Chapter 491 Rebirth From the Ashes: The Prelude to the Drama

Vito sat on the stone steps. He was in a quiet inner room, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the banquet hall outside. Everything was very quiet, suitable for an interview.

Bell's voice did not come from outside the sand curtain. He was outside with several Astartes guards. Of course, when someone came to accept the summons, he would report their names in a loud voice, with the surname but one or two key titles.

Although Vito remembered almost none of the names Bell called, he had no impression of them at all. It was like a horse-drawn sightseeing. The gorgeous skirts and dresses were all the same in his eyes.

Then those people would come in, walk in front of him in this dim and quiet inner room, and then kneel in front of him, trembling under the gaze of other Astartes guards around him.

Vito was not alone here. Olivia, Tilfan, Sarah, and Anthony were all here. In addition, there were the guards led by Lancelot.

He stood behind Vito with a sword in hand, without a helmet, but that worked better. He stood silently in the shadows, with only his face flashing from time to time in the flickering firelight. His every move could scare the people in front of him to death.

This was good, really. When Vito was tired of talking to someone, he only needed to give a little hint, and Lancelot would hit the ground with his scabbard, or drive them away with a sharp look. Most people would run away in a hurry, without dignity and funny.

This became Vito's best fun in this long night. Watching the expressions, reactions and frightened movements of those idiots was like watching a group of little mice in a cage, which made him smile from time to time.

Vito once again appreciated the funny appearance of a group of people when they left, especially the action of one of the older ones, who tripped and fell on the carpet when leaving, which made Vito laugh brightly.

He watched them leave silently, then straightened his waist, and Lancelot stood behind him, holding the sword motionless, like a stone sculpture.

Vito chatted with Sarah for a few words, then pricked up his ears. He heard the noise outside and the footsteps approaching.

"Bell, tell them that I don't want to see any flatterers tonight." Vito was full of annoyance, "I've heard enough flattery and flattery, let them go."

"No, sir, not those people." Bell replied outside the curtain, with a huge shadow reflected on the cloth, "It's Jack. Zhuangsen, and the lady he brought, Wen Yanaer."

Vito raised one eyebrow and sat back down. He straightened his posture and waved his hand, "Let them in."

They came in, the tall curtain was lifted, and Jack came in with a young lady with light pink hair. They looked around at the dark angels around them. The knights formed a circle and stood in the corners of the walls.

Under the silent gaze of the knights, they came to the front. Vito looked at them without saying a word, but waited for their reaction.

"Marshal, it's a great honor to see you again." Jack bowed to himself, although the action was not very standard and needed to be improved.

Olivia frowned when she saw him, but when she looked at the girl, she showed a relieved smile, and her action became much more standard, well-behaved, elegant and calm.

She knelt and lifted the two corners of her skirt, "Your Excellency."

"Is it Wen Yanaer?" Vito asked.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

She answered cautiously, perhaps because she was frightened by the momentum around her. Even those battle-hardened soldiers would be afraid when standing in front of the Astartes, not to mention in front of the Dark Angels, who were known for their seriousness and coldness.

Vito stood up with a smile, and he came to Wen Yanaer and motioned her to look up. The latter did look up at him. He stared into her eyes and now knew why Olivia asked her to be his heir and fiancée.

Those eyes reminded Vito of the first time he saw Olivia, a princess of the Hive City in distress, whose eyes were very similar to Olivia's.

Those were the eyes of a young lion, majestic, fierce, and cleverly hiding her true face and claws with silence and low-key, only showing them at the most critical moment to give a fatal blow to the enemy who underestimated her.

"A good girl, no wonder you chose her, lucky boy." Vito smiled at Jack, who blushed with a smile.

"Your heir will have a good wife, and his heir will have a good mother."

Olivia nodded in response, and the older Tilfan was not so sure. He stared at Wen Yanar with obvious disgust in his eyes.

"I think so, our luck, the luck of the Victorians."

When he found Vito looking at him, Tilfan said reluctantly, and said it quite reluctantly. Vito turned around and looked at the two children in front of him.

"When is your engagement ceremony?"

"Three days later, in the Cathedral of Salvation." Olivia answered from behind, and Vito nodded in approval.

"I will personally participate, chanting prayers and sending blessings for you."

"Really?" Jack was obviously very excited, and he did not hide it, and Vito responded with a smile.

Jack looked at his fiancée beside him happily, but suddenly his smile froze, he frowned, and his eyes were covered with a layer of resentment.

Wen Yanar seemed to understand, and reached out to hold Jack, but he broke free from her and looked up at Vito's eyes.

"Your Excellency, I have an accusation against Yarfan, the daughter of Duke Tyrfan."

Jack spoke righteously, with a firm look in his eyes, "On the way here, in the corridor, Miss Yarfan viciously cursed and humiliated Miss Wen Yanar."

Jack's words were quite knightly, like a brave young rider, which attracted Lancelot's approving eyes, but behind him, Tyrfan's expression was not as satisfactory as expected.

"I think it's just a quarrel between children." Tyrfan said, quickly regaining his composure with a look of contempt.

"Common arguments we all had as children, boys would even get into fights over it."

He continued and Jack immediately frowned, anger welling up inside him, "A common argument? She called her."

Jack resisted saying those words, but the ugly expression on his face already showed the viciousness of those words. The young boy raised his head and looked at Tyrfan bravely.

"I ask you to apologize! Your Excellency, formally apologize to Wen Yanar for your daughter's words." Jack said, and Vito saw the look on Tyrfan's face. He frowned, his face full of anger.

"Jack."

Wen Yanal took Jack's hand and whispered, "Don't make a stalemate because of me. It's okay. You still need it."

"No! If I can't even defend the honor of my future wife, how can I protect the people of Victoria and the Empire?" Jack raised his head. The short boy suddenly looked like an Astartes giant.

"Please apologize, Lord Tyrfan, I'm waiting."

The thoughts in Tyrfan's heart were reflected on his face, but he saw Vito's calm eyes and Lancelot's more majestic eyes behind him, as if they were also waiting for him.

After a moment, Tierfan relented, and he looked at Wen Yanar reluctantly, "I apologize to you on behalf of my little daughter, Miss Wen Yanar, please forgive me."

Wen Yanar nodded slightly in response, and Jack also raised his head proudly, just like the dragon-slaying warrior protecting the princess in the painting.

Vito looked at Tyrfan's face and smiled, "Okay, that's it for now. Go ahead, dance and laugh, and enjoy a pleasant night today."

Jack and Wen Yanael bowed to Vito, then held each other's hands and left. The curtain was opened again, and they walked into the colorful lights.

"I will also take my leave first, Your Excellency." Not long after, Tierfan suddenly said, facing Vito with an extremely embarrassed expression. It was obvious that what had just happened made him unwilling to stay here any longer.

"There are still guests and friends waiting for me. I have something to discuss with them. Please allow me to leave."

After speaking, Tierfan turned around and left, but after taking a few steps, Vito stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Hope is a pleasant thing." Vito said with cold eyes, and his words were full of warning. Tierfan looked at him in silence for a moment.

"For the sake of the Emperor, Your Excellency, and for the sake of the Emperor alone, I am resigning." After saying that, he left and turned around to leave.

"I also left first to host the banquet. God knows how much trouble will be caused if I am not here." Olivia followed up and said, looking at Vito, and then left after receiving his nod.

She walked out of the inner room and went to the noisy area. Vito stood in front of the curtain and watched the light being re-covered. Behind him, Anthony silently leaned forward with his hands behind his back, raising his head with interest. .

"What do you think?" Vito asked without warning.

"That child, Jack Jonson, should marry Tyrfan's daughter, not Miss Wen Yanar." Anthony said skillfully, "She is from a lowly background and will arouse the resentment of the aristocratic group. Lord Tyrfan has already asked I spoke about this worrying possibility."

"Yarfan is the wife he should marry. Her bloodline exists, her noble birth is recognized by all the planet's nobles, and her family is very wealthy. Such a marriage can make the Victoria planet more stable, and vice versa."

"Are you suggesting to me a possible rebellion?"

"Hint? No, I'm just stating a possibility. As Supreme Marshal, your responsibility is to quell the unrest."

"Then I'm glad I'm the Grand Marshal and not you."

Vito turned around and stared at Anthony in front of him with a stern tone, "I don't need you to remind me of my responsibilities. Sir Anthony, Planet Victoria is still peaceful. Unless there is unrest, this is the internal affairs of the planet. It will not be too inconvenient for you and me." intervention."

Anthony and Vito looked at each other for a moment, and then nodded respectfully in response, "As you wish, Your Excellency."

"I also have an appointment to leave first. If you need to know, it was Miss Petronilla who asked me to lead her to tonight's banquet. After all, you are very busy."

"I know, take care of her." "As you said."

Anthony left and stepped into the light where the noise came from, looking at his back for him, "Sarah, follow him, don't be discovered."

Sarah nodded slightly, patted Vito on the shoulder as she passed by him, and then disappeared into the light. Vito saw that her appearance changed in an instant, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Lancelot held the sword and Vito looked at each other. The latter smiled slightly and sat back on the stone slab.

"The show has begun."