Chapter 587
"Does it really have to be dressed like this? It's just a banquet..."
"No way, although on the surface is a banquet, it's just another This kind of fighting is nothing more; if you are too casual, you will be underestimated by the opponent."
"There is no need to dress up specially, normal wizard robes are fine, and this dress is uncomfortable to wear. Ah-I haven't worn such tight pants..."
"Uh...that are actually socks."
"The socks... are so long, I thought they were pants. !"
In the room, a small wizard frowned holding a multi-colored stockings, his mouth grew in shock and looked towards the black hair wizard with twitching corners of his mouth.
Indeed, the "two-legged" stockings in front of me can be called "trousers".
Among the duchy of Sacramento, Byrne’s costumes can be regarded as the most cumbersome-clothing, etiquette, cultivation, and family background. These four points distinguish between civilians and The standard of nobility.
Loren, who had an experience in Eboden once, put on the same red and black long-sleeved windbreaker as the last time, and the gray-eyed boy as the guard got a sea-blue by Byrne attendant. The color outfit, shirt and trousers with a ribbon look very capable.
As for the inexperienced little wizard, he has become the object of a certain steward who has nowhere to vent his energy-in the case of inaccurate measurement (Ayin’s identity is still a secret until now) Next, still relying on eyesight to prepare an extremely gorgeous noble dress.
Based on the lead black symbolizing the alchemist’s legend of "lead to gold", the upper body dress is paired with half-length close-fitting trousers, the chest is decorated with braid and turquoise buttons, and the shirt cuffs Both sides of the chest and chest are decorated with silver patterns of daffodils. Golden's long hair is tied into a single ponytail with a hair band woven from chiffon yarn; the backing is velvet silk.
Combined with high riding boots and a small top hat decorated with silk ribbons, the hands with white gloves are holding the exquisite and small magic wand... It's amazing!
To tell the truth, Ayin, who was born in the deepest forest in the northernmost part of Lotaire, is not very beautiful, nor does he have much proud capital-but this body was originally prepared for that kind of thin nobleman Her dress perfectly showed her slender but well-proportioned slender figure.
When the little wizard in this suit was awkward and stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, Loren's brain was instantly empty and his eyes straightened.
"Hey!"
When the black hair wizard lost his senses, the awkward Ai Yin awakened him, his face faintly hot: "You, what are you looking at... "
"Uh...Holy Cross, right?" Loren said without thinking, who was absent-minded.
"en?"
The little wizard's expression was very confused. It took one minute to react, and his complexion turned red: "You, you bastard, you're talking nonsense What?!"
"Speak frankly only!"
"It's obviously nonsense—you're fooling me again, right?! Just laugh if you want, anyway Time is too late to change clothes."
"Really, I didn't lie to you!"
"A ghost will believe you, a big liar!"
one minute, the door rang.It seems to have heard the quarrel in the room. The gray pupil first tentatively stretched his head in, and only showed a solemn expression after confirming that everything is normal for the two of them:
"Loren Your Excellency, Your Excellency Ain, it's time."
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When the night falls, the Scarlet Blood Castle The banquet officially began.
Stepping on the brand new bluestone slab under his feet, Loren walked into the banquet hall, the lively atmosphere assaults the senses.
Different from the hustle and bustle of banquets in other areas, the Byrne nobles regard noisy and loud noises as rude and vulgar behaviors, especially in public places-even conversations are whispered whispers between two or three people ; Except for the toast when toasting and the applause at the end of the show, there will never be a person who screams.
The servants of to-and-fro, the aristocrats who push their hearts in front of the wine table, the nobles who talk and laugh quietly, the musicians who play in the corners of the hall... The quiet atmosphere creates a unique sense of beauty. The arrangement between the rooms is very unique, allowing nearly a hundred guests present to have a banquet while enjoying a little relaxation and leisure.
Between coquettishes, the black hair wizard squinted his eyes and looked at the female count sitting in the farthest part of the banquet hall and Governor Gaspar--both of them had extremely cold expressions. Holding a wine glass in his hand, he didn't say a word, even pretending to be friendly.
If Charles hadn’t arranged it properly and hired musicians and dancers to perform live, I’m afraid this quiet and harmonious banquet would really be "deadly silent", right?
Thinking about this, Loren, whose gaze was shifted, and Steward of the Scarlet Blood Castle, who was standing behind the female count, took a look, and cast their gentle but sharp gazes, making the black hair wizard unable to help but arouse Turning to the corner of his mouth, I remembered the other person's expression when they came to me before.
However, it doesn't matter... the next plan doesn't matter even if you don't take the initiative to intervene.
Just as Loren shrugged and was about to turn around and leave, his steps suddenly stopped-in front of him stood a middle age person in a Chinese robe, and the most important thing was that the person in front of him looked good He is familiar.
"You...should be the wizard advisor of'His Royal Highness', Lord Loren Torino, right?" The other party smiled, with a gentle voice, with a hint of respect: "Below is a member of the Scarlet Blood Castle. A businessman, you can just call me Old Luojie."
"I don’t know if Old Luojie has this honor, can I chat with you alone?"
Hesitated for a second Zhong, the black hair wizard looked towards the frowning little wizard and the vigilant Lucien, and made a "rest assured" gesture at them. The two were nodded and walked to a wine table not far from him.
"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"
"Ah, there is nothing at worst." The middle age person squinted, and some sorry smiled and shook his head: "It's mainly To express my gratitude to you, in addition... there is a hint of apology."
"The Scarlet Blood Castle is full of rumors, and some of them say that the damn beast... was actually killed by you." middle age person said with a faint smile: "As a member of Scarlet Blood Castle, shouldn't I thank you for your help?"
Loren's face showed a formulaic smile: "You also said , That’s a rumor—the monster was resolved by the Torino family and the Governor. I’m just assisting."
"Even so, you can deserve this thanks." middle age person sighed: "You can also see that during this period when it was a businessman-during the period when evil beasts were raging, the Red Blood Castle and the outside world were almost cut off, and there were stockpiles everywhere, wanting to take the opportunity to make a fortune. The guy!"
"Isn't this the essence of a businessman?" Loren raised his lips: "You are also a businessman, so you should definitely take the opportunity to make a fortune?"
"Yes, it is never a fault to make money; but the essence of this behavior is wrong, and it is very difficult to deal with wrong!"
middle age person frowned, it was quite a moment ago The gentle expression suddenly became a lot more solemn:
"Hoarding in the harvest years, and selling in the poor harvest years-this simple truth even the rural farmers understand, for the merchants to come It’s the same, but it’s not the same!"
"After all...when you hoard food that you can't eat for a lifetime and silk that you can't use for two lifetimes, what does that thing mean to you? What? Your customer only has the money to buy a bag of wheat. When he buys it, he doesn’t need you anymore, because you have already squeezed them dry, so poor that they can’t afford anything!"
"Only small profits can make more sales, maintain the smooth flow of trade and trade, make the market stable and prosperous, and a region can truly prosper, and the talents of us businessmen can make a fortune." The gentle middle age person smiled and looked. towards Loren:
"So, for you who made the trade route clear again...isn’t it worthy of my little businessman’s gratitude?"
"As for the trace of apology... …" The middle age person suddenly sighed, with an unspeakable look: "It’s really hard to speak... But anyway, please take it. Thanks to my father’s sincere apology, please forgive my reckless son! "
Loren narrowed his eyes slightly: "...Who are you?" "
"Didn't I just say that, you just call me Old Luo Jie. "
The middle age person who lifts the head smiles mildly:
"Roger Yoder... I am the father of you, Jr. Yodd! "