Although Schug has basically accepted his new identity, and has even continued the original "work" of Schug Ernst, this does not mean that he has really accepted the works created by "himself".

So far, at least, Shuge has not been able to get used to discussing "himself" directly with others.

As a magician with a keen mind and senses, Viline discovered this a long time ago.

And she's also very good at taking advantage of that.

She was glad to see the look on Shug's deflated face as she discussed the subject, which would have given her a sense of joy that was very similar to that of witnessing the reaction of a marvelous magic.

However, Vicline did not continue to "embarras" Shoge, she looked up and down Shoge's current appearance, and then chuckled, "Looks like Mr. Shoge is ready to face his readers in Boldon?"

Hug asked rhetorically, "Looks like Miss Verin wants some advice on what I'm wearing?"

"No advice, it's good enough for now...... At least it must be enough for those young ladies."

The two of them, who were already very acquainted, exchanged a few simple jokes, and then Shug asked, "It's getting late, Miss Verin is going to settle the dinner problem?"

"Of course, the waiters brought it in, and we wouldn't have been able to leave the room, would we?"

"Not necessarily."

Shuge shook his head, "I looked at the garden and the street outside, and now, this Adlon Hotel is probably under martial law."

Hearing this, Wei Lin immediately became serious, and her two relaxed eyebrows were slightly raised: "Huh? What's going on?"

"It's not dangerous."

Schugg walked to the window, and he looked once more at the vast garden of the Adro Hotel and the street beyond the hotel's gates, where pedestrians and vehicles reappeared on the Boulevard, but the number and density were still very limited.

"Probably someone big guy arrived, so martial law was imposed on the surrounding area for a short time."

Wei Lin also came to the window, she carefully looked out of the window, and then said, "You mean, this 'big man, maybe the 'big man' invited us to the hotel?"

"Maybe, I can't be sure."

Shuge turned his head to look at the magic clock on the wall, which was shaped into the image of a chubby highland night owl, squinting at the image of secretly observing others, looking cute and cute.

The current time is close to eight o'clock in the evening.

"Still, if the big guy really wants to talk to us about something, then a late dinner might be a good choice."

Verin frowned, she was about to say something, but the crisp bell suddenly rang in the living room.

"The visitor is coming."

Shug raised an eyebrow at Wei Lin, and then walked to the door of the living room, and as the door opened, a familiar figure appeared in front of Xiug and Wei Lin.

Finn, the previous elven receptionist, was standing in the doorway, but he had already changed out of the hotel's receptionist uniform and put on a neat dress typical of Waterl's aristocratic butlers, and he even wore white gloves and a single eye, and a golden eagle claw pendant hanging from his chest. ….

Seeing this, Xiuge naturally adjusted his tone, "Mr. Finn, may I ask what is the matter?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. and Miss Ernst......

This time, the elf's etiquette was more nuanced than before, and his temperament had changed, after changing into the butler's outfit and wearing the golden eagle claw pendant, Finn's temperament became solemn and solemn, which made it impossible for the two of them to treat him with the same attitude as they had treated the hotel waiters before.

"The conversation with you was very brief, so let me reintroduce myself."

The mountain elf saluted again, and Shug noticed that as he bowed, his palm pressed lightly against the golden talon pendant.

After straightening up,

Finn said, "Wattle is currently the Steward of the Royal Family, Finn Azallaire hereby greets the two distinguished guests, and at the same time apologizes to the two, in order to avoid leaking the news, and to avoid unnecessary shock, I can only use the identity of the waiter to meet with the two."

The tall and lanky elf nodded amicably to the two of them, "But now it seems that with the sharp minds of the two guests, I am afraid that they have already roughly guessed what this situation is."

Xiuge actually wanted to shake his head.

He did make a lot of mental preparations, but he never expected that the elven waiter who came to receive and guide him at the gate of the Adlon Hotel before would be the current royal housekeeper of the Wattel Kingdom.

"Mr. Finn, may I know now which prince or princess wants to see us?"

The royal housekeeper didn't answer, he smiled and raised his hand, "Please come with me, two of you."

Shug made brief eye contact with Viline, and then the two stepped out of the room.

The moment the door closed, the four Ymir legionnaires who were guarding the door of the room moved at the same time, and they turned neatly to protect Shug and the others as they walked towards the end of the corridor.

They were now on the tenth floor of the Adlon Hotel, and when they followed Butler Finn to the elevator in the middle of the hallway, Shug realized that the machine, which was very similar to the old elevator he had known, had also been taken over by Ymir's legionnaires.

Once the group entered the elevator, the soldier quickly closed the elevator door and picked up the special crystal that served as a magic key and embedded it in the grooves used to point to the different floors.

"Let's go to the fifteenth floor."

So Xiuge looked at the floor diagram on the elevator wall, and saw that the fifteenth floor belonged to the VIP meeting room, the custom dining room, and the reception room.

The elevator quickly reached the floor.

The carpet on the fifteenth floor is very different from the others, the carpet used here is off-white, it looks like it has been woven from the fur of some magical creature, and the sides of the carpet are also trimmed with black and gold that the Waters love.

"The two of you just arrived in Bolden today, and the journey must have been very difficult, so we have specially prepared a sumptuous Hotland dinner for the two of you, and we hope you will enjoy it."

As he walked, Finn explained to the two of them in his steady, soft voice what they needed to pay attention to: "Although Your Highness has always disliked red tape, as the steward of the royal family, it is necessary for me to remind you two not to be too rude or overstepping." ….

When Finn said the words "insurmountable", Hug clearly felt the weight of his tone, and not only that, but he also caught an extremely heavy wave of magic flashing in the air.

Wei Lin on the side was obviously aware of it, her eyebrows moved slightly, and then she pursed her lips vigorously.

As a lake-level mage, she felt a very obvious pressure at this moment.

She knew that the other party was definitely not one of those rare deep-sea level magic masters, but in terms of the concentration of magic power and the mastery of magic, the other party was definitely much stronger than herself.

But it's also normal.

A royal housekeeper is often also the head of the royal family's bodyguards and personal bodyguards, although they have the mage qualification of the legal committee, but they are completely independent of the legal committee, even Merlin Lehe, there is no command or restriction power over these magic masters.

They serve only the royal family to which they are allegiated.

Under this terrible intimidation, Shug decisively put away some undeserved thoughts and thoughts in his heart, and under the cold gaze of the Ymir legionnaires in the corridor, they finally reached their destination.

Custom-made restaurant with room number 1509.

The dining room was very large and very bright, and the tables used for serving guests were a little small, which was completely inconsistent with the size of the tables used by the nobles to entertain guests, although the size of the tables was still much larger than the usual tables, but it was enough for the people to have close face-to-face interactions.

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In the midst of this, Shog and Verin see a woman.

A woman in a graceful gown, light makeup, and long brown hair.

She was of excellent appearance, but Shoge instinctively felt that words such as beautiful or delicate were not appropriate to describe her, and although her dress and demeanor were very much in line with aristocratic standards, she had a temperament more like that of a soldier.

Sharp and calm, like a saber erected on a snowy night, splitting the cold wind with its blade.

At this moment, both Xiuge and Wei Lin's expressions changed significantly.

Schug's mind was running to the extreme, and he struggled to find bits and pieces of aristocratic etiquette from the memories that belonged to Shug Ernst, and he clenched his right hand into a fist on his left shoulder, and his left hand clenched into a fist behind his back, and then bowed forward slightly.

This can be regarded as a standard Wattle aristocratic etiquette.

However, the elf Finn, who was the butler of the royal family, was not satisfied, and he coughed lightly, and his eyes fell on Shug's right foot, which should be moved back a little more than half a minute according to the most standard etiquette gesture, as a sign of the nobles' respect and concession to the royal power.

The corners of Xiuge's mouth twitched twice inadvertently.

He didn't expect that what a white-haired witcher had experienced in the court would happen to him once.

In contrast, Vilene on the side perfectly displayed the demeanor of a magician, her left hand was also behind her back, her right hand was gently pressed against her abdomen, and when she bowed, her right foot lightly touched the ground, which means that scholars will not easily get involved in secular power struggles, but will be more magical. ….

Verin's performance earned her the approving eyes of Butler Finn.

While Xiuge felt helpless about this, he was also a little surprised in his heart.

He had already made many different conjectures about the identity of the man behind the scenes, from potential rivals of the Ernst family, to important figures in the military system, to certain members of the royal family who had a good relationship with Prince Harved......

Of course, he didn't leave out the princess Sophia, who had become the "heir of the inner king" in the mouth of Waterl, but considering the extremely close relationship between this princess and the army, and the recent turmoil in Waterl, Xiuge put the possibility of this one to the minimum.

"It really could be her...... But if you think about it, she is the only one who can keep the royal housekeeper close to her, and who is qualified to directly mobilize the Imir Legionnaires."

Just as Xiuge was busy thinking about it, a clean and hearty voice came.

"Alright Finn, please stop torturing my guests."

At the behest of Princess Sophia, Shug finally ended his awkward and painful ritual "punishment", straightened up with Verin, and then entered his seat under the guidance of two attendants.

As soon as Finn, who was the butler, was about to speak, the princess Sophia, who had a unique temperament, glanced at him, "It's late now, and we haven't started eating yet, so it's not good...... Let's have dinner and conversation in the easiest and quickest way possible!"

The elven butler sighed helplessly, but he nodded anyway, and then raised his hand and snapped his fingers, so the waiters brought the prepared dishes to the table.

"Mr. Shug, Miss Verin, may I call you so?"

Princess Sophia's eyes weren't big, but they were very attentive, and her lips were a little thin, so she always gave people a sense of oppression, but she was still smiling, "Neither of you likes to use last names, do you?"

At the beginning of the dinner, Sophia made Xiuge feel an invisible pressure.

This sentence is very interesting, Xiuge realizes that the other party has probably investigated himself, and Wei Lin and his own background are probably not a secret in front of the other party.

"Absolutely."

After the initial shock and discomfort, Hug quickly adjusted, and he smiled and nodded to the princess across the table, "Miss Verin and I just met

It is a great honour to be entertained by His Royal Highness at the Adlon Hotel."

"Huh?"

Princess Sophia's surprise seemed to be a little surprised by Xiuge's behavior, her body moved forward slightly, and a strand of brown hair fell from her ears: "As far as I know, Mr. Xiuge probably hasn't experienced such a scene, right? Doesn't having dinner with a royal family make you nervous?"

"Your Highness Princess, of course I'm nervous."

Shug controlled his heartbeat and breathing for a moment, and he replied, "As a lowly bastard, I am bound to be nervous when I have dinner with any orthodox nobleman...... So what Your Highness is seeing now is nothing more than a rehearsal of what might happen next."

"I like your answer, Mr. Shugg."

Princess Sophia nodded in satisfaction, "But here, I need to correct one of your mistakes."

"Whatever your past were, when you managed to escape from the city of Seren, you were no longer humble."

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