Everything that has a beginning must have an end.
Even the grandest Midsummer party must eventually come to an end.
After Rean was "taken" away by Claire, Jukent III also left with Osborn.
In the eyes of outsiders who don’t know the truth, this is naturally a coincidence, but in the eyes of “insiders”——
Let's put it this way, Cedric took the initiative to find Rufus, and the two of them were whispering in a secluded corner.
Rector also pulled Miriam aside, muttering not knowing what he was talking about.
Miao Jie and Marquis Haines exchanged hidden glances.
Alleria and Vores stood on separate sides and defended secretly.
These people are basically the focus of the banquet, and their silence will also boost the atmosphere of the entire banquet.
As a big shot, reading the air is a basic operation.
I looked at the time again and saw that it was getting late, so let’s leave.
As for whether to go back to each other's homes after the show, or whether to gather in a small circle for two or three shows is another matter. This is the essence of social interaction.
The same is true for the group of people named "Class VII", there is essentially no difference.
The reason why they didn't leave in a hurry was because the backbone, Rean, hadn't come back yet.
We all came together, and of course we must leave together.
Although simply waiting is boring, after all, it is the highest-end banquet hall of the royal family, and there is no shortage of everything. If you really don’t know what to do, just open up and eat.
That's what Ash did.
Before the dance, I had restrained myself a bit, but now that there were fewer people, I completely lost my worries and let myself go completely.
Eat whatever is delicious.
Eat whatever is expensive.
Eat to support the wall.
Eat——
"No, my stomach hurts. Toilet, where is the toilet..."
As he spoke, he ran towards the inner courtyard with his belly in his arms.
Kurt and Yuna, who were watching on the sidelines, were speechless and unconsciously took a few steps away - they were already far enough away and found it embarrassing.
This is not pretending to be noble. Kurt has been in and out of the palace since he was a child. Yuna is a commoner at the end of the world. Before entering the military academy, she had no chance to interact with big shots or big events. When encountering situations like this, he is just cautious and afraid of making mistakes. He is not as heartless as Ash.
——When the instructor comes back, you must talk to him well.
Kurt thought.
However, when the instructor did come back, Ash still didn't come back.
"Tsk, are you doing this?" Lecter, who didn't take it seriously at first, slammed his fist, "I didn't expect to induce... Hamel's orphan like this. Claire and Miriam both follow me--"
After saying that, he took the lead and ran towards the inner court, to be precise, the emperor's exclusive lounge.
Claire and Miriam looked at each other and both followed behind.
"Let's go too." Li En also said.
Everything is indistinguishable from his persona, not even from the "now" in the past.
Of course, that's just the surface.
Deliberately lowering his speed and keeping in step with his team, Li En calmly let go of his senses and sensed where the deepest, thickest and darkest spiritual energy was. The conversation he had with Xiao Huan not long ago came to mind.
——Will it go well?
——Yes, you know best the possibility of being a son of man.
——But, the prophecy of "Black History Book"...
——The prophecy only said that "the sacrifices must be made with the blood of the ancients." It did not say how much "ancient blood" would be needed, and there was no limit on the number of people.
——How can you explain it this way?
--Why not? All cause and effect in the world are placed under "illusion". It is just a cause and effect observation and recording mechanism, and what is seen is nothing more than scales.
——……
——Why are you looking at me like that? you do not believe me?
——No, it was just the first time I saw you speaking in this tone, and I didn’t react immediately.
——That must be due to your influence. I have become more human. I don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.
——It must be a good thing.
--Why?
——Because we are all good people.
——A good person...?
At the end of the memory, Xiao Huan looked a little confused, a little distressed, and finally had a somewhat lonely expression.
Rean wanted to ask, but was interrupted by other things.
It was similar at this moment. At the end of the sensory field, a tremor spread, carrying murderous intent - and a cursed aura originating from "black".
Has it started yet?
At the same time, Xiao Huan, who was in Livers, a suburb of the empire, chose to stay with Xiao Di instead of accompanying him. He raised his head and looked north. His long hair was flying, his eyes were filled with silver, and he was saying the same words.
"Huan?" Xiaodi noticed the strange phenomenon, took her friend's hand, and asked cautiously.
"It's okay, no matter what happens, you will be safe, trust me."
Xiao Huan held the hand that held her countless times with her backhand, even more times than Rean, the master and contractor.
"Are you going to...leave? Just like Qia." She had seen a similar state three years ago.
"It's not now, it's tomorrow. Are you willing to come with me?" As if to increase his persuasion, Xiao Huan stretched out his other hand.
"Yes. If Xiao Huan hopes so." Xiao Di nodded vigorously, "Qiya must also hope so."
Also three years ago, she stayed with Qiya like this.
Although she has never shown it to outsiders, Xiaodi, who has just recovered her eyesight, can feel the pain in Qiya's heart. All she can do is be by her side to accompany and support her, just like she is doing now.
"Thank you." Xiao Huan stood up on tiptoes and pressed his forehead against Xiao Di's.
"You're welcome."
Xiaodi's expression was as calm and focused as ever.
The more this happens, the more pitiful it is.
At the end of Xiao Huan's sight, there was also such a pair of friends who could trust his back.
Emperor Jukent III of the Erebonia Empire and "Iron Chancellor" Gillias Osborn.
Different from being dignified in public, the two of them are much more casual in private.
Youkent sat on the sofa, rubbing his temples a little tiredly. Osborne stood by the window, looking at the "lights" gradually dispersing in the palace from above, wondering what he was thinking.
After a while, Youkent poured himself a cup of tea and took the initiative to say: "It's almost done."
Osborne hummed and finally turned around.
Youkent took a sip of tea and said, "What are you going to do next?"
"I intend to make a statement after Midsommar is over."
"I don't think it will be that smooth... but with your skills, you must have prepared countermeasures."
"Excuse me." Osborne bowed.
Although in his previous life he was Drekels, the absolute direct ancestor of the Jukent family, his previous life was still his previous life. Except when he first used this identity to gain trust, he did not intend to have much to do with his previous life.
Even when old lovers and friends came to visit, he did not change and did not mince words.
It's a pity that those two people were unexpectedly stubborn, even more stubborn than his "iron-blooded one" - it should be said that it was them, but they still had a premeditated plan.
"Steel Saint", "Crimson Vampire", each seems to be more extreme than themselves.
At this moment, two muffled groans suddenly sounded outside the window.
The owner of the voice, both Jukent III and Osborne, were familiar with him. He was the guard guarding the door.
Immediately afterwards, the door opened. A man wearing a waiter's uniform and covering his left eye stepped over the guard who fell on the ground and walked into the door. When he opened the door, he did not forget to say: "Excuse me."
Yokent III frowned slightly and straightened his back: "You are——"
Without waiting for the man to speak, Osborne made it clear: "Thorz Second Branch, Class VII, Asher Kabide, Hamel's 'third orphan'."
ps: As for pretending to be a monster thief, Ling can definitely do it if others can’t. Ling’s position in the association is similar to Levi’s to some extent. They are both at the level of “public lovers”. The difference is recognition and respect for Levi, but for Ling Well - probably because of the outstanding children in the family, as I said during the empty track, many executors are willing to hand over their skills to Ling.
Even "Breaking", who is rated as the worst criminal, took great pains to lay out a big picture in Li 2, just to help Ling eliminate the last mental danger. It is estimated that these people have the same attitude towards Ling as the old players. So Fann, if you dare to cross the line, what will happen... Is the Demon King awesome?
