Hitzfeld reached out and touched the corner of his lips, then opened his palms and pressed his forehead. Finally, he couldn't control the trembling of his lips anymore, so he covered his mouth with his hands and pretended to yawn.
At this moment, a waiter was whispering to Billie about the guests at her request.
"That old man is the chief of the Blood Mage Guild. He is the wisest person here and a master of incense making..."
"And the one opposite him can be said to be the strongest in the wilderness. No blood beast can escape his pursuit..."
Billie was very excited: "Then will my dad have a chance to meet them?"
“…” The waiter’s smile faltered a little.
He really didn't know what to say.
The hourly bell rang suddenly, which just saved him. People turned around to look for the source of the bell, but Xia Yibing noticed that the girl next to him was on edge.
what?
Before she could see clearly... maybe it was just the hazy night, or maybe it was a thin layer of gray smoke... two people in pure black nun robes appeared at the door, one of them was an acquaintance.
"Hashem!"
Billie and the others' faces changed. Several sailors were so excited that they had to be held down by Billie to prevent them from getting up.
Hasim was dressed similarly to that day, and she changed into a dark golden belt, on which were still hung bottles and jars. The nun in the center was obviously a generation older than her, with a soft face and a plump figure that could hardly be covered by the wide robe.
Several people noticed it… When the first two distinguished guests came in, some people dared to whisper and discuss some topics, but when these two came in, the whole place was silent.
Not to mention discussing it, many people almost stopped breathing.
Billie stared at Hasim, thinking of the letter she had sent him, and felt mixed emotions.
It happened that Hasim was passing by with the nun. When he saw Billie, he pulled her and asked her to lower her head and look over.
As he glanced around, he saw many people's faces suddenly flushed, including Billie's.
There was a feeling of blood boiling, and the most embarrassing thing was that they seemed to have desires... and had to suppress them with willpower.
But that look was not for them.
After walking around in circles, his sights were fixed on Hitzfeld who was at the outermost edge.
Looking from the steps, the gray-haired girl had a calm expression, her fair face slightly raised, and she looked back at him with her clear blue eyes, surprisingly not affected by his gaze at all.
Aisuen...
While Xia Yibing was suppressing her blood which was agitated by unknown influence, she observed Hitzfeld and saw her stand up directly.
At a moment when everyone was afraid to look up or breathe loudly, he stood up, took a step forward to block her view, and completely blocked her line of sight.
Chapter 101 Dinner Party
No conflict broke out.
The plump nun just smiled in surprise, nodded her chin briefly, then turned her head and continued walking up.
A conflict was thus resolved... Many nearby guests watched the entire process. They couldn't help but fix their eyes on the girl who sat back down. They looked at each other and asked questions, curious about who she was.
Because this is the Governor's Palace.
Those who are eligible to be invited to the banquet on the incense tax day are not ordinary people, and they have some discerning eyes. If Captain Xiu De can be seen through by them at a glance, then this girl is really elusive.
This is not something you can fake.
The connection between bishops and nuns and the mystery is extremely close. Their words and actions are all representations of the mystery. Even just their gazes are enough to make people "erupt".
This effect applies to both men and women, and few people can withstand it. That's why they were silent and held their breath just now, because they didn't want to show any extraordinary behavior and attract the woman's attention.
But the girl held on for a long time...
Her skin was still as white as ever, even a little sickly pale, without any trace of the churning blood and uncontrolled desire that should be present.
As if Sister Marian's gaze was nothing to her, a noisy wind, or even the passing air, and she wasn't even proud of it?
Hitzfeld didn't know that this move she made subconsciously had already stunned many people, and she still had some anger in her heart.
If that level of interference and pollution was directed at someone else - or even herself - she would at most be a little unhappy.
After all, she ate the mysterious master of the Earth's space-time, and replaced him to some extent. If mystery also has levels and weight, then she is undoubtedly the highest level, second only to the creators of mystery - those outer gods. In addition, she also has an eye that even the outer gods are afraid of. She really doesn't take the other party seriously from the bottom of her heart.
But if this kind of pollution was directed at her relatives and friends, especially Xia Yibing, she would not be able to tolerate it.
For a moment, she was calculating in her mind whether the dead bone ice needles would be enough to kill all the people here - excluding Billie and the others.
She knew that this must be the influence of the mystery. Aisha Continent had no distant time and space to block it, and was very close to the mystery and even the source of the gray fog. Something was trying to interfere with her and change her subtly.
All it takes is an opportunity.
And her acquiescence.
"Aisun." Xia Yibing grabbed her wrist and found that the girl's skin was cold.
Realizing that the cold air from the ice needles was flowing there, she became even more worried: "Your arm is not fully healed yet... Don't be like this, calm down."
Compared to a broken bone, this recovery speed was amazingly fast. But it still hadn't recovered to the point where it could move freely, so this right arm was just a decoration.
Hitzfeld gave her a reassuring look and then continued to look out the door.
"clang--"
"clang--"
"clang--"
Just before the bell rang, a chaotic sound of footsteps approached quickly. Soon, four people, led by a sturdy and tall man, stepped into the hall.
This time almost everyone stood up, not only extending their hands to salute the newcomer, but also saying in unison: "Good night, sir!"
"Good night to you too. Hello to you too!" The man smiled warmly and kept pressing his hands down.
"Everyone, sit down! Today is a happy day! Don't do this, it will make me feel that I have treated you unfairly!"
This must be the master.
Agor-Piesenrog, the military and political governor of this area.
This man was extremely tall, estimated to be at least two meters and two centimeters tall, with black hair combed back and a wide chin, but his cheekbones were sunken, making his lips appear thick and long.
Madeline's eyesight has been much better than usual since she awakened her silver pupils, and she could see clearly that this person actually had vertical pupils.
Cold-blooded?
Shen Shen exchanged glances with Xia Yibing, and Madeline shook her head gently at her.
My guess was all wrong... It turns out that blood orcs are not those furry creatures, they also include those reptiles...
Imagining how this person came into being, Madeline found the thought disgusting.
Agor is a passionate person, at least that's what he appears to be.
He gave a brief speech, thanking everyone for coming. Then he clapped his hands to signal the servants to serve the dishes, and continued to introduce the distinguished guests on the steps in his deep and loud voice.
"This! Our learned spellcaster, master of the art who is close to omniscience, Luca!"
"Oh!!!"
"Oooo!!!!"
"The arrogant leader, the prey he has set his sights on is doomed to fail. The most ferocious predator in the entire Blood Sea Wasteland, Xi-ao-!"
"Oh oh oh!!"
"Of course, there is also the artist who commands the Fleet of Flesh and Blood... the Army of the Sea of Blood, Li-An-Qi-!"
Amid the cheers, one of the three people who were originally with him stepped out and waved to the people below in a slightly awkward manner.
He was a thin man, very thin, with a pointy chin and an elongated face, which made his head look like a deformed banana.
Hitzfeld suddenly had a bad feeling.
She never dreamed that the legendary big shot... Governor Agor would play such a trick.
What kind of introduction is this?
Are you the host of an underground boxing match?
Look at the people he introduced... Even someone as arrogant as Theo had to stand up with a green face. She did have a premonition that this fire of vulgarity might soon burn her head.
Sure enough, after further mentioning the name of the plump nun, "Marian", Captain Shude's turn was finally next.
"This is my old friend Farel. I think you have known each other for a long time."
Agor stood in the main seat and stretched out his hand to direct everyone's attention to the handsome old man standing behind him.
The old man bowed slightly to the person below.
"Before the banquet started, I had instructed him to leave a letter, a letter that could be considered a lottery." Agor continued, "I told him that if he was satisfied with a gift, he must deliver the letter to the other party. He will be the guest of honor tonight. Yes... the one sitting on my right."
"Come on, Captain? Please stand up... Allow me to read out your name in front of everyone... Shude Jinlisi——!"
"Oooo!!!"
There was another round of cheers from below, but the expressions on the faces of the captain, Billie and others were not very good.
They can naturally tell which cheers are from the heart and which are just for show.
Hitzfeld ignored all this, she kept staring at the scenery above, and saw the banana-faced Liangqi staring at the captain, with the corners of his mouth curled up, as if mocking his overestimation of his abilities. The others looked indifferent, and obviously felt that a corpse retriever was not qualified to know them.
It was Hasim who possessed Sister Marianne and said a few words to her, causing her to look up at the captain.
The captain's face turned red visibly.
Hitzfeld suddenly remembered Hasim...the other party was wearing a black cloth eye patch on the day the conflict broke out.
Is the eye patch to prevent vision leakage?
A glance... a glance is enough to provoke contamination. This means that the Savior Sister is also a practitioner of the Mysterious Main System, and her connection with the Mystery is deeper than that of the Blood Slaughterer...
"Oh, that's it!"
I hadn't seen Agor for a while. He took a small glass bottle from somewhere, which was exactly the one that Hitzfeld had given him.
"A unique fragrance." Agor held it up high, as if it were a rare treasure. "It's amazing! Gentlemen! It's amazing! Of course, I know you must think I'm making a fuss... It's just a bottle of perfume, no matter how precious it is? But I want to say that I value the perfume-making concept behind this thing more."
"so--"
The gaze swept down and locked onto the girl who was looking up.
"Ms. Esoon-Hitzfeld."
"Can you please explain that?"
"How did you come up with...this idea?"
Brush it.
All eyes in the audience, including those on the steps, were looking at Hitzfeld.
It's definitely a huge pressure.
Billie is a lively person. Just by being stared at, her face turned red and beads of sweat appeared on her temples.
“It’s not creative.”
Hitzfeld did not stand up, but sat next to the coroner and looked directly at his master.
"Smell is invisible and colorless... like a mist, it can change its form at any time. I don't think I created anything, I just made my discovery known to the public in a different way."
After she finished speaking, she immediately felt a sharp, but non-malicious gaze directed at her.
It’s the blood mage Luca.
This person had been frowning and twitching his nose when Agor came up to him. When Agor introduced the perfume, he stared at the bottle thoughtfully, as if he couldn't understand something.
It was not until she said this that he showed a look of sudden realization, with a hint of joy in his eyes and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly.
"very perfect!"
Agor led the clapping.
"Perfect! Magnificent! You are worthy of my respect both in terms of generosity and knowledge! Please come up! Let us welcome our new distinguished guest——"
this--
Madeline was a little caught off guard. She immediately looked at Hitzfeld and found that the girl still looked calm, as if she had expected to be invited up.
She even brought Xia Yibing along as a follower standing behind her.
