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The mages looked hostilely at the priest walking in unhurriedly. Although no one impulsively and stupidly pulled out his staff and stepped forward to attack him, even those mages who had been healed by the priest and received his favor could not Not daring to show kindness openly—even Aphra had been instructed by the priest in advance not to get too close to him, lest she would cause public wrath.

The priest didn't seem to care about the scorching gaze cast on him, with a leisurely smile on his face, even though he was still wearing the priest's robe, his demeanor was enough to be pleasing to the eye, especially those ladies, who opened their fans one by one to cover half of their body. face, his eyes glanced in the direction of the priest from time to time.

The city lord Tines didn't seem to notice this little episode. He clapped his hands and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm glad that we can reunite here! As we all know, not long ago, we guessed that we just experienced A terrible catastrophe! Now, outside the city, the corpses of those undead have not even been cleaned up!"

The ladies in gorgeous long dresses covered their mouths and let out low exclamations in response to the occasion.

"However, fortunately, with the cooperation of His Excellency Mu Defan, His Excellency, all the mages, swordsmen, and citizens of La Serena, our crisis has finally been resolved! La Serena, thus avoiding A disaster that fell from the sky to destroy the city!"

As Tines finished speaking, there was thunderous applause one after another, and the people cheered, and even the faces of the mages showed rare relief.

Indeed, due to lack of defense, La Serena almost fell. Although there is a magic teleportation array in the city, it is impossible for the teleportation array to send everyone away at once. La Serena, which is occupied by the undead, has only one end , is to completely become a city of the undead, the consequences, they can't even imagine, no one wants to be a member of the army of the undead, the whole body is rotten until only the bones are left, and then irrationally and persistently attack their own compatriots , living like a walking dead.

Originally, if possible, Tines wanted to take Chris’s sign out for a walk, but fortunately he was still a little sane and knew what Chris hated the most, so he didn’t let the huge excitement and vanity go to his head , and in order to avoid excessively stimulating the many mages present and causing unpleasant incidents, he did not mention the name of the priest.

"Tonight, let's drink to La Serena!"

"—to La Serena! Cheers!"

Everyone cheered and raised their glasses.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy this pleasant night!" Tines smiled and snapped his fingers, and the musicians who had been waiting for a long time in the corner of the hall immediately started to play, and the wonderful music flowed in the air instantly. The whole venue.

As the music sounded, many men had already started to invite their favorite women to dance, and the women accepted it modestly holding their skirts. Couples of men and women danced lightly on the dance floor, brimming with a cheerful atmosphere.

Usually this time is the beginning of the communication time.

Even if the mages intend to isolate the priests, not everyone in the room wants to see the faces of the mages. For those ordinary wealthy businessmen or swordsmen, it is a great honor to get to know a priest, even though Yannick is still wearing the clothes of a low-level priest , but he saved the lives of many Black Death patients, and at the same time won a huge reputation. It is beneficial to them to befriend such people. They all want to see the opportunity and come forward to invite them to dance.

Yannick's other skills may still need to be cultivated, but the ability to fool is innate. This kind of occasion seems to be specially created for him.Facing people with different purposes, he puts on the gentlest smile, moves freely between various topics, from religious wars to the most popular entertainment nowadays, and has a great time talking with people in detail—there is always such a thing. A kind of person, even if he half understands, can make you feel that he is knowledgeable. Our Priest Yannick is such an expert fool.

"My dear priest, would you like to dance with me?"

When Yannick politely rejected countless people and made many women run away with their hearts full of hearts, there were still some people who persevered in making such an invitation.

Yannick looked at the girl in front of him in surprise. "Sophia, you are so charming tonight!"

The girl whom he praised rarely raised a shy smile.

Tonight's Sophia, instead of the swordsman trousers she usually wears, puts on a court dress and a long skirt. Her hair is braided at the temples and pulled back, combed together with the long hair at the back, and then polished with a star-shaped drill. The dress is fixed, and the dress is several layers of white and green gauze skirts. The bustle makes the waist more slender, and the neckline is opened from the shoulders on both sides to the middle. Finally, it is embellished with a string of pearls, which can cover a small part of the plump breasts. , not happy together.

But it is undeniable that this Sophia is extremely charming.

"Then dear Yannick, would you like to play a song with such a charming me?"

Sophia invited again. She never hesitated to express her affection for the priest. Even though she knew that there might be no result in the end, everyone wanted to leave some of the best memories in their best years.

And for tonight, she also specially dressed up. Judging from the heads-up and dancing invitations that Sofia attracted at the banquet tonight, this dress was indeed very successful.

It's a pity that the person she wanted to be favored the most still declined her.

"I'm sorry, Sophia, my robe is really not suitable for dancing." The priest said regretfully.

He didn't want this girl to still have unrealistic hopes, so it would be better to clearly reject her from the beginning, and more importantly, wearing such a noble and elegant priest's robe to dance would make the noble and elegant look he had created so hard The image is destroyed!

"Okay, I can understand." Sophia smiled reluctantly, turned around and left without further pestering.

The empathetic Aphra immediately ran after her to comfort her. As for D'Antonio, who had been a semi-invisible person for a long time, he did not attend tonight's dinner because his mood had not fully recovered.

"You broke a girl's heart." Fizer came over and raised his glass to signal him.

"It's better to be sad now than later." The priest raised his eyebrows, "I'm not a sentimental person."

"Of course, but I've heard that many priests have mistresses in private, although it's unlikely in Miss Sophia's capacity." Feizel smiled, "But maybe she will change her mind in the future. This is a good thing. There is always nothing to lose for a man!"

"I smell the perfume on your body." The priest smiled, "It seems that you have gained a lot of hearts just now, how about this, the important task of saving Miss Sophia is entrusted to you."

"Oh no!" Feizel shrugged, "She will only show her feminine side in front of you. I'd better be my public lover. I can't bear the responsibility!"

The two were joking around there, and teased each other. Yannick glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Baron Lane standing beside Tines was staring at him, so he returned a charming smile. All of a sudden, the eyes became a little bit more resentful, and the priest was baffled.

"How about Sir Chris, why didn't you see him?" Feizel asked.

Yannick was about to answer when he saw several mages walking towards them.

"Are you Yannick Hill?" One of the low-level mages raised his chin slightly and asked in a strange tone of lukewarmness.

"I'm."

"Have you healed a mage named Hankison before?"

The priest shook his head: "Sorry, I don't remember the name."

The low-ranking priest twisted the corner of his mouth and forced a smile: "Master Hanksen is very grateful for your help in healing him, but he still needs to rest and can't come tonight. Let me express his gratitude to you on his behalf."

The priest smiled and said, "Really? Then please tell him for me that you don't need to be polite. It is my duty for the priest to rescue the wounded."

The low-ranking priest handed out one of the wine glasses in his hand—he held two wine glasses in each hand, both of which were filled with tempting mint green wine, which was Dawn Wine, which is very popular in Olin Continent. It is named after the color of the wine is like the green leaves in the morning light.

"I remember that priests don't have a ban on drinking alcohol, right?" the other party said.

"Yes."

"Then let me offer you a toast on his behalf?" The low-ranking mage raised his eyebrows, his tone was still not very warm, but at least he didn't say anything bad.Thinking about it, on this occasion, no one wants to lose their identity at a dinner party where both the city lord and Master Fan are present.

"Of course, I'm honored." The priest took the glass and smiled slightly, "Let's toast to La Serena's survival?"

"Cheers to La Serena!" several mages said, and everyone raised their glasses and drank it down.

After drinking, several mages left quickly, and then, Feizel who had been standing by the side was surprised to find that the priest seemed to be juggling, the empty wine glass in his hand was filled again in the blink of an eye, still the same as Just about the same capacity.

"What kind of spell is this?" He was simply curious.

"It's not a spell, it's just a little trick to give your eyes an illusion." The priest's smile remained unchanged, and he was still playing with the wine glass in his hand.

"..." For some reason, Feizel suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Are you Priest Hill?" A voice broke the dullness. Feizel turned his head and found a middle-aged man with a mustache greeting the priest. Spoiled by an overly enthusiastic look.

"Yes, you are?" Yannick responded politely.

"I'm an official of the city hall, a material dispatcher of La Serena, and a third-class baron of the Garter Empire." With a smile on his face, the mustache suddenly took the priest's hand and bowed his head to kiss the back of his hand.

In Olin Continent, the recipients of hand kisses can only be women, and the bearded nobles obviously showed a little frivolity and impoliteness.

The priest didn't show any displeasure at this reckless behavior, instead he took half a step forward, and the distance between the two got closer. After understanding his hint, I can't wait to develop a further relationship: "I don't know if you are free tomorrow night, but I sincerely invite you to visit me at my mansion. Explain the doctrine!"

"Of course, if I have no other arrangements at that time," the priest smiled gently, "To celebrate our first acquaintance, this glass of wine will be my gift."

The lustful mustache happily took the wine glass, touched the smooth back of the priest's hand, poured the wine down his throat without hesitation, and entangled for a long time until the priest hinted again and again. leave.

"What did you give him to drink?" Fizer asked almost immediately as Mustache left.

"I don't know either." Yannick spread his hands, "It depends on the sincerity of the previous mage."

Half an hour later, Fizer finally knew what the side effect of that glass of wine was.