On a cold winter night, the streets were sparsely populated and desolate, with the bleak atmosphere before the war everywhere.
Above the resplendent headquarters of Lansen, a flag with the double-headed eagle logo and the national flower of Lansen fluttered in the wind, making a hunting sound.
In front of the golden door, a group of tall and mighty soldiers stood close to the door. They were neatly dressed and their eagle-like eyes stared at the guests who came to attend the reception with serious expressions.
Tonight's expedition banquet was specially held for the soldiers who were going to the western border battlefield. At the same time, the expedition banquet also invited senior generals from the Lansen Kingdom, socialites, and many speculators who were keen on making war fortune.
As the leader who led the detachment to the front line to fight Valencia this time, Leng Ling's arrival should have boosted morale. However, due to the shadow brought about by Lean's incident, people's evaluations of him were mixed. Everyone wanted to see
Let’s see what kind of appearance this young spiritual leader will appear in public. As well as the man who beat people, people are also a little curious to see what kind of man dares to do such a thing on the land of Lanson.
things.
Accompanied by the superb performance of the violinists on site, the conversation topics among the guests almost all fell on Leng Ling and Li En, but the two people they talked about never showed up.
Just as people were talking about the two protagonists who were about to appear, two tall doors in the middle of the hall suddenly opened to both sides.
As the door opened, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of all the guests.
The straight dark black military uniform, the heroic and capable, and the well-made large-brimmed military hat have a high-circling silver eagle inlaid in the center.
With neat short hair, a straight bridge of nose, and deep and clear eyes, she exuded a proud, cold and elegant temperament. Under everyone's attention, Leng Ling walked into the hall calmly, exuding a trace of innate talent in her every move.
The noble melancholy.
Beside Leng Ling, a blond man also walked in. He followed closely behind him, never leaving.
He has a tall and straight figure, dazzling golden hair, and a seemingly uninhibited smile at the corner of his mouth.
When he looked at the people in the hall, his golden eyes of the same color as his hair dimmed quietly, and his whole body exuded a strong sense of oppression, just like a ferocious lion.
For a moment, an inexplicable chill suddenly spread across this originally bustling banquet hall.
Undisputedly, at this moment, the eyes of all the guests were almost unanimously attracted by these two people who suddenly appeared.
The two protagonists of tonight's expedition banquet, Leng Ling, the spiritual leader of the Lansen Kingdom and a member of the Leng family royal family, and his companion, the Valencian Lien Hans, appeared in front of everyone.
Almost everyone stared at the two guests who had suddenly arrived, and the huge hall was completely silent for a moment.
After a long time, a loud voice broke the solid atmosphere from the corner, "Guests, tonight's protagonist is here, so let the banquet officially begin!"
"His Royal Highness Leng Ling, you are finally here," Admiral Kaman walked up quickly, holding a wine glass, "I thought you wouldn't come."
"This is an expedition banquet specially organized for me and Lien by the military. I will naturally accept the invitation. The war is imminent, and I must encourage the momentum of the advance troops here," he said in a light tone, Leng Ling politely greeted them.
"As the spiritual leader of Lansen Country, I believe that as long as you appear, our troops will be invincible in the war, so they will be invincible," Admiral Kaman said flatteringly, looking at him with bottomless eyes.
of this young royal.
As expected of Leng Ling, he was able to be so calm and composed. It seemed that the incident did not have a great impact on him.
"As long as Li En and I are here, we will definitely win," Leng Ling's delicate and indifferent face showed a hint of perseverance.
"I also believe that as long as Your Highness is here, our war with Valencia will be a complete victory." Admiral Kaman's smile deepened a bit, but his eyes moved to the blond man leaning in the corner. "
Your Highness, I would like to take the liberty to ask, is that Valencian man really trustworthy? You know, you have been implicated a lot because of his affairs."
"Admiral Karman, I will make my own judgment on whether this man is loyal or not. Before the matter comes to a conclusion, I hope no one will make any assumptions about him because of his identity," the nice metal voice sounded cold and calm.
, Leng Ling lowered his eyes calmly, with an almost imperceptible indifference in his black eyes.
Admiral Kaman nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Your Highness, you are right, I shouldn't question him. After all, he is your friend."
"Admiral," a soldier who looked like a secretary quickly stepped forward, bowed to Leng Ling, and then whispered something in Admiral Kaman's ear.
A hint of calculation flashed through Admiral Kaman's gloomy eyes, and he immediately said to Leng Ling, "Your Highness, I'm very sorry. There are some emergencies that require me to go back to deal with. I'm sorry that I can't accompany you for the time being."
"Yes," Leng Ling nodded, Qing Sui's eyes were calm.
"That man left so soon?" Lean walked up to Leng Ling with a glass of bright red Campari vodka, his magnetic voice full of disdain.
"Yes," Leng Ling's eyes drifted, looking at the people talking and laughing, and responded lightly.
Seeing Leng Ling's thoughtful look, Li En asked, "I see he left in such a hurry. Is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing," Leng Ling's handsome face showed an imperceptible complexity. He looked directly into the opponent's pupils as dazzling as the sun and said in a commanding tone, "We must win this war. This is yours."
The only chance."
Li Enying's eyebrows quivered slightly, "Did that man put pressure on you?"
Leng Ling shook his head, his thick long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his voice as pleasant as a bell flowed out, "He doesn't dare to be so blatant."
The waiter nimbly shuttled through the crowd holding the wine tray, and walked up to the two of them with light steps, "Your Highness, what would you like to drink?"
Holding a glass of low-alcohol champagne in her white hand, Leng Ling gently opened her thin lips and took a sip, the cold water flowing between her lips and teeth.
The waiter bowed slightly and left.
"Really?" Playing with the cup with a little transparent liquid in his hand, Lean said in a cold tone, "This man is strongly opposed to your proposal. I don't think he will be that simple."
"..."
Leng Ling frowned and did not respond directly to him.
"Your Highness," a somewhat familiar voice broke the brief silence between the two.
