In the evening of the next day, Sylvia took out the banquet costume in the Xenodimensional dimension. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It is a complex dress with cherry blossom color as the main color, revealing the delicate collarbone and rounded shoulders The design makes the girl full of sexy color, and the lilac waist belt at the waist sets off the girl's graceful figure, and then down, the delicate pure white lace under the skirt reveals the round ankles but reveals a noble and playful girlish atmosphere.

Sylvia examined herself in the mirror until she was sure that nothing had gone wrong before she pushed the door open in satisfaction.

Waiting outside the door was Vivien, wearing a red vest and a tunic dress, and Charlotte, wearing a shape-shaped, black-and-red trench coat, tight slacks, and high-top boots, leaning against the wall, boredly scrolling through the spell notes in her hand.

This made Sylvia realize that she had taken a lot of time, and her already excited mood suddenly became a little uneasy.

"Have you waited for a long time?" but when the words came out, they were still in the usual flat tone. It's just a slight tremor in the speech, and it will be difficult for people who are not very delicate to feel the subtle changes.

But Charlotte Clayderman, a single dog who has been single for more than 50 years in his past life and in this life, is naturally not among them.

However, he knew that the time for girls to dress up was never something to be taken for granted, and this truth had been deeply understood by Mrs. Rebecca as a child.

He looked up from the book and couldn't help but hold his breath at the first sight of Sylvia. The cherry blossom dress and long skirt lined Sylvia's pure white skin as sweet as nectar, and the golden hairends of different lengths made her have a girlish playfulness, and the noble and elegant temperament exuded by the girl's playful sweetness was blended together, turning into a unique beauty in front of her.

Charlotte was amazed by this beauty who was pampered by heaven and earth.

"What, what's wrong? Isn't that weird?"

Noticing Charlotte's sparkling eyes, Sylvia couldn't stay calm any longer, she gently pulled the ends of her hair, and Frost Saiyu's pretty face also showed a little unease.

“…… No. Charlotte came back to her senses, and he took out a light blue cloak with a coat from his other dimension, "I just think that as the king of Icewind Castle, my sister still lacks a cloak to show her identity." ”

It was the cloak worn by the Icewind Castle family at a banquet, and the cloak with the royal crest of Icewind Castle on the inside was not something that everyone was qualified to wear. Rather, there are only two people in this world who are qualified to wear it, Sylvia and Charlotte.

Of course, the cloak belonged to Charlotte, but it wasn't strange to wear it over the tall Sylvia.

Charlotte personally draped Sylvia's cape and thoughtfully fastened the cloak's straps around her chest. Of course, skin-to-skin contact is indispensable in this process, which makes both siblings look a little nervous and awkward.

In fact, even Charlotte didn't know why he would make such an overly intimate move, he should have carefully controlled the relationship between the two like stepping on a tightrope, so that it would not slide into the abyss of desire, and would not completely freeze the warm family affection.

But Charlotte didn't realize that even if he had never been in a relationship, he was a normal man.

Think about it, if a girl like a flower takes the initiative to express her love to a man, takes the initiative to kiss, give knee pillows and take care of him, then no matter how clumsy a herbivorous man is, he will subconsciously regard the girl as his own possession.

This is the most basic nature of men!

So, when he sees Sylvia's delicate collarbones and rounded shoulders, he subconsciously has a desire for exclusivity, 'This beauty should belong to me alone,' and it is not surprising.

"Thank you. Sylvia, with her head down, screamed like a mosquito.

"No thanks!" However, Charlotte, who had been so active for the first time in her previous life and this life, turned around evasively, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm. ”

Sylvia, who followed Charlotte with her head bowed and her eyebrows, was not like the all-powerful ice lake princess at this time, but like a well-behaved and obedient little daughter-in-law. This made Lolita, who was silently observing, couldn't help but grunt out laughing.

Of course, she was soon met with the merciless revenge of Sylvia, who instantly turned back to the Grand Duke, and it was only right.

The group was led down the elevator by Teklin Coldiron and Loren Bronze Shield.

Contrary to Charlotte's guess, the Molten Iron Castle Palace is not at the very top of the city. It is located in the most central area of the tower-shaped city, and although the palace occupies four consecutive floors of platforms, it is the largest building in the area of the Molten Iron Castle, but it is far less luxurious than the human king.

There is little decoration on the exterior of the palace, except for the life-carved bronze statues of warriors, and the trophies that show a glorious past.

One of the most imposing of them is the skeleton of a dragon, which is said to have been slain by the previous generations of Molten Iron Keep kings, and from its skeleton, this dragon should have legendary strength. Even after a thousand years, the dragon skeleton with a body of about ten meters still has extraordinary momentum.

Outside the palace banquet hall, Teklin was negotiating with the palace guards.

Taking advantage of this time, Sylvia suddenly said to Charlotte without a head or tail, "You'd better not expect anything from the dwarves' dinner, even if it's a royal dinner." ”

What does that mean?

Charlotte quickly understood the meaning of the words.

When Tecklin revealed the identity of the North Four, allowing them to enter the banquet hall to the sound of the guards singing, Charlotte almost mistakenly thought she was in some oversized tavern.

He had thought that the gathering of the nobles of the North would be noisy enough, but it was clear that he was wrong. Compared with this group of dwarven nobles, the nobles of the northern realm who beat up at the banquet without saying a word are as pure as little white flowers.

In the banquet hall, the dwarves threw off their arms and ate fatty meat, and stuffed food into their mouths with large gulps. Occasionally, someone pried open the lips and tongues of their unconscious companions and poured alcohol into them, and some drunken dwarves held hands at the table and danced a funny tap dance, which looked as ridiculous as the potatoes in a fairy tale wonderland bouncing on the ground.

Some of the dwarves were lying on the ground snoring without any appearance, while other dwarven nobles used their fallen companions for a table, and one of the drunken fellows, mistaking a snoring dwarf for dry firewood, added a fire to the hapless man's beard, and took the trouble of taking the ham that had been roasted long ago and roasting it on the burning beard.

Oh my God! The drunken hapless bastard was soon awakened, fluttering like a turkey on fire, and his stubby hands were skewered around.

This caused great confusion in the banquet hall, and the turkey dwarf was full of chickens and dogs jumping in the place, and some of the guys, who did not know whether it was good or evil, picked up the wine in their cups like a jumping turkey and poured it away, and the fire grew brighter and brighter, and the poor fellow cried out in agony, like a crowing rooster!

God, the feast must have only been a quarter of an hour in time!Can anyone tell me what is going on here?!

Charlotte's mouth is almost all open in an O-shape!

"So, I hate to go to the Thundering King's dinner!" Loraine's childish face was so gloomy that she pulled a gem out of her waist bag and threw it at the turkey that was running around calling for help.

The gem hit the turkey right in the head, and Charlotte was sure that Loren had used the delayed casting technique Charlotte had taught her over the past few days, and that she had deliberately made the turkey suffer a little.

In the next second, the spell model built inside the gem activated, and a basin of water poured the turkey to the heart. The poor drunkard touched his burnt beard and suddenly sat down like a child and wept!

The spirit of the four people from Icewind Castle collapsed in an instant, except for Sylvia, who had expected it, Charlotte's master and apprentice always felt that the few people who were carefully dressed for the banquet were really stupid!

"Hahaha...... Loraine, your spell strength has improved a little more!"

At this moment, a short, middle-aged dwarf in a cloak greeted them, wearing a crown and a face that was not as unkempt as the rest of the dwarves, but had his beard groomed in good spirits.

He looked at the north and hugged Charlotte's waist and leg warmly, an act that immediately sent chills through the latter.

"You must be the rumored Master Charlotte Charles, thank you for all you have done for my people!" a loud voice came from his short body, and the red-faced Dwarven King let go of his hand and nodded to Sylvia.

He should be glad he didn't hug Sylvia the way he hugged Charlotte, otherwise, Charlotte could have assured that this guy would be dead.

"And you, Miss Sylvia Charles, and the two Venerable Ice Castle Mages!

He is the current King of the Molten Iron Castle! Lord of the Thundering Clan, Lloyd Thundering!