"Is that the one he was talking about, the nobleman who 'sold' Odingenan to him?" Lilian couldn't help but whisper to Yulia beside her.

"You shouldn't be wrong, but he's telling the truth, Odingenam has really changed dramatically in the past few years under his management. If you calculate it carefully, the foreign population may have to catch up with the local natives, but in a few years they will also be Odingennans. Julia turned her head and whispered.

The three of them did not crowd in front of the baron like the other nobles present, but just stood casually in the back of the crowd, secretly observing the baron's every move through the overlapping figures.

"Now, please raise a glass to the future of Odingennam and all the nobles present!" Baron Pagaine was the first to raise the glass in his hand and finished his "epilogue" in a low voice. This also signaled the official start of the dinner.

"For Odingenan!"

"For Pagain!"

…… People toasted in agreement.

When it comes to dinner, most of the people present don't sit down at a table and eat it. Although the aroma of the various large and small utensils on the embroidered white cloth table is overflowing, and the food is exquisitely cooked, it is appetizing. There are countless types and varieties of specific dishes, but there is no doubt that the delicacies that will serve on their tables.

Dinner parties are not taboo to move around, after all, the main purpose is actually to allow people to have more opportunities to socialize, and even have a dance party after a not-so-long dinner. At that time, it was really a good opportunity for many nobles to get to know each other.

And the protagonist of this banquet is undoubtedly Baron Pagain, so at this time, there are already many noble squires around the baron who are greeting him, which can be regarded as a courtesy for the guests to thank the host in person after coming to the host's house. However, the person standing closest to the baron was probably the Baron Ravenhaus, judging by his dress and demeanor.

"Oran, why don't you also go and 'toast' a glass of wine for our master?" Lillian whispered beside him with her arm around Oran, naturally showing the appearance of a young couple. And the advantage of this is to prevent those "gentlemen" who are dressed up in oily faces to come and talk to them.

"I'm a little hungry, so let's get something to eat first. Well, the old hunter told me before that beauty and food are indispensable, not to mention that the baron is not a beauty, is he? Orlan didn't care about the young baron over there who was sought after by the stars, he just wanted to fill his stomach now. After all, no hunter goes hungry to hunt, does he?

"Oh, this is the rumored Miss Julia, the rose beauty at the foot of Mount Oran. To be honest, I was only interested in your alchemy, but I didn't expect to meet you, and then I realized that having the privilege of seeing you was my biggest gain tonight...... I'm Kanyes LaVit of La Mora. Out of nowhere, another young and handsome nobleman appeared and praised Yulia in a unique Lamora-flavored official dialect.

He knew each other very well, and he didn't want to kiss Yulia again, because the last guy who didn't know it almost became the laughing stock of the nobles and young people around him. But perhaps it is such a "cold rose" with a distinctive personality and outstanding appearance that makes more and more men around her pay more attention to her.

"Uh-huh, nice to meet you. Yuria, the alchemist of Odingnam. In the face of this nobleman who was polite and polite, and secondly, for the sake of his hard work and praise, Yulia stretched out her fingertips slightly and shook hands with the other party.

Then there was this Kanyes Lawitt, who talked about Julia and her alchemy, and mentioned that his family's property was a famous aristocratic perfumer in La Mora. It's no wonder that from afar you can smell the strong smell of men's perfume on this man's body, and hear his official words, which are jokingly called the smell of La Mora perfume.

After Yulia dealt with a few words, the other party seemed to have finally dispelled the idea of continuing, after all, it was also a nobleman's necessary cultivation to accept it when he saw it. And this "rejected" aristocratic talent did not look like the frustration of the previous "losers", but left like a victorious rooster with his head held high. Looking at the reactions of the people around him, he realized that maybe this Canyes Rawitt was the first person to shake Yulia's hand tonight, which is why he is so proud?

But this contest between aristocratic males seems to be on the rise, because a few more eager fellows may feel that their handsome beauty and family background are not inferior to others.

Yulia frowned, she didn't like these smells like flies...... Ahem, she dismissed the analogy, she didn't like these male hormones very much, as if it was as ridiculous as bulls in heat fighting each other for the right to make amends. Although these people in expensive and ornate dresses may appear to be much more gentle, aren't they all the same in nature?

Yulia saw that someone wanted to lean over and talk to her, and then she resolutely walked to Oran, who was "eating and drinking" at the table, and talked to Orlan and Lilian with great interest.

"Phew, I'm so fed up, how can you two still be in the mood to eat and drink here. Don't you think that you two are the most unusual people in this banquet, and you don't see that no one dares to come and talk to you. I tell you from the bottom of my heart that you have been snubbed by those nobles! Julia whispered this with a smile so that no one who was a little further away could even think of what she was talking about.

"Well, I'm ...... Not...... Whining. Lillian even took off her white silk gloves and stuffed her little mouth bulging with both hands, oh my! Is this still the Holy Lady dressed up by Yulia? (Obviously a foodie knight!) ）

“…… Talk well after eating! Yulia only felt that the eyes around her were even piercing, and she really didn't know if she had jumped into the fire pit when she came to "take refuge".

"I mean, Orlan said that if he wants to fight, he will talk about it after eating, and he also said that only beauty and food can not be disappointed, and I heard him make sense, I happened to be hungry for so long." The aristocratic ladylike manners that Lillian had learned before had been forgotten by her.

Think about it, if there is a real fight later, what kind of ladies and what etiquette, and what kind of nobles don't care about face. It's good not to scare those timid gentlemen into lying on the ground and shivering, Lillian thinks that she has figured it out, and there are no such mental constraints.

As for Oran, there was nothing to restrain him from beginning to end. What he has done so far is completely whether he wants to or not, whether he likes it or not.