The waiting time passes always slow, while annoying things keep getting haunted.

As a last resort, Modrian avoided the so-called upper-class banquet held by many speculators on the grounds of being sick, spent a leisurely time at the Blue Strawberry Hotel, and also waited for an invitation from Harryman Castle.

It is still the night in the dead of winter, the desolate cold wind reflects the increasingly deep ink night sky, and the faint moonlight decorates the winter streets.

The prosperous city of Edalas is like a gigantic beast awakening in the night. The luxurious and elegant carriages flow continuously through the streets, and the carved heralds show the identity of the noble.

Modrian did not choose to go to Harryman Castle with Uncle Benny this time. In the surging dark tide, he wanted to be as low-key as possible, at least during the aftermath of the battle ending in Irvingdale town, so he decided to go to the banquet in advance.

A carriage of ordinary style is walking in the night, driven by Bobby, driving smoothly and quickly in the city of Edalas. The charming scenery in the night flashes like a sudden glance.

The journey was very peaceful, and occasionally several similar gorgeous carriages overtook, all of which seemed to drive towards the banquet venue of Harryman Castle, until they were not blocked before entering the castle, and they walked past it easily.

"Sorry, sir, routine checkup."

In front of the thick and ancient Harryman Castle, the castle guards in silver armor intercepted the carriage. The sound of calm guards sounded, and the cold blade in his hand tilted slightly, reflecting a dim moonlight.

"Well, have you arrived?" As he felt the carriage stop slowly, Gulagas woke up from his sleep, rubbed his confused eyes and asked.

He heard that there would be a feast held by the upper class today, and he specially cultivated his spirit and prepared to taste the ancient kiln wine treasured by the nobles.

"It's time to get off the bus, Gulagas." Modrian said helplessly. Regarding the tempers of these heroes, he usually focuses on tolerance without violating normal morality and commands, and his personality is the hero label.

"Okay, Lord Lord."

The fat and strong body slowly stood up, and Gulagas easily jumped out of the carriage with the wooden wine barrel he was carrying. Fortunately, he hired a six-wheeled carriage, otherwise he would not be able to withstand Gulagas' jumping movements like this.

Sharp!

A ray of cold light was unsheathed, and the castle guards in the security state suddenly saw a huge figure jumping from the carriage, subconsciously pulled out the sword blade from his waist and stood in front of him.

"Master Modrian?" The hesitant and confused voice came from the captain of the castle guards. He saw the strange and familiar figure walking out after the huge figure.

"Do you know me?" Modrian looked at him, and he seemed to have never seen this person in his memory.

The chief of the tenth husband signaled his subordinates to put away the blade, stepped forward, bowed slightly and said, "I have followed Master Lambert to the Duower Fort, and I have been fortunate to see you."

"Lambert." Modrian recalled this once pretty good friend and smiled. That guy went to the Favcard Empire, known as the Lionheart, and I don't know how it is now.

"Butler Atley specifically instructed that if you come, please move to the main hall of the banquet." The chief of the tenth husband signaled a young and beautiful butler waiting at the city gate to come quickly and explained.

"You are one of the most important guests of the Harriman family, and Meforna will guide you to your destination next."

Upon hearing this, Modrian smiled, said nothing, and followed the butler in front of him into Harryman Castle.

The mottled magic light shone on Harriman Castle. Walking along the way, I didn't see much of the scenery around me. I was attracted by the slightly swaying peaches in front of me. The beautiful back swayed and confused. The intoxicating fragrance blew over Modrian's nose with the cold wind. The beautiful butler, who had undergone rigorous training etiquette and temptation.

Unfortunately, he could still tolerate this temptation. He was with Gana for many years and had a certain degree of immunity to beauty, and the female housekeeper in front of him was far inferior to Gana's stunning appearance.

After entering the main hall of the banquet, Modrian looked for the quiet corner and ignored the charming eyes of the butler. This was like the beautiful girls at the entrance of the castle who wanted to enter the upper class with their beauty. However, she had a convenient "coat", but she could not change them and was still a group of poor guys.

Because of the early arrival, all kinds of items in the banquet hall have not been prepared yet. Many handsome waiters are carefully placing silver tableware, lighting bright red candles on the gorgeous candlesticks, and adding firewood to the warm fireplace.

However, the rich food has been prepared in advance, and it is placed in the four corners of the banquet hall, with a strong fragrance scent in the air.

Modrian was not polite. He found a dark and quiet corner with his mouth-watering Poppy and Gulagas, whose eyes were shining. Then he picked up plates of food from the banquet table in an orderly manner, took out the sealed spirits, and enjoyed them all.

The night is getting darker and the moonlight moves westward.

Amid the beautiful dance music, there were more and more guests in the main hall of the banquet, most of which were a group of young and elegant girls in dress. They either brought their own dance partners, searched for their favorite goals, or arranged by the elders in their homes, walked into the dance floor in pairs, dancing like beautiful butterflies.

Modrian in the corner took all these, and he especially remembered that he envied these noble boys and girls who exuded youthful hormones, and wanted to show their style like them.

Now it seems a bit ridiculous.

Compared with those flowers that still live under the protection of their elders and in the greenhouse, the fate he experienced also gives him the current out of place.

Yes, at this aristocratic banquet, Modrian felt a strange atmosphere that could not be integrated. Those nobles with smiles and elegant manners would always accidentally sweep across this corner and enjoy the food.

Fear, disgust, fear, envy, hatred!

Various different gazes seemed so real, but they didn't dare to get close, as if they were avoiding something.

"How is it? Do you feel bored at the banquet?"

A familiar voice came from the right, and Modrian turned his head and looked at it, with a smile on his fair face. "When will he come back?"

"I just came back. No matter how wonderful it was outside, it was not as friendly as my hometown." The brown-haired young man signaled Gulagas to look one side, then he lay on the soft seat, staring at Modrian brightly and said.

"I heard about your great reputation on the way back, the Great Knight, Lord Valoran, and the destruction of the northern Temple of Power. It's a bit unbelievable."

Modrian raised his glass to interrupt the words of the young man in front of him, and said with a smile: "It's all the result of hard work, you're not bad, you've entered the realm of the Great Knight in two years."

"At least my 'brother', the praised genius who is praised, still stops at the Knight!"

"The world outside is big and wonderful!" Lambert drank a sip of strong wine and looked at the young and young girls in the dance floor with memories in his tone.

"This trip to the Favcard Empire has made me very rewarding. Of course, it is a bit unimportant to you."

Modrian raised his eyebrows. He was very interested in the Favcard Empire that Lambert said. As Lambert said, the outside world is very big, and sooner or later he will go to the world stage.

Next, two friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time were lying in this corner, talking freely, talking about their lives, talking about what they encountered, and discussing some strength issues. (At this point, Lambert was mostly asking, and Modrian replied that with his current strength, the identities of the two were exchanged.)
Chapter completed!