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The Praise Festival dinner began.

In fact, the word beginning is not accurate, because in the timeline of reincarnation, this dinner party has already started for the third time.

Rebecca stood in the middle of the hall, the nobles holding their glasses and smiling happily and warmly. Over the past year, the Duchy of Erosa has made significant progress on the southern battlefield. Under the leadership of Grand Duke Lawrence, they occupied large swathes of territory south of the Calvi Grand Canyon and gradually put the construction and management of these territories into the right track.

Everything is going in a good direction, and although Archduke Durally unites the former imperial nobles against Lawrence, no one takes them to heart. As soon as the snow melts, Lawrence, the lion of the North, will completely defeat the nobles in the middle of the empire. And as the nobles of the Duchy of Erossa, they will also receive a lot of benefits, territory, money, power...... Everything can be gained from war.

Successive victories have transformed Erosa into a military aristocracy, eager for war and glory above all else. And there is nothing more worthy of their respect than a Grand Duke who can lead them to victory and glory.

This joy and joy almost became a reality on the night of this celebration festival, and in the palatial palace, the crystal magic lamps on the dome emitted brilliant light, just like the mood of the nobles at this time, with colorful colors. With a sincere smile on their faces, at least for the moment, they waited for their hostess, Rebecca, to begin the festive address in place of the king.

But the fire of enthusiasm and happiness could not bring the slightest warmth to Rebecca, she understood that these prosperity, joy, and happiness were all false illusions, in Rebecca's eyes, the brilliant lights were cold, the smiles of the nobles were also vain, and her world was clearly distinguishing from the world of the nobles' enthusiasm, while it was hot and cold.

For the aristocracy, the celebration of the beginning of the year was a day of blessing and harvest, but for Rebecca, tonight was the day that decided Clayderman's life and death.

She subconsciously looked at Aven.

She and Lawrence's eldest son, the heir to Erosa, who had high hopes for them, stood tall with a glass of wine and a warm smile on his face. But there was no smile in her eyes, Rebecca didn't understand what went wrong, she felt that Evan was so strange now, like some kind of alien in human skin. His calm and indifferent eyes seemed to reveal a passion that could devour everything, and the two very different qualities of ice and fire were blended together, just like the world in Rebecca's eyes now, both strange and with a certain harmonious unity.

- They're all damned witches! She's seducing my son!

Rebecca roared with anger in her heart, and she looked away, ready to announce the start of the Celebration Gala.

At this time, Edie came to Evan's side, and he kept a half-body distance from Evan, and asked in a low voice, "Her Highness Cynthia gave me a note from Her Highness Rebecca, and she asked them to gather in light clothes after the dinner. Do you know what's going on? ”

"Cynthia!?" Aven's warm, nonchalant smile was hidden, and he looked at Edie, "Is that what she said?"

"Yes. Edie nodded, and after a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Charlotte isn't coming to the party?"

Evan didn't answer, he looked at him quietly.

Edie was tingling at his sight, he instinctively sensed that there was something terrible lurking in the note, he hesitated, a cold sweat broke out, but gradually clenched the note in his hand.

Edie handed it to him, as if to cut something off, and said, "I'm your knight." ”

Evan smiled, and smiled very cheerfully. He patted Edie on the shoulder and said, "Relax, things aren't what you think." As for Charlotte......"

“…… Now I declare that the festival of praise ......"

"Wait!" Evan interrupted Rebecca unexpectedly, smiling softly as he looked at the nobles who were looking at him, "Mother, I'm sorry to interrupt you. But Charlotte hasn't come yet, so don't we have to wait for him any longer?"

The nobles snickered good-naturedly, and the legend of Charlotte spread widely after he became famous, and many of the nobles present had watched the three Clayderman siblings grow up, and they all knew how deviant the all-encompassing mage was.

But Rebecca and Vivien Leigh and other insiders knew the inside story, and Rebecca looked at Evan with thoughtful eyes.

She shook her head with a dull expression, "Everyone knows Charlotte's character, since the time has come, then we will ......"

At this moment, the door of the banquet hall was pushed open by the waiter, and the doorman chanted loudly - "Lord Charlotte Clayderman, Grand Duke of Icewind Castle, Lord Wintercastle, Spellcaster of the Forest, Red Dragon Slayer!"

Charlotte stood at the door of the banquet hall, dressed in a black gown, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "Sorry! Mom." I'm late!"

The aristocrats laughed out loud, not with malice, but like the funny pranks of the elders looking at gifted children. But Rebecca and the others couldn't laugh, she looked at Charlotte and Evan, and the doubts that couldn't be dissolved condensed in her eyes.

The banquet went on as scheduled, and Rebecca tried her best to keep her demeanor in response to the toasts of the nobles, but her eyes twinkled at Evan and Charlotte.

Charlotte was pestered by a group of nobles with red wine in her hand. Compared to before, the circle of nobles revolving around him has expanded a lot, almost no less than that of Aven.

He had a smile on his face, and he couldn't see anything unusual at all, but the nondescript aristocratic etiquette had an extraordinary charm, which made a group of noble ladies laugh from time to time.

On the other side, Vivien Leigh and Claire exchanged glances, and Vivien Leigh came to Charlotte's circle with a wine glass, pulled his sleeve and smiled awkwardly at the surrounding nobles, "Everyone, the Earl lends me for the time being, our brother and sister have something to talk about." ”

The nobles had regrets, but they smiled and dispersed. Vivien Leigh dragged Charlotte into the corner, and asked as she went, "Why are you here!?"

"Look, can't I come?" asked Charlotte with a grin.

"Don't interrupt!" Fei Wenli was angry, "That's not the plan! Have you already broken through the Nine Rings?"

"Breaking through the Nine Rings?" the doubt on Charlotte's face flickered, and he clenched his fingers holding the red wine glass, and at this time, he noticed Claire's cold eyes when he was dragged to the corner by Vivien Leigh, Claire and Neham were in this corner, and he immediately said solemnly, "No!

"Has there changed?" Claire asked before Vivien Leigh did, "What has become?"

This is a very good question.

Claire didn't ask why it had changed, or what the new plan was, but what had become. This means that the respondent must say where the change is, and it requires the respondent to know what was originally planned.

Charlotte grinned and scolded, "Claire, you bastard, you're doubting me!"

Claire grinned, revealing her white teeth, "Yes, I just doubted you!"

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