As the day went to the west, Devany looked at the sky and regretfully ended the sermon. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"What a pity, Vivien Leigh. Pleasant times are always short-lived, and if you don't mind, you can stay at the temple for dinner, I still have a lot to say to you!"

Vivien Leigh's eyes lit up, but she quickly shook her head regretfully, "I'm looking forward to hearing those interesting stories from you, but it's a pity, Daphne. I'm going to have an important banquet in the evening, really, how nice it would be if the time could be staggered!"

It can be seen from the intimate name of the two that in just one afternoon, Daphne is about to brush Fei Wenli's intimacy to MAX!

"That's a shame. Devany shook her head regretfully, "But I think there will be a chance in the future." I'll be staying at the temple in the near future, and you're always welcome to come and play with me!"

"Definitely!"

This exchange was finally coming to an end, and Charlotte and Claire couldn't help but sigh in unison as they looked at the unfinished crowd.

"Ah, by the way, Vivien Leigh!" Daphne suddenly called out to Vivien Leigh, and she reminded with a smile, "I have heard that you were forced to participate in the gladiatorial tournament, and I would like to warn you that Prince Maysfield is likely to attack you in the tournament, so please be careful!"

When she heard the words gladiatorial match, Fei Wenli quickly became depressed, but she immediately adjusted her mentality and shook her hand at Daphne with a forced smile, "Thank you for the reminder! Don't worry, I want to talk to you about more interesting topics in the future, so I will be cautious!"

"That's good, I'm looking forward to seeing you!" said Daphne, nodding gracefully.

When she and the bishop sent a few people to the door of the temple, she suddenly tugged at the corner of Charlotte's clothes that had fallen at the end, stretched out three fingers in Charlotte's surprised eyes, shook them and said softly.

"Thirdly, the elves of the forest live a long life, and when I am with the bishop, how can the earl be sure that I am not the bishop?"

Charlotte's face changed, and she only heard Daphne squinting her pale golden eyes, although she was smiling, her voice was cold.

"There is only one answer, the Count has seen me before. The tall Devine brought her cherry lips to Charlotte's earlobe, and the hot breath made him shiver, "I told you, I'll find you sooner or later!"

Charlotte clutched her collar in embarrassment and walked down the stairs as quickly as if she were running away.

He listened to the silver bell-like but cold laughter of the girl behind him, and was sure that he had met a natural enemy!

In the end, only the Bishop and Daphne were left standing at the entrance of the temple.

The bishop looked at the few people who were gradually moving away, and asked suspiciously, "Your Royal Highness, why don't you leave this group of eavesdroppers behind?"

"Because sooner or later they'll know!" said Daphne with her index finger running her long silver hair indifferently, "and the Bishop doesn't think that the power of the temple alone can keep them, does he?"

"You mean......" The bishop covered his mouth in disbelief as he looked at the young man in the distance.

"The strength of those three young men is no less than mine!" Daphne said with a competitive glint in her pale golden pupils, "I'm talking about it, no less than me after the liberation of divinity!"

The Bishop finally couldn't help but gasp.

Two hours later, the lavish carriage carved with the coats of arms of Erosa and Icewind Castle stopped at the Royal Palace.

Charlotte, Vivien Leigh, and Claire came out with their heads drooping, and behind them, Mrs. Rebecca looked at the three of them angrily and amusemently, and shook her head helplessly.

"Hmph!" Archduke Lawrence tucked his collar and snorted coldly and walked to the palace first, "Let you go buy dresses, you're good! After a whole day of shopping in the imperial capital, having snowball fights, eating snacks, and visiting the garden, in the end there was nothing serious to do!"

The heads of the three young men were almost buried in the ground, and their shoulders were hunched as little as possible to blend in with the nobles who entered. It's just that the winter hunting costumes, samurai costumes, and mage robes are extra eye-catching in the luxurious and gorgeous aristocratic dresses.

The nobles who entered the room whispered about the trio in strange costumes, occasionally snickering cautiously, which made Lawrence's face even more gloomy.

"It's not a big deal!" said his cousin Brent, grinning, "so that you can show that you are different!"

The three of them glared angrily in unison, and just when even Claire, who had always been cold, couldn't help but get angry, Brent grabbed their shoulders seriously.

"Come! Hold your chest up, the key is to live your own color! I think if I really let you wear a dress, I think you will be even more uncomfortable!"

"I can't imagine that you can say a few words once in a while!" Charlotte's face soothed.

"What are you talking about! I have always been known in my social circles for my gentleness and thoughtfulness, and if you don't believe you, you can inquire about my reputation with the noble ladies of Rosent!"

Brent retorted righteously, but at the moment when the three of them didn't pay attention, he wiped the beads of sweat that almost oozing from the corners of his forehead.

"It's dangerous!" he muttered quietly, "almost angering the crowd......

Next, Charlotte and the others followed behind the three archdukes, occasionally putting on a ceremonial stiff smile when the two archdukes, Lawrence and Herbert, greeted the nobles.

The nobles and celebrities entered the palace in an orderly manner, and rows of court ladies in gauze and shivering in the cold wind bowed to every big man with frozen smiles.

This was Charlotte's first visit to the Imperial Palace of San Lorenzo, but in his opinion, the resplendent palace was very different from what he had imagined.

Golden palaces, white floors, red carpets, hanging lanterns, beautiful maids, mighty guards...... The Clegghorns are trying to show their dominance to the pack.

However, compared with the bustle of the red carpet, the huge palace courtyard is drowsy and uninhabited. Withered leaves are scattered all over the ground, undulating shrubs are uncared for, mottled walls are in disrepair, and faded red tiles are lost in their souls......

The deceased emperor devoted his life to restoring the prestige of the Clegghorn family, shrinking his diet, reconciling conflicts, and marrying the great nobles.

However, a series of his measures proved to be resisted by vested interests, and not only did they have little effect, but also caused them to die. All that was left of Elbert was an underfunded treasury, a palace in disrepair, and a coveted crown.

Soon, the royal banquet hall was vividly visible. The squire sang, and the nobles entered in turn, and Charlotte followed Sylvia and entered amid the clear singing of the squire.

Everywhere you look, you'll find sumptuous crystal magic lamps glowing in dreamy colours, red carpets and rows of pure white silk tables filled with delicate food. In the corner, on the fluffy salon, there are aristocratic ladies dressed in cool clothes, and waiters in court tuxedos hold trays and serve the VIPs elegantly.

Unlike the banquet of Erosa, where people eat meat and drink wine around the table, the banquet of the San Lorenzo Empire is really of a higher level countless times.

Charlotte looked at the beautiful banquet hall and almost forgot the view of the depressed courtyard outside the door.