On the second day, the sun was setting, and the Rose Manor. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mu En stood in front of the huge mirror, rubbed his chin, and posed a few times, looking at himself in the mirror with some scrutiny in his eyes, as if to say: Is this person really himself?

The clothes were made by the best tailor master in Ilmassu City, so Mu En was fiddling with the master all morning, and the information of a parchment scroll was densely recorded, which made Mu En a little unbelievable, just one piece of clothing actually needed so much data.

The cloth is said to be a kind of blood-red ice silkworm silk woven a little bit of satin, with gold wire drawn thread edging, not only pleasing to the eye, comfortable to feel, in the simplicity of the indescribable luxury and extravagance.

And because of the material, it is born with an icy atmosphere, which is most suitable for summer wear.

Needless to say, the craftsmanship of master tailors is indeed exquisite everywhere, from the corners to the cuffs, from the waist to the shoulders, even every button can tell a different feeling.

Then, after bathing, shaving, and grooming, after putting on this set, not to mention other people, he looked at himself in the mirror and seemed to have a feeling of déjà vu, but he really didn't know it.

Beside him, the butler Jabbar also looked up and down without a smile, and after a while, he nodded with satisfaction and said: "The young master's figure is very well-proportioned, the ratio of arms and shoulders is very good, and the foundation is still quite good. ”

As soon as he heard this 'three thousand years of something', Mu En felt uncomfortable, he couldn't help but twist his body, felt the expansion and contraction of his clothes under the expansion of his muscles, and said: "This dress is just good-looking, when it really fights, I can't help but exert a force." ”

Jabbar looked at him with an expression of hatred for iron and steel, and said: "Elegant, the elegant posture of a nobleman, young master, those who came today are all nobles with a long history, otherwise you will let them look down on you." ”

Mu En looked at Abdul-Jabbar through the mirror, smiled, and said, "Butler, I remember I told you about my plan for today?"

"Young Master, does it have to be like this? Although it is not a formal meeting today, it is indeed the first time to meet, if it is really preconceived, isn't it?" Jabbar showed a trace of worry on his face before he said: "Why don't I look at it, I'll see it in a different way?"

Mu En asked rhetorically, "Then how long do you think Mrs. Merry's body can last?"

"......" Jabbar silently:

"Alright, you go and prepare, I'll have to practice again. ”

"Yes!"

Mu En gave the eviction order, and after he watched Jabbar leave, he was left alone in the whole room, facing the mirror, and straightened the expression on his face.

First his face was expressionless and his eyes were indifferent, and then, the next second, he quickly pulled out an exaggerated smile.

The gums can be seen in a row of neat teeth, the corners of the eyes are raised, and the oily face exudes indescribable joy, and the villain in his eyes is about to overflow.

This contrast is really a bit big, and it only lasted for a second, and Mu En couldn't help it...... Laughing.

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Half an hourglass hour later, the banquet hall.

It was a buffet-style banquet with a long table covered with white tablecloths filled with a variety of exquisite foods, such as monster barbecue, bacon, grilled sausages, delicious mushroom soup, various desserts, pasta, and drinks.

Of course, in addition to this, there is also the way the white cloth is folded at the corner of the table, the transparency on the glass, the candlestick that is a little blackened but still beautifully sculpted, and the maid who shuttles through the crowd like a butterfly.

These seemingly casual details show the heritage of the Igor family in every bit.

For the true aristocracy, although the magic lamp is dazzling, candles must be used in the banquet, and they stubbornly believe that only in this case can the atmosphere of the banquet be.

The Igor family, on the other hand, uses the characteristic thousand-year-old rosin candle, which is a candle made of a mixture of precious pine resin, which, when lit, has both a hazy halo and a faint smell of rosin.

Coupled with the beautiful elf woman, sitting barefoot on a chair and playing the harp, the melodious waltz music fluttered through the special amplification device throughout the hall, and the atmosphere of the banquet was truly warm.

Today is not a very formal meeting, but it is definitely important, because the future Grand Duke of the Igor family, a lucky illegitimate child, will meet you today.

After all, this is related to all aspects in the future, and has a direct stake in one's own interests. Therefore, as long as the qualified nobles came, the unqualified nobles and some big businessmen also entered the door through various relationships.

Horse-drawn carriages are placed in the parking shed of the entire Rose Manor, which looks like a luxurious car show at a glance, and there are many luxurious magic caravans.

And there were already a lot of nobles gathered in the hall, they chatted in groups of three or five, or talked loudly, or laughed, and most of them were accompanied by beautiful female companions, or whispered conversations, or covered their mouths and laughed.

Of course, although they are in one hall, these people are actually invisible circles.

A wave of businessmen, a wave of nobles, a wave of military nobles, a wave of government affairs, another wave of taxation, a wave of young aristocrats, and a wave of being able to play together.

Each of them has their own circle, and they will quickly integrate into their own circle after entering, of course, this is also indispensable to walk around each other and chat with each other, but most of them just say hello and return to their own circle.

And in this circle, the most eye-catching naturally belongs to the three old men who sit in the most conspicuous position at the head of the hall. The scarred-faced, imposing Minister of War Eliad, the stocky Minister of Finance, Viscount Elive-Arthur, and the aged Minister of State, the Marquis of Fitch-Gustav.

The three of them sat together, didn't talk much, and exchanged opinions for a long time, most of the time they waited with their eyes closed. Others may sneak a glance at them from time to time, but no one dares to join their circle.

The music stopped as the red full moon hung high in the sky, glowing like a substance.

Everyone knew that this time the main thing was coming, and almost everyone unconsciously looked at the gate, even the three.

Gaden!

The hall that had suddenly fallen silent could only hear the crisp sound of a boot slamming on the ground, and in the eyes of everyone, Abdul-Jabbar led a young man in.

This is really just a young man, less than thirty years old, with black hair and black eyes, a fair face, and he seems to be a little unaccustomed to the stand-up collar tuxedo on his body, and he walks with a little twist.

The kind of gaze that gathered when everyone was watching seemed to startle him, and his face showed a panicked look, he shook the corners of his clothes with both hands at a loss, and his eyes scurried around in a panic.

In the end, he grabbed one of Abdul-Jabbar's hands on the side, and only calmed down under the other party's reassurance.

At the top of the hall, Abdul-Jabbar led Muen over and began to introduce him to the three men who were important in the Rose Collar.

When facing Eliade, Mu En cringed a little, as if the other party's ugly face and cold eyes made him a little uneasy.

He almost laughed at the face of Elife Arthur, who was only waist-high enough for a dwarf, and looked at the other man with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He was more relaxed when confronted by the Marquis of Fitch-Gustav, who looked very old but always spoke around women, while Muen was a little shy, but his eyes were wide and full of curiosity.

After a brief introduction, Mu En left, and Abdul-Jabbar led the way, and all the way, it was Abdul-Jabbar who introduced and greeted the other nobles.

Everyone knows that in the final analysis, this banquet is still for Mu En to know them, and they came here to make some impression on Mu En.

PS: There is still not enough time, so I coded a chapter, and that's all for today, I have to brew this wave of climax.