After gathering together some unbearable memories and throwing them into the corner of his memory, Dean retracted his gaze from the water mirror and began to look at the overall environment of the auditorium.
There is almost no big difference between this place and the way it was broadcast by the water mirror in my memory.
Dean knew exactly which way to go without the help of a waiter.
Seeing that the two of them looked familiar, the waiter didn't stop for much. After leading them into the auditorium, he excused himself sensibly.
Lensak took over the work that was supposed to be done by him and introduced the process to Dean: "The order is from area 1 to area 13. You are the last one to go on stage for the guild's performance. It’s the finale, it’s the grand finale.”
The location is not unimportant.
He patted Dean on the shoulder without saying anything, and began to introduce the follow-up arrangements.
The two of them walked through the auditorium like real tourists, avoiding many people who tried to come up to chat as if nothing had happened.
While listening, Dean became familiar with the environment in the auditorium based on the vague memory of watching the broadcast several times. By the time he was almost familiar with it, Paul III's car arrived at the auditorium.
Dean looked at the waiters who suddenly became busy, and decisively followed Lensak to hide in the corner. After Paul III entered the lounge of the auditorium, he started to move again.
They arrived very early indeed. The official start time of the celebration was in the evening. At that time, the sky was darkening, so the broadcasting effect was best.
Before this time, you can move around freely.
Lensak also enthusiastically recommended the lunch provided in the auditorium to Dean. He doubtfully asked the waiter for some meals, and was soon conquered by the strange and otherworldly food.
The two of them stayed in the small rest room for half an hour before returning to the main hall of the auditorium.
There were obviously many more people inside than before.
Dean glanced at the escorting knights outside the auditorium, and had a deeper understanding of the building's current worth.
In fact, during this period, there should be an appearance of the emperor. When John Paul II was in power, he would set aside a period of time to speak, and then broadcast it through the water mirror to various regions.
But Paul III didn't like it, so since he succeeded to the throne, this link has been abolished.
Anyway, everyone knows that the current emperor is Paul III, the son of Paul II. He does not like to appear in public, and no one will disobey him on such a trivial matter.
However, in private, various speculations are always inevitable.
Most people believe that Paul III did this because he did not want to be criticized by the public about his body appearance.
Dean agreed with this, but he felt that the essential reason was not that Paul III could not accept his true appearance, but that he was worried that too strong a contrast would repeatedly emphasize his identity as an ordinary person and undermine the emperor's prestige in the hearts of the people.
After all, he is a non-professional. No matter how many medicines are used to support him and he adopts many extraordinary methods, aging is inevitable as he grows older.
Especially when compared with the professionals around him, his changes are even more obvious.
According to Dean, this is a bit bullying.
As we all know, professionals age much slower than ordinary people. This is related to the increase in their lifespan. The higher the level of cultivation, the longer the lifespan of professionals, and naturally the harder it is to grow old.
It would be too difficult for Paul III to compare him with these people.
It is very reasonable for him to make this choice.
However... there is always no shortage of smart people in this world.
Dean glanced at the professionals around him who had just greeted him. There were many legendary strong men with advanced cultivation levels among them. Although he did not know the specific ages of these people, as professionals who were accomplished in cultivation, even if they were old, Even if they are tall, they won't be as mature as they appear.
What a cunning old man.
Sighing in his heart, he took the initiative to end the check-in work and followed Lensak to the position of the representative of District 13.
Just as he was about to sit down, he saw Sigrid in a long dress walking in from the side door.
Her clothes today obviously matched those of Paul III just now. The gold and white dress was both majestic and beautiful. Dean took a closer look and found that Sigrid was so white that her collarbone was dazzling. There is also a pink petal.
As if she felt something, Sigrid looked in this direction. Their eyes met in mid-air, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.
Information that only each other knew was flowing in their minds.
Soon, the pink petals fell to the carpet as Sigrid moved around.
After talking to several noble girls, she took them back to the lounge.
After watching Sigrid leave, Dean looked away, a look of contemplation flashing in his eyes.
This episode did not attract the attention of others, and everyone's attention soon shifted to the guests who entered the auditorium one after another.
Dean looked at the glamorous figures with obvious extraordinary identities from far to near, and he couldn't recognize them for a while.
Fortunately, there is Lensak next to him, and he will pay attention to the people entering the auditorium with him. Occasionally, when he sees someone who needs special attention, he will take the initiative to remind Dean.
One of them spoke and the other took notes. After hearing what happened, Dean couldn't help but ask for a glass of water for Lensak.
"...It's a little strange."
After tapping the red gem inlaid on his belt, the knight turned on the soundproof barrier, drank water, and showed a slightly wary expression.
"What's wrong?"
Dean asked immediately.
"There are too many people coming this time."
Looking around, the subtle premonition in Rensak's heart became stronger and stronger.
"Something's not right."
I don't know if it was preconceived, but after listening to his words, when Dean looked around again, he felt something was not right.
He was surprised. He had obviously done a lot of homework during this period, and also collected information and recognized many people he might meet. Why were there so many unfamiliar faces? Now it seemed... Paul III could not have specially added the invitation. How many people?
Thinking of the pink petals on Sigrid's collarbone, Dean quickly made a guess.
He continued to observe, and it didn't take long before he spotted a familiar badge image.
"Look at that man, on his chest... is it the logo of Hassan Auction House?"
Lensak followed his directions and quickly found the target person with his excellent eyesight.
"It's from the auction house."
Lensak said firmly.
"And he was handing something to the maid to examine."
After observing intently for a moment, he raised his eyebrows and said clearly: "The metal can... is the Messiah's rainbow light. It should be dedicated to His Majesty. A force like them, which is not deeply entangled with the nobles, directly goes to It would indeed be more appropriate for the emperor himself to present a gift."
Messianic Rainbow?
Dean squinted his eyes, and a vague idea gradually took shape in his mind.
