The meetings on the island were larger and more cumbersome than Roy expected.

From Gos Willen to the first day of the Sea Bridge to Sinnied Island, after making arrangements, they spent the Lossia Palace at the bottom of the island, at the foot of the southeastern mountain.

Delegates from all over the north gathered here, not only the sorcerers, but also some powerful figures, such as the nobles of Temolia, the government officials of Redania, and the sorcerers' entourage.

During this period, Roy vaguely saw several familiar faces - Linus Pitt, a master's supervisor in environmental biology at Niubao, and the knights of the White Rose Knights of the Termolia... But before he could say hello, Geralt, and Cohen, he was dragged by three sorcerers to choose clothes, cut hair and face, and understand the rules of the dinner.

Even though they knew that the meeting was destined to be a big fight, the sorcerers still did not allow the accompanying witch hunters to embarrass them in any way. Instead, they asked to show enough glamor and decent in the early part of the meeting. This is a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder developed in a long life.

The three of them endured a long torture like a machine. They endured the twilight and fled from Luoxia Palace and followed the upward steps along the higher level of the Aritusa Palace with a group of men and women dressed in costumes.

The hall in the center of the entire palace is a fan-shaped structure, enough to accommodate more than 300 people, which is extremely gorgeous and elegant.

The branched candlesticks with magic lighting illuminate every corner of the banquet hall.

What's even better is that these special lights set off the carefully decorated faces of women, and the diverse earrings, rings, necklaces, and large pieces of skin on the outside of the dress, all shining and eye-catching, just like a unique beauty pageant.

Roy just took a few casual glances and found that five or six unimpressed women were dressed very cool, as if every extra piece of opaque silk cloth on their bodies was an insult to their figure and beauty.

This "beautiful scenery" is enough to make ordinary men blush and their breathing worsen.

Of course, Roy was not an ordinary man. He kept calm and walked through the outside of the hall with his coral's souvenir and came to the dining table.

He kept observing, but was disappointed to find that none of the hundreds of warlocks in the hall had the strength of Vigofortz.

He is already very low-key, but his strong, tall and slender figure, refreshing short black hair, heroic handsome face, young and sophisticated, and his mysterious temperament belongs to the witch hunter. Among all male participants, he is like a torch in the dark.

A bloated man pointed at him jealously.

There were even a large number of sorcerers who were watching, most of them politely flew away, and some were brave and sent a look at him with dizzy cheeks or reading his heart. If it weren't for the sorcerer Rita Need around them, they would probably come and send an invitation directly.

Roy looked at it one by one with admiration.

"Does it look good? It's so fascinating?" Shanhu interrupted jealously, her blue eyes looked at him deeply, and her tenderness quietly tried hard, and her pointed nails fell into his arm.

"No matter how beautiful they are, what does it have to do with me?" Roy pulled the neckline that tightened his neck, which was about to breathe, from the most popular short tunic coat nowadays, which could simply break human bones.

His silver-gray gaze swept across the sorceress's moist eyes and soft lips as petals.

"The most beautiful and charming, elegant and noble lady in the evening party is by my side... I just want to see you more!"

According to the experience taught by Master Dandrien, he touched the fire on the side of Coral's shoulder intimately.

The sorcerer immediately turned anger into joy and thoughtfully brought a spoonful of caviar dipped in lemon juice into his mouth.

She had long learned from Yennefa what kind of elm-head Geralt was, both pretentious and entangled.

In comparison, Roy, who is young and powerful, has strong learning ability and caring, is really perfect!

"Well... oysters, crabs, lobsters... The food on the dining table is not as rich as Gao Wen's House, and there is no chair to rest." Roy felt the smell of sea salt in his mouth, looked at the tall and thin flower windows around him, and painted various figures, reaching the oval dome of the palace.

The windows were not closed and allowed to blow straight in by the cold night wind, and the tapestries, garlands and flags on the wall hall were shaking.

"The air leaks around the banquet hall. Don't they feel cold when they wear so little?"

"The main purpose of the party is to socialize. Without a chair, you can keep walking around, ask someone to say hello, chat a few times, and you will naturally not be cold when you walk around."

"Anyway, I've come here. My dear, relax and have a good time with me. Francisca is staying with the bigwigs of the Wizard Association and I won't see you for the time being."

...

Roy and Coral chatted along the outside of the hall while searching for familiar faces.

Not far away, Tris and Shield, Margarita chatted with her hands and ears, while Yennefa unexpectedly dragged Geralt to the center of the banquet hall, looked around with his chest raised and his head raised.

In front of everyone, the legendary witch hunter Bailang was quite uncomfortable, with awkward expression so embarrassing that his toes could be pressed through the floor. If he hadn't been born with a pale and dead face, he would have been as red as blood.

"Yen Naifa is so exaggerated?"

"What's wrong with declaring sovereignty?" Coral smiled, "Gealte looks good and temperamental. If you dress up carefully, you will be a mature and vicissitudes of quality man. Some colleagues like this. Of course, there are also many people who are interested in Yennefa's partner. Maybe they want to take the risk of trying out the new things and prying the corners...

"The proud and irritable Ye made many enemies in the association. And those stinky men don't tightly wear their belts."

Roy remained silent. He noticed a sorcerer wearing a thin black silk shirt with a crimson skirt that was slit up to his hips, and his erect figure smirked and rushed towards Yennefa, hugging her passionately, and kissing the air in his ears with his face.

Although she smiled like a flower and had a affectionate attitude like a sister, there was a tit-for-tat hostility between the two women.

"Look, there will be provocations coming to the door." Coral smiled disdainfully, "Codwin's Sabina, a shameless slut!"

Sabina was clearly talking to Yennefa, but she kept posing at Geralt, teasing Yennefa's lover in front of her, and her face was shy and flushed, as if she could immediately return to her original state by looking for a table.

Roy and Coral just ate melons so quietly. In order to hear more clearly, Coral even cast a small spell to eliminate noise interference.

The result was unbelievable to both.

Gu Feng

“Gealt’s performance was perfect!”

Except for giving a kiss at the beginning, he looked at Yennefa as affectionately as a loyal dog throughout the whole process, Sabina was bored and had to leave.

Some young warlocks in the hall were watching the fun and plucked a few times.

"There is no doubt that during this period, Ye called Geralt very well. I bet that the shameless mind-reader could only read a piece of love from him!" Coral said meaningfully, grabbing a thigh of red hair and patting Roy's cheek.

The latter's heart thrilled.

Don't even think about making a mess with me!

Suddenly, a greeting interrupted his thoughts.

"Master Roy, long time no see, how are you doing lately?" Linus Pete walked over from the other end of the dining table with a cup of vodka, still wearing a black jacket with a round brass brooch, and raised the thick glasses on his nose with his other hand, and a sincere smile on his thin cheeks.

"It's unbelievable, by the way," the witch hunter and his old friend held their haggard hands heavily, "Linus... This is Rita Need...my girlfriend, a warlock."

The scholar smiled casually at Coral. His deep myopia and obsession with academics made him ignore the amazing beauty in front of him.

Roy continued to see this,

"I never had the chance to tell you, thank you for your help to those children. Without you, a group of orphans would not have been able to enter Orsenfort College."

"It's all up to their own diligence and hard work, and I'm the icing on the cake at best." Linus shook his head modestly. "And the Asian and European and Orphee are talented. I'm good at hiring them to rare zoos. Do you mind, just occupying their rest days?"

"I'm grateful, that's their fortune!" Roy said with relief, and asked, "After that, today is not the Northern Warlock Summit. How could you, a Cowburg scholar, join in the fun?"

Linus turned his head and looked at the distance, a gentleman in purple tights,

"I'll come with Lord Dorigare." Linus Pete narrowed his eyes with high myopia and cleared his throat. "How can this meeting be lacking in the protection of endangered animals, as the most solemn warlock in the north in recent years?"

His eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he stretched out five fingers.

"Tomorrow, we will propose five measures for animal protection in front of all the warlocks. I believe that those who master the energy of chaos are knowledgeable people, and they will definitely understand our good intentions!"

Roy looked stunned for a moment.

Rita chuckled, and a row of shell teeth appeared between her red lips painted in coral.

"Dear Lord Linus, I admire your noble sentiment and your desire to contribute to the balance of nature, but your idea is wrong at the root - I am 100% sure that most warlocks have no interest in animal protection..."

Coral proudly raised her chin and stretched out her index finger to point out Sabina, who was peeking at her man not far away from the other side, and a woman with red hair in white dress.

"Did you see the high heels of those two bitches? One is iguana skin and the other is pearl fish skin... For them, rare animals are just resources to decorate identity and beauty."

Linus Pete immediately glared at the two hateful women, but when he looked down at the horned flying dragon leather high heels under Coral's feet, he was trembling and unable to speak.

The two women noticed the movement here and whispered,

"Look, that old woman is starting to arrange us again." Sabina licked her lips, "In front of her little beauties, such a young, handsome, healthy man is more charming than Geralt, and most importantly, he is dating Rita. Marty, I have never been so moved."

"That shameless Rita, who was eating tender grass by the old cow," said the red-haired sorcerer next to him, "It must have been the ecstasy spell on the little witch hunter that made him fascinated, acting so close and obedient."

"The witch hunter will not be fooled by magic." Sabina shook her head,

"Is that possible? He has a special liking for a sorcerer?" The red-haired woman held her strong chest and lowered her voice, "Do you think we have a chance?"

"You are so brave and want to steal Rita Need's man, aren't you afraid of being frozen into a popsicle by her?"

"What if he came to the door to send an invitation?" The red-haired sorcerer cast a seductive look at Roy.

"If this happens, I will agree without hesitation." Sabina's dark eyes flashed with an aggressive light like a hungry lioness. "I would do it even in the woods."

"If it were me," the red-haired warlock said passionately, "It doesn't matter even if you are lying in the fire."

...

Are the sorcerers of the association so unrestrained and enthusiastic, and there are no taboos?

Roy, not far away, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and forced himself to turn his attention back to the Niubao scholar.

"As you can see, Mr. Linus, the sorcerers are not interested in animal protection ideas... You and Lord Dorigare are doomed to return."

"How can you know if you don't try?" The scholar did not retreat.

"Okay," Roy suddenly mysteriously hugged the scholar's arm and whispered, "Don't run around later, be careful..."

The conference will become extremely dangerous, and Roy doesn't want to encounter any accidents when he sees a good old man.

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Chapter completed!