Therefore, Olmedo hopes that Annan will appear at the dinner party in the Lord of the City of the Day After Tomorrow, and show the public that there is no conflict between the Reeves family and the Olmedo family, so that Breeze City can restore order and suppress the hotbed of chaos.

On the surface, Olmedo and Annan are in a similar position - Olmedo has real power, and Annan has a high status. But he should know Annan's identity.

"I need to think about it."

"I'll be waiting for you at the dinner party."

Annan looked at the invitation that Ormedo had put down when he left, and Francois looked at Annan.

"Are you going to promise him?"

The young lord seems to be on the same page as Annan: both are investigating the truth about the attack on the Reeves family.

And a formal banquet was the best occasion for Annan to make a name for himself.

"What about you?" Annan asked rhetorically.

"Take that crow badge and follow the scavengers to investigate." Francois volunteered.

It's just that Deira doesn't want to follow the scavengers to investigate, and she doesn't want to attend the dinner two days later.

"I need your help...... Annan raised his dark eyes to look at Dela, as if pleading, "the dinner party could be dangerous." ”

“…… All right. ”

……

The carriage waited in front of the steps.

Annan stood in the living room, raised his arm, and asked the head maid to smooth the wrinkles on her dress.

Abby stood in front of him with a full-length mirror: under the crisp black hair, the burgundy old rope-button banquet dress lined Annan's calm temperament, and the clear black eyes were hard to make people disgusted.

The dress was made by the Wine Lady after hearing that Annan was going to attend a dinner party at the Lord's Palace, and it is said that the former Twelve Kings of the North, Petria Reeves, wore this dress to receive the award from the Union Kingdom.

And this dress made Annan look a little bit like a young man.

The chief maid retreated to Annan's side and praised, "I can guarantee that the girls at the banquet will be crazy about you." ”

When you think of madness Annan, you think of Irilandzer. Fortunately, the ladies and girls at the banquet will not be like this.

Abby and the maid carried away the full-length mirror, and Annan looked upstairs, but Deella hadn't come out yet.

Annan had no choice but to continue to wait, and the lady always had the privilege of delaying.

Standing by the door of the living room, Annan looked at the carriage outside the manor: the carriage was no longer the family crest of the Wine Lady, but the special combination of the Twelve Kings of the North: a diamond-shaped primary snowflake composed of twelve parts, the outer part of which was painted red, representing the red of the Reeves family.

This was Francois's idea: he thought that the family crest meant that Annan had officially declared that the vengeful man had returned from hell – shameful but effective.

After all, the news of the revenge of the Reeves family returning from hell has been spreading in Breeze City.

Annan heard footsteps behind him, and he looked back to see that Deira was walking down the stairs.

After the Yves Saint Laurent calendar, aristocratic clothing began to evolve into fluffy, intricate and adorned objects. But in front of her, Deira was wearing a simple long dress like silk gauze, a purple tie tied around a narrow waist, showing off the elf's height, and the graceful curved calves and arches of the sandals told her vigor.

Deira stood on the last step and held out her palm to Annan.

Annan held up his hot hand. The fly in the ointment is that Annan is slightly shorter than Deella and looks like her younger brother.

"Are you ready?"

……

"Whew...... And one more question," Francois raised his hand, "must we wear masks that get in the way?" Call...... I can't even shoot an enemy a few dozen yards away, damn it...... I can't see anything. ”

Francois almost crashed into a bush.

"We're hopeless when we need you to fight."

"What is this called? I...... All right. ”

Francois accepted himself as a liability, as the scavengers wore silver crow badges - meaning their fighting class was elite.

"I'm not complaining about anything, but why act at night when it's not good for us?"

"You don't understand?"

"I don't understand."

"The rats don't understand either."

Francois seemed to understand.

"Think of this as a practice, kid." A passing scavenger patted him on the shoulder. "Let's go."

Dressed in leather cloaks and beak masks, the silhouettes resemble the Grim Reaper, stepping into the forest that looks like the dawn of the night.

Born of a ranger's acumen, Francois only followed the footsteps of other scavengers and followed them as he walked.

The last light behind the branches faded, the canopy lay dormant into the night, and the unlit team of scavengers continued to move on.

At some point, the scavengers in front suddenly stopped.

"We're here."

……

A carriage merges into the convoy in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

The red carpet paved the steps along the magnificent and quaint buildings, and the guests stepped off the carriage one after another, looking for familiar friends, and stepped on the red carpet.

Some eyes swept over the carriage and froze on the carriage where Annan was, recognising what the strange snowflake insignia on the body represented.

Some undisguised gazes and subtle gazes were cast on Annan and Dela, and it seemed that many of the guests had already discovered him.

Stepping up the steps, the nervous doorman became surprised when Annan took out the invitation, and after repeated confirmation, Annan was allowed to enter the banquet.

Annan and Deira waited in the corner, and as the guests arrived, Olmedo appeared on the stage.

"Thank you for joining us at the Breezy dinner. Autumn is almost ......"

Olmedo talks about Breeze's second-quarter finances and taxes, and then talks about a much lighter personal matter: "I recently met a new friend. We had a lot of conflicts and hostility because of the misunderstanding, but I'm glad that the misunderstanding between me and him is being cleared up as we make amends. ”

"Allow me to introduce you—"

Olmedo's gaze passed through the crowd.

"King of the North, Annan Reeves."

……

"Why are you all looking at me...... Am I doing something wrong? ”

"You don't recognize it?"

Francois recognized the familiar voice: "This is ...... Dragon's breath? I recognize it! The Blue Dragon was summoned by His Excellency the King of the North. ”

The crow mask tilted its head and said to his companion, "Cross out the blue dragon." ”

In the silence of the words, a clear sound of branches breaking into their ears broke in.

Click-

……

"You don't know how to dance?"

Deira frowned at being trampled on by Annan for the third time.

"Won't ......"

"I'll teach you."

Deira held Annan's lower back, pressed against his body, and let him move with him.

"Can elves even dance?"

"Where do you think the human dance comes from?"

I don't know......

Click.

"Sorry...... Let's go get something to eat. ”

……

Countless nightmarish figures gathered around the feast of rotting flesh.

More and more silhouettes join the feast, creepy chewing echoing through the trees.

Under the cold moonlight that seeped into the trees, a bare tail swayed gently—

……

Annan rubbed his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Annan looked back at the confusion that seemed to see Dela's belt.

"Nothing ......"

(End of chapter)