Everything that has a beginning must have an end.
Even the grandest Midsummer party must eventually come to an end.
After Rean was "taken" away by Claire, Jukent III also left with Osborn.
In the eyes of outsiders who don't know the truth, this is naturally a coincidence, but in the eyes of "insiders" -
Let's put it this way, Cedric took the initiative to find Rufus, and the two of them were whispering in a secluded corner.
Rector also pulled Miriam aside, muttering not knowing what he was talking about.
Miao Jie and Marquis Haines secretly exchanged glances.
Alleria and Vores stood on separate sides and defended secretly.
These people are basically the focus of the banquet, and their silence will also enhance the atmosphere of the entire banquet.
As a great person, reading the air is a basic operation.
I looked at the time again and saw that it was getting late too, so let’s leave.
As for whether to go back to each other's homes after the show, or whether to gather in a small circle for two or three shows, is another matter. This is the essence of social interaction.
The same is true for the group of people named "Class VII", and there is essentially no difference.
The reason why we didn't leave in a hurry was because our backbone, Rean, hadn't come back yet.
We all came together, and of course we must leave together.
Although simply waiting is boring, after all, it is the highest-end banquet hall of the royal family, and there is no shortage of everything. If you really don’t know what to do, just open up and eat.
This is what Ash did.
Before the dance, I had restrained myself a bit, but now that there were fewer people, I completely lost my worries and let myself go completely.
Eat whatever is delicious.
Eat whatever is expensive.
Eat to support the wall.
Eat——
"No, my stomach hurts. Toilet, where is the toilet..."
As he spoke, he ran towards the inner courtyard with his belly in his arms.
Kurt and Yuna, who were watching on the sidelines, were speechless, and unconsciously took a few steps away - they were far enough away to begin with, and they found it embarrassing.
This is not pretending to be noble. Kurt has been in and out of the palace since he was a child. Yuna is a commoner at the end of the world. Before entering the military academy, she had no chance to interact with big shots or big events. When encountering such occasions, she is just cautious and afraid of making mistakes.
How can he be so heartless as Ash?
——When the instructor comes back, you must talk to him well.
Kurt thought so.
However, when the instructor did come back, Ash still didn't come back.
"Tsk, are you going to do this?" Lecter, who didn't take it seriously at first, slammed his fist, "I didn't expect to be induced like this... Hamel's orphan, Claire, and Miriam both
follow me--"
After saying that, he took the lead and ran towards the inner court, to be precise, the emperor's exclusive lounge.
Claire and Miriam looked at each other and followed behind.
"Let's go too." Li En also said.
Everything is indistinguishable from his persona, not even from the "now" in the past.
Of course, it's just the surface.
Deliberately lowering his speed and keeping in step with his team, Li En calmly let go of his senses and sensed where the deepest, thickest and darkest spiritual energy was. The conversation he had with Xiao Huan not long ago came to mind.
——Will it go well?
——Yes, you know best the possibility of being a son of man.
——But, the prophecy of "Black History Book"...
——The prophecy only said that "the sacrifices must be made with the blood of the ancients." It did not say how much "ancient blood" would be needed, nor was there a limit on the number of people.
——How else can it be explained this way?
——Why not? All cause and effect in the world are under "illusion". It is just a cause and effect observation and recording mechanism, and what you can see is nothing more than scales.
——……
——Why are you looking at me like that? You don’t believe me?
——No, it was just the first time I saw you speaking in this tone, and I didn’t react immediately.
——That must be due to your influence. I have become more like a human. I don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.
——It must be a good thing.
--Why?
——Because we are all good people.
——A good person...?
At the end of the memory, Xiao Huan looked a little confused, a little distressed, and finally had a somewhat lonely expression.
Li En wanted to ask at that time, but was interrupted by other things.
It was similar at this moment. At the end of the sensory field, a tremor spread, carrying murderous intent - and a cursed aura originating from "black".
Has it started yet?
At the same time, Xiao Huan, who was in Livers, a suburb of the empire, chose to stay with Xiao Di instead of accompanying him. He raised his head and looked north. His long hair was flying, silver was flowing in his eyes, and he was saying the same words.
"Huan?" Xiaodi noticed the strange phenomenon, took her friend's hand, and asked cautiously.
"It's okay, no matter what happens, you will be safe, trust me."
Xiao Huan held the hand that held her countless times with her backhand, even more times than the master and contractor Rean.
"Are you going to...leave? Just like Qia." She had seen a similar state three years ago.
"It's not now, it's tomorrow. Are you willing to come with me?" As if to increase his persuasion, Xiao Huan stretched out his other hand.
"Yes. If Xiao Huan hopes so." Xiao Di nodded vigorously, "Qiya must also hope so."
Also three years ago, she stayed with Qiya like this.
Although she has never shown it to outsiders, Xiaodi, who has just recovered her eyesight, can feel the pain in Qiya's heart. All she can do is be by her side to accompany and support her, just like she is doing now.
"Thank you." Xiao Huan took the initiative to stand on tiptoes and pressed his forehead against Xiao Di's.
"You're welcome."
Xiaodi's expression was as calm and focused as ever.
The more this happens, the more pitiful it is.
At the end of Xiao Huan's sight, there is also such a pair of friends who can trust his back.
Emperor Jukent III of the Erebonia Empire and "Iron Chancellor" Gillias Osborne.
Different from being dignified in public, the two of them are much more casual in private.
Youkent was sitting on the sofa, rubbing his temples a little tiredly. Osborne stood by the window, looking at the "lights" gradually dispersing in the palace from above, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, Youkent poured himself a cup of tea and took the initiative to say: "It's almost done."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Osborne hummed and finally turned around.
Youkent took a sip of tea: "What are you going to do next?"
"I intend to make a statement after Midsommar."
"I don't think it will be that smooth... but with your skills, you must have prepared countermeasures."
"Excuse me." Osborne bowed.
Although in his previous life he was the absolute direct ancestor of Drekels, the Jukent family, his previous life was still his previous life. Except when he first used this identity to gain trust, he did not intend to have much to do with his previous life.
Even when old lovers and friends came to visit, he did not change and did not mince words.
It's a pity that those two people were unexpectedly stubborn, even more stubborn than his "iron-blooded" one. It should be said that it was them, but they had already planned it.
"Steel Saint", "Crimson Vampire", each seems to be more extreme than themselves.
At this moment, two muffled groans suddenly sounded outside the window.
The owner of the voice was familiar to both Jukent III and Osborne. He was the guard guarding the door.
Immediately afterwards, the door opened. A man wearing a waiter's uniform and covering his left eye stepped over the guard who fell on the ground and walked into the door. When he opened the door, he did not forget to say: "Excuse me."
Yokent III frowned slightly and straightened his back: "You are——"
Without waiting for the man to speak, Osborne made it clear: "Thorz Second Branch, Class VII, Asher Kabide, Hamel's 'third orphan'."
ps: As for pretending to be a monster thief, Ling can definitely do it if others can’t. Ling’s position in the association is similar to Levi’s to some extent. They are both at the level of “public lovers”. The difference is recognition and respect for Levi, but for Ling
Well - probably because of the outstanding children in the family, as I said during the empty track, many executives are willing to hand over their skills to Ling.
Even "Breaking", who is rated as the worst criminal, took great pains to lay out a big picture in Li 2, just to help Ling eliminate the last mental danger. It is estimated that these people have the same attitude towards Ling as the old players.
So Vann, if you dare to cross the line, what will happen... Is the Demon King awesome?
This chapter has been completed!