Chapter Twenty-Three: The Beginning of the Banquet

At half past six, the gate of a large manor in the north of the city opened, and the people who had been waiting outside did not appear crowded, but rushed in according to the order of rank and status, and everyone's face was full of joyful smiles, no matter how deep the grievances usually were, they were smiling reservedly and reservedly here. Don't be surprised if you see two characters who have the revenge of killing their father and taking their wife drinking together, even if they are thinking about how to make each other doomed all the time, they will still maintain a friendly smile now, like friends who have been friends for many years.

"That's high society. Von Lantrin waited to enter, greeting the people around him. As a big man in the Inquisition, he basically knew everyone here, and even their life preferences and family genealogies could be memorized. Although the Operations Department was mainly in charge of hands-on operations, when the head of the Inquisition, the cardinal's cardinal, revealed that he would also be the deputy director, the archives of the Intelligence Department were basically under his control. More and more like a politician, and more and more emphasis on power. Thinking of what Austin said to him one day, von Lantrin just didn't care. I have fought for the Holy See for half my life, and I always have to think about myself.

And those people looked at Von Lantrin and walked over with a smile, some greeted him warmly, and even some members of the military department and the inquisition institute pretended to be intimate and hooked up with him, showing a kind of heroism and affection between soldiers.

Of course, many more carefully concealed their fear and disgust, and kept their distance from von Lantrin with warmth and politeness.

"Fuck high society. ”

Von Lantrin heard a familiar voice beside him, and his already stiff smile finally revealed a hint of truth. Turning around, Von Lantling couldn't help but nod when he saw Austin in a tuxedo.

The formal dress, shiny leather shoes, and the makeup on his face although he was extremely reluctant but still wore perfectly diluted the bloody aura that he had gathered all year round as an executive, and set off his upright posture. And the gold-wire glasses without lenses disguised him as a polite gentleman.

If he hadn't scolded his mother just now.

"You're dressed very well today. Von Lantlin smiled with satisfaction, "It seems that the butler I found for you is quite helpful to you." ”

"Sure enough, you know I can't handle such an occasion myself. Austin whispered, and his hairstyle was already a little messy when he finally squeezed over to find von Lantlin, and his delicate makeup didn't have much effect. For him, dealing with the people around him in such an occasion, especially the people around him mostly need him to look up to in normal times, makes him feel that dealing with wolves in the wilderness is more suitable for him.

Von Lantrin turned sideways and rubbed his cheeks, which were already smiling stiffly, relieved the sore muscles, and said to Austin: "Don't say much after you come in with me later, just nod and smile at people." I know your nature, don't get into trouble with people, and don't attract anyone's attention. ”

Austin nodded, with a hint of nervousness in his tone. "Why did ....... invite me to this banquet? ”

Von Lantrin said: "I specially requested that the entourage be replaced by you. ”

"Why?"

"Help you integrate into the circle you should have as soon as possible. Von Lantrin glanced at Austin meaningfully, "Your actions some time ago found the lair of the Quetzalcoatl Society near the royal capital, and it is said that the Quetzalcoatl Society's holy artifact, the Quetzalcoatl Staff, and the powerhouse of the seventh order, should be the lair of the Quetzalcoatl Society." Your actions have already been appreciated by the Cardinal's Office and the Papal Chamber, and I am afraid that it will not be long before you are under the orders of the Baron. ”

"Do you want me to be a baron? But I'm only going to kill people....." Austin muttered.

"You're a baron of strength, not an honorary baron, killing is something you should be able to do. But you have to remember that to be my successor, you have to know politics and how to get along with both the nobility and the commoners. ”

"But I just want to be your knife...... Like it says out there, be your vicious dog. ”

Feng Lantrin was slightly stunned, with a smile on his face that could not be concealed, and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this...... Come in with me, and you'll understand. ”

Austin nodded, resuming silence.

Following Von Lantrin into the manor, Austin learned what it meant to be a luxury in high society.

The manor house is the scene of an open-air feast, with ten long tables on the grass in the forecourt, the endless table, covered with white tablecloths, and the silver candlesticks are delicate and elegant, and when you look closely, there are sacred angels carved on them, radiating holy light in the candlelight.

There are all kinds of cold food on the long table, exquisite cake and pastry exude a charming aroma, all kinds of seafood are directly sealed in ice from the South Seas, maintaining the maximum freshness, Austin can identify a few ingredients, but one of the film prawns Austin once ate at Von Lantlin's house, it is said that one costs thirty gold coins, or a gift from others to Von Lantlin, but here the film prawns are placed at the bottom of each table, just the most common kind.

In addition, several towers are lit up in a variety of colours, and trays of champagne are placed on top of the tables by suited waiters to quench their thirst. Austin glanced at the dress and felt that the dress on the waiter was much more expensive than the one on his.

"Over there are the young men of the royal family, over there are the children of the Iron Blooded Grand Duke's family, over there are people sent by the Holy See to congratulate, and also a cardinal, but he has not entered the cardinal's office, but he is also a high-ranking figure, and over there is the Foreign Secretary Hill, although he is a cardinal, but he has always been attached to the royal family, and over there is ......"

Von Lantlin led Austin inside, greeting acquaintances and introducing Austin to representatives of all parties. However, because of the infamy of the Inquisition's Operations Department, if von Lantrin did not take the initiative to talk to people, basically no one would want to talk to them.

Austin followed Von Lantlin and finally realized how stiff his facial muscles were when he first met Von Lantlin. But now, Austin's eyes no longer have the bloody spirit of the executive officer of the Inquisition, only a deep helplessness and exhaustion. Finally, Austin understood why von Lantlin had gradually become more peaceful and sleek in the past few years, and as his power expanded, more and more such occasions also polished his edge.