Chapter 65 65. Grand Banquet
Disguising yourself as a big shot may bring some convenience, but what if the big shot’s enemy is also a big shot?
Annan did not profit from it, nor could he prepare for attacks at all times. He only had countless troubles and hidden dangers. So I can only break the misunderstanding and prove that I am someone else - what could be better than breaking the disguise in front of a group of powerful people?
Andrew Luna felt that Annan's plan seemed crude and reckless, but it was indeed the best way to solve the immediate trouble.
A few hours before the banquet, the mage's carriage returned to the tavern carrying a car of chattering goblins.
Dorai fulfilled the agreement and came with his tribe. The dirty-faced gnome Dora is also among them.
These goblins are not as clever as Dorai, they are timid and dirty.
Annan asked them to take a bath first and asked Andrew Luna to buy ten pieces of children's clothing to replace their tattered leather armor and use them as work clothes.
The goblins quickly became proficient in the operation of the machine, and each Susan spinning machine began to be sent to the warehouse via carriage.
At the same time, it was getting closer to the evening of the banquet.
The address on the invitation letter is the special banquet hall next to the Lord's Palace in Breeze City - the banquet is not small.
Just right for Annan to get rid of his identity.
Annan arrived at Winchet Manor before evening. The Wine Lady swept Annan's mage robe meaningfully. After returning from outside the city, Annan put on a mage robe inscribed with four kinds of magic. The cleansing technique makes it unnecessary to wash, and the mage robe that can be worn on any occasion also saves Annan from having to rack his brains to choose a dress.
The wine lady, who has never worn the same clothes before, is also stunning this time: the lady standing on the stairs is wearing a long black dress with dark gold flowers, with her slender legs sticking out of the skirt, noble and elegant beauty.
“Are you ready?”
"What are you preparing for?"
"After tonight, many merchants in Breeze City will know your name and Susan Spinning Machine."
The old butler helped the wine lady down the steps, Get into the carriage parked outside the door. Then he whispered to Annan.
"Madam can't drink. If a guest approaches the lady, it will be left to Mr. Annan..."
"I will."
Annan stepped into the carriage and sat opposite the wine lady. The intoxicating fragrance of roses filled the carriage.
The wine lady looked at Annan, Annan looked out the window, becoming more and more embarrassed as time went by and the lady smiled.
"I'm a little nervous..." Annan took the initiative to break the deadlock before blushing: "How long will it take for fifty Susan spinning machines to be sold?"
"Don't worry, Sweetheart, it’s just tonight.” Ms. Wine said with a magnetic voice, “What you should worry about is how much cotton is stored and what if there are not enough spinning wheels.”
“Andrew Luna is still purchasing, and now he can do it every day. Make ten Susan spinning machines”
"It's too boring to talk about this at this time, don't you think?"
The wine lady's lips and teeth were slightly parted, and the sweet fruity smell penetrated her nose. Annan looked out the window again at the noisy night scene.
"Fast and the others seem to have a good relationship with you?"
"Well, they have always taken good care of me."
It was his fault that Annan got to know them when he was weak. Lucky. Pinglin Town is like his novice village - if it appears in Breeze City, it may be another ending, if it appears in the rat-infested south, it will be even more tragic...
After a journey of both suffering and enjoyment, the carriage drove into a bustling street with bright lights.
Annan, who has been in Breeze City for more than a week, came here for the first time.
Serious and tall minaret-like buildings stand on both sides of the spacious streets, and you need to look up to get a full view of them.
In terms of "locking yourself in a certain place for a long time", Annan is like a mage.
Luxury carriages with various emblems printed on them lined the streets. Annan's carriage joined them and slowly stopped in front of the spacious stairs as the team progressed.
Annan stepped out of the carriage, turned around and held the catkin that looked like a girl sticking out of the carriage, and stepped onto the steps with the wine lady, dispersing the light of the night.
Countless scented candles and constant magic lights illuminate the hall like daylight, and the soft blankets spread under your feet are like walking on the clouds. Young maids shuttled between the wine tables, and minstrels played cheerful music.
No matter the scale or splendor, it is far from comparable to the dinner party in Pinglin Town. The beautiful wine lady and handsome Annan attracted attention, and a nobleman walked towards them.
"Mrs. Torre, long time no see."
"Yes, Crank."
The two of them, who seemed to be old friends, neither hugged nor kissed hands.
"This is..." The nobleman seemed to have just discovered Annan and asked in surprise.
"You just came back from outside, and you still don't know the latest news in the city? Does his hair make you think of something?"
The noble named Kirk was confused for a moment, and suddenly Undisguised fear and fear emerged, and he left in a hurry without saying a word.
"Ms. Wine..."
"I don't like him, he's a nasty guy." Ms. Wine's cat-like magnetic voice brought a smile: "My sweetheart is angry? Anyway, you should prepare for a while. Clarify the identity."
"But now they are hiding from the plague." Annan looked around at the guests who were starting to move away from them. "They seem to be afraid of me?"
"They are not afraid of you. "
"Olmedo..." Annan read out the most suspicious name, "How can we talk about business now?"
"Wait patiently, sweetheart..."
After enduring the strange gaze and rejection and wandering around the banquet for a while, Annan knew what the wine lady made him wait for:
The banquet invited a guest A big shot: Mr. Flanning, the twin ministers from the Principality of Keating.
That was a middle-aged man with bald forehead and thin body, standing on the stage and saying something. He seemed to be speaking in lingua franca, but Annan couldn't understand it at all.
"Where is the Principality of Keating?" Annan asked.
"A neutral principality located between the south and the north, your fifty spinning wheels are prepared for him."
The twin ministers stepped down, surrounded by many guests. The excitement was theirs, while Annan and the wine lady were deserted.
But he suddenly noticed this side, restrained his formulaic smile, and took the initiative to approach.
"Mrs. Margaery." The twin ministers Flanning said something Annan could understand, and then looked at him, "Then, you must be Levi's Reeves, one of the twelve kings of the North. ”
“I’m not.”
Annan was surprised that the rumor actually reached his ears.
"A lame disguise."
"What do you mean?" Annan asked him.
“Let’s stop this boring topic.” Twin Minister Franning looked towards the north outside the terrace, “Why don’t we look at the snow-capped mountains in the distance?”
“I’m going to solve one thing. ”
Annan no longer hesitated, put down the juice in his hand, and stepped onto the stage.
"I want to clear up some misunderstandings here."
The excitement of the banquet turned into small whispers, and they looked at Annan at the same time.
Facing the different eyes, Annan took a deep breath: "I am not Levis Reeves."
After a brief lull, chaos suddenly broke out——
The guests screamed, stampeded, cried, and ran away, as if Annan had torn open the skin and revealed the terrifying body of the blue dragon.
(End of this chapter)