Along the clean cobblestone avenue, elaborate carriages whipped by the sound of wheels and horses' hooves, and stopped like flying fish at the Silver Hall, the residence of the Bellini family, one of the richest families in all of Eberden. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning of the lanterns, the visiting guests stepped out of the carriage in their well-dressed clothes, lined up in a silent line outside the garden, and handed the prepared invitations to the guards guarding outside.

The guests who visited were definitely little people - nobles of the Free Council of Ebolden, patriarchs and mentors of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, representatives of the Holy Cross Church...... Half of the Ebolden gatekeepers and magnates are gathered here.

Of course, they didn't just come to the feast, just as the Bellini family didn't celebrate the Midsummer Festival when they hosted the dinner. It will be a historic moment, and they are all witnesses.

And I am no different from them, just with bad intentions.

Standing outside the gate, Loren looked out over the golden mansion - behind the lush gardens was a three-story building, the silver dome still dazzling in the night.

You must know that this is already the essence of Ebolden, and to have such a palace in such a place is not only a daunting financial power, but also a symbol of power and strength.

Dressed in a red and black dress, Loren held the "Heart of the Tree" in his right hand, the caster hid it in the pocket on the inside of his robe, and the well-made "Bright Silver" hung on his right waist as an ornament - even for a banquet, he had to be fully armed to rest assured.

"Do you have any plans?" Asriel's voice over his shoulder floated through Loren's mind, "You have an invitation now, you can go in openly, and what's next—just snatch the potion recipe and run away?"

"It's not impossible. With his right hand behind his back, the black-haired wizard kept looking at the garden inside the gate, and as far as the eye could see, he could see heavily armed guards patrolling almost everywhere, no less than twenty on the periphery alone, and there must be many more inside:

"It seems to be very difficult to break through, and it seems that the Bellini family has learned a lesson. ”

Lut Infinit, who had "fooled" himself into coming here, once said that he and the Night's Watch at Eboden had attempted to break into the Silver Hall of the Bellini family, only to suffer heavy casualties and only grab a vial of the test specimen. It seems that the Bellini family has strengthened their defenses since then.

Even if he was confident in himself, Loren didn't think he could be lucky—not to mention that there were so many guests tonight, many of whom were skilled wizards and skilled knights...... That is to send to death.

"And what are you going to do?" the boy's voice was full of confusion, and he didn't forget to quip, "Say two kind words and ask them to give it to you?"

"I'm more willing to be improvised. Loren smiled slightly, his black pupils looking at another carriage parked outside the door, and a petite figure was walking towards him.

The "interesting" black feather eagle took the initiative to fly away from his shoulder, and landed steadily on the eaves of the gate of the silver hall, his scarlet eyes looked around, and if he didn't pay attention, it would be no different from a summer crow.

"It's been so early, Lord Ain Rand. ”

Ariel Corona, who had also spotted him, smiled at Loren. Unlike when they met at the theater before, the girl changed into a black and silver-rimmed dress similar to Loren's, draped in gray and white long ties on the top of her head, a delicate agate stone necklace around her neck, and the sapphire brooch on her chest still dazzling in the night.

At this moment, Ariel is no longer the sick and weak girl that Loren knows, but Miss Corona, who is as noble as a princess.

As for the only place that has not changed, Loren, who lowered his eyes slightly, "inadvertently" glimpsed the corner of the girl's skirt, as well as the bare soles of the feet that emerged from below.

Is it for a special reason, or is it just a fetish?

"Sorry to keep you waiting. The girl stepped forward and took the initiative to stretch out her right hand: "If there is any rudeness, I hope you are not angry with me." ”

Of course, Loren could hear what she meant—not that she was late, but that she had to accompany her to the Midsummer feast.

"You're welcome, it's my pleasure. Holding the delicate little hand, the smiling black-haired wizard and the girl walked side by side towards the door of the Silver Hall. The guard who took the invitation heard that it was the eldest lady of the Corona family, and he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to search his body, and directly let the two of them go.

The moment he passed the gate, Loren looked up and smiled at the black-feathered eagle at the top of the eaves, and a certain "boy" who noticed it was also staring at him, flapping his wings lazily and saying goodbye to him.

"What are you looking at?" the girl beside her suddenly asked, her steps extremely gentle.

"It's nothing, it's just a crow. Loren immediately changed the subject: "It's almost time for you to tell me, why do you have to accompany you to this banquet?"

"You're so anxious. Ariel's bloodless lips curled slightly, "Did anyone say that about you?"

"More than once, and more than one. The black-haired wizard looked straight ahead, his gaze constantly sweeping around, trying to remember the surroundings and the number of guards around: "But I still want to know." ”

"If I told you that I wanted Aalto Bellini's alchemical potion recipe, would you believe me?"

Ariel suddenly spoke, but she didn't see the slightest ripple on Loren's face, and she was calm and even a little abnormal: "Then how are you going to get that potion formula?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, but either way, I'll need your help. The girl smiled cutely: "If all goes well, the recipe will be yours." ”

The black-haired wizard didn't answer, but still looked around, like a real guest at a banquet, strolling through the garden with his female companion.

"Kiddingly, Ariel's goal isn't a potion - what Ariel wants is much more precious and harder to get her hands on than a recipe. ”

The girl's smile suddenly relaxed: "So tonight I just came to confirm whether that thing is in the hands of the Bellini family, and even if it really exists, there is no need to force it." ”

“...... I guess you're not going to tell me what that stuff is, are you?"

"Since you all know, why ask?" the thin and delicate body hugged Loren's left arm, and the girl exhaled softly on tiptoe in Loren's ear:

"But if Lord Loren wants to get the formula for the alchemy potion, Ariel will definitely help. ”

"You misunderstood, my only mission tonight is to accompany you through the whole feast. Loren, whose face did not change, replied in a low voice: "As for other things, it is ...... at all."

The black-haired wizard who had broken off his words was stunned for a moment, and looked at the side of the garden with a slight frown, where an extremely familiar figure was standing, serving several young nobles around him.

He was obviously wearing makeup, and he was dressed up in disguise, and he looked no different from the other waiters here, but he was tall and short, and his eye sockets and face shape were not deceiving.

Peter Fasa, he's absolutely right.

At the same time, as if feeling the sight behind him, the "waiter" inadvertently turned around and looked at Loren, and the picture was frozen at this moment.

In an instant, the expression of the "waiter" changed suddenly, and his eyes immediately showed fear, and he immediately avoided the gaze of the black-haired wizard, and fled the garden in a panic without looking back.

What the hell is going on? For a moment, Loren fell into thought, even if he pretended to be a waiter and wanted to blend in here, he would not be afraid to be like this when he saw himself.

Or is he not looking at himself, but at a gaze behind him?!

Thinking of this, Loren even suddenly felt a little more frightened in his heart, and he didn't dare to look back.

"What are you doing?" the girl holding her arms suddenly said, "Did you see a friend you knew?"

“...... It's nothing, I guess I was mistaken. Shaking his head, Loren, who pretended to be relaxed, smiled, as if nothing had happened: "Let's hurry in, it's been a long delay." ”

It seems that this Midsummer Festival banquet is more interesting than I imagined!