Chapter 403

Lafarge City, a small city in the northeast of Valoran, is affected by the rise of urban economy in ewendell. The trade development here maintains a very good upward trend. There are many large businessmen and middle and low-class nobles living in the city, including many nobles who fled from edalas.

Under the hazy night with moonlight, starlight and lights, the whole Lafarge city looks prosperous and psychedelic. The gorgeous buildings on both sides of the main road scatter magic lights of different colors. Even late at night, many people still wander out, which is due to the public security in the city.

As for the plague, it is too far away for small town residents, who enjoy the noisy nightlife at present.

Inner city, garrison official residence, bedroom.

In front of the ancient bronze mirror, Cooper is trying on the selected dress. Tonight, the nobles in the city hold a banquet and invite him to attend.

Originally, he didn't want to go, but considering the identity he represented, he finally decided to keep the appointment as scheduled.

"Time is really too fast for people to look back."

Cooper looked at himself in the bronze mirror, from the knight apprentice in the territory of Peris, to following master modrian to the desolate north, and then to the establishment of Valoran collar. He became the garrison officer of irvindale Town, and now the garrison officer of lafag city.

He stretched out his right hand and gently touched the frown in the corner of his eyes. Even the strength of the extraordinary knight could not stop the trace of time. Instead, his temperament became more and more stable: "fate is uncertain. May the road I choose go on all the time."

Creak!

When the bedroom door opens and Cooper steps out, the whole residence is small, and the architectural style is simple and quiet.

At the door, someone had been waiting with a horse. They were the remaining cavalry who had followed modrian to the north of the kingdom. They formed their own life circle around Cooper.

Valoran's military power was concentrated in modrian's hands, but for the security of every town and village, he delegated it to his followers and gave them autonomy.

Just when they wanted to leave, the cavalry on the right suddenly said, "Lord Cooper, shall we say hello to Yingliu?"

In addition to several followers of modrian, the news of Valoran's sending troops to attack is controlled in the secret stage. There are shadow flow disciples in the territory, which can effectively curb the speculation information of some trails.

The unexpected question made Cooper's action stop slightly. It was not necessary for a private party, but somehow he nodded and said, "then arrange someone to go by the way. Let's start first."

Aristocratic area, Garcia residence.

It is a luxury building with a large area. The magic lights are bright. There are many luxury carriages at the door. Occasionally, the engraved noble heraldry can be seen from the side of the carriage.

Its owner is Shirley Garcia, the court Viscount, and one of the fugitives in edalas. Although the title has no effect in the Valoran collar, it can not prevent the other party from maintaining its own aristocratic style, such as the high-standard banquet tonight.

The silver guards patrolled the guests around in case of accidents. The sound of horse hoofs sounded in the night. They saw Cooper and others coming from a distance, with a slightly dignified look.

Fortunately, an old man came out of the gatehouse behind him, whispered a few words in their ears, and signaled the silver armor guard to return to his post. On the contrary, the old man came in person and slightly bent down to caress his chest: "Lord Cooper, my master is waiting for you inside."

Cooper dismounted, gave the reins to the cavalry behind him, and looked at the gorgeous carriage. One after another, nobles in beautiful clothes talked and entered the mansion. They complimented each other and smiled at each other, as if they were good friends they hadn't seen for a long time.

"It's a great honor to be invited. I heard that the party will last for some time. What do you want to do?" he looked back at the old man on his side and asked casually.

The silver haired old man bowed his head: "I'm very honored to hear that you will come tonight. It's ready. Lord Cooper might as well go in and have a chat." he turned off the topic with a very respectful look.

"Then go in." Cooper nodded slightly. He was used to the close tone of these noble housekeepers. No matter how tempting, he would not get the information he wanted.

The atmosphere inside and outside the residence is obviously different. The gorgeous hall gathers the high-class people in Lafarge. Whispers and conversations sound. Everyone smiles and greets skillfully. In the middle, there will be male and female attendants shuttling through with drinks.

Especially when I see Cooper's figure, I will put the target here from time to time. Fortunately, the people in their hall know their identity. No matter whether Cooper cares about them or not, he nodded slightly and continued to talk with his friends.

The silver haired old man took Cooper to the inside, bright magic lights were scattered, the red Candlestick had been lit, and a faint fragrance floated in the air.

Cooper swept through the corridor. The burning candles should be the first-class beeswax purchased in the Grand Duchy of tempefasha. Even the walloran collar uses less. Here, there are enough 16 candles to burn.

Coupled with magic lights, the whole area is brightly lit, like day, setting off the luxurious environment.

As the old man walked slowly forward, he saw furniture made of all kinds of precious wood stacked gracefully around the red carpet and closet.

Each wall is painted with paint, with a bit of religious color, like the traditional myths of caladimos and the deeds of some heroes.

There are also exquisite handicrafts, which are placed in a conspicuous position and attract people's attention.

"What does this mean?" Cooper wondered, as if he were showing his wealth? But what does this have to do with the party.

At present, the luxury of this mansion has reached a luxury level, which is not inferior to or even better than the palace of lakstark fortress.

In the elegant room deep in the mansion, Cooper saw Shelly Garcia, a happy looking old man with a wrinkled face and a smile. He seemed to speak well, but he saw the Garcia family many times in some trade disputes he had recently handled.

"Welcome to Lord Cooper, sit here." Shelly got up, pointed to the right seat and smiled. He was very polite. The table next to the seat was full of delicious food.

"Mr. Shelley, I don't know what's the matter with the invitation to tonight's party?" Cooper's face was cold and didn't mean to talk deeply. The Valoran collar behind him provided him with such confidence.

Hearing the speech, Shelly frowned slightly and glanced at Cooper in front of him. The corners of his mouth tilted slightly and his smile became more and more gentle: "don't worry, we can talk while eating. Some things can only be discussed clearly when we sit down. Do you think so?"

"Sorry, I have some business to deal with." Cooper shook his head gently and decided to leave early. Moreover, his position has made it clear that he is not with these nobles. "If there's nothing important, i..."

Shelly seemed unable to see Cooper's movements and patted his hands.

Pa Pa!

With the sound of clapping, the small door on the left of the elegant room opened and the faint fragrance floated.