In the vast golden palace, lush hanging candles lit up the entire banquet hall.
Different-colored gems are inlaid on the huge golden pillars, revealing their luster through the candlelight.
Huge curtains fell from both sides, and the straight and light red curtains extended from the roof until they reached the golden ground.
Forest-green potted plants hang in mid-air, with lush branches and leaves spilling out of the crystal, hanging on both sides of the banquet hall's high platform.
The broad dome filled the conference hall with the night sky, and the cool evening breeze swayed along with the candlelight.
The soothing and flowing music is like quiet angels whispering on both sides.
On the central table of the banquet hall, there was an extremely huge nine-layer cake.
The height is even as high as the red curtain hanging down.
The bright candlelight illuminated every noble's face with a smile.
The nobles, leaning on their luxurious crutches, toasted each other respectfully and then exchanged glasses.
All the nobles present knew that the princess's real birthday would only be seven days later.
But His Majesty held such a prosperous and grand banquet tonight.
Especially when the undercurrent is surging recently,
The Council of Mages has never had any contact with any country.
But because Victor's performance last time was so shocking, the whole world once again paid attention to this extraordinary organization.
Under the attention of the world, a member of the Mages Council - Heim Horn.
He even took the initiative to announce to all countries in the world:
They are the orthodox goddess of justice.
Most countries did not act rashly.
Even if it means standing up and actively supporting the Mage Council.
After all, there are too many followers of the Goddess of Justice.
Even everyone in the City of Mages joined and became followers of the Goddess of Justice.
There is no way to add a single wave to the ocean of believers.
The more people stop and watch, the more cautious subsequent countries will naturally be.
After all, in this world, there has been no real god for a long, long time.
The gods are only recorded in past history, and some gods are even difficult to find.
But the believers of the gods still remain in the world.
To gain followers from all over the world for the supreme gods they believe in.
The Church of the Goddess of Justice is one of them.
Except within the empire.
The Church of Lady Justice is located in almost every country, every corner, and every piece of land in the world.
Like rats lurking in the dark places of the world, they can be found almost everywhere.
Even in other places, their sects developed popes to lead the world to follow the goddess of justice.
This goddess of justice is, after all, the last god left in the world.
And now, with the Goddess Church.
The Council of Mages can also take the initiative to stand up and tell the entire world that its claim to orthodox status is undisputed.
This makes people wonder whether it is the dove occupying the magpie's nest or the parliament's self-righteousness.
In short, at this grand banquet, almost all the nobles were discussing this matter.
Liya and Heni stood side by side, like two bright stars shining in the crowd.
Henny wore square-rimmed glasses that looked somewhat calm and wore an exquisite black dress.
The slender black dress was embellished with several hidden flowers, making Hernie look a bit mysterious.
She wore a pair of lace gloves and a black silk curtain shawl hanging from her shoulders. Surrounded by all this, she looked even more charming.
Liya stood beside her, holding the wine glass elegantly in her hand.
She was wearing a slender white dress, the hem of which slowly dragged to the ground, exuding a cold sheen.
A pair of earrings inlaid with pure rubies are eye-catching.
The thick velvet texture on the shoulders of the dress gives Liya a unique mature charm.
The two have completely different temperaments, but their beauty has its own characteristics.
It was particularly eye-catching throughout the banquet.
The eyes of many nobles fell on the two of them, and they all showed expressions of wonder.
Liya smiled and greeted the nobles around her, swimming easily among the crowd like a peaceful fish.
Some nobles' eyes fell on Heni beside Liya, and they couldn't help but look dumb.
Even the brain seemed a little sluggish, and everyone asked curiously:
"Who is the lady next to Miss Liya?"
"It's a little too beautiful."
"hiss......."
The nobles' cheeks turned slightly red when they saw Hernie.
When Henie's eyes glanced at them, they even lowered their heads in panic, not daring to look at her.
But there were still people with flushed cheeks who took a deep breath, raised their heads and drank the wine in the glass in their hands.
After adjusting her luxurious clothes and puffing up her chest, she wanted to walk up and strike up a conversation with Henie.
But when he took two steps and wanted to say hello to Henie, he was suddenly stopped.
A middle-aged man ran out, grabbed the man's clothes, and shouted in a low voice:
"Are you crazy, kid?"
"Dad, don't stop me. I have to ask for a wife today no matter what I say..."
"That's a retainer of the Cravenna family. Didn't you see him walking side by side with Miss Leia?"
Having said this, the man's flushed face lost some of his excitement and he breathed heavily.
But his eyes still stayed on Hernie's charming appearance.
"Also, at this age, I am already an associate professor at the Magic Academy, a third-level mage! Are you worthy of me?"
The man was stunned for a moment. He suspected that he had heard wrongly.
"Wha...what? A third-level mage?"
"Don't worry about whether she is a third-level mage or not. Listen carefully to me. She is from the Cravenner family. Don't mess with me."
The old man glared at him, and the man trembled suddenly.
Cold sweat instantly ran up his back, and he exhaled the turbid air in his chest.
The reluctant look was finally pulled away from Heni's body as the man left.
During this time, Victor's reputation rose to prominence, causing the Cravenna family's attention to grow rapidly.
Many people even paid attention to Victor, the former assistant coach.
They didn't even need to investigate too much to find out.
This beautiful Miss Hernie has just graduated from the Magic Academy for a year.
At only twenty years old, she has already become a third-level mage.
Her beauty and wisdom are as irresistible as those fascinating demons in fairy tales.
Many nobles still focused their attention on Heni, discussing her background and origins.
"It is said that he studied at the Royal Academy of Magic before and worked as a teaching assistant at the academy for a year after graduation."
"Went to school before? Why have I never seen her?"
"And he's also a retainer of the Cravenna family. To put it bluntly, isn't that Victor's..."
Many people felt the more obsessed Heni became, the more itchy their hearts became.
Where did Victor get so many big babies?
Liya took Heni through the infatuated nobles, intending to find a relatively quiet place to sit.
After sitting down, Liya glanced at Heni secretly.
To be more precise, he lowered his head and took a peek at Hernie's upper body.
Um……
A big baby indeed.
When Henny was choosing a dress, she compared many dresses and finally chose a style that exposed less skin.
But this somewhat tight dress on Henie's body...well...it seems to be trying its best to show off her proud and graceful figure.
There is a sense of beauty that is ready to come out.
Indeed, this will undoubtedly attract the attention of those nobles even more.
Not to mention the nobles, even Liya felt a little jealous.
No wonder Victor had always let Hernie wear a coat like that. It turned out that this guy had been enjoying this beautiful scenery to himself.
'So Victor likes this? '
Liya couldn't help but think this, and then she mustered up the courage to glance down at her own.
No, it can't be compared...
So, the two of them sat together quietly.
Liya was still comparing other places without giving up.
The entire banquet hall seemed a little quiet to the two people's ears.
But soon, a beautiful figure broke the lonely silence.
Erica entered the banquet hall, wearing a black evening gown with a thick white collar with folds, which blended seamlessly with Erica's long golden hair.
She held Duke Levi's arm and walked into the banquet hall, glowing every step of the way.
She held her head high, and her eyes revealed a confident and noble temperament.
Calmness and elegance bloomed at the same time, making countless nobles exclaim.
Following the exclamation, eyes focused on Erica again. Naturally, the nobles' respectful greetings to Duke Levi were indispensable.
"Good evening, Duke."
"Good evening, Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty the Duke."
Duke Levi had a springy look on his face, but he still responded to each nobleman calmly and dignifiedly.
In recent days, the Du Croy family has been at its peak. The family's reputation has gradually increased, and Duke Levi has ushered in the glory of his family.
Now, looking at the entire history of the world, the youngest third-level mage is Erica Du Croy.
Everyone has only one evaluation of Erica -
The future is bright.
This is a lesson learned from the past.
Victor, who was 20 years old, broke the record of the youngest third-level mage.
And now, he has also become the youngest fourth-level mage.
Strong and famous.
In the eyes of people who don't know the truth, seventeen-year-old Erica is naturally not much worse than Victor.
However, there have been too many magic geniuses appearing in the empire recently.
A Victor suddenly appeared before.
Today, a Heni appeared out of thin air.
Now, there's Erica du Croy.
How come geniuses sprout like mushrooms after a rain?
But when they thought about it carefully, they suddenly realized the most shocking fact.
Neither Hernie nor Erica.
They are all related to Victor.
Hernie was Victor's teaching assistant, and Erica has always been Victor's student.
this……
Is it too late to ask Victor whether he will accept students?
While Erica was enjoying the admiration of everyone.
A man with a cane and a thumping sound gradually walked towards her father.
Master Baker smiled and nodded slightly to Duke Levi.
"Duke, we meet again."
Master Baker smiled and nodded slightly to Duke Levi.
Seeing this, Levi patted Erica's arm.
Erica was very sensible and took a step back gently, standing on the Duke's side.
She bowed gracefully to Duke Baker who came and said hello:
"Mr. Baker."
"I won't interrupt your chat with father."
After the words fell, Erica stopped staying and turned around politely to leave.
Baker looked at Erica leaving and praised the Duke without hesitation:
"Duke, your daughter really has a bright future."
To be honest, Baker never thought about it.
When I met Erica a few months ago, she was still a reckless little girl.
Although he is a second-level mage, he can only be called a genius.
And now.
Whether it's her maturity or strength.
All have reached a suitable stage.
Although he is already the youngest genius in the empire, he is still neither arrogant nor impetuous.
"I have lived for most of my life and I am still stuck at the third level."
"I didn't expect that your daughter is only seventeen years old and already looks exactly like my old man."
At this point, Baker burst out laughing and coughed twice.
There seemed to be a bit of envy in his eyes.
"No, he is a young man after all."
Levi waved his hand, sighing a little.
The two chatted briefly and exchanged greetings for a while.
As if he suddenly remembered something, Baker approached Duke Levi and asked softly:
"Duke, what is going on at today's banquet?"
