The nobles originally thought that this was the biggest difference between this banquet and the previous ones.

But when they had handed in their invitations and walked through the long avenue towards the palace, they found that on both sides of every road they were full of palace guards.

It stands to reason that at night in this palace, it should be a bright scene, after all, the empire does not have any curfew for His Majesty.

However, at this time, the two sides of the palace avenue were dimly lit and not fully illuminated. But even so, the swords in the hands of the guards still emitted bursts of terrifying cold light in the faint light.

Everyone was confused, and there was always a strange delusion that they had not come to a banquet, but to a very serious judgment assembly.

If it was just a triumphal banquet held by the Empire, how could it be guarded by so many guards?

Dylan couldn't help frowning, for some reason, he always felt that these guards might have been prepared for himself.

The early summer night was supposed to be cool and comfortable, but for some reason, tonight's palace always gave people an indescribably bitter cold feeling.

It's just that although everyone was very puzzled in their hearts, they didn't dare to say it, after all, they had already entered the palace.

The etiquette in the palace is much more elaborate than outside, and if you are rude and let people catch the handle, you may be dealt with by the new king who has just ascended the throne.

After all, when the new king ascends the throne, he must establish a certain majesty for himself, and it is very suitable to take a few small nobles under the knife.

Because of this, even if their hearts were full of confusion, everyone walked forward without saying a word, not daring to hesitate in the slightest.

Once all the invitees had submitted their invitations, the gates of the palace were quickly closed.

The heavy sound of the door slamming down on everyone's hearts made their already somewhat uneasy mood suddenly become more worried.

Everyone walked slowly in the direction of the banquet hall under the leadership of the finance minister, and no one dared to speak along the way, even if someone couldn't help but want to cough twice, they tried to keep their voices as low as possible, and did not dare to be too loud.

After following Job Brie around, I don't know how long, after passing through a luxurious garden, everyone finally entered a palatial palace one after another.

This place is completely different from the outside, and there is a peaceful atmosphere inside.

The aroma of the wine is mixed with the aroma of all kinds of delicacies, and the sound of musical instruments is pleasant, but not noisy.

The most important thing is that when people walk into this palace, a very comfortable warmth also comes, which makes the nobles and legionnaires who were originally a little stiff can't help but want to stretch their bodies.

Dylan stood at the door, looking around, and saw that the palace was already full of all kinds of food and wine.

The brilliant lights here make the palace, which was originally dominated by gold, look even more bright and gorgeous.

Looking up, I saw that on the ceiling of more than 20 meters above my head, there were many lifelike portraits carved, including angels, gods, and various rare beasts.

On the walls on both sides of the palace, there are also more than a dozen boxes, divided into upper and lower floors. In each box, there stood two dignified palace servants.

Obviously, these boxes were intended for nobles or ministers of high enough status.

Looking ahead, in the center of the front of the palace, there is a stacked high platform with a long golden table on top of it, followed by a throne encrusted with precious stones.

That was obviously the seat of the new king, but the new king, who had just ascended the throne, had not yet arrived.

Just as the nobles were talking and laughing in a low voice, gradually recovering their relaxed mood, a loud voice sounded, echoing in this golden hall.

"His Majesty the King has arrived!"

Everyone hurriedly took off their hats and bowed their heads, facing the doorway behind the throne and saluted respectfully.

The sound of the musical instrument also disappeared at this moment.

In the entire hall, only a clear footstep could be heard.

As the footsteps slowly walked up to the stacked platform, a somewhat arrogant voice sounded: "Okay, let's all sit down according to their respective positions." ”

At this time, everyone dared to raise their heads and began to look for their seats.

Dylan subconsciously looked towards the throne, only to see that the new king was wearing a blue-purple rune spun robe, and the gold thread on the robe was embroidered under the light, emitting a brilliant light, and the crown above his head was intertwined.

It's just that the new king's sitting posture and demeanor are really a little flattering.

His face was full of anxiety and impatience, and he sat in an immodest posture, leaning on the throne, not at all like what a king should be.

Seeing this, Dylan couldn't help but frown.

He had heard before that the king, who had just ascended the throne, was the youngest brother of the old king, and also the one with the worst reputation, and he knew all day long that he was obsessed with beauty and had no interest in government affairs at all.

Before that, Dylan didn't take this opinion seriously, after all, it was very rude to secretly slander a king. But judging from the first impression at this time, Dylan had a preliminary judgment in his heart, and it seemed that the authenticity of the rumors was very high.

Dylan quickly found his place, but it was strange to him that his position was in a corner of the palace, far away from several of his comrades.

However, Dylan does not have any dissatisfaction with this, and Dylan has always not paid attention to these face-saving things.

Instead, Donald and Stephen asked the Chancellor of the Exchequer if he had made a mistake in assigning Dylan's place.

However, the reply received from Jobry was not wrong, and he arranged his seats according to the list provided by His Majesty.

After Dylan sat down, he looked towards the boxes on both sides of the palace and found that the people sitting in them were all famous nobles in the empire.

Of the five dukes, three came today, the archbishop did not attend, and Angela, who was seriously wounded, did not attend.

The rest who are eligible to sit in the box are basically marquises. It's just that Dylan found a familiar figure, it was Lothar, who was in charge of registering his exploits in the legion.

"How could he be qualified to sit in the box?" said Dylan, surprised.

"Ahem, ahem!" At this time, the new king who sat on the throne, Clat, coughed a few times and said, "The feast begins now!"

With an order, vocal music rang out, and the much-anticipated triumphal banquet finally kicked off.