Chapter 130: The Feast
A week later, "Medivan" returned, but Garona, the orc, was not with him.
It seems that she has been left in Stormwind by Medivan, and may have become friends with King Ryan-Wryon by now.
But Carlin didn't care about that.
"Medivan" landed from the roof of Karazhan, just as he expected...... He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
……
Moros and Cook have been very busy these days...... They're greeting that feast!
Moros took a thick broom and cleaned the entire downstairs floor of Karazhan...... Although Carlin felt that the place after sweeping was more messy than before sweeping.
As for Cook, her kitchen is already full of ingredients; She seemed very happy that she would be the master of the banquet.
Carlin kept an eye on the dynamics in the tower, and he had already made some preparations; This includes writing a letter to Kel'thugad and Khadgar in Stormwind while Medivan is away, using code words, but they should know what they mean.
Atumen had arrived at Karazhan, the swagger of the horseman, completely unsuspected...... Because Moros and Cook gave him a very high retainer fee, much higher than the average client.
He brought all his horses and stables, and Moros roughly arranged the first floor of Karazan into a stable, where they were placed!
In addition, Moros also invited an opera troupe from Lakeside Town, and the entire opera troupe was almost thirty people...... They will perform several shows for visiting nobles in the opera troupe on the fourth floor of Karazhin.
There are three programs they mainly rehearse, all of which are carefully selected by Moros,
Guests, the last ......
A lot of nobles...... The nobles from the Dawn Forest, the nobles from the Red Ridge Mountains, and of course, the nobles from the Elwyn Forest and Stormwind!
Carlin believed that the nobles must have been more and more excited when they received the invitation from "Medivan".
These nobles were followed by their bodyguards, handmaidens, and even mistresses......
For the first time, the tower of the Astral Mage suddenly accommodated so many people, and Carlin was a little unaccustomed to it, let alone Moros and Cook.
"Maybe this banquet was a mistake!" During a meeting with Moros on the stairs, he heard the old butler say this.
"yes, maybe it's a mistake......" Carlin sighed helplessly.
……
Before the banquet began, the nobles gathered in the hall to watch the opera troupe perform.
This time it's a story called "Little Red Riding Hood...... To be honest, Moros has a really bad taste and chose such a fairy tale that is completely for children......
But the response seems to be good?
"It's so touching!" Countess Dorohi wiped tears from her eyes when Little Red Riding Hood was rescued by the hunters.
"I swear I've never seen such a wonderful opera in my life!" It was Duke Christine who spoke.
"The generosity of the Astral Mage is truly amazing!" Duke Robin shouted.
They all deliberately made their voices loud, as if they wanted the astral mages in the study upstairs to hear them.
It's a pity that "Medivan" never appeared, and although the nobles were a little frustrated, no one dared to express their dissatisfaction.
After all, he was the most powerful mage in the world, and it was already a great honor to be invited by him, so why bother to be received by him.
Cook had already served a large plate of wine, and her chubby body seemed to struggle to move through the crowd, and the nobles made way for her......
A baron named "Love" gracefully took a glass of wine: "Thank you for the gift, beautiful lady......"
As he spoke, Baron Love took a few steps back, only to be trampled on by one of his maids.
This maid looks a little ...... Well, busty...... Baron Love said viciously, "Be careful, you stupid fat woman! ”
Cook couldn't help but turn around, and Baron Love hurriedly looked flattering: "I'm sorry, ma'am...... I'm just blaming my servant for accidentally disturbing you......"
……
Moros was at the door on the first floor, ready to receive the nobles who had not yet arrived.
And Carlin stayed here too.
I saw Mafu Atumen arrive in a carriage and drop off a few guests......
"This should be the last batch!" Atumen shouted.
"Thank you!" Moros said casually.
"It's not hard, it's not hard...... It's my pleasure to serve the Astral Mage! Atumen hurriedly shouted.
"Mr. Carlin......" A delicate voice suddenly sounded from behind Carlin.
I saw a petite aristocratic girl walking over with a glass of wine in her hand.
"Miss Koira!" Carlin remembered that this aristocratic girl had a relationship with her in Stormwind.
Kouira approached Carlin very kindly, and the wine was handed to Carlin's lips, and he said like a coquettish, "Mr. Carlin, have a drink with me......"
There seems to be a kiss mark on the wine glass.
Carlin frowned and pushed her hand away, "Sorry, I don't drink!" ”
Looking at the girl with a little embarrassment on her face, he added: "Also, I hate the tone of your speech!" ”
Before Koira could move, another graceful lady had already walked briskly and pushed her aside.
"I knew it!" The lady put her hand on Carlin's shoulder and pressed her proud figure closely: "Mr. Carlin must like a sexy woman like me...... Let's have a wonderful evening together, Mr. Carlin? ”
Carlin also knows her, and she is also "Lady Katrina" who has a relationship in Stormwind!
"Get out!" He simply spat out a single word.
Looking at the two women who had fled, Moros sighed:
"How did the master invite such these people...... I would have asked him to invite Sir Lothar and them to the Tower......"
Carlin didn't speak, just shook his head slightly.
"I don't think these two ladies are very charming!" Atumen, who was on the side, said with a smile.
Suddenly, the groom paused, and his tone became a little strange: "But...... But compared to this goddess...... They...... They're nothing......"
Following the direction of the groom's eyes, Karin saw a woman walking towards Karazhan.
Flawless appearance...... With her blonde hair and silver hood......
Carlin is very familiar with this!
Because it's almost exactly the same as in the fantasy!
Moros, beside him, had already knelt on the ground.