In the large bedroom, Al let the maids toss around, wearing a black aristocratic dress.

The sumptuous gown is delicately embroidered, and the dark gold gorse emblem proclaims its presence. The black dress reflected Al's fair skin, a pair of purple eyes, swept coldly, and the aura of the superior was awe-inspiring. Looking at the maids who served him around him, her heart was beating darkly, and Polly was even more bold, rubbing Al on her from time to time.

After the dress was dressed, Al dispersed the maids, leaving Polly alone to pour tea and water.

After a long time, after Polly hesitated for the third time to persuade Al to be too late, the door to the bedroom was opened.

Little Freeman walked in, still with the same standard impeccable greeting etiquette, "Little master, the information you want has been obtained." With that, he handed a piece of paper to Al.

Al, who was sitting on the desk, did not speak, but hurriedly took out the envelope and looked at it, thanking little Freeman who was waiting beside him as he looked.

Polly, who was standing on the side, finally couldn't help but speak: "Little master, the banquet will start soon." At this time, little Freeman, who was standing beside him, also opened his mouth to persuade.

"Okay, let's go now". Al thought about the information in the envelope as he got up and walked towards the banquet hall.

Si River City, which means a city built on the banks of many rivers, belongs to the same kingdom as the Golden Finse. There are more than 100 villages and more than a dozen towns under its jurisdiction, there are about 20 first-order professionals, and there is currently one second-order silver powerhouse, Raphael, who belongs to the Beit family.

Distribution of power in the city: the Hannar family, the Bait family, other minor nobles, and the tripartite forces.

A hundred years ago, the Hannar family, which was originally the dominant family, suffered heavy losses due to unknown reasons, which led to a sharp decline in power since then.

Fifteen years ago, the last silver powerhouse of the Hannal family died, and there is still no new silver powerhouse in the family, and there are now eight first-order professionals in the family.

The Beit Family: There is one second-order silver warrior in Raphael, four first-order professionals, territories, twenty villages, and three small towns.

Al thought back to the information in the information in his mind, thinking about it.

In this way, it makes sense. The Hannal family, which was originally the dominant family in She River, had a conflict with the new Raphael family. This kind of struggle to monopolize a city, cruel and dangerous, ended with the complete death of one side.

The current Hannar family is obviously unable to defeat the Raphael family, who have a silver powerhouse.

In this way, it makes sense for the lord of Rand to come to find foreign help. Just ask the surrounding area, besides Plantagenet, which city can suppress the Raphael family.

Then, it is reasonable for him to be engaged to the daughter of the lord of the city of Rand, and when the time comes, it will be logical to annex Sihe City in the name of his in-laws.

Thinking of this, Al suddenly realized.

As for the reaction of the other forces in River City, their reaction was irrelevant from the moment his father decided to ally with the Hannar family. Without him, the two sides are not at the same level at all, and the strength of Goldfinch City crushes them in all directions. Even if the current Hannar family repents, it doesn't matter, all Goldfinch needs is an excuse.

In a hurry, Al finally arrived at the door of the banquet hall a moment before the banquet began. The male attendants standing on either side of the doorway bowed their heads and respectfully opened the door to the banquet hall for Al.

"Boom", a wave of noise, noise, conversation, the clashing of wine glasses, a rush of brains into Al's ears. After squinting his eyes and straightening his clothes, Al calmly walked into the banquet hall.

After entering the hall, Al quickly looked around, and the most eye-catching thing was his father, Viscount Will, standing in the center of the hall, with the stars holding the moon, accompanied by a woman with a dignified face and noble manners. This must be the second-order silver mage, Al thought to himself.

Al grabbed a glass of wine and walked like his father, continuing to look around. Over there, the burly, loud-talking old Barton was accompanied by a somewhat chubby middle-aged man, with the status of the old Barton, that man should be the lord of Rand City, one of the protagonists of this banquet.

As for his cousin Chrissy, she was chatting happily with a group of aristocratic ladies at this time, perhaps sensing Al's gaze, her eyes looked towards Al charmingly, and her little pink tongue deliberately licked her mouth, causing a woman wearing a dark blue dress with a cold face to look at El suspiciously.

Al turned his head a little helplessly and pretended to look at others, nodding to the nobleman who greeted him with his avatar, and at the same time muttered to himself, "A little goblin, it's not easy to serve."

Most of the nobles present were human spirits, and Al had noticed him as early as he first entered the hall.

Anyway, Al is so conspicuous that it's hard not to notice. With fair skin, wearing the iconic emblem dress of the Plantagenet family, the purple eyes are eye-catching, and the whole person looks noble and mysterious.

With Al's arrival, the banquet seemed to be more lively, and the conversation seemed to be a degree louder.

The nobles in the realm looked coldly at the future heir of Plantagenet, analyzing his every move. Some aristocratic family members looked at him eagerly, as the future heir of the Plantagenet family, if he could leave a good impression in Al's heart, tsk, the family will take off just around the corner.

In the eyes of all races, Al calmly came to the Viscount.

Seeing that Al walked calmly and behaved calmly, the Viscount showed a satisfied smile and introduced to Al, "Al, come and meet your teacher, Teacher Winnie."

Winnie, who was dressed in a light blue mage robe, turned her head and looked at her future student with a smile, she was naturally satisfied with this student with good looks and elegant manners. I just don't know how the talent is, you must know that the mage is one in a thousand talents, if there is no talent, even if he is the son of the city lord, she will not accept him as an apprentice, at most give him a named disciple, this is the pride of the mage.

Hearing his father's words, Al hurriedly saluted Winnie and said, "Hello Winnie."

"Hello", a soft female voice came from Winnie's mouth.

After greeting each other, Al took the time to look at his teacher. Dressed in a light blue water-based mage robe, Teacher Winnie's figure was completely covered. But through the fluctuations of the wide mage robe on his chest, it is completely conceivable that the waves inside are turbulent. The gentle face, solemn temperament, and slender legs added a lot of points to her. This is a beauty as gentle as water, Al thought to himself.

After a brief exchange, Al took the time to sit down in a small corner with no one with his father's permission.