn blinked and almost immediately recognized the other person's identity - Antigonus.
Antigonus obviously noticed their arrival, and immediately raised his eyes towards them. His eyes fell on Mr. Men first. As if he thought of something, he almost subconsciously squeezed the booklet in his hand, and then looked at it.
Linn next to Mr. Xiangmen.
He was obviously stunned for a moment, and then showed an expression that looked like shock and hesitation.
Hey, you still remember me... Lin En raised his eyebrows, then waved to Antigonus with a smile and said, "Long time no see, little devil wolf!"