Chapter 697, The Host and Guests Have Fun (Part 1)

Hunter Marshal Markus Wolfhardt is the only Sanctuary powerhouse that Emperor Karl Franz can mobilize relatively easily, because he is directly under him.

Wolfhart was wearing a blue aristocratic costume. His unique lantern sleeves and tight trousers showed his identity as a Middenlander, and his strong northern imperial accent and many ancient Thuringian words His conversation made him incompatible at this state banquet, and the hunter marshal who was born as a farmer seemed to have no intention of blending into the circle of big aristocrats. He just buried himself in eating and drinking, drinking the fine sparkling wine and champagne produced in Courona like drinking water Down the bottle.

But even so, Wolfhart still received enough respect. This strong man with the initial strength of the sanctuary pierced an emperor dragon with three arrows and died. His strength is enough, and the so-called noble etiquette is not that important. , this dark world needs heroes after all.

"Hello, Lord Ryan." Wolfhart nodded towards Ryan, his bushy beard covered with champagne and food residue.

"Wofhart is one of the people I trust the most. I don't think I need to say more about his glorious deeds, you know." Karl Franz was very excited, and he said loudly: "After receiving Arari I almost thought of sending him on an expedition after the letter from K.

"Alaric?" Ryan was a little strange.

"Lustria Expeditionary Army of the Empire!" Carl Franz raised his glass: "Alaric brought good news. Our expeditionary army has successfully established a stronghold in Lustria. Waiting for our support! His letter said that although the harvest was good, the exploration was not going well. They lacked enough muskets and siege weapons. The Rick Lord Council is discussing whether to send a stronger and more elite army to support What about the expeditionary force?"

"Oh? Then congratulations, Carl, Lustria is not an easy place to conquer." Ryan smiled.

"But Alaric's harvest is really amazing. If you have the chance, you should really see it. It's all gold the size of a fist, piles of silver, all kinds of jewelry and ores, and things like obsidian!" Emperor Yue The more excited he said: "Alaric believes that these wealth fall into the hands of the lizard people is nothing but waste, only our empire can bring real civilization and order, don't worry, Ryan, your brother seems to be called Fu Gen? We won't hurt him, and I have prepared an earl for him, as long as he wants, he can come to my court to be an earl at any time, you won't blame me for crossing the line, will you?"

"Hehehe~ Karl, drink, drink." Ryan just smiled and didn't speak: "So you plan to send your hunter marshal to the expedition?"

"Of course not." The emperor thought that Ryan's reaction was a bit strange, but Karl Franz was in high spirits tonight and drank a lot of wine, so he didn't think too much about it: "Wolfhart is indispensable for things in the old world. "

"Well, that's a pity.

Ryan spread his hands with regret, "Lustria lost a champion warrior." "

"Hahahaha~" Karl Franz didn't force Wolfhart to hang out with them, the emperor and Ryan found a corner of the palace garden, and he laughed at himself: "Ryan, you know why Vicma Didn't come?"

"Busy business?" Ryan and Carl sat on the stone bench together. Ryan thought it was a pity that Archbishop Vicmar didn't come, otherwise Morgiana could meet with Vicmar once, and maybe there would be other gains .

"I went to the Cathedral of Justice to find him." The emperor shook his head: "I told His Majesty Vikma that he should follow me to visit Korona, and Vikma gave me a little time to convince him."

"You failed?" Ryan was very interested.

"I told the archbishop that this was an invitation from the Green Knight and instructed by the lady in the lake, and I thought you and I must be united." The emperor's expression was very bitter: "As a result, Vicma was furious, and he said that I was The emperor of the empire chose to believe in the words of foreign gods, and refused to bask in the glory of Charlemagne, who is absolutely just and correct?! He told me to get out, get out of the Cathedral of the God of Justice with heresy, or he would send someone Get me out."

"Hahahahaha!" Ryan laughed loudly. He could imagine the embarrassment of the emperor at that time. Vekmar was nicknamed the Perseverant. Once he made a decision, he would not waver. Half delivered and half kicked out.

"Will you encounter such a situation with His Royal Highness the Lake God and Witch?" The emperor is obviously very interested in how to balance the royal power and religious power. Whether it is the Empire or Britannia, the religious power often overrides the royal power. There is a true god in this world, how to get along with the religious authority is a profound knowledge.

Karl Franz has always been curious and envious of how Ryan and His Royal Highness Morgiana have always maintained a close and cooperative relationship. At the previous state banquet, Morgiana sat on Ryan's left. There is a lot of interaction between them. The lake god witch, who has always been cold in front of people, is as gentle as a clear spring in a mountain stream when facing Ryan, and often whispers in her ear. The way she looks at Ryan is also very different.

"No, relatively few." Ryan shook his head: "What's the matter with Her Highness Morgiana, we all discuss it together, and she respects my decision."

"How did you do it? Can you share it?" Karl Franz asked: "I spend a lot of energy every day."

"Uh..." Ryan thought that my method doesn't seem to be suitable for you. Duke Musillon pondered for a moment, making the emperor feel that he was thinking, and then said slowly: "Let's have an open and honest talk, two people Personally, alone, find a place where no one will bother you, and have a good talk."

"Can you be more specific?" The emperor asked. In fact, he still had a lot of opportunities to talk with Archbishop Vikmar alone. Ryan said too general and general.

"Well, Carl, you find a chance to go to the gymnasium or fighting arena in the palace or cathedral with Vekma, and do hand-to-hand combat and wrestling, and have a serious match or two." Ryan is very Seriously and seriously: "Win or lose, then you arrange a private barbecue banquet, drink and eat meat together, create a relaxed atmosphere, seize the opportunity, and have an open and honest talk, it should be effective."

"Is that so?" Emperor Karl-Franz found it strange, but he thought it wouldn't hurt to try: "Okay, let me go back and arrange it once. Cheers, Ryan, for our respective countries!"

"cheers!"

Except for Karl Franz and Ryan Machado who had a happy chat, the entire Courona Palace is indeed very hot. In history, there are very few banquets of this level, where the empire and the nobles of Brittania Although both the imperial people and the Bretons dislike each other, in a practical sense, the people of the two countries are indeed of the same origin, and the origin of the Bretons It was the Bretons who crossed the Gray Mountains at that time. The cultural difference between the two sides is that the Bretons were more influenced by elves. Except for the belief in the fairies in the lake and the belief in Charlemagne, the folk beliefs of the two sides are basically the same. , statutory holidays are also very close.

Even so, the cultural gap still makes the people of the two countries hostile to each other from time to time, and territorial disputes and conflicts of interest have continued intermittently throughout the thousand-year history.

It can only be said that human beings will never understand each other, and seeking common ground while reserving differences is already the limit.

François, Boderick, and Marius chatted. The territory of the three of them already included all the best wine estates in the entire old world. Obviously, the two dukes and the electors are very good at wine brewing and management. Have experience and attainments.

Elector Boris Todbringer of the White Wolf and Duke Berhemond of Bastogne had a good chat. Their personalities are very close. There are tens of thousands of beasts in Middenland and Drakewald Forest The war between the human tribes never stops, and the Principality of Bastogne also faces the frenzy of the Beastmen from the Arden Forest every year. Both sides are very experienced in how to fight the Beastmen.

In the palace, Ryan's wife Suria, Empress Helena and Duchess Emmanuel shared the parenting experience together. Luitpold II took little Frederick and little Devon Hill is having a blast all over the place.

"Sister Suria, long time no see." Emilia warmly held Suria's arm: "You're going to be a queen soon, wow, I'm so envious of you!"

"Thank you." It would be a lie to say that she doesn't want to be a queen, but Suria always felt that there was something in Emilia's words, and she pulled out her arm a little out of habit: "I haven't congratulated you yet, Emily Ya! You didn't bring her this time?"

"I brought it, but Rem is still too young." Emilia shook her head again and again, the lady of the Empire's beautiful face was rosy, and she proudly showed off to Suria: "Tomorrow, I will Would you like to bring Rem to the palace to find her brother Devonhill? Sister Suria?"

"Uh...Of course, welcome, Emilia." Suria felt a little uncomfortable being squeezed by Emilia.

Just this summer, Emilia once again gave birth to a beautiful girl for Ryan and for herself. Just as she told Ryan, she named the little girl Rem and named her Princess Nuer. The princess came with Emilia this time, but did not attend the banquet.

Seeing Surya's expression of unwillingness, Emilia was secretly proud. She took Suria's arm again: "Sister Suria, Sister Helena, I brought a lot of gifts from Nuer this time , it’s all for you, go and have a look with me!”

Emilia did bring a lot of gifts this time. Suria could feel Emilia's sincerity and sincerity, and she did not refuse.

"Okay!" Helena immediately agreed after hearing this, and the three most powerful women in the old world walked towards another room in the palace.

On the other side, Teclis, the supreme mage of the high elves, was talking to Veronica and Teresa. There was no emotion in Teclis's voice, and he had no expression. He observed Veronica carefully. With the ability to cast spells and manipulate magic wind, he nodded slightly: "Yes, Ms. Bernadotte, compared to the last time we met, your magic has improved a lot."

"Thank you, Your Excellency Teclis." Veronica finally found a chance to show off her promotion to Sanctuary and her new abilities, she bowed very respectfully and seriously: "Thanks for your guidance, very much grateful."

"My guide just gave you a key and taught you how to open the door of the room. After entering the room, everything is up to you." Teclis leaned on Lilith's staff of the moon, his pair of dead fish His eyes turned to the glamorous sorceress in a dress and long dress, her face was somewhat unwilling and disappointed: "As for Ms. Trovik, don't be disappointed, the promotion method of a warlock is different from that of a wizard. The methods of the sanctuary are relatively unique and not easy to copy. What you need to do now is to accumulate enough magic knowledge and magic power equivalent. As for how to condense the blood, I will take a moment to help you look up the books in the White Tower of Hess. Or ask your mother how she did it."

Ice-type magic does not belong to the eight winds of magic. Although Teclis is the supreme archmage, his knowledge of ice-type magic is relatively limited, because the elves don't like this kind of magic at all.

"My mother had an adventure at that time. She found an ancient sacred relic in a wasteland in Kislev, and obtained a huge amount of pure ice energy from the stone pillar of the ancient sacred relic." Teresa Shaking his head in disappointment: "This kind of ancient holy relic has basically been excavated since the founding of Kislev nearly a thousand years ago. It is really rare."

"Perhaps, you can find a substitute." Teclis carefully observed Teresa's magic power: "I need a little time to look up the information and talk to Bellanaer, and ask him if he has any information about this. "

"Thank you very much." Teresa also bowed to express her gratitude, and Teclis nodded. He turned and left, heading towards the garden.

"Hmph~ My little princess, you have today too, hurry up and show me your respect and loyalty to me as the Elder of Jialan!" Veronica's attitude immediately changed when she saw Teclis leave. It became completely different from before, she put her hands on her hips, and provocatively challenged Teresa.

Witch Jialan is wearing a cuckoo fascination light purple rippling velvet evening dress today. The neckline of the dress is pushed up high, showing her pride. The slits of the dress are very high. The beautiful legs in flesh-colored suspenders and stockings are stepping on a pair of open-toed fish mouth high heels, the nails of the pink silk feet are painted with red nail polish, and the hosiery rings of the suspenders are patterned with butterfly ribbons. Complacent, the sweet almond eyes are full of counterattack happiness.

"Humph! Veronica, wait!" Teresa's evening dress is shorter than Veronica's, and everything else is roughly the same. The difference from Veronica is that she is wearing gray jumpsuits Socks, and the neckline is not cut into a low cut like Veronica's. The sorceress was so angry that she wanted to stomp her feet, but she really had no way to fight back.

"Hey, more than ten years ago, I wanted to step on you all day long." Veronica's provocation was dismissed as soon as she let go, and Witch Jialan said helplessly: "As a result, we are now in the same camp. , so boring... Trovik, where's your mother?"

"Mother?" Teresa's expression was a little subtle: "Look, there it is."

Veronica looked in the direction Teresa was pointing at, and now Witch Garland's expression became a little subtler.

Aurora is also wearing a light blue strapless evening dress with a strapless top. Under the skirt are beautiful legs wrapped in black transparent stockings and beautiful feet in black pointed high-heeled shoes. She is sitting on the sofa in the corner, and just Beside her, the Elector of Wolfen and Grand Duke of Ostland from the empire, Vamir von Zhukov, was courting Aurora. Elector Vamir had green light in his eyes, constantly Toasting and looking for topics, Aurora also chatted with him out of courtesy.

"Oh, it's that old pervert." Veronica covered her face with her hands. The Elector of Vamir is outstanding in terms of military ability, internal affairs ability, and personal bravery. After the family became extinct, he was chosen as the head of the Bull Knights at that time to inherit the titles of elector and grand duke.

But the elector of Vamir has a problem. He often can't control his lower body. Apart from his two legitimate sons Oleg and Vasily, he has publicly admitted at least ten illegitimate children, and there are many public ones. Mistress, there are more that have not been made public. Veronica alone knows that Kislev's female ambassador to the empire is the lover of the Elector of Vamir. Elector Mir had a relationship.

"Dear Teresa, are you going to have a new father?" Veronica teased.

"...Veronica, let's go and have a look." Teresa frowned: "Mom, she is very happy today, she drank too much alcohol, and it will be bad if you make a wrong decision."

"Alright alright."