Because there were too many people attending the birthday banquet, the banquet was held in the courtyard of the Viscount Mansion.
Various delicacies were placed on the long table in front of him, and the transparent crystal glasses were filled with amber champagne.
Countless nobles were singing and dancing, and the atmosphere in the venue was very lively.
Yunado cut a piece of steak and put it into his mouth. He looked around, wondering: "Strange, why didn't Chris come?"
He leaned next to his eldest son Brent and asked, "Hey, have you seen Chris?"
Brent said: "I haven't seen him since the beginning. Maybe those black magicians have already taken action and he can't get away now."
"That's it." Yunado then remembered that Brent had mentioned to him a few days ago that Chris' territory would soon be attacked by a black magician.
However, he saw his youngest son create too many miracles during the pioneering order, so he didn't worry much about this matter.
The father and son merged into the banquet again and kept silent about the matter.
Manda forked a piece of foie gras and put it into her bright red mouth. Her eyes were dull and out of tune with the surrounding environment, as if she had something on her mind.
"Miss Manda, can I invite you to dance?" Howard came over and extended his right hand with a warm smile on his face.
Manda waved her hands repeatedly: "No, I haven't been feeling well in the past few days."
After saying that, she drank the champagne in front of her in one gulp, and a blush appeared on her pretty face.
Howard's face suddenly looked a little unnatural. He didn't insist any longer and turned around to leave.
His failure made some young nobles who were paying attention to the situation laugh at him, and their hearts were ready to move.
Now, Manda, who has changed her dressing style, gives them a different feeling and arouses the desire of conquest among the young nobles.
It's a pity that like Howard, they all fell into disgrace in front of Manda, and no one was able to pluck this delicate rose tonight.
"Everyone, thank you for attending my mother's 70th birthday. I have prepared wine for you that I have treasured for many years. We will not get home tonight until we are drunk!" Steve said loudly, standing next to Mrs. White.
After he finished speaking, the servants of the White family brought hundreds of jars of wine, opened the lids, and the refreshing fragrance came out, making countless nobles couldn't help but sniff.
Even rich people who have seen many good wines are not only impressed by the wine in front of them.
The servants poured wine for the nobles one by one. The purple-red wine fell into the transparent crystal cup, which had a unique beauty.
Some people's Adam's apples surged and they couldn't help but want to drink the wine in their hands.
"Cheers!" Steve White drank the wine in his glass.
"cheers!"
"I wish the old woman a long life."
"I wish the White family business will get better and better!"
Steve wiped the corners of his mouth with a cold smile in his eyes.
At the same time, count silently in your mind: ten, nine...three, two, one.
After the countdown ended, the picture he expected did not appear in front of him.
The nobles were doing whatever they were supposed to do, as if nothing had happened.
"Weird." Steve was slightly surprised.
At this moment, a man slowly walked out from the shadows under the table and said with a smile: "Is the Viscount wondering why the magic poison in the drink did not work?"
Steve's pupils shrank suddenly: "Chris, why are you here?"
The sudden appearance of Chris attracted everyone's attention.
"What's with the magic poison?"
"Is there poison in this wine?"
The nobles and many businessmen hurriedly threw away their wine glasses and looked at Steve with unkind expressions.
Chris said calmly: "I'm sorry, I have already spread the antidote in the air. It is absolutely impossible for your magic poison to work."
Steve clenched his fists and made a "clucking" sound.
Chris sneered: "You are so scheming. First, let that guy from Messant come over and give me harsh words, making me mistakenly think that you are going to attack my territory. But in fact, your real target is here, which is Mo
Special city!"
Steve frowned: "I don't know what you are talking about!"
"Huh?" Chris said to himself, "Then, Meister directly admitted that the Crazy Knife Bandits were sent by the Black Mage Association, and before I found out the information from the robbers, they were influenced by Gandolf.
·Instigated by Viscount Hughes, you deliberately diverted my attention and made me think that it was Gandalf who was colluding with the Edmund Association."
Viscount Gandolfo, who was savoring the taste of the wine, looked shocked. He didn't know what happened from beginning to end.
"But you have revealed the most fatal flaw, that is, as an earl, I did not receive an invitation from your White family. This means that you already knew that I would not be able to attend Mrs. White's birthday party.
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"Didn't you receive the invitation?" Steve looked at Manda in confusion.
Manda stood up and said, "Yes, I didn't give it to him."
Steve was immediately trembling with anger: "You!"
They planned everything, but they were discovered because of an invitation.
Chris scratched his head in embarrassment, it seemed that there was something wrong with his guess.
"When we were in the Burial Forest, you were the one who informed the Dark Demon Warrior, right? That's why he was able to ambush us in advance and catch us off guard."
"Yes, that's right, it's me!" Now that the matter was made clear, Steve no longer concealed it, "If Manda hadn't been there at that time, you would have died!"
Chris raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, is it because you don't want her to know that you are colluding with the Dark Demon Warrior?"
Steve nodded.
"Alas." Manda sighed, "Father, I have always known this. Two years ago, I saw a guy in a black robe walking out of your room. I had some guesses at that time, so
That’s when I insisted on going with you to help Chris.”
"You!" Steve was stimulated by his daughter's words again.
In the distance, Yunado immediately jumped up and said: "Steve, you actually colluded with the Dark Demon Warriors, are you crazy? They don't care about people's life and death at all, they are a completely evil group of people!"
"Hehehe..." Steve laughed sinisterly, "Except for Chris, who of you is qualified to say that? Take most of the harvest from the serfs to maintain the dignity of your nobles.
What about them? They don’t have enough to eat or wear, and when the harvest is not good, they may freeze to death and starve to death in the winter. What’s the difference between you and the black magicians?”
Steve's words were very sharp, and many nobles hung their heads in shame.
Chris couldn't help but ask: "Why on earth did you do that?"