Chapter 162

The time in waiting is always extra slow, while annoying things are constantly bothering.

As a last resort, modrian avoided the so-called high-class banquet held by many speculators on the grounds of illness, spent a leisurely time in the blue strawberry Hotel, and waited for the invitation from Harriman castle.

It is still the night under the end of winter. The bleak cold wind reflects the increasingly deep dark night sky, and the light moonlight dotted the winter streets.

The prosperous city of edalas is awakened like a giant beast in the night. Luxurious and elegant carriages flow through the streets, and the eye-catching carved heraldry shows the identity of nobility.

Modrian didn't choose to go to Harriman castle with Uncle Benny this time. In the surging dark tide, he wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible, at least during the aftermath of the battle in irvindale Town, so he decided to go to the party in advance.

An ordinary carriage was walking in the night. Bobby drove it smoothly and quickly in the city of edalas. The charming scenery in the night flashed like a fleeting glance.

The way ahead was very calm. Occasionally, several similar gorgeous carriages passed by. They all seemed to drive towards the banquet place of Harriman castle. They were not blocked until they entered the castle. They walked through it easily.

"Sorry, sir, routine inspection."

In front of the heavy old Harriman castle, castle guards in silver armor stopped the carriage, the sound of calm vigilance sounded, and the cold light and sharp blade in their hands tilted slightly, reflecting a faint moonlight.

"Oh, are you there?" felt the carriage stop slowly, gulagas woke up from his deep sleep, rubbed his lost eyes and asked.

However, he heard that there would be a gluttonous feast held by the upper class today. He specially raised his spirit and was ready to taste the ancient kiln wine collected by the nobility.

"It's time to get off, gulagas." modrian said reluctantly. For the temper of these heroes, without violating normal morality and orders, he usually focuses on tolerance, and personality is the label of heroes.

"Yes, Lord."

The fat and strong body slowly got up, and gulagas jumped out of the carriage easily with the wooden wine barrel he carried. Fortunately, he hired a six wheeled carriage, otherwise he really couldn't bear the jumping action of gulagas.

to be sonorous!

A wisp of cold light came out of the scabbard. The castle guard in the alert state suddenly saw a huge figure jumping from the carriage, subconsciously took out the sword blade from his waist and stood in front of him.

"Lord modrian?" the voice of hesitation and confusion came from the centurion of the castle guard. He came out of the strange and familiar figure after seeing the huge figure.

"Do you know me?" modrian heard the reputation, and he didn't seem to have seen him in his memory.

The centurion motioned his subordinates to put away the blade, walked forward, bowed slightly and said, "I followed master Lambert to dig fort. I'm lucky to see you once."

"Lambert." modrian recalled his once good friend and smiled. He went to the favkad Empire, which is known as the lion's heart. I don't know what it is now.

"Housekeeper attley specially ordered that if you are coming, please move to the main banquet hall." the centurion motioned a young and beautiful housekeeper waiting at the gate to come quickly and explained at the same time.

"You are one of the most important guests of the Harriman family. Next, mayfuna will guide you to your destination."

Hearing the speech, modrian smiled and said nothing more. He followed the housekeeper in front of him into Harriman castle.

The mottled magic lights shone on Harriman castle. Walking along the road, I didn't see much about the surrounding scenery. I was attracted by the slightly tilted peaches in front of me. The beautiful back swayed and confused. The intoxicating fragrance blew on modrian's nose with the cold wind. A very beautiful housekeeper experienced the etiquette and temptation of rigorous training.

Unfortunately, he can stand this temptation. He has a certain immunity to beauty when he is with Cana all year round, and the housekeeper in front of him is far less than Cana's stunning appearance.

After entering the main banquet hall, modrian looked for a quiet corner and ignored the charming eyes of the housekeeper, which was the same as those beautiful girls who wanted to enter the upper class society by virtue of their beauty at the gate of the castle, but she had a convenient "coat", but they could not be changed. They were still a group of poor guys.

Because of the early arrival, all kinds of items in the banquet hall have not been prepared. Many handsome waiters are seriously placing silvery tableware, lighting bright red candles on the gorgeous Candlestick, and adding firewood to the warm fireplace.

However, a wealth of delicious food has been prepared in advance. A wide range of delicious food is placed in the four corners of the banquet hall, and the strong smell overflows in the air.

Modrian was not polite. He looked for a dark and quiet corner with salivating Bobby and shining eyes. Then he methodically took plates of food from the banquet table, opened the sealed spirits and enjoyed it wantonly.

The night is getting darker and the moonlight is moving west.

With the sound of beautiful dance music, there are more and more guests in the main hall of the banquet. Most of them are a group of young girls who look elegant and dress up. They either bring their own dance partners, or search for their favorite goals, or under the arrangement of their elders at home, they enter the dance floor in pairs, dancing like charming butterflies.

Modrian in the corner has a panoramic view of these. He especially remembers that he once envied these noble boys and girls who exuded youth hormones and wanted to show his style like them.

Now it seems that it is a little ridiculous.

Compared with those flowers who still live under the shelter of their elders and in the greenhouse, his experience is full of destiny, which also gives him an incompatible situation.

Yes, in this aristocratic banquet, modrian strongly felt a strange atmosphere that could not be integrated. Those aristocrats with smiles and elegant manners always inadvertently swept through this corner and those who enjoyed delicious food.

Fear, disgust, fear, envy, hatred!

All kinds of different eyes, one by one, appear so real, but dare not approach, like avoiding something.

"How's it going? Do you feel bored at the party?"

A familiar voice came from the right side. Modrian turned his head and smiled on his white face. "When did you come back?"

"Just back, no matter how wonderful it is outside, it's not as friendly as the smell of home." the brown haired youth motioned gulagas to look to one side. Then he lay down on the soft seat, stared at modrian and said.

"On the way back, I heard about your reputation. The great knight, Lord Valoran, and the destruction of the power temple in the north are a little incredible."

Modrian raised his glass and interrupted the words of the young man in front of him. With a smile, he said, "it's all the result of efforts. You're also good. You've entered the realm of a great knight in two years."

"At least my 'brother', the praised arrogant figure still stops at the knight!"

"The outside world is big and wonderful!" Lambert took a sip of liquor and looked at the young girls on the dance floor with memories in his tone.

"I've gained a lot from this trip to the fawkard empire. Of course, it's a little worthless compared with you."

Modrian raised his eyebrows. He was very interested in Lambert's fabricard empire. As Lambert said, the outside world is very big, and he will go to the world stage sooner or later.

Next, two friends who haven't seen each other for a long time nest in this corner, speak freely, talk about their lives, talk about what they have encountered, and explore some strength problems. (on this point, Lambert is mostly asking, and modrian answers. In terms of current strength, the identities of the two are exchanged.)