When the master and others arrived at the square, the dinner party was already ready. Queen Suriel Capricorn Tong, surrounded by a group of civil and military ministers, was waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guests attending the banquet.
The banquet is arranged in a "concave" shape, with three rows in front and back, all set on a wooden platform.
The wooden platform is the highest with its back to the main hall of Ozm Palace.
In the center is the throne of Queen Capricorn Eyes.
According to Suriel tradition, the right hand is respected.
The envoys of the international mediation team are guests from afar and will take their seats on the right.
On the left are the seats of Su Lier's high-level military and political officials.
The positions on the left and right sides of the wooden platform were filled by other officials from Su Lier's court.
At this time, delicacies and wine were already placed on the banquet table.
It can be described as dazzling and rich.
In the square, far away from the main seat, there was a bonfire with a dozen grills scattered around.
There is a clean sheep on each grill. Under the smoke of the fireworks, the skin is yellow and the meat is tender, and the fat is dripping, exuding bursts of attractive fragrance.
The square was lit with countless lamps and candles, making it look like daylight.
"Master Gongzhuang Dexian, the master of Queen Su Lier, has arrived!" As the concierge sang, the master walked in with his head held high.
"Master!" Capricorn Tong saw the master arriving and hurried out to greet him.
"Director-General of Foreign Affairs of Ruhr, Mr. Serov is here!" The fat man was carrying the teacher's heavy baggage, and also carrying his own baggage that was several sizes too small, and shouted regardless of his neck.
After seeing the concierge announcing the master's name, he remained silent, obviously deliberately ignoring Serov's presence.
If the fat man didn't say this, Serov would be in an extremely embarrassing situation. He might even have a rift with the master.
As the foreign minister, he represents the honor and dignity of a country. Even if he has a good personal relationship with the master, there is no reason to enter under someone else's name on such an occasion.
The master smiled and said nothing, obviously quite satisfied with the fat man's ability to adapt to the situation.
Capricorn Tong saw the fat man acting strangely, blinked at him narrowly and made a face.
Ganmil had a displeased look on his face, angry that the fat man had ruined the showdown he had arranged for Serov.
"Oh! Mr. President! I thought you were injured and would not attend. But I was negligent. Forgive me, forgive me!" Ganmilpi said with a smile.
"It's unreasonable to let Mr. Chief Assistant care so much! I'm really old now and can't bear the trouble. However, that little injury is nothing! No, I came here after smelling the aroma of barbecue. I want to
Let's try how delicious this fat sheep Su Lier is, which has made so many people flock to it. You won't be angry because I came uninvited. I'm so thankful to God. How can I pick you?" Serov said.
He said his words with a smile, carrying a gun and a stick, criticizing others and criticizing others, but people couldn't find anything wrong with him. He was indeed a veteran in the scene.
"The smell of gunpowder is so strong even before we sit down! Today's meal seems to be quite strong!" The fat man listened, secretly wary.
"Master Chief Assistant! Please take your seats first!" Capricorn Tong spoke.
"Your Majesty, I would like to have a seat with Master Gongzhuang, is that okay?" Serov suddenly asked.
"My lord, I'm afraid this is inappropriate! You and I are both foreign envoys, so we should sit together." A magnetic voice sounded from behind.
"The Head of State of the Republic of Macon, Mr. Stephen, the Plenipotentiary Envoy of the Republic of Jezlir, Ms. Dilbora, the Head of the Tergi Federation Mission, Mr. Garcia, the Special Envoy of the Kingdom of Yakudanken, Mr. Bosed, and all the accompanying gentlemen.
, Madam is here!" The concierge's chorus sounded at the same time.
Stephen was dressed in a formal dress and walked at the front with high spirits.
It was he who was talking to Serov just now.
Serov smiled and nodded frequently to greet everyone who was walking towards him. He also exchanged a look with Bosed, the special envoy of the Yakudanken Kingdom who followed at the end, but did not pay attention to what Stephen just said.
Completely different from their attitude towards Serov, most of the Suriel civil servants headed by Ganmil, when they saw Stephen and his entourage entering, surrounded them like bees encountering flowers.
This move made the master and others sneer.
Suriel's generals took two steps forward and then stopped.
They stood far behind, looking either embarrassed or dissatisfied.
Interestingly, Scotton, who was originally standing next to Gammill, did not move, but stayed in place with a gloomy expression.
Capricorn Tong didn't come forward either.
As the head of a country, unless the leader of McCann comes here, no one can accept her personally.
The reason for welcoming the master before was because of the friendship between master and disciple.
At this moment, the queen's pretty face was slightly red, and her anger was looming.
She was very dissatisfied with what Stephen just said.
Regardless of whether Serov's request is reasonable or not, the object of his question is Queen Suriel, so it is the Queen who should respond.
Which round will Stephen make the decision on his behalf?
The fat man had a clear view of everyone's expressions, "It seems that the McKinsey people have a deep-rooted problem of being more submissive and turning against customers. It is not a problem that can be corrected in a short while!" He thought to himself.
"Lord Serov, if you want to sit next to the master, that's fine. Everything is easy, eh? Oh! Let's let Lord Gammil arrange it!" the queen said.
The first half and the second half of her words have completely different meanings.
The fat man hurriedly looked at Capricorn Tong, and saw that her eyes were blank at the moment, with a faint look of struggle and pain. Her expression was completely different from before.
"Is this the reaction to being controlled by the 'Suppressing Bell'?!" The fat man was shocked and was about to look around when he saw the master shaking his head gently.
"In that case, Lord Serov, how about you sit next to me? Lord Gammil, we two old men haven't seen each other for many years, and we just want to take this opportunity to have a good chat!" the master said loudly with a smile on his face.
This time, Gammel had no choice.
He looked at Stephen, who snorted coldly and walked to his seat with a puff of sleeves.
"Master's orders! How dare you disobey!" Ganmil did not dare to offend the master, so he said with a smile on his face.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The master ignored Stephen's actions, nodded to Gammil and thanked him, and walked to his seat with Serov gracefully.
Everyone felt relieved when they saw that a small commotion had disappeared.
While they were each thinking about their own thoughts, they sat down one after another under the guidance of the attendants.
Queen Suriel is front and center, the first person on the right is Stephen, followed by Delbora, Garcia, Boside, Wilson and others.
Other members of the diplomatic corps were seated two rows behind.
All of Suril's civil officials, except Ganmil, were sitting on the right side of the wooden platform.
On the left side of Capricorn Tong, the first person is the master and Serov sitting together.
The third person sitting was none other than Prince Suriel Sigton.
Next to Scotton, Gammier was sitting with a military boss.
Suriel's generals and officers were all sitting on the left side of the wooden platform.
Fatty and Zhuzhu should have been sitting behind the master.
But he happened to drag the little girl and Templeton to sit among a group of military generals. Behind him was Mr. Chowton, who had returned to his "white-faced scholar" appearance.
From this position, Fatty could see most of the people in the venue.
"The person sitting next to Gammel is my father!" Templeton said to the fat man in a low voice.
The fat man raised his eyes and saw that the powerful old man with a silver beard was chatting and laughing happily with Gammel.
"Pay attention to the man in the third row behind Ganmil!" The master's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, startling the fat man.
He hurriedly looked towards the master, only to see the old man sitting quietly next to the queen, but not too close to him.
"What's going on?" The fat man was very surprised.
"This is a sound transmission method, just listen! Pay attention to that person!" The master's voice came again.
"Damn! You didn't even teach me such a useful injection technique! I can only listen but not speak. Wouldn't the efficiency be greatly reduced?!" The fat man muttered unhappily.
He is ignorant and fearless, so how could he know that this so-called "useful injection technique" is not something that a novice injection master like him can learn.
"What an idiot! With your current concentration, you want to use the sound transmission technique?" Another voice sounded in the fat man's heart.
Yes, it's in the heart.
What the hell!
Isn't this the tone of "Flesh Spirit Pearl"? How could it know what I'm thinking?
The fat man was so frightened this time that he almost stood up.
He hurriedly looked at the queen beside the master.
At this time, Capricorn Tong was looking at the fat man with burning eyes.
"Who are you calling a 'flesh spirit bead'! You bastard!" This time it was Capricorn Tong's voice that sounded in Fatty's ears.
The fat man is going crazy!
Previously in the queen's chamber, he had been confused by the magical situation where the Capricorn Eyes, the Fire Pearl, and the two merged into one.
Now, it's even more outrageous.
The Fire Lingzhu knows what he is thinking, and the Capricorn Eye can transmit messages to him!
This is simply too messy!
"You're the bastard! You're crazy!" The fat man couldn't communicate, so he could only stare and curse in his mind.
"Eh? Can you hear me in your heart?" Huo Lingzhu did not get angry, but curiously began to have a "heart-to-heart" conversation with the fat man.
"What? Only you can listen to me? Humph! Tell Capricorn Tong not to stare at me at all times! Who are you trying to scare?" the fat man said in his heart with a stern expression.
"Haha! Coward! Tell me if you have the guts!" Huo Lingzhu began to instigate.
For the first time, Fatty had the idea of separating the Fire Spirit Pearl and Capricorn Pupil. Even if it was just to clean up his ears, it was worth it!
Suddenly, he felt a tremor from the Fire Lingzhu, originating from some unspeakable pain.
Capricorn Tong's angry eyes instantly became blank.
She held the wine glass, stood up suddenly, and said coldly: "Everyone! I am very happy to meet you here today! Please drink this glass to the full!"
The Queen said, without waiting for others to agree, she raised her glass and drank the wine in one gulp.
Everyone was a little surprised!
Especially most of the Suriel officials. They had not seen the queen for a long time, but they did not expect to see the queen today. The behavior of this heroine was actually a little strange.
Ganmill, Stephen and others exchanged glances with each other, with imperceptible smiles on their lips, and stood up to toast each other.
Seeing the bosses like this, the others also got up and drank.
The atmosphere at the scene was warm and a bit awkward.
Only Scotton did not stand up. He drank the wine in one gulp and poured himself another glass. His eyes were full of bitterness.
At this time, the fat man's eyes were all focused on the person in the third row behind Ganmil.
This man was short and thin, with a turban on his head, so his appearance could not be seen clearly.
He held the cup in his right hand, but kept his left hand in his arms.
The fat man was far away from that person, and there were other people in front of him, so he couldn't see the other person's movements clearly for a while.
"The teacher reminded me to pay attention to this person. Could it be that the 'Suppressing Soul Bell' is controlled by his hands?" The fat man thought this and became even more anxious, so he looked with all his strength.
Helpless! My eyes almost popped out of my sockets, but I still couldn’t see clearly!
"The Flesh Spirit Bead! Is Capricorn Tong controlled by the 'Suppressing Spirit Bell' now? Don't you have any idea? Who is the person controlling it? How did you become a spirit bead! You can't even do this?" The fat man was anxious and helpless, so he started to lose his temper towards Huo Lingzhu.
"Bah! If I want to know, I need you to check it out! That thing will only release a little breath when it is working. But every time it starts, I have a terrible headache! I can't feel anything. !" The Fire Lingzhu is even hotter than Fatty!
At this time, Capricorn Tong said coldly: "Everyone! I am very happy to meet you here today! Please drink this cup to the full!"
She said, just like before, without waiting for others to agree, she raised her glass and drank the newly filled wine glass to the sky again.
"Huh? Could it be an echo?" Fatty thought he heard wrongly.
When he saw the increasingly embarrassed expressions of the people around him, he was sure that the Queen had actually said what she just said again.
What a loss!
If the Queen does this again later, she will probably go crazy and this will be completely confirmed!
The guy who controls the "Suppression Bell" is really a loser!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Alas! The Queen is afraid it's true..." came Templer's voice.
Fatty has not yet told anyone about the news that Capricorn has a fire orb in his body and may be controlled by the "Suppressing Bell".
It's not that he can't trust the people around him, but these things involve too much of Capricorn Tong's privacy.
In addition, the master also repeatedly warned fat people not to spread the word.
Although the fat man was puzzled, he must have made sense under the teacher's strict order, so he had no choice but to keep silent.
"No matter what, think of a countermeasure quickly, otherwise..." Qiu Dun also said behind the fat man.
Of course Fatty understands what Qiu Dun means. If Capricorn Tong's weird behavior continues, Su Lier will definitely think that the Queen has lost her mind.
Once this kind of view appears, Capricorn Tong's throne will definitely be in jeopardy!
So, wouldn’t all the previous planning and arrangements be in vain?
Fatty has long known that at today's dinner party, opponents will definitely come up with all kinds of tricks. Whether it is a battle of wits or courage, both sides will put on a big show.
However, he did not expect that as soon as the play started, it was already coming to an end!
Beside the queen, the expressions of the master and Serov also turned gloomy.
The master wanted to turn around and see if the person he suspected was the actual operator of the "Soul Bell".
However, he was very hesitant.
Once a mistake is made, the other party will definitely know that the master has noticed the existence of the "Suppressing Bell".
Then, the possible variables are even greater!
"Hmph! What kind of fire spirit beads, what kind of wood spirit beads, what kind of gray-green energy! At the critical moment, none of them will work! A bunch of waste!" the fat man thought angrily.
"Aha! You idiot! It turns out that you are 'begging for food by relying on Jinshan'! It really makes me laugh!" Lingzhu's "voice" suddenly came.
"Hmm?! What do you mean? Tell me quickly?" The fat man immediately grabbed the straw in an attempt to save the situation.
"If you ask me to say it, I will say it? Why?" Huo Lingzhu didn't care whether the fat man was in a hurry or not.
"You are cruel! Taking advantage of others' danger, right?! Well! Okay! I promise you, if you can help me find a way, I will give you the whole world that belongs to you. You don't have to compete with Capricorn Tong for that 'me'
!" The fat man's heart skipped a beat, and he made a "wishes."
silence.
"Are you serious?"
"I, fat man, always keep my word!"
"Then, you are not allowed to call me 'Flesh Spirit Pearl' again!"
"If you don't scream, don't scream! However, your method will only work if it really works!"
"You can't trust me?"
"Except for the headache, I haven't seen you do much!"
"You know nothing!"
"You know better. Do you know how to cure a headache?"
"How dare you underestimate your Master Zhu?!"
"Don't let me look down upon you?!"
"Then I'll let you experience it! The art of joining!"
After all, Lingzhu's mind was just beginning to open up, and he couldn't withstand the fat man's provocation.
Moreover, it is indeed a very depressing headache.
With the words "Joining Technique", Fatty felt a light flash in his mind.
A magic formula has disappeared into the sea of consciousness.
Immediately, the gray-green energy seemed to sense something.
It reluctantly rose into the air, and with an emotion of boredom, it went straight into the fat man's eyes.
Wow!
X-ray eyes!
The feeling I had when I was detoxifying Silaire reappeared.
The fat man suddenly felt that everything in front of him was instantly zoomed in countless times. With a little effort, his eyes penetrated the person in front of him and fell straight on the short and thin guy.
At this time, Queen Capricorn Eyes had already filled her third glass of wine and raised it.
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