Chapter 1034 The Vision at the Ceremony

The carnival at the coronation ceremony lasted from noon to nightfall.

More than a dozen huge pots and pans were set up in the central square, filled with fragrant fresh soup. The boiling water was boiling, and various condiments and oils were piled on the edge of the pot, which was a finger thick. Anyone could throw food into it, cook it and eat it later - a style of feasting that clearly appealed to them at a time when most spices were still a luxury item. Some people even brought earthen jars and wooden barrels, hoping to take the rich oil soup home and taste it slowly.

Of course, the city hall will constantly add new soups and bases - when chopped beef bones and sausages are poured into the pot, bursts of cheers will erupt from the crowd.

This was a scene that was almost unimaginable in the past Demonic Month.

The long winter makes people be cautious when breathing hot breath. Every loss of body temperature means one step closer to death. But now, they can shout as much as they want and vent their passion in the falling snowflakes without any worries.

Because they know that the energy and temperature they consume can be replenished at any time.

Without any deliberate guidance, people spontaneously raised hot food toward the castle to offer blessings and praises for the new king's enthronement.

…

Sylvie withdrew her gaze and moved her gaze back to the castle hall.

The banquet here is equally lively.

Wine, food, music, and laughter are all available.

When Roland and Anna appeared on the stage together in new costumes, they aroused even more admiration.

This is the first time Sylvie has seen such a style of wedding dress - it is completely different from the white gauze at the chief knight's wedding. If the former has some shadow of an evening dress, the latter seems to be completely newly designed by Roland. . The color of the clothes is mainly red and gold, with long cuffs and skirt, and two patterned satin ribbons hanging from the shoulders, making it look complicated and luxurious.

Logically speaking, such a bright outfit can easily overwhelm the appearance of the owner, but it looks just right on Anna - she is the controller of flames, and with her strong comprehension ability, even among the witches She is also a dazzling person, and the bright red color reflects this even more; coupled with the generous design of her clothes, she has a more dignified and calm feeling, which is suitable for her status as a queen.

Everyone toasted to the two of them, and Roland and Anna responded with smiles. It can be said that this was a perfect dinner.

But Sylvie couldn't relax at all.

Because she saw some strange signs at the ceremony.

As the owner of the Magic Eye, she always serves as the first line of defense in the warning circle, providing timely warnings to subsequent guards. At such a critical moment as the enthronement ceremony, she must strive for absolute safety. Whether it is her own thoughts or the relationship with Her Highness Tilly, she hopes that Roland will be safe and sound, so naturally she will not let go of these clues easily.

Taken individually, each sign is inconsequential, but together they form an intriguing puzzle.

This reminded Sylvie of a song that His Majesty Roland occasionally sang.

The lyrics explained by the other party are somewhat meaningful - the blackened cane, the sudden subtle fragrance of flowers, and many seemingly irrelevant fragments, ultimately lead to a deliberately buried truth.

By the way, this song has become the anthem of the detective team after Mysterious Moon heard it.

And that seemed to be the case at the time.

Although it was not clear where the problem came from, in normal times, she would have informed Nightingale and Ashes to be more vigilant.

But Sylvie remained silent at this moment.

Just because she suddenly remembered what Anna said to herself two days ago.

"The only person who can prevent a secret from being revealed can only be the person who knows the secret - and at this point, I need your help."

At that time, she didn't really understand the meaning of the words, so she didn't take it too seriously.

It wasn't until today that she suddenly understood - this sentence is like the last piece of a puzzle. When it is clicked, the whole picture will have meaning.

She glimpsed a secret.

This did not make Sylvie feel happy, but instead felt great pressure.

Because now she not only needs to keep this secret, but also has to prevent others from discovering the secret.

She was probably not the only one to notice those scattered strange signs!

Sylvie scanned the entire hall and focused on three targets——

"Ah sneeze!"

Luojia rubbed his nose with a suspicious expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Andrea on the side joked, "So wolves can also be infected with wind and cold?"

"I don't know if there's something wrong with my nose. I've been having this illusion since the morning." Luojia sniffed around. "The smell in the hall seems a little off..."

"Can't you count?" Ashes interjected, "Can you identify the smell of each person and then match it one by one with the person who emits it?"

"As long as it's not too far away or disturbed by a strong smell," Luojia nodded.

"There are nearly a hundred people in the hall now," Andrea clearly didn't believe it. "No matter how sensitive your nose is, it's impossible to remember so many smells at the same time. What's more, many people use perfume and have physical contact. , just like this -" As she spoke, she touched the back of the extraordinary witch's hand with the hand that had just grabbed the drumstick, "I will also be infected with her strange smell, can you tell the difference in this case?"

"It's really difficult... but it's one thing to distinguish accurately. Whether there is a smell is another thing." Luojia lowered his ears in confusion, "Obviously everyone is standing in the same place and not moving, why are there a few smells? Will it be on and off?"

"Ahem," Sylvie's voice suddenly sounded from behind the three of them, "This must be an illness."

"Sylvie?" Andrea raised her eyebrows, "Why are you here?"

"I was walking around and happened to overhear your conversation," she shrugged, looking at the wolf girl, "The climate in the Western Region is different from that of the southern desert, and it is very susceptible to cold epidemics. What's more, this is your first time here. It’s winter, and it’s normal to feel uncomfortable. If you feel like your nose is not clear, just ask Lily for a glass of purified water and drink it. This happened to me often when I first came here.”

"Really?" Luojia suddenly said, "I understand."

After leaving the three of them, Sylvie relaxed a little.

Due to his abilities, Lorgar Burning Fire has hearing and smell far beyond those of ordinary people. Coupled with his beast-like insight, he is someone who needs to be monitored throughout the process.

Fortunately, they were stopped in time from getting closer to the secret trail.

The second key goal is -

"Gu Gu, Gu, Gu Gu Gu Gu... Gu!" Maisie, who was squatting on top of Lightning's head, was talking excitedly to Joan.

"Acridine, acridine, acridine--acridine!" The latter also replied cheerfully. As you came and went, the two of them seemed to be exchanging a particularly interesting topic.

No, forget it... Sylvie held her forehead, even if they discovered something, she wouldn't be able to detect it.

Fortunately, no one else can get any clues from it either.

Thinking of this, she focused on the third person through her magic eyes.

And that is the person most likely to discover the secret, and also the most difficult person.

sugar.