Due to the different speed of time, a sleep can basically span two days, and after arranging the divine punishment witch for the next day, Roland took the three of them to drive to the Crown Hotel, the venue for the banquet in the city center.

"Your Majesty, can you really eat anything you want there?" Tong En poked his head out of the back seat, his eyes shining.

"Of course, in fact, it is no different from the banquet held by the nobles, and in the era of the Federation, you should have attended such a banquet without it, right?"

"But those feasts are not something that can be eaten freely. ”

"Can't you?" Roland asked, curious.

"Yes," San Milan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, nodded, "The people who can be invited to the banquet are all people with heads and faces, and more important than eating is to connect with feelings." No one wants to talk to someone with a greasy mouth, and whoever lets go of their stomach to eat will only invite shame. If the banquet is long, most people will choose to eat a meal before going to the banquet. She swallowed at this point, "If such an act will damage His Majesty's face, we can bear it completely." ”

Roland glanced at the three of them from the rearview mirror and looked secretly looking forward to it, and couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry, when did I talk not count? This is not the Federation, nor is it the Gray Castle Royal Capital, the role we play is ordinary people, as long as we don't disturb others, we can eat as much as we want." ”

"That'...... Can I sneak some food back?" Duo Duo said excitedly, "There are many sisters who also want to experience the banquet level of this world. ”

"Just don't be discovered. He said disapprerovingly, "When the time comes, you follow me, don't stay too far away from me, and if you encounter someone talking to you, treat it as if you didn't hear it, and I'll deal with it." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" said the three witches in unison.

Almost half an hour later, the group arrived at their destination.

As soon as he entered the door, Roland felt the difference. Parking around the forecourt of the hotel, there were almost all luxury cars, at least million-level, and the cleanly maintained cars were as bright as mirrors, compared to the van he drove was quite eye-catching.

Despite the high income of the Demon Raider, he is still several orders of magnitude worse than the real capitalists, and in the spirit of not attracting attention, the van he bought is only an ordinary brand, and it will not be looked at anywhere. Here, however, he became one of the most conspicuous.

"Sir, the hotel does not accept outsiders today, do you have an invitation?" parked the car at the door, and the greeter quickly walked up.

Roland pulled out the card Garcia had given him and shook it.

"Welcome to the Crown Hotel, the venue is located on the top floor and there is a special reception in the lobby. The other party then smiled warmly, "Please let me park for you." ”

In the end, it is the benchmark of the city's star hotels, Roland secretly sighed, no matter what these people think in their hearts, they are still polite on the surface.

Walking into the resplendent lobby with the witches, the reaction of the three of them was much more indifferent than he expected. Probably the spacious and bright buildings were not uncommon in the Taqira era, after all, the glowing magic stones were once all over the upper floors of the witch empire, such as the crystal chandelier that was worth a lot of money at first glance, and the palace where the three seats were located was probably just an ordinary thing.

The thought that this opulent decoration was no match for them was a few pieces of cream cake made Roland feel a little amused. However, the appearance of witches instantly attracted the attention of several people, and it seemed that no matter what world they were in, their appearance was enough to become the focus of everyone's attention.

After that, the inspection was more detailed, and the receptionist scanned the card and reported two more sentences on the walkie-talkie, and then handed the invitation card back to him, "Mr. Roland, sorry for keeping you waiting." Excuse me, these three ladies are your ......"

"Cousin. Roland shrugged, "Garcia told me that you can bring relatives here. ”

"I see, please follow me. ”

The receptionist put the three of them into the elevator, pressed the button on the top floor, and then stroked his chest outside the door and saluted, "Have a good night." ”

After a period of closed driving, the elevator suddenly lit up, only to see the wall that was still surrounding them suddenly disappear under their feet, and the afterglow of the sinking sunset shone into the elevator, and at the same time, there were high-rise cities in the eyes. The buildings form an uninterrupted horizon line with each other, and even if you look at the end of the view, there are still rows of "walls of buildings".

It was only then that the witches let out a low exclamation.

"Even if the three holy cities are combined, they are not as big as this one," Tong En said in a low voice, "No matter how many times you look at it, it is hard to imagine that a mortal without magic can create all this. ”

"The miracle building you want to build also has a commemorative meaning in it, right?" said Saint-Milan, looking at Roland.

He smiled noncommittally. Although he didn't tell anyone about his history except Anna, it had become the consensus of the Tachira Witches that he came from a place like the dream world, otherwise there was no way to explain why he was so familiar with this uncanny world.

After reaching the top floor, a huge circular ballroom appeared in front of the four people.

In addition to the ground, its walls and dome are almost entirely made of glass curtain walls, and the view is extremely wide, and standing on the wall can see most of the city, quite a view of the mountains. Being able to hold a banquet in such a place shows the strength of the Shamrock Group.

Tables in the hall were already filled with all sorts of food, from cold cuts to pastries, fruit and champagne towers, and the guests gathered in groups of hundreds, apparently not only martial artists, but also business and political figures.

With such a high-level banquet, he must have felt extremely restrained before, but now Roland has long been accustomed to it, and after entering the hall, he led the witches straight to the theme of the table in the back row.

"Wow...... This fillet is so tender that it feels like it melts in your mouth. ”

"Is this really a grape?ah, I haven't felt this sweetness in a long time......

"Don't talk nonsense, you only came to the dream world last month, right?"

"But last time I ate fast food, Elena's stupid guy can only call Kaifeng Cai and Lan Lanlu. ”

"Hey, don't just eat it, can you put something in Duoduo's pocket?"

Roland looked at the saliva-swallowing and excited witches, smiled and shook his head. He suddenly felt that even if the dream world didn't bring him any good, he should let this place continue to exist, for him, this place may be a dispensable nothingness, but for the survivors of Tachira, it is the only place where they can feel that they are still alive.

Taste, touch, smell...... This is the only way to be rewarded for what they have lost in the fight against the devil.

Before the dinner officially began, Roland took a closer look at the other guests.

The attendees were basically divided into two factions, the people who wore formal clothes were basically people from the social circles, and those who wore the robes of the Martial Arts Association were basically peers. Although this division is not necessarily accurate, for example, he himself has no robe and can only wear formal clothes to the banquet because he has just become a full member, but in general, no one in the hall is dressed strangely or strangely, which is the opposite of what he saw last time he went to Prism City.

Is this the difference between an Academy Awakened and a Wild Awakener?

He couldn't help but think of what Garcia had said.

Although the Martial Arts Association is an organization dedicated to saving the world, it can't gather enough people based on ideals alone, so the martial arts tournament has become the most watched competition in less than 50 years. Through the competition, the awakened can get more exposure, fame and income, and the event has also injected countless new blood into the association, which makes the weight of the martial arts competition in the association more and more important, and those who perform well also have a higher right to speak. The change even caused divisions at the top, and the members of the association gradually split into old and new factions. However, in the end, the martial arts competition not only did not shrink, but further expanded.

At that time, Roland was more inclined to the old school, after all, the real enemy of the martial arts was the demon deteriorate, and the opponent would only fight to the death, and such a battle was by no means comparable to competitive sports. It's also a great way to attract fresh blood, but it's puzzling to let it affect the higher-ups. Martial arts competitions are not equal to life and death, such a simple truth Those people should not understand, but judging from the results, it is the new faction that has the upper hand.

He had never been able to understand why, but now that he saw this scene in the hall, he suddenly understood something......

The members of the association who do not participate in the martial arts competition are basically desperate wild awakened people, they are not subject to discipline, and their image is also inferior, and their comprehensive quality is not at the same level as these star martial artists. Coupled with the fact that the opportunity to fight the demon is not always available, and the accident can kill you, it will inevitably lead to fewer and fewer voices supporting the old school.

I'm afraid that it will have to wait until the erosion in Arashiguchi officially erupts before the old school can return to its dominant position.

Thinking of the hunting license, Roland couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth...... He has always felt that it is a bit strange for the association to award this thing to a newcomer who has just entered the industry for half a year, even if the performance is outstanding, it will not be in the top 100 of the association. But now it seems that not participating in competitions, only fighting against the degenerate, and not seeking fame or profit is a perfect fit with the old-school philosophy.

Could it all be the meaning of the old school higher-ups?