Mage's Secret

It was obviously too conspicuous to stand motionless by the gate of the banquet hall, and Traphael walked slowly into the crowd.Without deliberate disguise, his steps were a little sluggish from the day's exertion, which matched Harold's sickly appearance very well.Traphael walked slowly like this, while searching for his target in the crowd.

Although Nakaron is only a medium-sized city in terms of scale, it has a long history. If you want to talk about the glorious past of this ancient city, even the most concise poems compiled by the best poets can sing three songs. Days and nights.This means that there are quite a lot of noble titles in this city, which can be hereditary.

Like all the nobles on the mainland, most of the nobles here use the most decent way in their eyes to obtain assets - inheritance.So generally speaking, the longer the family under the title with a long history, the more dilapidated it is behind the noble shell.

But these nobles will not be willing to watch their family, this beautiful empty shell completely collapsed in their own hands.They usually choose another way to keep their titles of nobility, the most rusted among the cogs of time, going.

They chose to marry wealthy businessmen.

Although they sincerely look down on those merchants who only have money and are from humble backgrounds, but they are extremely greedy for those rich merchants' warehouses full of gold coins, so they will still pick out some that are useless to the family. In their eyes, they are "" Moths", remote offshoots of "the chief culprit of the family's downfall", and then handed over their beautiful daughters or sons.

Even so, they are quite picky about who they marry.Along with the long history of Karen, there is also its prosperity.Although due to geographical conditions and various historical reasons, the city can only be regarded as a medium-sized city so far, but it is located at the junction of several important commercial routes on the continent of Ozevina, so even in wartime, it It has never been deserted.As such, there are as many families here with hereditary titles of nobility as there are wealthy merchant families that have passed down many generations.That's why nouveau riche like Harold, despite their considerable fortunes, is still out of favor.Such a family is the choice of the nobles for intermarriage.

In fact, just like nobles look down on businessmen, these wealthy businessmen also look down on those nobles who only know how to sit and eat at tea parties all day long.But they are also coveting the noble titles that cover the dilapidated families.But in today's turbulent but relatively peaceful world, it is not easy to seek another noble status.Therefore, they will also choose to use a more convenient method to seek benefits for themselves-marriage with nobles.

As a result, merchants and nobles, one needs fame and the other needs profit, and they have their own ghosts and know each other's ideas well, and they are combined together, restraining and making up for each other, and multiplying together.

This is the status quo of the upper strata of Karen, which is quite stable in a deformed and very natural way.It is precisely for this reason that almost all of the surnames that deserved names in the history of this city have survived and maintained their due high profile.Therefore, they are eligible to participate in this banquet, and the number of people present is quite large.If they spelled out their scary-looking full names and titles, I'm afraid they could fill an entire city wall.Correspondingly, as a venue for holding banquets, the hall of the City Lord's Mansion is also frighteningly large.

All were dressed in the latest gowns of the finest fabrics, and expensive jewellery, which blinded one's eyes in the bright light. Even a paladin could not possibly be in military attire on such an occasion, I am afraid that among all the people present, the one dressed most eye-catchingly is Traphael who pretends to be Harold.

Based on the above reasons, the mage originally thought that it would be a very difficult task to find someone in such an environment, but to his surprise, he noticed the paladin with golden brown curly hair almost effortlessly , even if there is no one around him at this time, what he is wearing is only a suit of ordinary gorgeous dress compared with others.All he did was stand by the wall with a glass of wine, looking indifferently at the lights in the hall.He didn't seem to intend to drink the glass of wine in his hand, nor was he interested in joining the banquet. He seemed to be planning to maintain that position until the end of the banquet.Many people around were eager to move with flattering expressions, but they stopped at his cold aura.

The so-called aura is that no matter how many distracting factors are around, it will still make other people notice this person at a glance.For the same reason, it is not so incomprehensible for a paladin to discover the existence of a mage at a glance.

The moment Traphael found DeWitt, the paladin also captured the mage.The eyes of the two met in mid-air. The paladin's indifferent eyes immediately became dark because of his guard, and his back, which had never been relaxed, became straighter and harder because of long-term rigorous training.

DeWitt's reaction made Traphael feel like his disguise was being seen through, but he knew that he hadn't really been exposed, otherwise the paladin would have violently subdued him in an instant, instead of just entering the most basic alert Status - he didn't even use his fingers to hold the glass.

So the mage reminded himself to relax, but at the same time, he stepped forward to meet the eyes of the paladin, forcing himself to distract his shrewd eyes, and at the same time show a flattering expression as much as possible.He didn't know if he was putting it on properly, but seeing the paladin relax his shoulders a little and turn his head to the side didn't seem too bad.

Although the paladin withdrew his eyes from looking at the mage, and the mage was relieved, since he started to pretend, he had to pretend to the end.The mage continued to walk towards the paladin, and picked up a glass of wine from the passing table. The fingers holding the cup turned white from the force, and the bright red liquid in the transparent glass quilt swayed with his frivolous steps and force fingers .Finally, he stopped a few steps away from the paladin, and like those around him who were staring at DeWitt, he secretly looked at the paladin while pretending to observe the banquet with a flattering and apprehensive expression, and then looked frustrated to leave.

It's just that those who left quickly sorted out their emotions and started the necessary social interactions after realizing the short-term frustration of not being able to talk to the paladin.And Traphael still has to focus on him after leaving the paladin's side.

If Traphael really wanted to talk to these nobles, he might have to be exposed within a few words.But a nouveau riche like Toharold is not so honorable in the eyes of these "elites", and everything is as good as the mage expected.Those pretentious nobles and rich people will show some disdain when they see the mage pretending to be Harold. Although those overly straightforward expressions are quickly hidden, Traphael can quickly and accurately captured.

So don't say that he came over to chat, even if Traphael took the initiative to come forward, those people who were socializing politely would disperse before this "vulgar nouveau riche" was about to arrive where they were standing. Give him any chance he can join them.

It can be said that Traphael is basically in a vacuum at this time.If it was the real Harold, at this time, with the anxiety caused by lack of self-awareness, he would chase after those decent people who completely looked down on him, and try his best to seize this opportunity to truly join the upper social circle.But the mage was greatly relieved because of this, all he needed to do was walk around with a glass of wine, and drive away those upper-class people who pretended to be reserved.He doesn't even need to take a sip, because no one will notice whether his drink is dwindling because of the wobble of his walk or because of his tasting.

Although there were not many things he needed to do, he still felt uncontrollably tired after a whole day of running around.Fortunately, Harold is not a physically strong person, so he went to the corner rest area to take a nap at this time, which did not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Putting the wine glass on the small round table beside him, Traphael rested his elbow on the armrest, propped his side face with one hand, and sighed wearily.He stared at the crowd not far away, chatting in twos and threes, and some long tables covered with white tablecloths in the hall, on which a lot of drinks were taken, but there was almost no food available for free reduce.The audience can be seen from him, but all his attention is in the corner of his eye.

The paladin still maintained that posture and stood by the wall with indifference in his eyes.

Traphael sighed again, silently praying in his heart that it would be best to keep the situation like this, and Murphy must not make any moves at this time.

But just like the gods specially want to play tricks on people, what Traphael is afraid of will happen.

There were only a few organ sounds on the side of the hall where there were only muffled conversations and laughter, and the hall fell silent instantly. The organ sound did not stop, and more musical instruments joined in at the same time.Traphael didn't understand what happened for a while, and the paladin obviously didn't have a clue, his brows were slightly raised, showing a slightly surprised expression.

For such a situation, those celebrities were obviously much more experienced than them. After a moment of silence, the hall became noisy again, and the laughter was obviously much louder and sharper than before.The people who originally got together separated, and soon got together again in twos, holding hands or embracing each other, and walking in rhythmic steps with the music.

It's a dance!Traphael took a short breath because of surprise. When the city lord sent him an invitation before, he didn't explain this.But judging from the performance of those celebrities, it is clear that they did not know about it before.Obviously, this is a surprise prepared by the city lord for the people attending the banquet.

But obviously, this little "surprise" was quite a shock to Traphael.

At this time, the city lord who hadn't shown up since the beginning of the banquet finally appeared.He slowly walked down the escalator in the hall, stood on the side of the escalator, and nodded to the dancing crowd in the hall.

The appearance of the city lord caused a little commotion, but the cause was not the city lord himself, but the young woman beside him on his arm.She has black hair that falls to her waist like a raven's feathers.Her eyes shone brighter than the finest black pearls, and her lips were as red as blood.She was wearing probably the most gorgeous gown in the audience, but no one would have noticed it, her beauty overshadowed all the jewels she had to adorn her body.This is a woman with enough beauty to start a war.

But it is a new face.

People whispered in surprise about the woman's origin, and the paladin raised his head to look at the woman.But judging from his slightly squinted eyes, he was obviously attracted by factors other than her beauty.

And Traphael almost slipped from the chair in surprise at the moment this woman appeared.There is no doubt that this woman is Murphy.Even though there is no trace of Murphy in this woman, no matter in appearance or figure, the marks that represent the contract entangled in Traphael's body and heart tell the only and correct answer. got the mage.

Traphael let out a third sigh—eventually, things would be driven by forces beyond his control and develop in the worst direction.