The days when I don’t need to get up early to go to school are always very pleasant.
But time does not stop for one's comfort, just as the storm does not stop for one's wishes.
After the undercurrent in the royal capital for some time, it finally came to a... perfect time to light the fuse.
During the traditional festival between the old and new years, the king specially prepared a grand banquet, and invited almost all nobles and ministers of a certain level to attend.
Moreover, what is different from usual is that this time the king does not seem to plan to hold the year-end banquet in the palace, but will change the location to a mansion next to Qingxi Lake on the outskirts of the royal capital.
It is also the property of the royal family and comes with a very beautiful garden.
However, since the king did not like this place very much, no one has used it for a long time and it has just remained idle.
When he first heard the news, Wayne realized that if Simon really planned to take action, maybe this time would be his best chance.
Unlike the usual strict checks and permission required to enter the palace, if a banquet of this scale is held outside, the flow of people is bound to be complicated.
For example, when I held a masquerade party just for members of the Lily Club last time, I had to mobilize most of the servants from home and outsource some of the work.
Judging from the number of people the king has invited so far, I am afraid that the standard will be ten or a hundred times that of his little party.
By then, it may not be difficult at all to plant a few assassins in troubled waters.
What's more, the city guards responsible for the security of the royal capital have now become toys in Lord Simon's hands.
Who will be his target?
Duke Elliot? Prince Richard? ...Or, His Majesty the King?
With doubts about this question, Wayne changed into an extremely gorgeous banquet dress.
——The so-called wealth and power will lose its luster if it cannot be shown off.
And on this occasion, a large number of nobles gather together, which is a good opportunity for each family to show their strength openly.
At the gate of the Duke's Palace, the Winche family's motorcade was ready to go.
Chrissy, who had also put on an elegant dress, actually looked quite dignified at this moment. She stood there with a spotless look, quite like Mrs. Ashwell's aura.
Wayne stepped forward.
"Miss Chris, are you ready?" he asked.
Chrissy didn't answer, she just raised her chin proudly and stretched out a hand towards him.
Wayne stretched out his arm in a dignified manner and let her help him get on the carriage.
After a while, Duke Elliot and Duchess also successfully boarded another luxurious carriage, and the motorcade slowly drove out of the gate.
Listening to the extremely subtle sound of wheels rolling across the stone road in his ears, Wayne warned: "Chris, stay with me tonight and remember not to run around."
Without the ability to protect herself, she is naturally more vulnerable than others when facing danger.
"I'm not a child." Chris rolled her eyes at him.
Wayne smiled, "Anyway, just don't leave my side."
After her own reminder, Geli must have been prepared... Even if she couldn't completely convince her father, with her intelligence and methods, it should be no problem to avoid danger in advance.
As for what Lord Simon wants to do, it all depends on what happens next.
Following Duke Elliot and Duchess Elliot, Wayne and Chris showed a slightly shy smile, and together they dealt with the relatives and friends who appeared from time to time.
On such occasions, all speeches are made publicly, and even if there are private opinions, there will be no head-on conflict - otherwise, it will not give face to the host, His Majesty the King, so the atmosphere seems to be quite harmonious.
After just perfunctory with the adults for a while, Wayne and Chris left decisively.
The social circles of each generation are always different. When Elliot and the others saw this, they just smiled helplessly and let them go.
Bypassing those guys who didn't want to deal with, Wayne and Chris decided to stay in a corner with few guests.
At this time, both of them had already taken several plates full of food, and started eating as soon as they sat down.
The two people's nonchalant attitude made it completely unimaginable that these two guys, who looked like reincarnations of starving ghosts and showed no respect for aristocratic etiquette, were actually great nobles from the top of the kingdom.
"Wow, this is so good!" Chris shared the food she brought with Wayne.
"This tastes very novel. Let our chef learn how to make it another day!" Wayne also left a portion of the food that he thought tasted good to Chris.
In fact, the way they eat is not particularly rude. The manners of the handsome man and the beautiful woman who have been brought up since childhood can still be said to be pleasing to the eye.
Apart from the fact that he eats very, very quickly, there is nothing special about him.
It's such an embarrassing situation, it's a bit eye-catching.
Originally, I just found a place with no people around, just to make myself eat happily, but I didn't expect that not long after, I still heard unpleasant noises.
"Where did these two guys come from? Have they never had a good meal at home?" A mean voice sounded from the side.
Wayne stopped putting the fork in his mouth, his expression darkened, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.
But what he didn't expect was that the people the mean female voice was referring to were not him and Chris.
Perhaps because the two of them were on the darker side, some people's eyes were naturally attracted to the guests at another table with better lighting conditions.
There was also a man and a woman, and there was a pile of emptied dishes stacked on the table.
The only difference is that the appearance of the two people is just average. It can be seen at a glance that the dress she is wearing is not made of very good material.
Chris also noticed it and was slightly startled, then turned her head and looked at Wayne.
…
Tonight, the mansion banquet received an unprecedented number of guests, so the security pressure was naturally unprecedentedly arduous.
Bulwer arranged the members of the special operations team early and assigned their tasks in detail.
Of course, ostensibly in the name of better protecting His Majesty the King.
He had already obtained the king's permission for this in advance, so Bulwer now felt very confident.
——Heh, no matter what you plan to do, your chance is only the moment you take action.
As long as he takes action, what will happen next is out of that person's control.
