Chapter 575

Maka is not a guy who can enjoy luxury.

To be exact, he actually wants to indulge. But reality often plays jokes with him again and again, so that he has not been able to linger in those prosperous and extravagant places.

Therefore, when he was in the luxurious banquet hall of busbarton, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Of course, this maladjustment has long been deeply buried in his heart, and no one will notice it. His style has always been like this - whether his strengths or possible weaknesses, he will always hide and meet the eyes of others with a watertight attitude.

By now, the dinner party had begun. The long table was full of rich French dishes, each of which would make people hungry. Maka, who loves to enjoy delicious food on weekdays, is no exception at the moment.

Mrs. Maxim reserved a good seat for him tonight - it was on the innermost side of the long table. Although it is actually an important seat here, even today, when there are many forces, it can still be divided into three, six, nine and so on. But Maka's visit is not only a representative of Hogwarts, but also famous recently. Sitting here is not much worse than others nearby.

However, he sits here. After all, we still need to think about it and measure it to determine whether his qualification meets the standard or not. As the steward of the brovaborg family, Fanny, no one will doubt it at all.

It can be said that Maka, a young wizard who has just risen recently, is lighter than the brova family in terms of its weight in people's hearts. The victory or defeat between him and the Dark Lord is not very clear in the eyes of many forces in the global magic world, let alone his magical strength that can shake people's hearts.

This time, when Maka came to busbarton, she has always been with Fanny since she appeared. Many forces still think that Maka McLean has climbed up the brova family, rather than thinking that it was the owner of the brova family who asked for him.

After careful observation, we can find that Fanny is sitting next to Maka and secretly staring at her. I'm afraid she'll come more than those who look at Maka.

"You seem to get a lot of attention?" Marca chuckled.

But when Fanny heard it, she just shook her head slightly.

As a steward of the brova family, of course, she has attended many banquets. Especially when the owner said to keep a low profile, he didn't appear in many activities, so most of the formal occasions fell on their own managers.

At least nominally, they are also descendants of the brova family, which is no problem.

So in fact, Fanny is much more adaptable to such social affairs than Marca. Those wandering eyes, she has long been used to, how much can be ignored as air.

"Please taste this, sir -" Fanny took a plate of delicate fresh goose liver from the front and gently put it in Marca's hand. "I've tried it. This fried goose liver has ingenious cooking and unique sauce, which has never been seen anywhere else. I think it must be a unique formula of busbarton, and it's really worth trying."

After she recommended this dish of fried goose liver to Maka, she whispered a few words to Maka while taking advantage of the opportunity to face Maka. After hearing this, Maka was calm on the surface, but secretly wrote down what Fanny said in her heart.

In fact, Fanny suddenly told Marca that she found an acquaintance when she was looking around just now. Like her, the man was also a steward in brova fort, but he was one of the foreign stewards who specialized in managing small and medium-sized family industries.

At present, the steward is sitting in a seat near the middle of the long table and seems to be mixed with members of one party.

Many Fanny didn't explain it carefully, but she still explained a few key questions to Maka. According to the family rules, the steward with a foreign name is not allowed to have too deep intersection with other forces, not to mention secretly participating in major activities in the name of other forces.

The rules of the brova family are quite strict, and they are even a little harsh on those managers with foreign names. If found by the family under such circumstances, it will undoubtedly be removed from the status of supervisor, and those with serious circumstances will be directly expelled from the brova family.

For this reason, once a steward with a foreign surname attends an important occasion without authorization, most of them rely on it, and it is unknown that they even follow the orders of some people in the family.

This matter is related to the internal affairs of the brova family. It is not suitable for Maka to intervene, but this time it is different. Since Mr. blova sent Fanny to follow him, it means that the title of his trip has been marked with the surname "blova", which he can really take care of.

What's more, now the brova family is also a chip for him, and other people can't be allowed to get involved. According to what Willie's father said to him before he left brova fort at that time, Mr. brova planned not to participate in the alchemy heritage event for the time being. It was obvious that there was someone else who ordered the steward with a foreign name.

"Mr. McLean," when Maka was still thinking for a moment, aginbad, President of the International Federation of wizards, sitting in front of him, suddenly called him, "It's been some time since I left Hogwarts last time. I didn't expect that after that, you really defeated Voldemort, and even greenward, who harmed the whole of Europe... Mr. Dumbledore was right. Your potential is unimaginable!"

Maka nodded politely at him.

"Mr. President, I'm flattered. Without the efforts of the rebels who are unknown to everyone, I certainly can't do so many things alone." he said sincerely, "I hope the president can praise those selfless rebels more than sigh for my achievements."

"... you English wizards are too modest." the male wizard sitting on the other side said coldly. Listening to his tone, he seemed to disagree.

Maka didn't know who it was, but most of the people who could sit around here were some famous wizards. Listening to the man's strange appearance, Maka didn't run back for him because aginbad spoke first.

"Mr. Lapan, I'm afraid this is not the humility of British wizards." he objected solemnly and without losing etiquette. "In a resistance against the powerful dark forces, there will always be many unknown heroes who appear in obscure places and then disappear. This is the truth of many events in history."

Old Mr. aginbad said this a little, and then continued:

"I believe that in the process of resisting the Dark Lord in the British magic world, there are also those people who sacrificed themselves for the reappearance of light. Mr. McClane should be referring to them."

"Mr. President is right," Maka nodded repeatedly, raised his glass and motioned to him. "Thank you for your understanding - for those unsung heroes who sacrificed their lives for ambition!"

"For those unsung heroes," old Mr. aginbad repeated, raising his glass.

"Mr. Lapan", who was speaking in the Tibetan language just now, immediately pulled the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say anything strange. Instead, he also raised his glass.

Most of the people present are not vulgar people, and even most of them are elite wizards who have paid attention to etiquette training since childhood. They may be paranoid in concept, or they may fester from the root, but the surface etiquette is rarely lost.

Since people know that the point is coming, Maka will not catch it. Seeing that old Mr. akinbad asked another Egyptian wizard about the recent situation of the pyramid, Maka joined them along with their conversation and expressed some not very in-depth views on some curses published in academic magazines in recent years.

Most wizards are like this. The content of chat is basically inseparable from magic, especially when some aspects have become their profession.

Although Mr. aginbad is the president of the International Federation of wizards, he is also the honorary president of the vargadu School of magic in Africa, specializing in the curse classification of magic incantation. At this time, the Deputy dispatcher of the Egyptian pyramid Exploration Center is talking about the recent news of the pyramid. All the first-hand information about pyramid exploration pops out of his mouth.

While eating and chatting, this sumptuous and luxurious dinner is gradually coming to an end. Maka, who likes both food and various magic theories, really feels that there is still some meaning.

When Mrs. Maxim stood up and seemed to be going to speak, Maka also took this opportunity to make an appointment with the deputy chief dispatcher. After that, she could write and talk more about the pyramid exploration.

"I'm sure all the distinguished guests have had enough to eat and drink, so please take a break," Mrs. Maxim Lang said. "Maybe you've been waiting for a while, but after all, the food is still slowly digested in your stomach - you can take advantage of this short time to take a walk in the garden. After a while, tonight's dance will officially begin!"

Marca knows that this will be the last chance for those who haven't found their first partner. Some people have just arrived in busbarton today. They have to give them some time, don't they?

He and Fanny looked at each other, and then stood up with some people, ready to walk outside again.