Time is ticking......

It was when Zhenni was in the manor, discussing with a group of her close friends how to complete the transformation of the artifact as soon as possible, so that she could have enough strength to resist those extremely terrifying world crises in the future.

At this juncture, all sorts of things are happening inadvertently.

Every person, every moment, every moment, every thing they do, all come together to form a complete world.

Even if the end of the world is approaching, the world itself is still moving, and he will not be suspended by the will of some people. On the contrary, it is like a surging river, which is changing every moment, or finally flowing towards the anchored future...

Somewhere in this huge royal city, it was a large hall, with colorful glass, melodious banquet songs, burning pillar-like lights, countless delicacies, and arrogant figures coming and going like assembly lines.

No matter from which point of view, it undoubtedly shows the grandeur, luxury, and connotation of this hall.

Almost every man, male or female, has a splendid headdress, extravagant treasures, and spotless shoes.

Wearing on the body is a layer of silk, each layer of silk that needs tens of thousands of gold coins to buy, and the gorgeous clothes designed by famous artists.

And on their chests, sleeves, necklines, and tiaras, there are also magnificent and beautiful coats of arms full of countless metaphors.

These are cumbersome heraldic patterns that symbolize the evolution of a noble family for thousands of years, and every trace of them is the honor of the ancestors, and has irreplaceable meaning in the eyes of any nobleman.

This is a symbol of their ancestral bloodline, this is the proof of the honor of their ancestors, and this makes them now in power, the cornerstone of the pinnacle of power on the continent!

They have to hang these honors on their bodies anytime and anywhere, so that countless lowly and humble poor slaves can see it very clearly, as if they are a peacock with teeth and claws, showing their nobility and beauty at any time, and then honestly kneeling at their feet, making cattle and horses with peace of mind, and then their children and grandchildren are endless......

In fact, for thousands of years, the human aristocracy has forcibly elevated themselves through this extremely complicated, complex, ornate stripes, and various actions of unknown meaning, pretending to be the blood of their ancestors, to give themselves all kinds of dignity that is different from others, so that they can be completely separated from the poor, untouchables, and slaves at the bottom of human society, and even completely cut into two completely different species.

Like God and man, it cannot be overtrogressed, much less touched!

The secret of the aristocracy, which can be passed down from generation to generation as the ruling class, is undoubtedly fully manifested at this moment, as clear as a textbook perfection.

There is no doubt that this is a banquet.

It is also an extremely high-end and noble, and its specifications far exceed the aristocratic banquet imagined by most people in this world!

I saw a man about thirty years old, with his hair neatly groomed and his beard trimmed just right, walking up and down the banquet hall.

He smiled reservedly, ornate ribbons stretched over his shoulders, and ornate ornaments clanged on his body.

At this moment, this person is like a butterfly in flowers, wandering around all kinds of people in the banquet, and every time he speaks, he can always make those people laugh, as if in him, there are never-ending topics and jokes.

They joked with each other and whispered something to each other, like each other's best friends, and they wouldn't hide anything from each other.

At this moment, suddenly the cacophony of countless laughter dimmed in this splendid and extravagant banquet.

Immediately afterward, from the door of the former banquet hall, there began to be exclamations and whispers, and as time passed, they slowly passed to the center of the banquet hall.

"Who...... Who's coming? "All those who have a little bit of order dare not do this again, and there is no superfluous action in the environment, not even a few more words, lest they bring great disaster to themselves if they are not careful.

But soon they got the answer.

Suddenly I looked up and saw a figure, walking slowly from the entrance of the banquet, a few people were secretly exclaiming, and vaguely could hear the words "Duke", "Grand Duke" and so on, obviously having seen the identity of the person.

He was very young, looking to be in his twenties, with shoulder-length black hair, a slender figure, pale and clean skin, and a sapphire ring with intricate patterns on his slender fingers.

The long dark blue coat with many breasts was decorated with many fine gold ornaments and broken stones, and there was a shirring around the waist, and it was decorated with black patterns.

No matter who they were, no matter what they were doing, in the face of this man who came and felt his invisible aura, they did not hesitate to get up and give in, making way for him to make way for a more obvious way.

And the man who was chatting and joking with a red-faced, spring-like lady also looked back, and suddenly seemed to see his most loyal friend. Immediately squeezed forward with a face full of surprise, gently held up the person's right hand and hugged it, and then bowed his head very respectfully.

"Oh good day, Duke Ancius, welcome! May the gods give you the most honorable glory! ”

"Oh? It's Sir Michira. Good day, and may the gods grant you wealth. ”

Under the blue-black velvet top hat is the sight that is as clear as a deep blue crystal.

Grand Duke Ancius's gaze seemed to circle Michira's body, and the next moment, the Duke of Ancius, as everyone had spoken, gave the same respect to the man who held up his sleeves.

Although both in terms of power and status, there is a world of difference between the two people in the banquet hall. But as the Duke of the Kingdom, Ancius naturally knew who the person who held this banquet really was.

Nominally, this banquet was organized by the same Sir Michira, but anyone with a little brain would know that it was possible to bring together most of the great nobles of the royal city, and to get a response from all the nobles, and they all came here honestly.

In any case, it is impossible for this lowly "jazz" guy in the aristocratic class to do it!