In the main venue of the bow lobby, a bald man wearing a custom-made Preskus dress greeted the people around him briefly and then walked straight towards the high platform.
"Uh, ladies and gentlemen. I would like to express my deepest gratitude to you for coming to the banquet hosted by our Kanglaite company today. I think you all know that our Kanglaite company is..."
When the organizer Hermann Conright was making a formulaic opening speech, in the corner of the hall, a light green-haired man with a very manly hairstyle seemed to be listening absentmindedly.
Except for the organizer Hermann himself, all the participants this time wore masks. Even public figures can easily not be recognized as long as they change their image, unless they are very familiar people. This ship
The luxury airship far from the ground is also an excellent social platform.
Near the light green-haired man who was lost in thought, another woman in a low-cut evening dress came towards him holding a goblet.
"Hmm, hehe, it's quite boring, isn't it? However, it's better to pretend that you are listening. Since you are attending such an occasion, I think you should have a good idea of who that gentleman is."
"Herman Conright made a lot of money from the "Hundred Days Campaign" twelve years ago, and then rose to become a rich man and a well-known merchant of death. Then a few years ago, he began to have a relationship with Ryan Fore
He cooperated with the Special Group and even served as its director. Alas, if you only look at his experience, he is really a big shot, but now that I see him in person, I am really disappointed."
The green-haired young man spoke in a regretful tone.
"Oh, hehe, you actually said such words. Even if you are wearing a mask, the man in black over there might still find you?"
"Wow, that's really scary. An uneducated person like me would probably be kicked out." The green-haired man said, turning around and pointing at the floor-to-ceiling window that had the function of an observation deck, "For example, throwing it through that window
go out."
"You are really interesting. I guess you are from the media... No, could it be that you are actually an official of the imperial government? It would be very interesting if this ship, which is dominated by aristocrats, knew that a reformist had sneaked in.
Bar."
"Oh, then it's up to your imagination."
He paused and looked around,
"Speaking of which, if you didn't look at the scenery outside, you really wouldn't know that this is in a cabin. Let alone one that's thousands of meters above the ground."
"This is the flying passenger ship that Linefort just completed and launched at the end of last year. It is said to be the largest flying passenger ship in the world, right?"
"The total length is 150 sub-moments, so it must be the longest in the world...but that's limited to the world on the table."
The so-called "on the table" not only means on the table, but also has the extended meaning of "public and formal occasions". And off the table also means the situation in non-public occasions...
"Oh haha, you really love to be mysterious. You actually want to use this mysterious topic to attract women. You look and sound so young, but your methods are quite sophisticated."
"Oh, have you seen through it? It's troublesome... In that case, I'd better leave as soon as possible before the fox's tail is exposed."
"Hehehe, if you are willing, let's chat more. There are not many opportunities to have such a pleasant chat with unknown people."
The masked woman in a cyanotic evening gown took a step forward and approached the green-haired young man, whispering in his ear, "If you want, after this party is over, we can come to your room and chat slowly."
"
"Haha, this is my honor. If I can hide it from the goddess Edes, I would be very honored."
After the other party approached her, he took a step back without leaving a trace, put his right hand on his belly, made a gentleman's salute, and quickly left her side.
The atmosphere of the banquet was intense, but the green-haired young man left the main venue leisurely with a slow pace, seemingly going to the casino room next door.
The violet-haired girl walked up to a flaxen-haired lady dressed in a low-cut evening gown.
"Ah... I thought that the 'crow' would be bored for a long time after leaving, but in the end, I also got to see interesting things. Haha, is he the 'fifth' you mentioned before, Miko?"
"Missy, your acting skills are very exaggerated, be careful if he sees something. In comparison, the actor is much more natural. No, in terms of acting skills, you, the mainstay of the Imperial Opera House, are also professional, or
Did you do it on purpose?"
"I heard that he is the disciple of "Red Obsidian", so I wanted to know what kind of person he is. As for intentionality, of course there is no such thing. On the surface, he is very calm, but I can feel it.
, in fact, he has absolutely no experience with men and women, so he was probably extremely panicked just now."
"Don't make it sound like you have a lot of experience. You haven't had a boyfriend yourself, right?" Ling complained.
"interesting……"
Raising her hand to cover her expression, Vita's face flashed in her mind, but she quickly stopped thinking about it.
“Although I don’t know why you are so afraid of ‘No. 5’, from my perspective, his threat to our plan is not as high as ‘Red Obsidian’.”
Vita was well aware of Ling's strength, so she couldn't figure it out.
"For two reasons, he doesn't seem to be carrying the holy instrument that makes me feel sad. In addition, I am very concerned about the person who has been looking at him."
Ling glanced at the empty place in the center of the hall. Following her gaze, Vita also looked over.
In the eyes of others, nothing existed there, but under Ling and Vita's spiritual vision, a shadowy figure wearing a strange costume and a strange mask appeared there.
"What is this? I didn't notice it!? It's a bit like residual longing, but the power is too high!"
"It's probably not appropriate to call it the 'King of Shadows'." The Recrusian Stone is in Ling's hand, and Celeste's authority as the King of Shadows has not been usurped.
Why does it still appear when it has clearly not captured the Kingdom of Shadows!?
Ling originally didn't expect that this troublesome guy would appear in the main material world, but the fact was already before her eyes, and she couldn't help but not believe it. It seemed that something she didn't know was happening silently.
"Fortunately, it seems that this person only has eyes for that man, so he has no interaction with us at the moment. Do you want to ask Mr. Nelson outside the corridor? Maybe he will know something."
At first she didn't think of an excuse to talk to that person, but it was a good reason.
"Marusel wouldn't tell us even if he knew. He attaches great importance to the timing of giving information. He will only 'report' after the fact and will not easily 'predict'. Ah, that one is gone!"
Vita used her spiritual vision to look at the center of the lobby again, but saw nothing. Of course, the same was true for Ling.
"Forget it, we still have a meeting of the Noble Alliance, let's just leave it alone for now. As for the 'fifth place' you care about, Miko..." Vita looked at Ling.
"His target should be Kanglaite, and it has nothing to do with our plan. The struggle between the reformists and the aristocrats, or the meeting of the aristocrats, are all internal affairs of our empire. In any case, the Codex Country has no right to
Interfering in the internal affairs of the Erebonian Empire. It is enough for us to keep our distance from him until he takes action."
Ling had already entrusted Seria to keep an eye on a certain guy with a slicked back hair. Seria's task was to keep a close eye on her, but she didn't want to do anything. For Seria, who could sneak attack Ling without being noticed.
Ling is still very confident about her level of concealment. But if it is a direct confrontation, her level is still too poor.
According to Ling's instructions to Seria in advance, as long as there is no action beyond dealing with Kanglaite, the little girl does not need to notify her through a private connection. So now, let's put the onion matter aside and concentrate on dealing with the nobles.