Victor was alone and found a random place to sit down.
Prixis and Aurelion went elsewhere.
A lot has happened this month, and both little girls need to relax.
Naturally, Victor doesn't need them to accompany him all the time.
As for Gwen.
No matter before or now, she did not like to attend such banquets.
So I didn't come with him.
At this time, many rich people looked towards Victor.
But few people dared to come forward and say hello to him.
Mainly because Victor's aura is too strong.
There is always a special "keep away from strangers" feeling.
However, there were several lords who had experienced the auction and the Shoulburn incident with Victor before, and they came over to say hello to Victor.
Victor nodded in response.
After a long time, someone finally came to see Victor again.
The female auctioneer from before was standing near Victor.
This time, she was alone without any bodyguards.
Perhaps thinking of the previous embarrassment, she sat down opposite Victor nervously and spoke cautiously:
"That...Mr. Victor."
Victor looked at her and said indifferently:
"name."
ah!
The sense of oppression brought by Victor was so strong that she even forgot to introduce herself.
This is somewhat rude.
Why did her professional ability suddenly drop so much? It really shouldn't have happened.
So she stood up immediately and responded politely:
"Mr. Victor, my name is Zora Nandner."
"He is the gold auctioneer of the Cassidla Chamber of Commerce."
Auctioneers in the Cassidra Chamber of Commerce are divided into three levels, bronze, silver and the highest level, gold.
And she is the highest-level auctioneer.
Victor tapped his fingers on the table and said calmly:
"What's up?"
"Is such that."
Zola took out a card and handed it to Victor.
"There are eleven hundred million geos in it, and you can withdraw it at any bank around the world."
Victor lowered his head and looked at the card with golden patterns.
According to the regulations of the Chamber of Commerce, if they need to compensate for the goods, they need to compensate ten times.
In other words, a product worth RMB 100 million only requires compensation of RMB 1 billion.
But now, there is an inexplicable extra 100 million in this card.
Victor did not accept the card, but raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zola indifferently.
"Does your chamber of commerce want to cooperate with me?"
Zola smiled and explained:
"Mr. Victor, because you saved me at the auction, the remaining 100 million is a private thank you gift from me."
One hundred million as a gift.
Victor leaned back slightly and said with some interest:
"Is the treatment offered by your chamber of commerce so good?"
A gold auctioneer can give away assets of 100 million to anyone at will?
The smile on Zola's face remained unabated, and she just continued to explain:
"That's right, the president of the Chamber of Commerce is my father."
"Then I won't be polite."
Hearing this, Victor knocked on the table slightly.
The gold cards placed on the table gradually became illusory and then disappeared instantly.
Naturally, gifts from rich women should be accepted without hesitation.
Perhaps Zola was a little surprised when she saw Victor's magical method, and her eyes widened slightly.
But she did not forget her purpose and continued:
"In addition, if you have not found a suitable craftsman to make the two items you purchased last time, we can find a craftsman for you free of charge and bear the production costs."
"This is also part of our thank you gift."
Victor smiled:
"Can the craftsmen you find compare to Ryan Kent?"
Zora blinked.
This name...sounds a bit familiar.
Ryan Kent.
She suddenly realized that it was said that in the city where dwarves lived, Miti, there was a dwarf craftsman with the most exquisite casting skills in the world.
His name is Ryan Kent.
"Uh... I think, of course, it's not as good as Master Ryan Kent."
After saying this, she glanced at Victor secretly.
But he saw a smile of unknown meaning on Victor's face.
Wait a moment……
Master Ryan Kent seems to be a member of the Mages Council?
Unexpectedly, she actually forgot about this.
Thinking of this, Zola couldn't help but blush.
Victor saw her embarrassment and said directly:
"Tell me, your Chamber of Commerce is so actively looking for me, what do you want my help with?"
When Zola heard this, she couldn't help but feel helpless.
She was still too impatient, and her purpose was directly revealed to others.
After thinking about it, I had no choice but to get to the point.
Just as she was about to speak, the music around the palace suddenly changed.
The originally celebratory music became a bit romantic and solemn.
A luxurious band played melodious music, and colorful petals fell from the red carpet.
Every noble either sat down or stopped.
They all stopped communicating and looked at the palace door.
There, the king and queen were walking hand in hand from the gate into the palace.
However, they were silent, as if they were wooden dolls, without any emotion.
It was obviously a wedding that should be celebrated.
But the long-standing dull atmosphere still enveloped the entire garden, and the tense atmosphere made people breathless.
Zola observed their actions and couldn't help but whisper in Victor's ear:
"As you can see, the kingdom's strength has declined and there is no point in continuing to cooperate with them."
Although the people of the kingdom are armed, the current decline can no longer be concealed.
Even commercial streets can be destroyed by demihumans.
King Augustus had lost trust and was no longer able to play his due role in the country.
At this time, the two married people slowly walked to the high platform in front.
The one who witnessed the oath for them was Michaela, the bishop from the Church of the Goddess of Abundance.
She was blindfolded and holding a heavy prayer book in her hands.
Facing the king and queen, he softly recited the ancient oath:
"Do you want to be by each other's side for the rest of your life?"
"For richer or poorer, in health or sickness..."
At this time, Victor saw Archduke Barlow.
At this moment, he was standing at the side of the high platform, witnessing everything with his cloudy eyes.
The entire Kingdom of Kanter has a serious gap in strength.
The only highest-ranking guardian left was Archduke Barlow.
He could only bear everything on his own, as the burden on his shoulders was too heavy.
His figure became more and more stooped, and his back was filled with vicissitudes of life, lacking the flourishing vitality.
Zola turned her head, looked at Victor with expectant eyes, and spoke slowly:
“We want to shift the part of working with the Kingdom to Shoeburn.”
Even so, the Chamber of Commerce has not completely given up on the Kingdom's market.
They just want to shift their business focus to the more secure Shewburn.
Even if profits are reduced, ensuring a safe trading environment is more important to the chamber of commerce.
After all, no one wants to experience the thrill of an auction again.
therefore.
"I also hope that Mr. Victor can consider it."
Although Shurburn is a kingdom territory, it is in the hands of Victor, and his influence on this land far exceeds that of August.
The Cassidella Chamber of Commerce is equivalent to spending money to provide protection money to Victor in order to obtain Shoulburn's asylum.
Victor withdrew his gaze from Archduke Barlow and turned back.
As if he thought of something, he spoke slowly in a voice that only two people could hear:
"Do you feel that this kingdom is no longer safe, so it is no longer worth continuing to cooperate with your Chamber of Commerce?"
Zola did not deny this statement and nodded silently in acquiescence.
After all, only Archduke Barlow, a high-level combatant, is left in the entire Kingdom of Kanter.
No matter how powerful Grand Duke Barlow is, he is only one person.
Victor stood up and said in a quiet but deep voice:
"Then it won't be so troublesome."
After saying that, Zola raised her head in confusion and looked at Victor who suddenly stood up.
"Mr. Victor, you..."
Her voice did not stop Victor's movements.
Because at this moment, he was already walking towards the high platform where the wedding was being held.
The ceremony had already progressed to the stage of exchanging rings, and a crisp sound of footsteps echoed in the venue.
Victor's figure couldn't help but become the focus of attention.
Even Aurelion and Priscilla, who were sitting in other seats, looked at him.
But the two of them seemed to have already understood something and did not feel anything strange.
Only the rich men and noble lords present were filled with doubts when they saw Victor.
Victor?
What is he going to do?
Michaela couldn't help but interrupt her blessing and turned her head to look at Victor who was coming.
But I only heard Victor say casually:
"Just keep doing your job."
She was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but nodded, and then continued her blessing.
At the same time, as Victor gradually walked onto the high platform, a strange nebula appeared on his body.
Surrounded by nebulae, it feels like you are in a dream, looking deep and mysterious.
Countless silver fragments shimmering with cold light appeared above the night sky, sliding down like meteors, leaving long tails of light.
Just like the scene when Victor appeared today.
Countless people looked at Victor in silence.
I saw silver fragments in the sky, like steel armor, floating in the air one by one along the nebula.
With blue silk threads, it was connected to Victor's body.
Finally, a pair of armor with flowing nebulae enveloped Victor.
The cold light flickers, and the nebula washes away.
The windbreaker behind him was swept by the stars, falling leisurely like the Milky Way, making it extremely dreamy.
The Grand Duke standing on the left couldn't help but narrowed his eyes when he saw Victor's appearance, as if he saw something familiar.
As if crossing the stars, Victor's face was covered by a silver mask.
He walked steadily towards the throne at the front step by step and sat down peacefully.
Seeing this, the nobles at the venue were stunned, and their minds went blank for a moment.
At this time, a hollow voice came from under the armor, becoming dull and majestic, with a noble mystery:
"On this day, I will also give you a gift."
The next moment, before the nobles came to their senses.
The huge soul of Saint Galli emerged from the top of the high palace accompanied by numerous nebulae.
The huge steel body of the flowing stars stood up from behind Victor, and its towering body seemed to touch the dome of the palace.
Three pairs of starry giant hands are suspended in the air, holding weapons of different shapes.
In an instant, the nebula rolled like waves, like a broad river sliding across the earth, moistening the knees of the nobles present.
The terrifying aura raged like a violent wave, shocking the entire solemn steel palace.
The nobles' eyes were fixed on the dark body full of power, and the fear and shock in their eyes were clearly visible.
They stared at the legs covered by the sea of stars, sluggish and lost.
In front of the meteor general, they were as big as ants, and even the breath of wind seemed to be able to tear them apart.
Terrible, majestic, sublime.
At this moment, these words flooded into their hearts like a tide.
At the same time, under Victor's thick Nebula helmet.
A voice that did not belong to him sounded from it:
"Samuel."
"Your king is back."
