Almost immediately after Hammond left the tearoom, Ivan felt the slightest suspicion in the gaze around him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It wasn't 'her' who did it, at least, she hadn't been in contact with her. Ivan stared at his fingers and lowered his voice. He knew what Carlo was suspicious. Christina, if she had been in contact with the headquarters of the Augustan Chamber of Commerce, it was indeed possible to arrange such a trap and deliberately make them dress up as if they were going to attend some kind of banquet.

"You believe her. Carlo's voice was cold below freezing.

"Yes, I believe in her, and if I don't believe in her, I won't come according to her arrangement. To be honest, Ivan didn't like this expensive and complicated outfit at all, "I don't think she knows anything about the dinner party, believe it or not." ”

Carlo was silent.

"You decide. Carlo's final conclusion was not very surprising. Ivan thought for a while, "Then, since it's not a trap, let's go and see the president, right?" Maybe the president has met Sister Xiulin, after all, Sister Xiulin is here to investigate his Chamber of Commerce." ”

If you can really meet the president of the Augustan Chamber of Commerce, "Holy Flame" himself, he will be able to ...... Asking something secretly from Carlo, Ivan felt that this was the best outcome.

"Who is the president?"

Carlo's tone was as if he thought Ivan had thoroughly understood the mysterious president.

"I don't know ...... either," Ivan's answer was a little unconfident. There is no doubt that the Augustus Chamber of Commerce has something to do with the illegal magicians of Christina and the Raven, "I haven't met him, I've only heard of him, and I don't know if he'll help us." ”

Carlo didn't say anything more. The silence continued, and after several minutes, Ivan stood up, intending to tell the Chamber of Commerce about his decision to attend the dinner.

They were able to get an invitation to the Chamber of Commerce dinner, which was surprisingly smooth and there was hardly anything to prepare. In the past, Ivan had attended an important banquet, which was very far away from today's reality, and it was like a dream. This was just a dinner party for the Chamber of Commerce, and Ivan thought that the dinner party of the Chamber of Commerce would not be more tense than the social ball hosted by the Queen of Madland, let alone now......

He couldn't help but think of Balran's frozen and distorted face, and he had to say that he was in enough trouble.

As night fell, the dark clouds had not yet dispersed. There was a dull smell in the air, and I couldn't say what it was like. The venue of the dinner was actually in this glorious and solemn looking chamber of commerce headquarters building, and the sun had not yet faded, and the whole street was lit up with bright lights.

The number of people attending the dinner was unexpectedly large.

Before five o'clock in the afternoon, horse-drawn carriages stopped one after another, and guests in all kinds of formal clothes talked quietly all the way, and came with brisk and unhurried steps. Gradually, the atmosphere changed, even under such a hazy night sky. The band was tweaking their instruments, and every now and then there was a brief tune, and despite the politeness of all the guests, the conversation was getting louder and louder.

Before it even began, there were already a lot of people going to the banquet hall, and if it didn't take into account the etiquette and dress of the people - to use an inappropriate analogy - it could almost be as lively as a tavern. Ivan, who had planned to attend on time, had to decide to come to the banquet hall in advance.

The ballroom is glittering with gold, with a string of gold and gem-encrusted chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and the dance floor is as large as a big city square, with doors several meters high open and small tables covered with gold and white tablecloths in the garden outside. Ivan soon understood why Hammond called the party a "normal" social event: dancing was not the point, it was about making friends to his advantage.

The two of them stood in front of the golden floor-to-ceiling windows not far from the door, a position from which to observe anyone coming in from outside, and a large round table with desserts in front of them.

However, there are always some passers-by who cast a look of wonder or surprise...... It shouldn't be because of the clothes, because the two of them weren't the only ones who wore the delicate and elaborate style of the Fartland style, and probably not because of their age, there were quite a lot of young people here.

Maybe it's because of Carlo's expression......

Carlo stared at Ivan almost all the time, but Ivan glanced out the window from time to time, and from time to time he observed the people around him. Ivan had long been accustomed to Carlo's shut-mouthed, unsmiling, serious and even slightly inspecting look, but that didn't mean that those who were ready to enjoy a relaxed dinner could get used to it. It was a very ordinary dinner, and the atmosphere was very lively, and it was not normal to keep a face on such an occasion.

Of course, Ivan had no intention of persuading Carlo.

There should be no trap in such a banquet, there are so many people, people often come in and out, and there are often waiters carrying trays with aperitifs in the crowd, and from time to time politely ask the guests to make way...... Carlo can rest assured.

Next, it's time to wait for the dinner party to begin.

"After the banquet begins, the president will probably show up. Ivan said as if to himself. Carlo was silent, and he didn't expect Carlo to make small talk to him.

"You said you hadn't met the president. After a few seconds, Carlo's tone was skeptical.

"Yes, I haven't met him, but it should be easy to tell who the president is, after all, this is a banquet he is hosting. Ivan looked at a podium set up next to the dance floor and remembered what Asa had said that the Holy Flame was an interesting man, and you would recognize him.

He had promised Asa to inquire about Christina and Rey, not including Flame, but it was likely that Flame knew about Rey.

But what is the concept of "quite interesting people"? In Ivan's opinion, there are no "quite interesting people" at this time, and the banquet is relatively noisy, but everything is normal.

Finally, the clock struck nine o'clock in the evening. The crowd soon fell silent, the remaining whispers rustling like leaves, and Carlo stopped staring at Ivan, everyone stared at the podium.

A well-dressed white-haired old man walked up to the podium, accompanied by the chamber of commerce management in a black suit. The old man was a little fat, wearing a black top hat and a smile on his face.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to tonight's public banquet of the Augustan Chamber of Commerce, the founder of the Chamber of Commerce and the current President of the Chamber of Commerce, Valière Augustus. ”