Thales frowned.

He probably guessed the other party's identity.

"Oh my God," Wyatt exclaimed in a low voice from behind them, "I just saw the Scarlet Witch?"

Thales turned his head and looked at his attendant.

"I'm sorry, I thought they all," Huaiya said with surprise on his face, "...you know, they won't appear in front of others easily."

"Them?" Thales exhaled and grabbed a piece of buttered bread helplessly: "So, my guess is indeed correct?"

"That Granny Kashan, she is..."

"That's right," Putilai replied solemnly, using the bards he was good at:

"The stars shine brightly, and the dim places are dark."

"The giant dragon flies in the sky, and the shadows under its wings are endless."

Thales and Huaiya looked at the deputy bard envoy together.

"That lady is a terrifying figure as famous as the 'Black Prophet' of the kingdom's secret department," Putilai's eyes were full of sternness, and he whispered softly: "The top person in charge of Exter's 'Dark Room'."

"Kashan the Scarlet Witch."

Thales, who had a head as big as a bucket, rolled his eyes.

"To be able to establish herself as a woman in Exeter's court and have people call her the legend of the evil witch - be careful, Your Highness, she is not just here to watch the excitement."

"You may not believe it, but after seeing that lady," Thales bit the bread into his mouth in frustration and looked at the two Northlanders in the distance who were fighting fiercely with bare hands among the crowd.

He said listlessly: "I miss Morat so much now."

"Also, who is Yoder?" Putilai looked at Thales in confusion: "Serving the royal family?"

"This... um, a royal secret." Thales picked up an iron fork and stabbed it into the onions in front of him.

The secret guard of the Supreme King of the Stars is actually the son of Exeter's intelligence chief... Alas, another bottomless pit of gossip.

At this banquet specially organized for the arrival of Prince of Stars and the gathering of the five Grand Dukes, Prince of Stars, as the nominal welcome, was undoubtedly quite neglected. Fortunately, nothing troublesome happened. Some

The Northland nobles who were just watching the fun happened to come up and say hello to him, and Thales was able to return the greeting gracefully with Putilai's prompting.

As for those who came forward to provoke after drinking too much...but Lord Michael could always mobilize manpower at the right time and pull away wave after wave of drunkards.

Thales was able to enjoy his feast in peace - even though a child of seven or eight years old couldn't eat much.

"How long will it take?" A few hours later, Thales, looking at the bustle in the hall, asked Waiya next to him out of boredom: "I feel like I'm almost turning into a Northlander."

Just now, a few drunk feuding nobles triggered a fight that spread to three battlefields, making the noisy hall even more exciting, until the White Blade Guards and the Palace Guards all stepped forward to stop it - with their fists.

"It's been a long time, it's only eleven o'clock at night." Huaiya frowned and looked into the distance in disbelief. A guest with a bruised nose and swollen face was helped to sit on the dining table again. He kept cursing and continued to drink a glass of wine, and then put the glass down.

Throw it in the other person's face.

The prince's attendant shook his head and said: "I have heard from friends from the North that Exeter's feast often lasts until dawn - especially this is the king's feast, which represents the face of Longxiao City, and also has

The five princes gathered together."

Thales shook his head with dull eyes.

The originally casual order in the venue began to gradually disintegrate, and even drunkards appeared, wandering around the place. Some nobles hugged their maids and left the hall, and then strange sounds were heard outside the hall.

Even around the five grand dukes, the ministers and entourages began to leave their seats and participate in the drunken banquet.

King Nun and Nicolai had already left the banquet for a long time, leaving only Michael still calmly monitoring the banquet.

And Putilai... Thales squinted his eyes and couldn't help but curse when he looked at the thin starry man in the field who was arming arms with countless Northlanders, laughing from time to time, and even dared to fight for drinks.

How does this guy fit in so well?

Thales pressed his face on the table and exhaled in pain: "Please tell me, the banquet in the Star Country is not so crazy."

"Probably not." Waiya smiled awkwardly.

"of course not!"

Thales raised his head and saw Putilai holding a barrel of rye alcohol specially provided by the Palace of Heroes, swaying with his eyes closed, and said in his mouth: "The banquet of the stars is more civilized, more appropriate, and the madness is covered up.

Underneath, such as the tryst room specially prepared by the host of the banquet, such as the grass in the garden, such as the quiet and deserted basement."

"As far as I know, your father, our Majesty Kessel, was an expert at this in his youth."

Thales rolled his eyes at him.

But Putilai opened his eyes and his expression changed slightly.

Xingchen's deputy envoy said calmly: "I received a signal from Shles."

Thales cheered up.

"The king has left the table, and the people around the five princes are also staggering," Putilai nodded solemnly:

"I think it's time to talk to them."

When the banquet progressed to nearly twelve o'clock at night, the Grand Duke of Welland, Lebien Alessio, walked out of the hall accompanied by two attendants, stood by a deserted window outside the banquet hall, and looked out the window.

of the moon.

Seems to be waiting for someone.

Until the sound of two footsteps, one large and one small, came from behind.

Archduke Olesiu turned around.

He immediately frowned.

"You're the one who asked me out to meet?"

The Grand Duke held the note that had just been passed to him and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief - Prince of the Stars, Thales Bright Star.

Accompanied by Huaiya, Thales looked at the Grand Duke's beard and smiled brightly: "Yes."

Olesiu looked at Thales in front of him, then at the note in his hand, and the expression on his face gradually changed.

Thales took a deep breath.

coming.

It's about to begin.

He heard himself speak slowly: "Your Excellency the Grand Duke..."

At this moment, Archduke Alessio suddenly snorted and interrupted him.

Tails was stunned when he was halfway through speaking.

"boring."

Olesio glanced at him disdainfully and shook his head.

Then turned and left.

Thales' eyes widened.

Am I so annoying?

"I worked hard to find this opportunity to meet in private, Your Excellency the Grand Duke." Thales took a step forward and frowned behind him: "At least listen to what I have to say!"

"You have nothing to say to a seven-year-old." Olesiu had no intention of looking back.

Thales gritted his teeth.

no solution anymore.

The next moment, the second prince of the stars said loudly to the back of Grand Duke Weiland:

"Rebien Alessiu!"

"Do you know who is about to become the next King of Exeter!"

Archduke Olesiu's steps were interrupted.

He slowly turned around and looked at Thales with a strange expression.

Under Olesiu's strange gaze, Thales gasped excitedly:

"Rumba..."

Olesiu's expression changed slightly.

Thales calmed down his breathing a little, raised his head, and looked at the bearded man with firm eyes:
Chapter completed!