Night Raven Master

61 The eve of the banquet
If one wanted to gain a foothold in the upper class, the importance of reputation was unquestionable. As the ruling class, as a wizard, as a nobleman, he had his own passport to the upper class.

In contrast, other existences are not so simple.

Strength and power are the most important criteria besides having blue blood.

As an important indicator for determining this qualification, it is whether you have received a banquet invitation from the Viscount Red Rose—whether you can participate in the annual banquet held by the Viscount Red Rose.

The Hutchinson Chamber of Commerce, one of the three major chambers of commerce in the Red Rose Viscount Territory, has such qualifications.

At this moment, Evie Hutchinson's complexion was a bit ugly.

His gaze was fixed on the "person" sitting on the sofa in front of him.

A human form composed of illusory light and shadow, a crow with reddish feathers is lying beside the person.

"I understand." Evie Hutchinson nodded with an ugly face, and reached out to hold the things on the table.

"Then—happy transaction." A line of beautifully written Allen's words appeared on the desktop in front of him.

Afterwards, Yiwei watched the "man" stand up, his figure slowly collapsed, and the crow beside him seemed to be startled by this strange change and flew away.

Seeing the figures collapse, Yiwei's face became even uglier, and then his eyes turned to the items in his hand——

It was a faint blue gemstone.

On the other side, at the gate of the West District, Yate, who had just left the West District, looked at the crows flying in the sky, gently pressed the brim of his hat with his right hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He took a step and walked towards the central area.

Time passed, and soon it was the eve of the banquet.

The count's banquet was held in the castle.

A carriage passed through the bustling street, passed through the guard inspection at the gate of the west district under the gaze of passers-by, and then entered the west district.

Among these guests, the lords who are wizards and nobles only need to ask a simple question, or they can pass directly without inspection.

As for the others, only two people can enjoy the treatment without inspection.

The first one is the priest of the Holy See led by Red Rose, and the other one is the president of the Mercenary Guild.

Others, even if they were invited as "Chairman of one of Red Rose's three major chambers of commerce", they had to accept the inspection.

Among the many invited people, the existence of one also attracted the attention of many people.

Not because of any power, but because of her charm——

Her long hair is coiled up high, and silver earrings and necklaces adorn her already charming body. The black high-waisted top that clings to her body fully shows her graceful figure, but the stand-up collar that covers all the chain bones makes her more attractive. She did not reveal the slightest whiteness, and the layers of black gauze skirts were stretched into a hemispherical shape.

As the person who brought the "Northern Current", she was quite representative in high society.

In other words, her dress is quite representative. Women in the upper class are all aware of Madame Rolle's store, and they are all imitating Madame Rolle's dress or buying clothes in Madame Rolle's shop.

For men, some of the lowest-ranking nobles—such as those "knight" nobles—accepted this "trend", while the other part still wore the aristocratic attire that was based on the wizard's robe and added some decorative patterns.

At this time, Luo Er has stepped out of the previous shadows and returned to the original Mrs. Luo Er who is both elegant and beautiful.

The checks on ladies are very loose. After being questioned by the butler Barold and inspected by a female servant, Mrs. Luo took her own guard—the loyal Shila through the external checkpoints. .

Looking at the clean and tidy road leading to the castle paved with stone slabs, Madam Luoer was a little lost. The viscount once offered her a favor, but she refused.

"What if I had accepted the solicitation?" she couldn't help thinking.

However, if it does not exist.

She sighed inwardly, then turned her head, ready to see who came behind her and who were invited by the Viscount.

At this moment, her gaze froze.

Tuk Tuk-

A young man in a white undershirt, a black tuxedo, and a black top hat walked up to the butler Baroud at an unhurried pace:

"I should have come in time enough, should I not, Mr. Barrod."

Man with a smile on his face.

And Baroud bowed slightly—just like when he met the nobles before:
"You came just in time, Lord Arter."

Baroud maintained the respect he faced the nobles as a servant, and stepped sideways to make way. The guards didn't know Art because he entered the castle a few days ago in a carriage, but they could let the butler Baroud use this It must be a nobleman who greeted him with a gracious gesture.

The guards consciously stepped out of the way without checking.

Art raised the brim of his hat slightly, and walked past the guards and Baroud with a smile.

Afterwards, he also noticed Mrs. Luoer standing aside and the female guard Xila with a little panic in her eyes.

He remembered an "accidental" information he had obtained when he made a deal with someone before, and his eyes stayed on the female guard for half a second. Then, he smiled at Mrs. Luoer and said:
"Madam, your beauty is intoxicating."

Seeing the smile on the corner of Yate's mouth, Mrs. Luoer couldn't help but think of the fear that had finally subsided. She forced a smile and said:
"Mr. Art, I didn't expect to see you here."

"This is a pleasant coincidence, isn't it?" Art looked at the unnatural smile of the woman in front of him, and laughed in his heart. It seemed that the fear of the dark light he used had brought a lot of shadows to her.

"Yes." Although Madam Luoer stayed up all night when she was frightened by the fear of the dark light, her psychological quality was far stronger than others, and she was still able to maintain her superficial attitude, "I think so too, but, I think we should go to Lord Viscount's castle first, shall we, Mr. Art?"

"I think so too." Seeing Mrs. Luoer's obviously submissive attitude, Art chuckled, walked around the other party, and left leaning on the black cane.

And Mrs. Luoer looked at Yate's back and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the huge banquet hall, the servants guided the guests to come in through the gate, and the light from the rose-like flames on several chandeliers covered the entire hall.

The soothing aroma is also released along with the flower-like flame.

In the hall, the servants ordered by the Viscount had already placed all kinds of delicacies on the long tables.

Mille-feuille, toast, tender steak, cheese, smoked duck breast, lamb saddle steak, etc., are placed on the table, looking very attractive under the light of warm colors, and the bottles of fine wine also appear On every table, whether it is the unique flower wine of the Red Rose Collar—Red Rose Wine, or wine, Durade wine, or fragrant malt wine brewed by special techniques.

This tempting food made Yate, who has always been wild fruit + barbecue, wild fruit + barbecue, and wild fruit plus barbecue three times during his travels, couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Although I already know from the memory of my predecessor that the aristocratic food culture in this world is very developed, reaching a height that can throw the European Middle Ages of the previous life a few blocks away, but.
What you actually see and what you remember are two completely different things.

A manservant and maidservant dressed in costumes decorated with red roses came to the guests with trays in both hands, and a maid came beside Art:
"Excuse me, do you need these?"

"Just put it aside for me, please." Art smiled.

"Okay, okay." Compared to the cold or indifferent looks of other nobles, the maid was flattered by Art's smile, and she nervously put the plate on the table beside Art, then bowed and left .

Art watched the other party leave, then shifted his gaze to the others.

At this time, Yate was in a position close to the corner. He avoided the positions that were most likely to be watched, and chose a position that was least likely to be watched, and watched one after another in the hall. guest.

The lingering shadows on his body from time to time made him seem to blend into the background, separated from the increasingly noisy banquet.

He would choose the spell "Twilight Fear" precisely because of the description of "Change Light and Shadow".

——Changing light and shadow is not just for scaring people.

Mrs. Lauer, who came to the hall in the next step, didn't notice herself, and was entangled by a group of people, young or not, from passive to active and familiar with everyone who approached.

He was observing everyone, and he was also paying attention to how many people noticed him.

Of those who noticed him, apart from the few nobles who were closer to his position, only two people noticed him.

One is a middle-aged man wearing a platinum holy robe, the priest of the Red Rose Collar Church, the strongest figure in the Holy See in the Red Rose Collar.

The other is a man with a scar on his face. Although he has dressed up and put on exquisite clothes, the bulging muscle lines under the clothes make this dress a bit inconsistent——The Mercenary Guild is located in the Red Rose Collar Branch President Baran.

After the two entered the hall, their eyes looked around, and the eyes of the priest of the Holy See fell on him first. After Art smiled back, the other party nodded and shifted his gaze, while he His actions caused the man beside him who looked like a paladin to turn his attention to him.

And not long after that, when the branch president of the mercenary guild entered here, he didn't notice him for the first time, but shortly after Yate's eyes fell on him, the other party seemed to sense it, and then looked at him. he.

Except for those low-ranking nobles nearby who looked at him because they sensed psychic power, Yate had already drawn up a rough strength table in his heart.

At this moment, the figure of Viscount Rosa also appeared——

(End of this chapter)