Tribute to the Demon King

Beo repeated in a low voice, then raised his head suddenly: "Ayi has been here? Do you know the names of the two towers?"

Zhou Yi nodded, and just as he was about to answer, a hearty voice came from outside: "The one on the east is called the Tower of Sun, and the one on the west is the Tower of the Moon."

He must have overheard the conversation in the car.But that laughter was a bit too hearty by British standards, almost as exaggerated as a stage play.

"The sun and the moon..."

El-Melloi II whispered from the carriage next to him.

Hearing the coachman's conversation, he seemed to think of something.But Zhou Yi didn't answer or talk, just quietly waited for the carriage to stop at the gate of the Moon Tower.

"Go this way, please... I wish you two have a good time."

The coachman smiled heartily, and nodded to Zhou Yi and Bei Ao.The other two coachmen saluted the other four magicians with the same smile and the same tone.

Then, when the six people got off the carriage, the drivers and the carriage melted into the air without warning.

It's like a fairy tale.Only three small toy soldiers and three exquisite toy carriages remained behind them.

"Shouldn't it be said that it is the orthodox branch of the Creation Division (Baluye)... What a unique reception method."

Bazzett muttered in a low voice with a very unhappy expression on his face.

But El-Melloi II's expression was very painful, as if he had been punched.It has been transformed from a mental stomach pain to a physical stomach pain, which may be regarded as some kind of treatment.

Zhou Yi subconsciously helped him up, and before he could talk to him, he heard a deep baritone voice from the side.

"—It is an honor to be praised by you."

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Chapter 150 Seven Factional Struggles Are Like This

Zhou Yi turned his head and saw a gentleman about 45 years old bowing respectfully at the entrance of the tower.

This gentleman has clean brown hair and a scarlet suit.Perhaps because of the inconvenient movement of his legs, he still holds a cane in his right hand.

"Sovereign Ermeiro, Lord Bazzett... and, um... Lord Darius. My name is Byron Valueretta Iseluma. It is my honor for you to come from afar. It is a great honor."

"You're welcome, Byron."

Zhou Yi nodded to him.Looking at his somewhat complicated eyes, the corners of his mouth can't help but rise slightly.

Today, he can already directly and clearly perceive the emotions of the people around him without any medium.

Therefore, Zhou Yi clearly realized that when Byron saw him, unwillingness and fear suddenly appeared in his heart.

……interesting.

What is Byron panicking about?Don't want to see me?

But Zhou Yi didn't reveal it directly, but smiled quietly and looked away.

Behind him, Bazzett and the others also nodded to Byron.

After all, Iseruma is also a famous family.Compared with a big family like Archibald, it is only slightly worse, and a corresponding understanding is also required.Beo and Huano Hishiri, who were neglected, were also happy and did not make a sound.

"Hello? Eh? Won't you say hello to me, Uncle Byron?"

Melvin frowned dissatisfiedly: "Because I'm not on the invitation list?"

Byron just smiled gently: "Where, Master Melvin. I can only feel honored that you left the workshop for the first time in several years to attend the diplomatic banquet."

"It's about the same. During the Holy Grail War and a while ago, I couldn't do my best because of my broken body, but I'm in pretty good shape recently. At least I won't have a problem going out for a few days."

Melvin smiled and waved his hand: "But compared to that, I want to call Mommy and find some girls who can hug... By the way, let's call a Spanish beauty this time. However, Russia It's more comfortable to hug if you tie it."

Although all women are angels, the forms of happiness are different.Melvin said something outrageous with a serious face.

Bairon just kept an embarrassed smile, nodded to Zhou Yi and the others, and raised his hand to signal the entrance of the tower.

"Come in, everyone. The banquet is about to begin."

Zhou Yi took a deep look at him, and led a few people inside.

Under the high ceiling of the banquet hall, there was an extraordinarily gorgeous light.

The thick blanket underfoot felt like it was drowning your ankles, and the cool, pleasant air was quite comforting.As soon as I entered the lobby, I heard gorgeous music coming from the front.

The classical melody is reminiscent of the distant sea.

In the melodious trumpet, the piano weaves a slender melody, and the strong double bass supports the bottom flow.The beautiful music is also light and delicate, and even makes people have an urge to tap dance.

"...In the Mood. This song is almost 70 years old."

Zhou Yi raised his brows: "But having said that, it's Jazz that Byron let go."

"The teacher also likes to listen to jazz?"

On the other hand, El-Melloi II was a little surprised.

He really likes the tunes and plays old records in the apartment whenever he can.Although it is a modern magic subject, this habit is like an old man in his seventies and eighties.

Incidentally, this habit was picked up after he went to Japan to participate in the Holy Grail War.It must be a habit inherited from that old couple.

Zhou Yi just shook his head: "That's not... It's just that I have experienced that era. Well, how should I put it, I miss it a little."