After William announced the start of the celebration, the top of the King's Hall slowly opened, turning into eight black petals of different sizes, inlaid with strips of silver.
The hall also rotates and extends into a long silver-black stone staircase that leads directly to the top of the petals.
William stretched out his hand to invite everyone: "Please come to the rooftop! Salal's fireworks festival is well worth watching."
After William finished speaking, rows of beautiful maids in dark gold dresses walked out of the passage at the back of the hall, walking up to each guest and leading them the way.
Hill could feel that they had a definite goal.
Hill looked up and saw that the legends had all been invited to a slightly larger rooftop.
Hill looked again at the 'deer' who was smiling brightly at him.
In the hall, the maids should all be undead, and the ones Hill recognized were all priests of the God of Time and Space, the highest-ranking ones.
Hill nodded to the smiling female player, pulled Adrian along, followed them to the petal rooftop, and found a corner to stand.
William, hid the name of the undead.
The girl with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing an orthodox palace-made dress, shuttled among the crowd, smiling softly, and she didn't look much different from people in this world. At most, she looked good-looking, but this was the palace.
, it was originally a place where beauties gathered.
"A Deer" After they brought everyone to the rooftop, they stood calmly on the steps. From behind, rows of maids walked out holding trays filled with drinks and food.
Hill used his peripheral vision to look at the elves who were taken to a separate rooftop. They were observing everything in the palace from afar.
On the rooftop, small round silver stone tables were raised. The waitresses began to serve drinks and desserts.
Hill looked at Cunxu, who was laying out the food with a low eyebrow, and really wanted to ask what kind of reward William had given them to do this.
Sensing Hill's curious gaze, Cunlv smiled very tenderly, gently stroking her long wavy golden hair with her hand, twisted her waist and walked down the rooftop, her long dark golden skirt turned out in front of Hill.
A brilliant flower.
Adrian also remembered this undead and asked softly in Hill's ear: "What does she mean?"
"Their hair and clothes are mission rewards." Hill said to Adrian in a breathy voice.
Adrian nodded slightly, he understood as soon as he heard it.
They have had a lot of contact with the undead. Although he is not as familiar with it as Hill, he knows to some extent that for many undead girls, their outer hairstyles and clothes are more important than high-level alchemy weapons.
If it's a limited edition product, you'll almost have to fight for it, and it's not uncommon for a fight to happen.
Hill looked around, the long hair pouring down from the top of his head like a golden waterfall, the color was perfectly adjusted. Under the crystal lamp, the hair reflected the starlight, soft and beautiful.
How could William be able to concoct it? When had he ever studied beauty and hairdressing?
Or was it the only female god, the Goddess of Joy, who helped? Queen Spencer didn’t seem to have learned painting before?
While Hill was cursing in his heart, he casually glanced down the King's Hall for a few times.
Sure enough, all the king's guards were gone, and all the guards and maids in the palace had been replaced by the undead.
The name hiding function, which had never been used before, allowed William to engage in information warfare again.
Over the years, indigenous professionals have long been accustomed to seeing anyone with words composed of elements floating on their head, that is the undead.
There are very few people who use their mental power to observe, and it is not easy to see high-level priests. The aura on their bodies has always exuded a sacred feeling.
The maids who had placed the drinks walked out of the hall, then walked into the hall holding full trays and stood against the wall.
Everything ended in an orderly manner, and the high platform where William's throne was located slowly rose into the sky.
After slowly rising to a position higher than the petal rooftop, this high platform extended 8 golden light strips leading to these petals.
Almost at the same time, all the medium-sized magic towers in the Palace Square and Keslot set off dazzling fireworks.
The elves standing on the largest petal on the left couldn't help but be attracted by the grand fireworks display.
Various elements exploded in the sky, forming gorgeous flowers and brilliant fountains.
Even at the most brilliant time, the fireworks exploding in the sky formed the constellations of the divine kingdoms of human gods.
The crystal chandeliers in the King's Hall gradually dimmed, and the light of the fireworks shone on everyone's face.
The petal rooftop also began to move at this time, slowly rotating around William's high throne.
Everyone can see the fireworks rising in all directions without moving.
Hill pursed his lips and gently held Adrian's robe with his hand.
On the last few small petals, the number of people slowly disappeared.
The old and weak ones started to walk down after watching for a while. The elves observed carefully at first, but later found that the little nobles over there moved around very frequently. Even if they didn't leave, they would go to the petals next to them.
Go socializing and don't mind having to walk down and up a long spiral staircase.
If you weren't as familiar with the faces of the undead like Hill, you would never have noticed that the minor nobles were scurrying around, slowly changing their names.
The Salar nobles have been purged several times, and those who are still left are either honest and obedient, or they can handle things.
Hill didn't think there was any problem with William first isolating them from this dangerous explosive barrel.
On the petals of the nobles and ministers, envoys from other countries were there. They had been chatting and even talking about small transactions under the table. Salar's cheap alchemy products were still very attractive to these envoys.
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Hill knew that something big was going on, and he, the petal, was in greater danger.
The elves are not stupid enough to get all the human countries involved, and they can still bargain with Salar. Which country is worthless and does not have the support of a god behind it?
The king's high platform, the quiet legendary rooftop, and his own side were the focus of the attack.
Against the backdrop of the sky filled with fireworks, the Elf Princess set off towards the light strip connected to William's Platform.
She was wearing a fluttering feather coat, her long blue hair fluttering in the wind, and the gauze on her face occasionally fluttered, revealing her flawless profile.
Her steps were very light, walking on the strip of light, like a blue swallowtail butterfly floating by.
Under everyone's gaze, this princess, who had direct bloodline from the elves and gods, stared closely at William's beautiful eyes, looking around, her waist gently twisting, graceful and graceful.
William sat sideways, supporting his chin with one hand and leaning on the armrest of the throne.
His eyes were also looking directly at the princess floating towards him.
Four eyes are fixed, looking at each other.
Hill wrote the narration in his heart: There is a beautiful person, as graceful as the clear air. Encountering each other by chance brings about romantic thoughts.
"Can you stay away from me?" William changed his position and said with a smile, "The smell on your body is so bad."
The elf princess who was about to step onto the high platform with a light step was stiff all over. She glared at William fiercely.
Hill quickly picked up a telescopic rope and connected Adrian to himself.
