At last the feast, which lasted from afternoon to night, stood in the corner with a plate in his hand, and continued his other form of cold observance.

The banquet is arranged in the long hall. This simple-named hall is the largest ballroom in Lockburg, with floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides of the rectangular hall, carefully cultivated early-blooming flowers clustered around small fountains, and the fragrance of flowers and fresh air make all the guests who leave the crimson and oppressive pomegranate hall feel relieved, and finally have more heartfelt smiles on their faces.

The new king, who had been successfully crowned, sat on the throne at one end of the long hall accompanied by his mother, the table full of food almost untouched, the corners of his lips were reserved to the point of stiffness, and his eyes were almost dull because of exhaustion.

With sympathy, Filly nibbled a juicy roast lamb chop and looked to the guests at the two long tables beneath the throne.

He recognized quite a few familiar faces. As a "high-ranking paladin who became a high-ranking paladin because he was getting older and more experienced, but he was lucky enough not to die"...... In short, he is a lucky guy who has lived long enough, and he has also met many dignitaries and nobles over the years.

Of course, Tabor Wendell, who had been most relied on by King Ante, did not appear, and Zhongshuling, who was only in his early forties, had resigned from all his posts on the grounds of serious illness, and quietly left Stebuch and returned to his own domain, a remote castle in the northernmost part of the Mariette Mountains. Aaron Mancini was still the guest of honour, with a harmless smile on his round face, and he was very happy with everyone. The lord of Visa, Quirin Ayer, said he was "worried that the fighting would spread to the border" and declined the invitation for good reason. Present on his behalf was his long-faced son, who had a family heritage, and although he was not yet twenty years old, he appeared to be very mature. I rarely spoke, just smiled and listened......

Closer to the throne, the appearance of Telina Bofod seemed to surprise many, but Fili was not at all surprised. Telina always seemed to be clear and decisive, but in fact was always hesitant to wait and see. That hesitation and suspicion seem to be a common problem for the Bofford family, if there is no powerful figure behind it. Unless he has bad luck in his life, he will probably not have a chance to be on the throne.

But his smile was still annoying—that underwhelming "Oh, yes." I know everything". Filly knew that this guy who liked to snooze around for all kinds of news was inseparable from what had happened to Ed and the Water Temple, and his hands were always itching to smash the clean lamb chops into the pretended calm face.

A middle-aged nobleman sitting next to Tellina seemed so excited that Fili couldn't hear what he was saying. But his spit sprayed Tyliner all over his face without question. Filly was somewhat relieved.

He turned his gaze to the other side and saw that Scott was bored...... Or the pained, blank face, can't help but gloat a little. He knew very well how much Scott hated the occasion, but right now, he didn't even have a chance to sneak away.

In the center of the hall, a handsome young bard was singing a melodious but convoluted song, interspersed with an elven phrase or two. Fili felt that the man who chose this guy to perform did a pretty good job - at a time when any words that could be understood could be misinterpreted in various ways and could become a fuse for a dispute, and now no one could understand it. Then the women can only admire his face, and the men can only sarcastically have only one face. This is the real joy of all......

He was thinking about putting the last piece of pie in his mouth when there was a commotion, and the middle-aged nobleman beside Tellina, who had probably drunk too much, suddenly climbed onto the table, waved his hands, and shouted to the young man who was singing to the point of emotion: "Shut up! Shut up!

The singing stopped. It was as if someone had cast a silence spell in the hall, and all the voices faded away, and the innocent young poet's mouth opened wide in astonishment, and his white cheeks grew red.

Even Fili couldn't help but be indignant for him. Although a little more slender, the young man's voice is low and magnetic, and it is quite good for hypnosis, completely different from the high-pitched high-pitched pitches that make nerves as if a person has been whipped. Such an insult was excessive—the middle-aged nobleman's sharp voice was more like a eunuch by comparison.

The middle-aged nobleman jumped off the table and faced the king and queen...... The Queen Mother saluted exaggeratedly, and then raised her chin arrogantly.

"Your Majesty. "I've been told this is not the time to bring it up, but I can't find a better time." ”

Fili looked at Tyliner, having no doubt that he was the "someone" who had alerted the drunken man with a "don't mention it" - the squirting guy was clearly trying to provoke him, and he could easily sit on the sidelines no matter who ended up with a dull face.

“...... Of course, Uncle Leohard. Frederick glanced quickly at his mother and spoke calmly: "Advice from an elder is welcome at all times. ”

Philip grinned like a toothache. That sounds like a good thing...... But he is also very old-fashioned and does not look like Frederick at all.

"Ten years ago, it was here. "Your father, King Ante, said on the day of his coronation that his throne would not be inherited by his son, and that only the most capable were entitled to the crown—after all, he was not the son of the old king, nor was he the true heir. No matter how he died in the end, that sentence was still the king's promise...... But I didn't see it happen, and that's a shame. ”

Those few words were spoken upside down and unscrupulously, questioning not only Frederick but also Ante, whose face turned white in an instant.

Filly tossed the plate to the side of the pot and sighed—he knew the day wasn't going to end so peacefully.

“...... I think Ante's exact words were: 'If my son cannot bear the weight of the crown, he who is able to take his place.' "And Frederick has just put on his crown, so perhaps you don't mind waiting a little longer to see if he can take on the task?" ”

Leohard was stunned for a moment, as if "someone" hadn't taught him how to deal with such an answer. After that brief and awkward moment, someone hurriedly pulled him back.

"Wine is always nostalgic for the past...... But occasionally it will prank and change the true appearance of the 'past'. Aaron Mancini smiled, holding Leohard in one hand and raising his glass in the air with the other, "I'm sure tonight will be an even more memorable moment - long live the King!"

As the cheers rang out, Fili retreated into the shadows by the flowerpot and continued his silent guard.

He watched as Leohard sat for a moment in a seat that didn't belong to him, and suddenly opened his mouth and spat out, and the people around him retreated in disgust. Soon someone arrived to clean up, and an unfortunate maid picked up Leohhard, who was somewhere between sturdy and fat, with great difficulty, and seemed to take the unwelcome guest to rest elsewhere.

The short interlude ended without danger. The song sounded again, but it clearly lost its enthusiasm and made people even more sleepy. A joyous juggler then came into play, and one of the little guys who jumped up and down with a special spirit looked a bit like Nia ...... Filly glanced at Scott's smiling face and was sure it was Nia.

But Nya seemed to be having a good time, and Philip had no worries that this guy would assassinate the little king.

He relaxed a little, enthusiastically applauding Nia's tricks. He knew that the thief had grown up in a wandering troupe, and that his short stature was "necessary" rather than innate...... The fact that he was able to bring laughter to people despite many misfortunes is respectable enough.

At the end of the performance, Nya's pockets were full of rewards, even more popular than the handsome bard, and Filly looked at his elated blue eyes, and his mood unconsciously improved.

He watched Nia leave, his gaze unconsciously swept over the corner of the hall, but he was slightly startled.

The maid who had taken Leohard suddenly rushed out, her face full of terror, and her mouth seemed to be about to start screaming.

Filly's scalp tingled, and he almost rushed over to cover her mouth—he couldn't imagine what that exclamation would be.

But when a knight appeared behind her, and resolutely covered her mouth and dragged her away, he began to worry again—did she see any danger?

The body moves faster than the brain. He weaved swiftly from crowd to crowd and quickly rushed over.

There are a number of small rooms along the corridor on one side of the hall for guests to rest...... or other uses. Fili could see at a glance which room was in trouble—the knight guarding the doorway was really not good at hiding his expression.

The door opened suddenly, revealing an anxious and gloomy face, and when he saw him, he was stunned, as if he was entangled for a moment, but he still nodded and turned sideways to let him in.

It was Gard Carlos, Moira's brother, in charge of the coronation.

And in the corner of the room, lying there with his eyes wide open, saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth to the ground, was Leo hard.

"See if he's still alive?" Guardian subconsciously said in a commanding tone, "Can you save him?...... No one can die today!"

At that moment, Philip almost couldn't help but laugh - it's a pity that the god of death would not heed such an order.

(To be continued......)