Chapter 1073 Miserable, Beryl, Miserable

"Although I really want you to take a good rest, but it seems that I don't have that free time yet."

The count smiled and handed over two invitations.

"This is an invitation letter from Gloucester. Myurion specifically said in the letter that the Son of Prophecy and foreign travelers are invited to attend the Goblin Ball!"

Gloucester.

Located 40 kilometers west of Camelot, the royal capital, it is considered a very special city in the entire Fairy Kingdom.

For one thing, Gloucester is the fashion capital of the whole of Britain, and any fashion radiates to Britain from here. It can be said that the popularity of the whole of Britain is left over from Gloucester.

However, what is even more special is that Gloucester is an autonomous region with independent rights!

That's right.

Whether it's Salisbury in the wind, Oxford in the teeth, or Norwich in the soil, even Sheffield, which has been destroyed, is nominally the queen's territory.

But Gloucester is different, the city is independent from the queen's rule.

Although it is also part of the Fairy Kingdom, but here, the queen's power does not work!

After all, it was all because of the Lord of Gloucester!

One thousand and two hundred years ago, that is, in the year 800 of the Queen's Calendar, there was a territorial conflict between the Clan of the Fang and the Clan of the Wings.

The final result is that the mighty and brave Clan of the Fang will wipe out the Clan of the Wings!

Only the clan leader Myurion, and Habe Meow, who was renamed Habetrot, escaped.

After the Wing Clan was wiped out, Harbey continued to wander the land.

Myurion, on the other hand, established a city in Gloucester.

She covered the entire Gloucester with the goblin domain unique to Hui Yaling. In this city, everyone's strength will be suppressed back to the original state.

As long as she is in this goblin domain, no one is her opponent, and no one can resist her!

This, even Queen Morgan is no exception!

At least, Myuren thought so.

For Queen Morgan did allow Gloucester self-government, allowing Myrion neutrality.

Sometimes, even Myurion extended his tentacles of power to other cities, and even uttered bold words that Gloucester was not under the queen's control, and the queen did not see any reaction to this.

This made Murien even more confident.

Today, Gloucester is already the most famous city in the Fairy Country. Countless low-level fairies have come to Gloucester with pride, and even Camelot's high-level fairies often visit here.

In the center of Gloucester, there is a huge auction.

"Coming here brings back some not so good memories."

Muramasa's face turned black.

He was rescued by Gu Dazi at this auction, and because of this, he felt the need to repay his kindness, so he joined their camp.

"The destination this time is not the auction, but the next door to the auction."

Under the leadership of the guards, Guda and the others walked towards the city center.

An invitation letter can only carry one entourage, so everyone else chose to go shopping, while Guda and Artoria brought little Da Vinci and Muramasa into the ball venue respectively.

“What a beautiful place!”

After walking into the ballroom, Gudazi couldn't help admiring.

The incomparably wide hall is filled with high-end delicacies everywhere, and the gentlemanly servants walk in it, constantly offering fine wines to the brightly dressed senior fairies.

What attracts them the most is above the zenith.

The zenith of this hall is actually a transparent design. From the inside of the hall, the stars in the night sky can be seen clearly, making people feel as if they are in nature, but they also have a sense of superiority of civilization, which is too beautiful to behold.

Although he has been to various places in the past, Guda has rarely seen such a purely aristocratic design.

"Cast, what's wrong with you?"

Little Da Vinci noticed that Arturia had been pinching the corner of her clothes, her face flushed, and she couldn't help asking with concern.

"Are you unwell?"

"No, no, I just think that a low-level elf like me, who doesn't even have a decent set of clothes, really deserves to come to this kind of place, hehe..."

Arturia smiled dryly, her face flushed with shame.

Muramasa raised his eyebrows.

That being said, yes.

Da Vinci and Guda are both wearing their own magic costumes. The design of the pan-human history makes the local goblins have a refreshing feeling, and the feather weaving on him is also very trendy.

Only Arturia.

He was wearing a set of coarse linen clothes that had been washed out by some village girl or goblin, and had been washed white.

She has such low self-esteem, and her attire should also be one of the main reasons.

"You don't have to be ashamed of this, Son of Prophecy."

While several people were talking, a voice suddenly came in.

"Because the surroundings of this ballroom are all surrounded by the magic of 'unfamiliar goblins can't see their own face' added by Myu Ruien, no one knows you, and no one cares about you."

That's what I said.

While it may seem like consolation, it feels even more damaged.

Look, everyone doesn't care about you just because they don't know you?

If I knew you, I'm afraid I would rush up, pointing at your face and laughing loudly, right?

"Bagster?"

Muramasa glared at him with displeasure.

"What advice do you have? Or what do you say, are you planning to avenge the Welsh Forest?"

"That's because I'm not as skilled as others, and I don't have that plan."

Bagster rarely took off his armor today, and put on a dress wrapped in black silk.

It's just that with her figure, it's more like being beaten by her muscles than giving people a rough feeling.

"I came to you because I wanted... No, I was thinking about something."

Halfway through her words, she clicked her lips fiercely.

"I shouldn't have that qualification, sorry, forget about it!"

Little Da Vinci and Guda looked at each other.

They saw a little emotion in each other's eyes.

"The distinguished guests have entered."

The voice just fell.

Several figures more beautiful than the senior fairies present walked into the hall.

There are many acquaintances of them.

For example, Aurora, the head of the Wind Clan, and Lancelot, the fairy knight.

And Tristan the Fairy Knight.

"Huh?"

Gu Dazi was stunned suddenly.

"In the arms of the goblin Tristan...why is he holding a pig?"

Little Da Vinci, Artoria, and even Bagster noticed this.

All the high-ranking elves present were the elf knight Tristan with a look of astonishment.

"What are you looking at!"

Yao Cui stared around fiercely.

There are signs of doing it when there is a disagreement.

Look closely.

The pig's face was full of humanized lovelessness.

Around its neck, there is still a small nameplate.

Everyone present had excellent eyesight, and they could see what was engraved on it at a glance.

"Beryl Gatter..."

"Heh...heh..."

"hahahahahahahaha----!!!"

suddenly.

Unscrupulous laughter broke out in the whole ballroom!