Chapter 8 Banquet

The annual Genesis Festival is coming as scheduled, which is one of the most important festivals of the year, second only to the New Year on January 1, because in the legend of creation of the gods, the gods who like autumn created the world on this day. However, Arcado has been thinking about how God likes the autumn of this world without it. Of course, Arcado will not raise this evil idea in the classroom of the history of the gods, and he will be hanged.

If the poor gather together for a good day, then the rich and the nobles spend the holiday together, leaving only comparison and showing off.

For example, today.

One carriage after another stopped in front of the Corse Palace in the holy city of Caen. The band played the welcome march again and again as if there was no need to rest. The waiter shuttled gracefully on the lawn and sang the names and identities of the guests.

The gold-inlaid porch, the gorgeous chandeliers, and even the roof are engraved with the legends of the gods. The thick velvet carpet under their feet, the wine passed by the servants around them, and the friendly eyes cast by the housekeepers in dresses make people experience the unique charm of the word nobility.

"Archbishop Miao has arrived!" The waiter shouted loudly, declaring the nobility of the guests.

"Archbishop Rodalam has arrived! Princess Alice, the granddaughter of Archbishop Rodaram, has arrived!" The band played cheerful music again, and the guests flocked to the entrance of the hall to welcome the most noble person in the empire, the archbishop, which was undoubtedly the peak of this empire's power.

Arnold stepped forward, gave a deep salute, and distinguishedly welcomed the guests: "Welcome the two archbishops. I wish the two archbishops good health, Princess Alice, you are getting more and more beautiful."

"Your Highness, you are so polite. The muuse will always be your most loyal servant." The muuse saluted, but it was not standard. After all, the emperor and grandson were not enough to be valued by archbishop-level powerful ministers.

"Oh, Arnold, my child, I won't bother you, Alice, stay with Your Highness, Your Highness, have fun." Rodaram was more casual because his granddaughter had a marriage contract with Arnold. After saying that, he nodded gently and left with the muuse.

"Acado, do you think Rodaram's granddaughter's banquet dress costs less money?" Lin Ruiya whispered to the handsome boys around her.

Count Lin Feng always appeared behind the Pope as a pilgrim, so Linria was not with her father, but found Arcado, the same person in the corner.

Bishop Lan Peiqi, who was seriously ill in the summer, was really unable to attend such a banquet. Arcado's father was not on the stage at all, so he simply did not come. Several uncles were flattered by the bishop or duke, and there was no time to take care of this dispensable nephew, so Arcado's situation and Lin Rhea was almost the same, so the two of them fled to the corner to take refuge and met.

Playing with the silver cup, Arcado said with a smile, "1085 gold coins, Miss Lin Ria."

"How do you know?" Lin Ria's face was full of surprise. Is this Arcado still a prophet?

"The craftsman who made that dress almost boasted when he saw it. Now almost all of Caen City knows the most expensive clothes he has ever made. The clothes are inlaid with 53 gems made of silk from several provinces in the south." Arcado said slowly without any pause. He was stating something that had nothing to do with him.

"Hey." Lin Riya sighed and said, "I thought it was a secret. So you all know it."

Acardo did not talk to him. Lin Ria couldn't help looking at him and found that he was looking at a group of people in the distance. The group of people were led by Arnold, and Princess Alice was accompanying him. The young people beside him surrounded them and did their best to compliment Arnold and Alice laugh. Acard's fiancee Violet Violet Anne was also among them, huddled on Arnold's right hand. Her slightly red face was extremely beautiful. She lowered her head slightly and secretly glanced at Arnold. The purple dress was extremely conspicuous, which made Arcado recognize her at a glance.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Ria asked softly.

"Look at my fiancee." Arcado narrowed his eyes and frowned together. Even if he is a man who is not strong will have an atmosphere when he sees his fiancee squeezing with others. Arcado is really angry and angry.

"The purple skirt?" Lin Riya guessed the target correctly and asked gently.

"How did you see it?" This time it was Akado's turn to be puzzled. Lin Ria had never met Ann. How could she guess so accurately?

"Look at the disgusting look of that group of people. The girl in the purple skirt is a little shy. If it's not this girl, you should go to Dr. Bauke's place to see her eyes." Lin Ria said.

"Do you know?" Akado smiled badly and looked close to Lin Ria. Lin Ria's heart beat faster. She felt from her heart that Akado was not the familiar stupid boy, but another one. The cynical bad smile made Lin Ria's little face turn red to her neck.

Arcado paused and continued, "Men don't like girls who are too smart, because chasing girls depends on lies, and smart girls will see through these lies."

For a moment, she didn't know where the courage came from. Lin Ruiya leaned her head to Akado again. The ambiguous posture made Akado blush a little: "Kid, don't teach me a lesson with an adult expression. I'm your teacher!"

At this time, the music sounded, all the guests in the hall stood up, and Arcado and Linria were forced to get up and look at the door, because this time the band played the sacred anthem of the Holy Empire.

The two senior waiters at the door straightened up, and an old man in court supervisor's clothes shouted in the loudest voice he could take out: "The Lord of the Asian continent, the Pope of the Holy Empire, His Majesty Kaf Lanci Dovilla, 27 is here!"

"In 763, the Orc Empire invaded the north, and the Holy Empire lost all the territory south of the Dragon Flame Desert. The Holy Empire lasted 765 years. The 300-year battle with the Elf Forest was forced to end because of the tragedy of the battle in the upper reaches of the Ladora River and forced to admit the independence of the elves. The Eternal Night Empire has always existed in the north. In this way, he still has the face of the lord of the continent of Tiavia. Humph, it's ridiculous. Arcado is not interested in the history of the gods, but he knows the history of the Holy Empire very well.

"Stop nagging." Lin Ruiya whispered, "Be careful not to be heard by others."

The well-dressed pope nodded to the passers- by one, went all the way to the throne and began his speech.

It is nothing more than good weather, the country is prosperous and the people are safe, blessed by the gods, and everyone will cooperate sincerely in the future to continue the glorious clouds of the empire. The last sentence of the speech is the core of this long speech: "Well, distinguished guests, the dance begins."

The music sounded, and the pope's legal heir, Chris, the pope's eldest son, danced the princess, and then the eldest grandson Arnold and Alice danced the second dance. The beautiful music was accompanied by the beautiful dance. Of course, the guests applauded, and the atmosphere became warm for a while.

This prosperity, this bustle, makes people excited to dance. More and more people joined the dance floor. The men and gentlemen bent down to invite reserved female partners. The girls ran to the boys they were interested in, saying boring jokes and hinting at inviting each other to dance.

Obviously, these reject two people, one is the former traitor - witch Lin Ria; the other is Caen's waste - idiot Arcado. The two shrank back into the corner, protecting themselves like two timid snails.

"Which one is your father?" Arcado looked in the direction of the Pope and asked Linria.

"The person on the right hand side who can't get in." Lin Ria's answer was a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry I don't need it." Arcado said, "My father didn't invite anyone."

"How's your grandfather?" Lin Ria casually asked, and she heard that Bishop Lan Peiqi was ill.

"It's very serious. Our family prays that he can get better before winter. After all, people are fragile and not easy to recover in winter." Acado was a little worried when he thought of this.

"I hope he can get better soon." Lin Ria said sincerely.

Just as the two of them were chatting, an annoying voice sounded: "Oh, look who these are?"