Chapter 541

At the end of the conversation, Swein left and left modrian alone in the room.

The dim light flickered, modrian rubbed his eyebrows and closed his eyes. Every force participating in the banquet and the interest groups represented behind flashed in his mind.

Valoran, even the future stoke Kingdom, has and has only one voice.

However, the forces around the kingdom will not care much about the Valoran, especially the defeat of the behlik Kingdom and the shatar great plain, which gives them a deep and bloody lesson.

"Consolidate your immediate interests first. Things in the future are inevitable."

Modrian opened his eyes, got up and came to the elegant window, overlooking the banquet hall below. In his pupils, a small group of different people was reflected.

Most of them were aristocrats in Stoke Kingdom, and a few were noteworthy forces in this banquet.

Soon, modrian saw Sophia at the corner of the party. She was whispering with her three friends, and her bright smile appeared on her cold face.

Perhaps this is Sophia's life, rather than staying in a boring dig fort.

When -- when -- when!

The crisp bell and drum sounded in the banquet hall.

The banquet, which was originally full of laughter and conversation, suddenly quieted down. An elegant aristocrat looked at the stairway with a smile and waited for the protagonist to appear tonight.

Modrian gently tidied up his clothes, stepped out of the elegant room, stood on the most eye-catching high platform in front of everyone's eyes, looked around with plain eyes, and a dignified atmosphere enveloped the banquet.

"Welcome every distinguished guest to take the time to attend this boring banquet. Modrian is here to sincerely thank you for coming!"

"Now I announce that the banquet begins!"

"I hope you have a good time!"

There was no nonsense. There were a lot of nutritious words. After modrian finished, he applauded himself gently.

Pa Pa! Pa Pa! Pa Pa!

Roaring applause rang out in the banquet hall. Each aristocrat present did not hesitate to pay attention and praise, and seemed to agree with what modrian said.

The banquet led by Valoran officially began, and the Knox soldiers entered orderly with food and wine.

This is very different. Other people's banquets are servants and servants, while Valoran collars are soldiers in armor.

"How young!" Lydia sighed as she looked at modrian in the banquet center. "Sophia, should Baron modrian be under thirty? Not married yet?"

"How? What do you think of me? Is it in line with Baron modrian's aesthetics?"

With that, Lydia gently got up and spun a few steps, and her lilac dress fluttered.

Sophia was stunned by continuous inquiries. She had never seen Lydia like this at previous parties? Is this what the book says... Spring?

"Well, Lydia, don't fiddle with your posture." Alva quickly said when she saw Sophia's look. She had eased from Sophia's identity, and her heart was full of happiness and happiness.

No matter what the outcome of tonight's party is, she is absolutely sure to get rid of the family marriage when she goes back, just because her best friend is called Sophia Peres.

"Hey, look, something seems to have happened." Pamela seemed to find something interesting. She pulled Sophia and Alva's arm and pointed to the center of the banquet hall.

"Does the priest's robe in the temple of wealth represent the temple of wealth?"

"Look, it's a noble coat of arms. It's strange. It doesn't seem to be the nobles around stoke kingdom?"

"The temple of power also sent people. They went to the elegant room of the banquet hall."

In the corner of the banquet hall, Pamela exclaimed from time to time. In fact, it was not just here. Every small group in the banquet hall looked at those people with hot eyes.

Different positions represent different interests.

Compared with the people entering the banquet hall, the remaining people can only be regarded as attached to the Valoran collar and the stoke Kingdom, with a world-wide difference in status and strength.

The magic lights shining brightly, the atmosphere of the banquet hall was slightly cold, and someone stood up at the right time.

Horace, Sigrid and Baron Benny, as followers of modrian, also attended the banquet. Now they stepped into the hall, connected with different aristocratic forces, and the laughter sounded again.

"Miss Sophia, Kevin says hello to you." Kevin Lindbergh dahler walks to the corner of the ballroom and bows slightly.

"Hello, Kevin, I heard Horace talk about you." Sophia got up, smiled and nodded politely, then turned her eyes and looked at the familiar figure on Kevin's side.

"Meredith, long time no see."

The playboy who used to be the violet mage tower now leaves a beard, mature and steady, without any dandy look.

The sacrifice of Duke dakama caused heavy losses to the Arnold family, but with the help of the Dale family and the information revealed by Valoran, most of the interests of the Arnold family were preserved.

"Haven't seen you for a long time, Sophia. I came here with an apology......" Meredith bowed her head and said respectfully. The absurd things of the past appeared in her consciousness like watching the lights.

"No, let bygones be bygones."

Sophia sighed, waved and interrupted Meredith's words. As she said, the past is the past. She is not who she used to be. And Sophia was already familiar with what Duke dakama did for the stoke kingdom.

"Kevin, is there anything else?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Sophia, I'm entrusted too." Kevin smiled bitterly. It was none of his business, but the generation difference between the Marquis of Gardner and Sophia finally fell on his shoulder.

But now seeing Sophia, Kevin breathed a sigh of relief. At least the Arnold family had got the understanding they wanted.

"Then we won't bother you."

With that, Kevin hurried away with Meredith, as if to unload the burden.

But he forgot the meaning of the Dale family in the eyes of all aristocratic forces in the banquet hall at this time, which was definitely the strongest supporter of the Valoran leadership.

Therefore, Kevin's trend has long been concerned by many nobles until he saw the first heir of the Dale family salute Sophia, and everyone realized that it was not simple.

Soon afterwards, Sophia's identity was exposed and spread in the banquet hall.

There are no fools who can appear at this party. They know that the opportunity is near. Since they can't get in touch with modrian, it may be their only chance to get in touch with Sophia.

In the laughing conversation, the eager eyes kept patrolling the corner of the banquet hall. They occasionally saw Alva and others, but they also had doubts, but they would firmly remember their faces.

"We... Seem to be the center..." Lydia was no longer as active as before. She sat on the sofa with her stomach closed and her chest raised, showing a lady's posture.

Alva and Pamela are not much better. Although they are used to the focus of some family banquets, they are nothing compared with here.

However, in the current scene, the three people did have an unexpected harvest. They were born in an aristocratic family and were deeply aware of some potential rules and even... Interests, which the family behind them could not reach.

"Little man... No, definitely not in the future." Alva looked at each other and leaned closely behind Sophia.

This strange atmosphere was soon broken, because the identity of the man was quite heavy.

Philan Ballas went to the corner of the banquet hall, sat opposite Sophia with a smile and whispered, "won't you introduce your friend to me?"

The balas family, even in the eilanfaro Empire, is also the top nobles, which is far from being comparable to those present.

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Banquet hall and elegant room.

The long conference table was placed in the center with many people sitting on the left and right sides.

Welsh Ballas, the legendary Dragon Knight of the Ballas family, once "sponsored" many precious resources for the rise of Valoran. Now he sits in a wooden chair and a small silver dragon hovers on his shoulder.

Easta, the bishop of the temple of wealth, and Valoran have had many intersections, and their strength has also been promoted to legend, but occasionally the breath of divine grace is revealed. Obviously, this is to rely on the blessing of the goddess of wealth to step into the road of legend.

Agnes Rodney, the cardinal of the temple of power, the legendary priest and the strong man once famous in limontanlu, also visited Valoran today.

In addition to the above, there is also a female mage wearing a robe, Moira Percy Joyce, a legendary mage who appeared in the violet mage tower during the previous competition for the throne.

Just from the strength level, it is much higher than many nobles in the banquet hall at the moment.

Modrian sits in the main position, with svein on the left and dreus specially coming from NUU fortress on the right, representing the farsightedness and military of Valoran's leadership respectively.

In the room, the atmosphere was a little quiet. All the legends in the room waited silently for modrian's speech, and everyone maintained due respect, which came from the pressure given by svein and dreus.

With a slight smile, modrian looked around and spoke slowly.