The ball was held in the garden of the Duke's Palace, and the different lights from the outside to the inside brewed different atmospheres, Lin Xun felt that the Duke should have moved the lights of a certain venue, and the Tamar people accepted the products of the earthlings in terms of life enjoyment was not ordinarily fast. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as Orfia's carriage stopped, the butler of the Duke's Palace greeted him, looking at the silver-haired but meticulous butler, Lin Xun couldn't help but compare him with Zoroa, and then he still felt that the squinting Zoroa was even more unfathomable.

Although the dance party has not officially started yet, many people have already arrived. After all, those nobles with low titles would not dare to be late, which would detract points in the duke's heart. Looking at those Tamar aristocrats who were talking, laughing and drinking, Lin Xun was a little uncomfortable, the kind of thing that might be called elegance was not what he, a person who grew up under the red flag, should have.

Before he experienced life and death, he felt that as long as he experienced life and death, then everything could no longer make him unable to deal with it, but this is obviously not the case. There is such a thing as aristocratic activities, not that you have experienced and cultivated many times, and those who participate in it for the first time can definitely tell at first glance whether you are a nobleman or a turtle. So when Lin Xun entered with the expression that he thought he was quite calm and Ophia, many people began to snicker after noticing him.

Although Lin Xun felt that it was caused by his black eyes revealing the identity of the earthling, the truth was obviously not. There were still some earthlings at the ball, and they were not treated like this, and the pianist in the well-fitting tuxedo even gave him a flattering look after playing a song. Over there, a handsome earth man was also chatting and laughing with some nobles.

It seems that it is indeed my own problem, but it seems that something is wrong. The earthlings of the Santama Empire can also appear so freely at the balls of the nobles? So what about the hundreds of millions of third- and fourth-class citizens? Maybe the status of the earthlings in Tamar is not as bad as imagined, and the Tamars are not as powerful as imagined.

"Take it easy, it's just a ball, most of those nobles can't even beat you, you're the same in life. Ofia took a glass of cold red wine, then turned around and comforted Lin Xun.

Then she casually clicked on the earthlings and said, "The Salvation Society, the Pan-Apocalypse Alliance, the Yiyun Society, and the Freemasonry." It can be regarded as the largest group of four earthlings in Yuezhou, and those people are the heads of their Yuezhou region. The Salvation Society and the Pan-Apocalypse Alliance are international organizations according to your words, and the core of their organization is not in Tama, so their identity in Tamar is more complicated, and Tamar relies on them for many material transactions.

As for the Freemasonry, it should be regarded as the largest society in your country, this organization has a great influence in the northern kingdom and Tamar, and nearly half of the subordinate villages of the Tamar nobles are managed by them. They are also leading some trade with the northern side, and the empire basically relies on them to restore the earth's industrial capacity, and the one who is chatting with Viscount Basazi is their president Liu Yingtian.

As for the one who was barbecuing, it was Zhao Xuanwu, the president of the Yiyun Society. Although the Yiyun Society is only a local organization in Yuezhou, Zhao Xuanwu is the one I value the most among the four. Don't look at him as the roughest of the four, in fact, no nobleman at the entire ball dared to underestimate him. As for why, you will know when you know what the concept of a fourth-order liberator is.

The Tamar people respect the powerful, no matter what race or civilization that person is, as long as he is strong enough, we admire him. In fact, if Zhao Xuanwu is a Tamar, he is estimated to have been tested for selection in the Supreme Council by now, and I think there is no problem for him to pass the test. ”

Orfia said a long time, Lin Xun also listened carefully, the information she told him was very useful, and unconsciously relieved his tension, if it wasn't for the woman thinking about Ah Li, Lin Xun felt that he would be very grateful to her now.

For a while, the two also chatted, economic, political and cultural, the two of them had exchanges, and Ophia had nothing to hide, as long as it did not involve military secrets, it would be given to Lin Xun one by one. When the two had a good relationship, the scene suddenly became a sensation, and Lin Xun thought that the ball had officially begun, because he saw Duke Fasini coming out of the castle.

Lin Xun saw a lot of nobles at the ball, if there is anyone who is most in line with the imagination of the earthlings for nobles, then Fasini must be. The fat and short body was supported by two lightly dressed elven maids, and six swift hounds ran merrily at his side, followed by a long line of maids.

Looking at the extravagant and unsightly battle, Lin Xun felt that compared to him, Orfia was simply simple. Then what surprised Lin Xun even more was that when the maids put down the soft big chair, Fasini actually let the earthling who came out with him sit first! This can be regarded as a complete subversion of the concept left by his predecessor to Lin Xun, earthlings are definitely not slaves!

"Here we are. Orfia smiled and muttered, Lin Xun didn't hear clearly, and subconsciously asked, "What's coming?"

"That man, the right protector of the Thousand Winter Sect, the messenger of Ling, one of the twelve main gods of the Divine Court, Ye Yan. As she spoke, Orfia nodded to the handsome man with short blonde hair from a distance, as if she had said hello.

"Aren't the Tama people very disgusted with the gods?How can the messenger of the gods have such a high courtesy here?" Lin Xun was a little puzzled, although Ofia had said that there was a messenger from the gods coming back, but he didn't expect these Tama nobles to respect that messenger so much.

"It is true that most of the Tamars are god-weary, but they are basically commoners below, and the nobles' respect for the gods is still the same as always. Well, apart from Klodal, that man is Tamar's greatest misanthropy. The Tama's god-hating only started six years ago, and out of the cruelty of divine revelation, more than three billion people died in Tama, and their hometown was in ruins, and it was difficult for the Tama people not to become god-weary.

It was enough for them to hate any god. But it's a pity that in this process, very few nobles died because of the completion of the plan of the Protoss, and even if there were, the entire family was destroyed. So it's not surprising that you see the oracles being so respected at the Fasini's ball, after all, they represent the true God. You know, those guys in the Divine Court have really come to this distant star field, and they have never seen such a big deal in the Divine Court. ”

"Then the god you are talking about related to me is that Ling?" After searching the audience and not being able to find a second figure like Ye Yan, Lin Xun frowned and asked. is still a main god, so how should he deal with the next confrontation?

"That's right. As Orfia replied, the ball began with the announcement of the Duke of Fasini. The pianist also stopped playing in his hand, and replaced it with a glowing crystal nucleus floating above the venue, and then a beautiful and ethereal singing voice came out of it, and the beautiful accompaniment Lin Xun didn't hear the sound of any kind of instrument, all of which were the purest sounds in nature. Birdsong, flapping wings, currents, breezes...... The song and accompaniment are perfectly intertwined to create a beautiful and ethereal picture.

The artistic level of the Tama people made Lin Xun fall into it all of a sudden, and he also realized it at once. Tamar is a civilization, a powerful civilization, they have a unique art and culture, they have their own power system, they are ruling the whole of South China, they are also digesting the Chinese civilization, they are not a backward civilization with great power. Unlike the Mongols and Manchus in history, this time China seems to be really dangerous.

"Master Tachar's standard is still ......as high as ever" such praise filled the entire venue, the crystal nucleus full of alchemical magic charm has also floated overhead, those nobles are also dancing to the beautiful music, and there is a wonderful sand painter with a kind of shiny fine powder in the air to draw various patterns, in this magical intertwined scene, Lin Xun is like a wild man looking up to civilization, watching the prosperity of the world.

Such a shock, such a shock to other civilizations, has never been experienced by a person living in the age of information explosion. Lin Xun felt that his heart was empty for a moment, and even his breathing seemed to be unsmooth, the feeling of something stuffing in his heart was extremely strong, the blood in his body seemed to be burning uncomfortable, and his head seemed to be torn apart in the ethereal music.

He didn't think about why this was the case, and he didn't care about the abnormality of his body, his spirit seemed to fall into a kind of chaos, and he was crazy to break through this barrier, and he didn't even know that the seven orifices were bleeding. He just stood there, like a dead man on the verge of decay, until Ye Yan walked up to him and pressed a ball of light into his forehead. Then he heard a song.

This song is called "Hoshino"

I heard, Hoshino's anvil

Looking out, the leisurely of the divine court

The barrenness at the end of the plains is the tranquility that has always been sought

The loneliness on the high mountain is the eternal life that I have been longing for

Mutter...... Mutter...... Mutter......

Hypocritical grace has overflowed with sorrow

In this land

Not even tears flow

Even memories can't be smooth

Hate...... Also helpless

......

Hear, the mournful cry of the living

Overlook, the collapse of the mountains

The desperate wail of civilization is the gospel that has been sought

The magnificent collapse of the mountains is the rebirth that has been longed for

Mutter...... Mutter...... Mutter......

Hypocritical grace has overflowed with sorrow

In this land

Even if it is great, there is no time to praise and praise

Even if he is sacrificed, he has no time to remember and mourn

Please...... Stay alive