Chapter 550

It doesn't matter which room Fanny will rest in. The focus of the day is the period after lunch.

Busbarton's banquet is fine and wonderful. Various dishes emerge one after another. Each dish is full of aroma and attractive. These delicious dishes with complete color, smell and fragrance, together with the magnificent palace of the upper body, are really a rare enjoyment.

Unfortunately, most of the guests' attention was not well focused on tasting.

Maka and Fanny sat in a corner of the long table, listening to some conversations around them, and delivering forks to their mouths as if nothing had happened. Although he pretended to be quite reserved and poised, he didn't eat less at all.

In fact, some people are paying attention to him, but in order not to look too obvious, most of the wizards who secretly glance at him are close at one touch and won't let their eyes stay on him for too long. In the end, only two people really found him munching.

Of course, a steward was sitting next to him and eating silently. Fanny followed him on this trip, and Mr. brova didn't tell her too much what to do. Her task this time is very simple. In most cases, it's enough to pestle Marca.

She is a signboard of the brova family. If it is erected there for other forces present to see, most of her task will be completed.

What is the remaining half? Of course, I always pay attention to Maka's words and deeds. If there is something she needs to say and do, she has to respond in time and cooperate with Maka to do everything as perfectly as possible.

So she had to watch Maka all the time, even during the meal.

Well, yes! Besides the steward Fanny, another man was staring at Maka. However, the line of sight was so obvious that many people found it one after another.

"Mr. McLean --"

Fanny realized that Marca was always just trying to put food in her mouth and seemed unaware of that look. She hesitated for a moment and finally called Marca.

The Yin and evil in that line of sight was quite straightforward, which made it difficult for her to turn a blind eye.

But Maka casually waved her hand and interrupted what Fanny was trying to say. Of course, he had already discovered that he had no impression of the owner of the line of sight, but he had a vague impression of another person sitting next to each other.

If he remembered correctly, the young wizard should be named tefler. He had a rather tasteless glove throwing duel with him.

Look at the relationship between the two people, most of them are a family, maybe a father and son. However, he was not sure whether it was his own.

Why do you say that? Because the middle-aged wizard was so fat that one person occupied almost two people's seats, leaving one seat missing from the long table.

"Don't care about that man. You can eat at ease," Marca whispered to Fanny.

Perhaps it was because master tefuller had lost face in busbarton. This time he wanted to find a way to revenge. But no matter what the big and small guys were up to, Maka didn't intend to pay attention.

Or, at least for now, there's no need to care. When lunch came to an end, Dumbledore was elected the new president of the International Federation of wizards after his death.

Marca remembers that he has always had a good relationship with Dumbledore, and she doesn't know whether Dumbledore has contributed to the succession process.

The reaction of various forces this time is much more than just now. After all, he is also the president of the international wizard Federation. Not to mention whether his election to office is related to some families, at least any family needs to have a good relationship with him.

In fact, old Mr. aginbad is not young. Coupled with his thin body and bones, he looks like a mummy in a beautiful wizard's robe. It must be highly respected to be the president of the Federation, and perhaps its magic power is quite amazing.

To be honest, Maka really doubted whether the old wizard of African origin had also practiced some strange dark magic, so he became this wrinkled and skeleton like ghost now.

But different from the surface image, Mr. aginbad is very talkative, modest and polite, but he has a great family style. He is more like an old scholar specializing in magic research than a person in power.

After his kind speech, the venue was quiet again. Everyone was observing Mrs. Maxim's expression and vision to see if there were any people she needed to introduce alone.

If there were any more, perhaps the first subtle place would appear in today's situation, and everyone is waiting.