Chapter 165 Radored's Banquet
'Blue is older than other colors. ’ — a proverb from the Blue Coat Province
The capital of the blue-clothed province, Radoreid.
The city was built at the foot of a mountain, and a stream of melting snow flows down the towering mountain and into a cistern on the north side of the city.
The cistern is semi-circular and made of pure white rock. When the water in it is full, it will flow to the other three lower cisterns below, layer by layer.
A total of five layers of cisterns are overlooked from the sky, like blue shells, layered on top of each other, very beautiful. The shell-like cistern is also the symbol of Radored.
The establishment of this city has to start from the time of chaos disaster. At that time, the chaotic creatures after the corrosion of chaos attacked everywhere, and the remaining local residents and travelers had to suffer according to the mountain, and the stream flowing down the mountain became a The rare uncontaminated water source made the entire stronghold survive and persist until the end of the disaster.
In the eyes of the survivors, this stream was also covered with a sacred meaning. Later, with this stronghold as the center, it slowly expanded outwards, and most developed into the current blue-clothed province.
Radored, which means the clear spring flowing down from the sky, is the name of the capital of the blue-clothed province.
In a luxurious mansion in the city, a small banquet is being held.
A number of exquisitely decorated carriages were parked in the open space in front of the mansion, and some waiters in blue and white uniforms entertained the guests.
In the hall, the lights are bright, and there are more than ten beautiful and exquisitely carved copper ice mirrors in this temporarily rented mansion.
It is now June, and the weather is not too hot, but as a host, they cannot relax because of this. After all, the Miss Messiah who hired them spent a lot of gold coins, and they have to let people see the effect.
In the side room of the hall, Lorraine Hill was standing in front of the mirror with his dress on, taking a final look.
In fact, she didn't want to make it so grand and complicated at first, but after Nai He said the invitation that day, several representatives asked for the specific date and address, only to find that some things were not that simple.
"If you are inviting such a person, you can't just find a small restaurant on the roadside to meet guests." After the others left, a female representative expressed a kind suggestion.
"Although there is only one Miss Messiah, since you have sent an invitation, it is better to prepare a decent occasion. The president of our family may not care, but it is not guaranteed that everyone thinks so."
"Would it be considered contempt or insult if people were randomly called to an unknown restaurant?"
"Is there any good advice then?" Roland Hill had no choice but to ask.
"Giggle, maybe a little boastful, but I do know a friend who owns several hotels, mansions, restaurants, etc., and can provide very good rental services."
In this way, Roland Hill had to prepare well.
When she was Messiah, her hair was chestnut blond, which was somewhat similar to Bumansa, but her hairstyle was not as mature as Bumansa, and it was still a girlish style.
A few strands of hair hang down from the sides of the ears, and the rest are tucked behind him, with a white bow tied behind his head, which contrasts with the long white pleated dress on his body, and he is wearing light dancing shoes, which are in the hem of the skirt. It is looming, while cutout white lace gloves are worn on the wrists.
Feeling a little overdressed.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Roland Hill was slightly distressed.
Although looking good is indeed a happy thing, but too good-looking will always bring some unnecessary troubles. Originally, this operation was to keep a low profile, but why did it suddenly become like this.
Would you like to cover up? Roland Hill thought for a while, then held the smoky crystal pendant that Daisy had given him on his chest, and his face in the mirror was slightly hazy, so it wasn't too stunning.
This is the only way. In other words, I still have to find an agent in the future.
Loren Hill tapped the center of his eyebrows with his fingers, blinked his eyes, then raised his body and walked out of the room.
The guests in the hall were talking in a low voice, and the band around the dance floor played soothing music, because the owners of these chambers of commerce were not in a hurry, but took this opportunity to greet a few acquaintances.
"I haven't met for a while. How are you doing recently? I heard that the military has placed a big order with you again. I'm really envious."
"Ahaha, don't make fun of me. Everyone knows that the military's orders are not easy to make, the price is very low, and there are more requirements."
"Mr. Kurrea is joking again. How many people dream of such an opportunity. If you can have a relationship with the military, you will be much more stable in the south now."
"Where, Mr. Xiron is the most respectable among us. He has always been responsible for presenting tribute to the royal court. How many princes and princesses are married wearing clothes made by your family."
"Don't dare, those just passed..." The presidents or leaders of these chambers of commerce praised and joked with each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
Compared with other industries, although the products of these large chambers of commerce in the blue-clothed province compete with each other all the year round, they often unite when dealing with foreign enemies or counterparts in other regions. Therefore, the fabric and clothing industries here can always be ranked in the empire. front row.
'Because their ancestors were dear friends who shared their troubles together. ’ An evaluation of a nobleman.
In that era when laws and national systems were not yet sound, whether you could be treated fairly or not depended on your status and how many friends you had.
After the chaotic disaster, the continent experienced a period of confusion. At that time, there were hundreds of countries, and various forces rose and fell. If they did not form a group, they would easily be destroyed. It is also for this reason that the predecessors of these chambers of commerce, or their ancestors, had a lot of friendship against the enemy.
Although it has gradually faded away, the tradition of not over-competitive and united with the outside world has been preserved and passed down.
"Then, let's invite the initiator of this banquet, Miss Mesiah." After an impassioned speech by the host, the host finally applauded to welcome our protagonist.
Taking a deep breath, Roland Hill nodded to the temporary maid beside him, and then the door was pushed open, and the bright and bright hall came into view.
The girl in a pure white dress walked down the steps step by step, her delicate side face like the bright moon slowly moved the lake surface, making everyone present sway.
"This is....."
"I can't find the right words to describe it."
"Maybe this is the embodiment of beauty."
After a good while, everyone gradually calmed down and smiled and applauded. Seeing that there was no accident in the hall, Roland Hill was slightly relieved.
It should be able to speak well.
"I'm very happy for everyone to come, and welcome to the banquet I prepared for you." The common banquet reception words, in this girl's clear and moving voice, have the effect of turning corruption into magic.
Obviously there is nothing new in the content, but everyone thought that it would be great if they could keep talking, and they didn't even care what the girl said.
As long as the soft voice swept through the body and mind, as if all the noise and anxiety were gone, the world became quiet and beautiful.