"There is no major event in Hanshui City recently. Well, it seems that a holy city envoy has come here, which has caused a lot of sensation..."

"The theme of this banquet is to commend the clergy who have made meritorious contributions..."

...

With the commotion at the door just now, all the big men in Hanshui City were here. At this time, the banquet had almost officially begun, and the gambling game in the side hall naturally dispersed.

Tang En came to the main hall with the abortion. The information that Bourney and Bosco had said before flashed rapidly in his mind, and the combined assembly, coupled with the scene in front of him, he was a little dazed for a while, and after a long time he breathed a breath and shook his head slightly with a sarcastic look on his face.

"It's really... I've been searching for it without looking for it!"

"What?" Fei Rui looked around, approaching, lowered his voice, "Tang En, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Tang En took a breath slightly, looked at the conspicuous red robe in the field, narrowing his eyes slightly, "According to accident, hehe, I met an old friend."

Feiri glanced at Tang En strangely and tightened his clothes. Somehow, he suddenly felt that the warm hall seemed to be in a chill, fermenting around... and shook his head, and did not continue to ask.

In the venue, an old man in a gorgeous outfit was saying something like the opening welcome. This was the lord of Hanshui City. In the past, he should not have done such a thing. He should have delivered a speech by another nobleman and then he came to give a speech. But there are people in the venue who are more important than him. In order to show respect, it is natural that he should have to do it.

Soon, the city lord finished his speech and waved his hand to make an invitation posture. Applause rang out in the audience.

A middle-aged man in a holy robe walked out, nodded and smiled.

From the whispers of the people around him, Tang En quickly learned the identity of the middle-aged man, who was the messenger of the Holy City who arrived a few days ago.

"Thank you." The Holy City Messenger reached out and drew a unique gesture on his chest, saying, "On behalf of the Temple of Light, I will always send you greetings."

The palms were differentiated, and a milky white aperture quickly covered the entire audience with everyone's screams.

Tang En reached out and touched the light, and felt that the lake of heart suddenly became quiet. The wind did not wrinkle, and there seemed to be a misty music coming from his ears, and a slight figure appeared in front of him...

The banquet hall was completely silent, and everyone's expressions were peaceful and peaceful. In such an atmosphere, money, fame and fortune seemed to be no longer important...

Spiritual magic? A trick... Tang En's eyelids drooped and he snorted coldly. Although he had seen through this method of pretending to be a magical trick, Tang En did not refuse. He was worried that his uncontrollable murderous intent would erupt, so he could just use it to calm down to avoid alarming the snake. He was felt by the woman in silver-white armor in the crowd in front...

Hey, he turned his head and looked back. Tang En discovered an interesting situation. I don’t know if the messenger is not good at this level or the magic itself is like this. The milky white light cannot penetrate the obstacles. Fortunately, it only takes a little touch, so the people who were blocked before were moved and exposed. But among them, more than a dozen people hurried behind others.

Although this action is not obvious, because Tang En is standing in the back, he can still see it. Among the people hiding the light, there are the men in black whom he had recognized before.

This is worthy of fun. The messenger of the Holy City only uses a spiritual magic, which is at most a bit of a bewitching effect and has no lethality at all. But why do these people hide? Is it because they are afraid...

But then again, their goal is not... Tang En looked up at the figure of red and silver in the crowd in front of him, and his lips slightly turned, it was getting more and more interesting...

Tang En secretly thought about the possible direction of the matter. Everyone there had woken up as if they were dreaming, and they were making gestures in front of them. A voice admiring the God of Light instantly sounded in the hall.

He raised his hand slightly, and the hall calmed down. The Holy City Messenger took out a golden scroll and turned around: "I am here to bring the reward order from the General Association of Light this time. Now, please ask the Sethman four-way inspector, Xia Wei'an, who has just returned from the front line, to come forward!"

Wow...smack!

Thunderous applause sounded again, and the band in the corner also began to play the hymn of the God of Light. The atmosphere in the hall reached an instant. Everyone clapped their hands while looking at the two people walking into the venue with respect.

Since Bran established his country, he implemented a system of unity of politics and religion. Over the years, the imperial power of the imperial power of the Temple of Light has long been inseparable. When each generation of Bran became crowned and ascended the throne, the pope personally put the crown on it. Therefore, the status of the senior clergy is extremely noble, no worse than that of the great nobles. This is also the reason why the Hanshui City City Lord came out to deliver a speech in person.

Tang En did not clap his hands, squinted his eyes, and quietly looked at the two people who had not seen each other for a long time.

Sethman was wearing a big red robe, holding a magic wooden stick, with folds on his face layer by layer, and waving his hand with a smile to respond to the applause of everyone. In Tang En's impression, he had some changes, not his image, but his external temperament. In the past, Sethman was pampered and could not play half of the strength of a great magician in actual combat. But now he obviously had a battlefield spirit all over his body. Lenovo, the Holy City messenger said just now that he had just returned from the front line, it was obvious that Sethman had experienced many battle formations during this period.

Of course, his hypocritical smile has not changed, and it is still as annoying as ever!

Xia Wei'an has no change. She is wearing silver-white divine armor and holding a flaming spear engraved with golden runes on her back. Her wheat skin, hard-lined outline, and serious... she is still so heroic and domineering.

This is the flower of the Knights. Most of the applause from the crowd in the audience was spoken at her. It has to be said that Xia Wei's image has been deeply rooted in people's hearts. No matter how beautiful she is, men only have the thought of admiration and it is difficult for them to have a blasphemy. As for the noble women, of course they will not think so complicatedly. They are jealous of Xia Wei's beautiful appearance, but they also envy her outstanding temperament. It is a world they will never touch...

There is a lot of content on the golden scroll. After putting aside the lengthy vocabulary of praise for the God of Light, the actual content is to issue two silver God of Light pendants and improve the position level.

The pendant is fine, although it is also very important and is an important qualification for promotion in the future, but its effectiveness is not obvious after all. The latter's promotion of the position level is worth celebrating. This is just like the aristocrats' promotion from viscount to earl, and the actual effect is obvious.

The warm applause sounded again, Xia Wei'an's expression remained motionless, and she bowed quietly to receive the reward. Sethman on the other side was different, with a red face, the folds on her face were deeper and more overlapping, and her smile was vaguely a chrysanthemum.

Of course, Sethman had reason to be excited. The reward was too difficult. He had been in the north for a while. Who would have thought that he had just followed the gilding journey to clear out a few wild cult followers, but in the end he ran into two earth-level masters in the Northern Wilderness, Lancelo and Tulu. In the end, he almost lost his life, but also lost his troops and let the other party run away.

Such a record is undoubtedly a stain on his resume. After finally coming out of the jungle, Sethman was depressed for a long time. Then, when he was about to pack up and return to the south, he was ordered to stay in place. Before he could figure it out, not long after, the war broke out and he was sent to the front line in tragic manner. Sethman was desperate about this situation and thought he was treated as cannon fodder. But who would have thought that with Xia Wei'an's protection, they actually made several contributions on the front line. So, even the reward order was coming.

Such a turn of turns made Sethman pinch the pendant on his chest, and he felt particularly unreal. He felt like sitting in the clouds, floating in the air. Could it be that the God of Light really favors him...

After the commendation was announced, the banquet officially began.

The band played various tunes vigorously, and the noble men and women walked into the dance floor empty in the middle of the main hall. The great nobles talked about the recent political affairs of the empire, and the merchants were still running around, hoping to do a single big business.

Everything is similar to the initial situation, and some changes come from the big guys who joined later.

Sethman and the Holy City Messenger gathered many people. In addition to promoting the gospel, Sethman has a lot of fresh topics of talk since he just returned from the front line. People may not like to listen to this topic very much, but they will not miss the opportunity to make friends with the great figures in the Temple of Light.

Don En declined the invitation from the gambling game just now, and sat in the seat of rest with a glass of wine, taking a sip from time to time, and his light kept staring at Sethman's figure.

In fact, the current environment is a little chaotic, and it is undoubtedly a good time for assassination. But Tang En not only did not take action, but instead sat here far away. The reason for this is certainly not that Sethman's strength is stronger than before. In fact, even if his strength is upgraded to a higher level, Tang En is confident of killing him in such an environment. The key now is Xia Wei'an, who has been following not far away.

There is no one around Xia Wei'an. This does not mean that she is not beautiful enough, or her status is not important. Needless to say, the appearance of the Knight is enough to summarize. As for identity and status, the Holy Knights are the top force of the Temple of Light, and the status of being the head of the Knight is naturally obvious. In fact, when it comes to her status in the Temple of Light, Xia Wei'an is much higher than Sethman.

But even so, not many people will approach Xia Wei'an. Needless to say, as long as they meet her eyes, it will be enough to make most men retreat. It is so sharp that they seem to see through the little bit of filth hidden in people's hearts!

Not sure... Tang En pinched the wine glass and tried to calm down his impulse. Since the last head-on battle, his strength has improved a lot, but he still has no idea about facing Xia Wei'an.

Now Tang En regrets it very much, regrets not bringing the Gray Space Team. If David and the others are here, as long as he can restrain Xia Wei'an, his assassination success rate will be much higher!
Chapter completed!