Chapter 94 Soldiers in desperate situation, low-end version of Golzan (7,000 words, please subscribe)

In the magnificent palace, the banquet began.

When Liszt returned to the Wakanda Palace, he saw that everyone on the Victory Team had changed into clothes with a strong Wakanda style and were sitting in front of the exaggerated giant table that was tens of meters long.

Seeing Liszt led by soldiers to the banquet hall, Lina quickly waved, "Mr. Archmage, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

Liszt glanced at T'Challa and said, "Do I also want to change into this kind of clothes?"

T'Challa smiled and said: "If you like, of course."

As he spoke, the female soldiers behind him took a step forward, holding various luxurious clothes in their hands for Liszt to choose from.

Liszt took one look at these clothes that were not in line with his own aesthetics, shook his head and said: "Forget it now, you can send the set of clothes that have the most gold threads and look the most expensive to the Feiyan, and I will go back and appreciate them slowly."

T'Challa: "."

He looked at Tony aside and said, "Your team members are very humorous."

Tony was a little embarrassed, "Yes, he has always been like this, but I promise, I have never owed him any salary."

T'Challa smiled and said nothing, waved to the soldiers behind him and said: "Everyone is here, it's time to eat."

"yes."

The soldier passed the order, and soon dozens of maids were carrying dinner plates to the table.

"These are the characteristics of Wakanda. If you are not used to it, I can ask the head chef to fry steak for you." T'Challa said.

"Thanks, I think we can get used to it."

Everyone thanked him.

At the table, Dagu and Xincheng were whispering to each other.

"Dago, the king's life turns out to be like this, much more luxurious than the boss's."

"Yes, Xincheng, I thought it was an exaggeration for Mr. Stark to buy the Victory Team. I didn't expect poverty to limit our imagination."

"Look what's on the plate."

"Uh-huh."

The two of them couldn't wait to lift the cover of the dinner plate in front of them, and their smiles instantly froze.

"What's this?"

"It looks like a bug."

"No, the bugs are not that thin, they are a bit like... very mendicant."

"Mine is a pile of leaves with ketchup."

"Da Gu, yours is not ketchup, it just looks a bit like it."

The faces of the two of them paled, and Lina and others also lost interest in the delicious food on the table.

When T'Challa saw this, he seemed to have expected it.

"Stark, your team members look very uncomfortable. I asked them to change their recipes."

"Don't worry about them, just give me a steak."

Tony glanced at Lister, who was very interested in the dishes, and continued talking to T'Challa.

"Thank you for your warm hospitality. Tomorrow I will ask them to survey Wakanda. I will definitely find something that attracts Reylos."

T'Challa said: "You seem to trust the mage's intuition."

"Of course, among our group of people, Liszt is the most reliable one."

When Tony said this, Lina and others looked a little strange.

Is Liszt the most reliable?

The king doesn’t really believe it, does he?

Seeing T'Challa listening attentively, they looked at each other, then covered their faces, unable to bear to look at him.

Well, he really believed it.

At this time, Liszt noticed the portrait of the old man on the wall of the palace, and his expression moved slightly.

He realized that according to the current timeline, T'Challa has not yet become king.

Seemingly noticing Liszt's gaze, T'Challa's face showed a hint of sadness.

"That was my father. When he went to New York to deal with political affairs, Golzan's light hit a building and he died there."

Liszt suddenly realized that it was Golzan who caused T'Challa's early succession, and the butterfly effect did not seem to be as serious as imagined.

"T'Challa, the TPC people are here."

At this time, Okoye came to T'Challa with a solemn face and whispered.

Upon hearing TPC, T'Challa had to treat it with caution.

"How did they find this place?" He looked at everyone in the victory team and his eyes began to change.

But then Okoye's words dispelled T'Challa's suspicion.

"It was N'Job's son, Eric Stevens, who brought TPC to Wakanda." Okoye's eyes flashed coldly.

"Eric?"

T'Challa looked thoughtful, N'Job was the former prince of Wakanda and his father's brother, so N'Job's son Eric was considered his cousin.

"Tell them I'm receiving very important guests and I'll be there soon."

Before T'Challa could finish speaking, the entire palace suddenly blared alarms, and the sounds of soldiers shouting for death and the collision of gold and iron came from outside the banquet hall.

"what happens?"

Everyone was shocked.

"It's the TPC, they're taking action!"

Okoye couldn't believe it, this was in Wakanda, how dare they

"Boom down!!"

As the violent flames knocked down the door, a large group of soldiers rolled into the banquet hall in embarrassment. Dozens of shirtless figures with strange firelight slowly walked into the hall.

As the firelight dimmed, the man with dreadlocks smiled and looked around at the people in the banquet hall.

"It turns out we have guests, my cousin. I'm really sorry. It seems I've disturbed you."

As he spoke, a group of soldiers armed with spears surrounded the group. They were just waiting for T'Challa's order to poke these arrogant gangsters into a hornet's nest.

Liszt just glanced at these guys with a calm expression, and then continued to study Wakanda's special dishes.

When Dagu and others saw Tony shaking his head, they did not plan to intervene in Wakanda's internal struggle for the time being.

T'Challa stood up, looking slightly angry, "Eric, what do you want to do, launch a rebellion?"

Eric slowly walked towards T'Challa with disdain on his face, "Rebellion? My father is also the royal family of Wakanda. You should not use this word to describe this action. My noble blood will not agree."

"Noble bloodline?"

Suddenly, Liszt, who had been silent all this time, casually interjected, "Where we are, bloodline is used to describe pets."

T'Challa: "."

Will this guy die if he doesn't speak?

Even I was scolded.

Eric looked at Liszt subconsciously, and was about to get angry when he saw the man behind him say something in his ear with a solemn face, and Eric's expression suddenly changed.

"The mage of the winning team?"

He looked at Liszt and others carefully and was shocked.

The people from the victory team changed their clothes and he almost didn't recognize them.

"What are the Victory Team doing here?" Eric's face became even more ugly.

T'Challa saw the other party's timid expression and sneered in his heart, "Mr. Stark is a guest of Wakanda."

"guest?"

Eric looked at everyone on the Victory Team with fear, "This is Wakanda's private matter. The Victory Team shouldn't have the right to interfere, right?" He looked at Tony.

Tony glanced at the expressionless Liszt and said to Eric: "I have no interest in participating in your internal fighting."

He could only promise himself, but Eric seemed to have misunderstood something.

"T'Challa, you heard me, your guests are just guests after all, they can't help you or anything." He breathed a sigh of relief.

T'Challa said without fear, "I'm sorry about N'Job, but if you want to use this reason to destroy the peace of Wakanda, none of us will agree."

After finishing speaking, a group of soldiers shouted loudly: "Yes, we will not agree!"

Seeing the soldiers supporting T'Challa so much, Eric sneered: "Peace? Wakanda is attacked by monsters. Is there still peace?"
To be continued...