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The next day, Ai Wa'er came back in the morning...ah, what do you mean by coming back? It was as if this place had become her home. It should be said that she came shamelessly to harass me early in the morning.
Raphael has been full of energy since noon. This princess of hundreds of tribes loves excitement. However, the third world is always filled with a somewhat deserted and tense atmosphere. I don’t know when the hell forces will attack. This makes Her Royal Highness the Princess of Baizu was very unhappy, so when she got the chance, she would be very motivated.
Although it cannot be said that she does not care about managing the third world, I think it would be much better if she could add this energy to management.
With Raphael's vigorous preparations, this banquet will feel very grand. First of all, there are us, a group of people from the first world, plus the first and second senior brothers and Arturia, about ten people. Then there are Sa Qili and her team, as well as the team of Shashik and Tulakov who have returned from experience. As the alliance's reconnaissance aces, Uncle Simba and Uncle Daga, who have not seen each other for a long time, as well as the mage Simback, etc., all complain. All my old acquaintances are here.
In addition, the heavyweight of the Scholars Association, Kane's senior Grandma Ellen, also appeared, as well as many powerful people at the World Power level, and even some angels, which made the love who didn't want to join in the fun appear. Wa'er had no choice but to participate. After all, her own tribe was here. As the granddaughter of an angel elder, she could even be called an angel princess. She should show her face both emotionally and logically.
Finally, Soldier Commander Ilanya, President Frans of the Mages Guild... By the way, aren't you the vice president? When did you become president? Where is the original president? What did you do to him? There is also the middle school girl Mi Seiya and so on.
As a result, the number of people has almost reached three digits. In a place like the third world, it is no exaggeration to say that it is grand.
I know almost all of these people. However, for Artoria, Little Fox and Tamoya, many of them were meeting for the first time, and these people were the backbone of the alliance. They saw Raphael leading them around and introducing them everywhere. figure. I somewhat understand why she held such a grand banquet.
Artoria, Little Fox, and Tamoya are all leaders of the clan, or future leaders. Benzina, the Colgate sisters, the Mipa Confused Knights, and Amrudina are also important people in the clan. figure. Let them get to know more important figures in the alliance, which is a great thing for both the alliance and them.
Then, our princess of the Hundred Tribes should be a little more cautious. She specially arranged Aiwa'er to be with me, and then invited many angels to come over. They are serious, unsmiling, and always have a serious face. guy. Unless there is a formal occasion, she never likes to invite people. The reason is very simple. They are like buckets of ice water to extinguish the lively flames.
Now there are so many invited. What's the purpose? I have probably thought of it, just to let them see me and Eva show affection... Ahem, actually I don't want to use this word to describe it, but there is no way, it's appropriate, this is Raphael's purpose. You see, your elder granddaughter, Her Royal Highness, has a close relationship with our alliance. As a minions, you, don’t think about it, and give more efforts to our alliance. Is this really good?
So, while Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Hundred Clans was singing in the corner, Little Money is Really Sweet, she watched the angels' eyes fall on a certain druid from time to time and the princess who was half a step behind him and seemed to be very "loving". , then showed a surprised expression and smiled mischievously.
Conspiracy, this banquet was filled with a chilling atmosphere of conspiracy. I seemed to see the people chatting and laughing, and the sinister smiles hidden under the masks. I was so frightened that I quickly hid in a corner, struggled to eat, and stuffed my mouth. The drums rose.
Well, this is delicious. It should have been made by Raphael. I secretly stuffed some into the inventory and brought it back to Veras to try. Our little dog is 120% interested in learning how to make delicious food. Ten passion.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Doesn't it show that I am greedy? Don't you, as a person, integrate into the surrounding atmosphere?
The meaning is quite complicated, but Aiwa'er seemed to understand it. After hesitating for a second, she stepped forward and stood side by side with me on the dining table. When she started eating, her movements were much more elegant. Comparing the two, One is like the afternoon tea time for a prince and maiden in the white pavilion in the garden, and the other is like a melee scene with crowded pig heads in a pigsty.
I regret it a little bit. Forget it, you'd better just stand aside and don't eat.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness~~~" At this time, his sleeves were pulled. He turned around and saw that it was Juliet. That's right. It was too reluctant to let this confused girl go to socialize with that kind of scene. It was better to follow. She asked me to take good care of her. Knight Mipa must have thought so, so he asked his good friend to come to me.
"Juliet, come here, there are delicious food here, this, and this." I kept putting the pastries, fruits, vegetables and meat on the table onto the dinner plate in Juliet's hand.
I’m not bragging, my mouth and nose, which have been finely honed by Willas’s craftsmanship, can easily capture the most delicious things in the banquet. These should be made by Raphael, after all, in the third world , she is really a bit lonely in this regard, and Sa Qili, who is also good at cooking, can't compare with her.
Hehehehe, a mere princess of hundreds of tribes can only control the wind and rain in the third world. If you return to the first world, Willas and Aunt Lisa will teach you how to behave in minutes.
Oh oh, this is... the craftsmanship of the pornographic maid is also very good, comparable to Sa Qili, and this one should be the work of Carol Jie, eh? This one is different from the others, but the taste is not inferior to the pornographic maid. Could it be said that it is... Mipa Knight?
I tasted them one by one and commented on them.
When I was thirsty, there happened to be soup here. The soup was clear, like spring water, but it exuded a faint and long-lasting fragrance. There seemed to be still a bright light shining inside.
Could this be... I swallowed hard.
A great man once said that food that does not light up is not good food. Is this... the food that even Veras is said to be difficult to cook... that can light up? Who is it? The mysterious cooking master hidden among us is comparable to Willas's level. Who is it? !
My throat was rising and falling, and my back was cold with sweat. I lowered my head and pretended to focus on the dining table, but the corner of my eye was rapidly scanning the banquet crowd.
who. Who is it, the killer hidden in the banquet... Oh no, it's the special chef.
Raphael? Impossible, she who likes to show off would never do such a hiding thing.
Sa Qili? Impossible. If she could really cook this level of cooking, she would have competed with Raphael long ago.
Grandma Ellen? She is old and should not be involved in the preparations for the banquet.
Yilanya? That's not right. As a soldier commander, she had a heavy task and arrived just before the banquet started.
The Colgate sisters? I have tasted a lot of their craftsmanship.
Mipa Knight? It's somewhat possible, but I don't want to believe it.
Or. Are the powerful men of world power hidden inside, or in other words, are they the group of angels who attend a banquet with solemn faces?
A bead-sized drop of sweat slowly fell from the corner of my eye. The noisy banquet, in my eyes, turned into a Shura field filled with the atmosphere of conspiracy and assassination.
There's no way to confirm, so let's taste it first.
I gingerly picked up a small bowl with a silver bowl, hesitated for a long time, and finally put it to my mouth with a hiss. Drink it.
Oh oh oh oh oh ————This is————This is! ! ! ! ! !
I made a posture to embrace the sky, tears slowly seeping out of the corners of my eyes.
This is... this is actually...
"Your Highness, what's wrong?" The soft girl Juliet pulled my sleeve and asked worriedly.
"It's okay. I'm okay." I wiped the corners of my eyes, looked at her gratefully, and explained.
"It's just a stubbed tooth."
Little ghost, come out here and I promise not to rub your face into pieces! ! !
In fact, the first time I saw this clear soup noodle, I should have realized that this was definitely the masterpiece of the little ghost. How can there be any sparkling food in the world? Those shining points are clearly diamond powder. Why can’t I think about it so much?
Away from this big bowl of clear noodle soup, I traveled to other battlefields.
"Lord Lanster, Lord Lanster." The sleeves were pulled by Juliet again. When she turned around, a piece of cake almost touched her lips.
It was Juliet, holding the piece of cake, holding it gently with her other little hand, and making an "ah~" feeding gesture to me.
Is this... playing the couple game again? I secretly glanced around and saw that no one seemed to be paying attention, so I quickly opened my mouth and ate it in one bite.
"How does it taste? Juliet likes to eat melon pastries."
"Hmm, not bad, delicious." I nodded vaguely. This taste, this style, and this craftsmanship, there is no doubt that it should be made by Knight Mipa.
Seeing me nodding my head, Juliet chuckled softly, feeling a sense of accomplishment that something she likes has been recognized by others. She also picked up a piece of pastry with her hands and ate it in small bites, even though she was a confused girl. , but in terms of etiquette, it comes from instinct and does not fall behind at all. It is no less elegant than Ai Wa'er, and it is more charming and charming.
However, what I just mentioned was not seen by anyone, not including Ai Wa'er, who looked at this scene with complicated eyes and seemed to be a little awkward.
If she were in the form of the Holy Moon Wise Wolf, she would definitely not hesitate and risk her own life to make it sweeter and more exaggerated than Juliet. Unfortunately, it is not the case. Now that I am in my true form, she doesn’t catch a cold, but she seems to have another problem in her heart. Gradually, the image of me now and the image of Saint Yue Xianlang overlapped, so my mood became particularly complicated.
Ever since, she made a difficult, compromise decision.
She had no choice, she couldn't help but look down, and she reluctantly said "Ah~~" to me like Juliet did. She gestured with the fork in her hand, and when I wasn't paying attention, something appeared on my plate with a swish. There was an extra piece of food, and someone didn't notice, and suddenly, there was another piece of food.
I didn't notice it at first, but as I kept eating, hey, it's weird, why do I feel like I'm eating more and more? Later, I noticed Ai Wa'er's little movements. I was immediately speechless, glanced at her, and she turned her face away and gave me the back of her head.
do not do that. Lord Aiwa'er, I beg you, please don't develop into a tsundere. I can't bear it anymore.
"Ahem, everyone. Everyone, welcome to the banquet hosted by Raphael." When everyone had almost finished eating, Raphael mysteriously disappeared, and then the beam flashed and appeared on the stage prepared in advance, holding a magic A loudspeaker, claiming to be the host of the party.
I said, could it be that my memory has failed? Isn't this a banquet to celebrate our successful return?
Raphael ignored my glare and continued talking. There is only one central theme.
"Unfortunately, even I can't invite the entire Rogge camp to celebrate together. In order to make up for it, I specially prepared a prop. I can only use my singing voice to bring everyone a little happiness."
"Oh——————!!!!!!" The banquet suddenly became excited. As a singer and dancer, Raphael never gets tired of listening to her songs, so you can say it bluntly. The entire camp may be her fans, and her appeal is amazing.
But, couldn't it be possible? The prop she was talking about was...
A second beam lights up. Two huge magic devices were illuminated.
Sure enough it is!
I am inexplicably sad and angry. This princess of hundreds of tribes is so outrageous. When she confiscated my artifact, her words were high-sounding and righteous. Now, now, it is used for her private performance. How is this different from me? What is the difference? Where is the justice? !
I gritted my teeth and finally resisted the urge to rush up and argue with her, but I couldn't let the angels see the joke. Hum, Raphael, don't think you can monopolize the limelight tonight. The artifact belongs to me, so who There is nothing you can do to stop me from taking the stage. Tonight, I will definitely become the man who attacks your reputation as a singing and dancing diva, and the man who steps on your shoulders to become the God of Song.
I kept sneering, and I had already imagined in my mind the scene of Raphael being dejected, surrendering and prostrating at my feet. The corners of my mouth curled up involuntarily, I looked up at the starry sky, and uttered a deep voice from my soul.
Tonight, the greedy wolf howls, the six stars are dim, and some of the stars will surely fall.
He lowered his head and his eyes went dark, as if he was locked in a small dark room. Wait, what is going on? Is that general me? This unscientific!
I calmed down and realized that at some point, Ava'er and Juliet around me had left, or were forced to leave, and were replaced by six or seven iron tower-like existences, surrounding me. Guan Xiaoheiwu is even more exaggerated.
"What do you want to do?" I asked dissatisfiedly as I pushed Seattle Ke in front.
"Of course I grabbed a good seat to listen to Raphael singing." The second senior brother hummed without looking back, with a look of disgust as to why you even bothered to ask about such an obvious thing.
"But you're blocking me."
"Junior brother Wu, there is nothing we can do about it. Seat-holding is a first-come-first-served basis. How can we block it? Otherwise, you can squeeze in front of me. I didn't say no."
"Okay." I looked around, preparing to break out of the surrounding muscle walls.
"Uncle Tulakov, can you please give in and let me out?"
"No, no, if I give in, those bastards will definitely take advantage of every opportunity to come up and take over my position. They will never show mercy." Tulakov shook his head quickly.
"Uncle Shashik..."
"No, no, I know that Tulakov has been eyeing my seat. As soon as I leave, he will definitely squeeze over and squeeze me out of the periphery."
"Hehehe, you know me very well, Shahik."
"Where, where, no one in the camp knows about your virtue?"
The two big muscular guys smiled sinisterly and glared at each other above my head, sparking fierce excitement.
It seems that it is impossible to expect them to give in. There is no other way. Look at my Dapeng exhibition... Pooh!
Just as I was about to jump up, an arm appeared in the air and blocked my head. It was as hard as a steel bar. The impact made me dizzy and I fell to the ground.
"Oops, I'm sorry, newcomer, I thought some guy wanted to sneak attack me." A voice came from behind and advised kindly.
"It's best not to move around. Everyone wants to get closer and listen to Mr. Raphael singing. The atmosphere now is very dangerous. Almost everyone is like Shashik and Tulakov, scheming and secretly pushing each other. If you If you jump up rashly, you might be targeted by everyone."
But...it's hateful!
I clenched my fists and was full of reluctance, but when I thought about becoming the target of public criticism, the risk was too great, so I finally endured it. I waited and acted according to the opportunity. There would always be a chance to get out of the predicament.
Immediately afterwards, Raphael's beautiful singing sounded and spread throughout the entire camp through the magic loudspeaker snatched from the shelling groove. The most magical thing about it is that the sound that can spread throughout the entire camp can be heard at close range. It will indeed be louder when listening, but in any case, it will not hurt your ears because the sound is too loud, or there will be noise and breakage. The true sound quality can be restored regardless of distance.
If this thing were placed in the original world, I guess there would be millions of dollars that wouldn't be available, right?
I thought proudly in my heart, because this is a treasure that I picked up from the shelling groove, which shows that I have a discerning eye.
With the help of such an artifact, Raphael's singing became even better... No, it should be said that it was originally so good, but it was just that he was limited by the equipment and could not perform it perfectly.
As I listened, I, along with other viewers, fell into the ocean of music that the singer gave everyone, and I couldn't extricate myself.
Raphael did not dominate the stage, because there were two other great singers here, Juliet and Mira. As the top ten singers of the elves, how could they be missing?
Juliet's soft, marshmallow-like voice can also sing a sonorous and powerful hymn, while Knight Mipat's delicate and ever-changing voice, which is similar to Raphael, embodies the elf's prayer for freedom. , singing an ethereal feeling.
As expected of a singer, worthy of a singer, she has reached the state of being able to change freely.
I was intoxicated for a long time, and finally I was woken up by my king.
"Fan, the banquet is over, it's time to go back."
Hey, hey hey? ! ! !
I quickly looked towards the stage and saw that although the mountains of muscles blocking my surroundings had left, the two magic loudspeakers had also been carried away.
I:"……"
. . . (To be continued.)