It's another sunset, and as the workers who decorate the streets leave, the whole street is decorated with white. There are few people on the streets, and the dim sunset sprinkles on the white decorations, giving rise to a sense of gloom and loneliness for no reason.

Since Angelo returned to Yesel, ordering someone to arrange for Yesel to welcome Advent Day was his second royal decree, and I really don't know why he was still in the mood to do this at this juncture.

"It is said that Duke Wajidi admitted to it."

Mo Ning was still holding the watermelon, surrounded by a few melon-eating people.

"Admit it?"

Hussein was most surprised, and his hand stroking his beard paused for a moment.

"Was he arrested?"

Mo Ning shook his head slowly.

"He just admitted that the man was his guest, and he didn't know anything else."

Several old men burst out laughing.

"I thought he would admit it."

"Even if everyone thinks he did it, does Angelo dare to take the knife on Wajidi? Aside from Apollion, he had the most people in his hands, and Angelo didn't have time to woo him. ”

"Wooing? Angelo's posture looked like he wanted to win over people, he wished that Jessel would mess up and wait until the Northern Expeditionary Army came back in a few days to clean up the mess. ”

Hussein muttered.

"His people can't come back."

Jadel muttered.

"Have you forgotten how Angelo and the Golden Army came back?"

"You mean the teleportation array?"

Chaborent shook his head, "Angelo won't have that chance again, if there's anything going on in the city, all of Jessel will know." ”

"Is that what he just watched?"

After asking this sentence, Hussein shook his head again and again, and everyone thought the same as him.

Angelo was in decline, but no one dared to deny his mastery of strategy, otherwise the Venadas would not have won that battle. Although the crowd of Yesel did not know the specifics of that battle, Angelo certainly played a role in turning the tide.

Perhaps this is Angelo's plan, and he wants to create a sense of panic and make the fly camp dogs in the city unable to attack.

But alas, he couldn't wait for that day.

The sun had completely sunset over the walls, the barracks had been lit, and several of Oreo's cronies, as well as the Gerus couple, and even a few nobles who had defected had been invited, as if he wanted to use the dinner to inform the whole of Essel

- He, Oreo Pravor is about to take back his stuff.

Angelil was dressed in a long-sleeved plain palace dress, and her whole body and blonde hair were shrouded in the lights, like a delicate porcelain doll.

She pinned the brooch on Oreo's chest, then patted him on the shoulder, and then said contentedly.

"That's it."

"Hmm."

Oreo replied, he was wearing a Tutan robe today, but his shoulders were empty.

Seeing him pick up his cane naturally, Angelil asked, tilting her head.

"Do you really want to take that thing?"

Oreo thought about it for a moment, and finally held his cane in the palm of his hand, and walked towards the gate step by step, in front of which there were all kinds of carriages parked, some of whom even came in the afternoon.

The host of the dinner party finally appeared at the door, the guests in the carriage opened the curtains one after another, and the courteous gentlemen with their beautiful women soon lined up in front of the door.

"His Highness Plavor."

There were bold people chanting this title, but Oreo did not object, he shook hands with the nobleman, who had been a friend of his father's friend, but appeared a little late, so Oreo would never trust him.

His female companion was already gray-haired, and the old woman put her arms around Angelyl excitedly, and her mouth was full of words.

"What a beautiful little girl, and what a match for His Highness Pravor."

Angelil hugged back, and the two exchanged a closet salute.

Everyone present thought that she was the female companion of His Highness Pravor, and she did not deny it, after all, His Highness Pravor needed the most dazzling female companion, and she happened to be able to take on the role.

There were more and more people, and no matter how much they decorated, the reception room in the barracks was not as splendid as your mansion, but everyone seemed to be unaware of this, and the atmosphere in the room soon became lively.

"His Highness Plavor."

Gerus and Filia arrived late, the latter was wearing a loose dress, and the whole person was visibly swollen, but there was a faint smile between the corners of the eyebrows.

Oreo shook hands with Gerus and then hugged Filia, who seemed to want to say something to him, but ultimately said nothing, leaving only a meaningful look.

"It's almost there."

Angelil glanced at the guest list, there were twice as many people as expected, and there didn't seem to be enough chairs in the hall, but this did not disturb everyone's interest in the slightest, and everyone was eagerly talking to everyone around them, like a long-time underground revolutionary party meeting a like-minded fighter.

Oreo glanced down the hall, then turned slowly.

He had barely taken two steps forward when a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Young Master."

The expected joy did not appear, Oreo just glanced at the silver-haired manservant and continued to walk forward, and the crowd naturally parted ways, watching Oreo walk up the second floor.

He looked around at the crowd, and they all looked at him expectantly, as if the courtiers were meeting the king.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Jessel is everyone's Jessel, but there seems to be a big problem with Jessel right now, and this problem is inseparable from everyone in this room."

These people thought that Oreo would have a warm greeting with everyone, so as to unite and sublimate the revolutionary friendship of everyone, but his opening remarks may have been a little different, and many people had a confused look in their eyes.

Oreo continued.

"I know why people are here, some of them are out of necessity, but more people want to carve up the cake of the Venada Empire, and I happen to have the opportunity to be the hand that divides the cake, and I don't see this thing as an honor."

He paused, a cold light in his eyes.

"This is an opportunity for me, a great opportunity to solve the problems that the whole of Yesel is facing, and I need your help in the process, but after this process I will carry out a drastic reform of Yesel, and your current reputation and status may no longer exist, but it is possible to go further in the new rules."

Whispers slowly rang out, and everyone exchanged glances with each other, not knowing what the situation would be like before they came.

Some of the wise speculated that it was a test, and they stared at Oreo with a wistful gaze.

Oreo pointed to the man with the most determined gaze.

"Cuarón, beat him to death."

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth froze, and the crowd below also boiled, but they all kept their voices within a reasonable range.

Cuarón pushed the crowd away, grabbed the man's head, and threw a punch down.

When Caron raised his hand, a brilliant white light erupted from that person's body, he was actually a fourth-order Devinada Steel Spirit!

He roared and swung his fist, but the roar and the punch were two completely unrelated movements, his head being cracked by a punch from Cuarón, followed by another punch from Cuarón, which smashed deep into the steel spirit's head, sparking the already-to-be loyalty module.

Without the Loyalty Module, that fluttering fist was even less significant, and Caron grabbed his arm and disappeared into the room in an instant.

Seeing the crowd silent, Oreo said with hindsight.

"Oh, so he's a steel spirit, I thought he was just using a Navoli conch."

This sentence dispelled the idea of many people passing on the message, Oreo raised his voice and said.

"The theme of today's feast is to celebrate Advent the day after tomorrow, and I hope everyone has a good time.

By the way, there is another meeting at 8 o'clock in the evening, so please attend on time if you have received an invitation or are interested in participating. ”

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