Annan looked around the brightly lit banquet hall and remembered what Olmedo had said.

"The nezumi intent on corrupting Breezy will not let this dinner party go. They will find a way to infiltrate the banquet and blend in with the crowd, causing the nobles to throw themselves into chaos. ”

The banquet was mixed with nezumi......

The glamorous guests didn't look like the nezumi were pretending, and the waiters who were shuttling through the hall looked normal.

Is the problem in the back kitchen?

Annan made a mistake. He knew very little about the nezumi. Only a limited part of the bard's story is known from the rat tide and Francois's words, let alone the habits and characteristics of the nezumen.

Annan can't be stupid and blindly come up and ask, "Are you a strange person?" Even if it's just asking "Have you met any weird people lately?" "It's weird too.

"I'll ask Olmedo first."

Annan looked at the figure with a glass of wine, surrounded by nobles, pouting and smiling, and said to Dela, walking straight towards Olmedo.

The young lord listened to the conversation of the guests and bowed his head, and when he saw Annan approaching, he said apologetically, "Leave me alone." "Get out and greet Annan who is coming.

The meeting between the current castle lord and the original castle lord attracted a lot of attention.

"I thought you'd continue to pretend you didn't know me."

Compared to Olmedo's familiar teasing, Annan acted directly and uninterestingly: "How do I find them?" ”

"Relax, Annan, don't talk like you're down to business." Olmedo put down his glass and motioned to the unoccupied terrace, "Let's change places." ”

……

Deira watched Annan and Olmedo disappear outside the terrace, declining an invitation from a young nobleman to dance and come to the table to choose food.

Slender fingers swiped over tempting pastries and oily steaks, and as she hesitated to pick up something, a rose-scented figure passed behind Dela, palm brushing her belt.

Deella's stiffness for a moment, vigilantly staring at the beautiful lady standing beside her.

"Follow me."

The beautiful lady picked up a plate of pastries and turned to leave.

Deira looked at "her" back and followed in silence to the corner where several beautiful ladies and girls gathered.

The women are mature and plump, the girls are beautiful and graceful, and the pervasive floral laughter makes this corner like a blooming flower garden.

The pointy-eared and tall Deira is out of place here.

A graceful and gorgeous figure was surrounded by women. She wears a bright red fluffy low-cut dress, her snow-white complexion and full breasts make it difficult to extricate herself, and her high nose bridge and bright eyes make people sink deeply.

The women take her as the head, like the most beautiful flower in the center of the cluster.

"You shouldn't be here."

She lifted her jaw in a perfectly curved manner.

Deira looked at the terrace where Annan had disappeared: "He brought me here." ”

"It seems that our guards have dreamed of a lady." Her words caused the women to chuckle. When the laughter subsided, the glamorous lady pursed her red lips and looked at the sleek silhouette in front of her.

"But it's not your turn to do that, 'Guard.'" She bit down on the word "guard" with a magnetic accent, "You didn't even make him happy...... Stuff. Hand him over to me, and I'll count your merits with the priests......"

Dela's turquoise pupils swept over the woman's body, which resembled a beauty goddess carved by a legendary artist: "He doesn't like your type. ”

"It can't be!"

Before the glamorous lady could speak, the girl next to her, who was only eight or nine years old, screamed and denied, "No man can refuse the charm of a countess." ”

Deella watched the countess's buttocks sink into the sofa with Annan's characteristic seriousness: "Your ass is too big. ”

"Do you think you can?" The girl pointed at Dela, making a screeching noise like a mouse: "You're sabotaging your plans!" ”

"I didn't."

Dela's silence was replaced by panic, and she lowered her head, her eyes flashing with cunning that no one noticed.

"She's a 'guard', not a 'lady', it's normal to not know." The Countess complained that the girl was too fierce, and said to Deella gently, "Give him to us, and the priest will give you a reward, and perhaps a sacrifice for you, so that you too may become 'Madame.'" ”

Deella replied loyally, "For the sake of the Holy Family." ”

"So, kid, tell me what the young king of the north likes?"

……

"Those nezumi disguised themselves as humans, and they can easily infiltrate us, and neither scavengers nor recouters can see through their disguises."

When a person looks like a human, sounds like a human, feels like a human, and behaves like a human, then he is human. But not for nezumen - because all nezumi are under the watchful eye of the rat god.

Perhaps this is also the reason for the collapse of the secret society – it is so multi-racial that it ignores objective factors.

"Remember, don't easily identify a nobleman unless you have clear evidence." Jeffrey Olmedo leaned on the guardrail, whispering in the breeze as he drifted into the night scene in front of him, "Our mistakes will bring chaos." Let the status quo fall into an irretrievable vortex, and that's what the nezumi are for. ”

A man who fell off a cliff was left with only a badly worn rope hanging from him. Any shaking, breeze and movement can break the rope.

Annan said he remembered.

Olmedo changed the subject to a lighter one: "What does it feel like to be a warlock?" ”

Annan thought for a moment about the day he learned to cast spells: "Nothing special. ”

"Doesn't the Warlock affect anything? For example, cognition, orientation......"

"What do you want to say?"

"Many warlocks have a strong interest in other races."

"I don't have this change." Annan replied.

Because he was interested in it when he didn't become a warlock.

After the small talk, Annan and Olmedo returned to the bustling banquet and found Deira talking with a young nobleman.

When Deira found out that Annan had returned, she took the initiative to meet him.

"I'm sorry, I just saw that this young lady's gauze skirt is very special, so I won't bother the two of you......" The young nobleman who accosted Deira hurried away.

Annan stared at the fleeing back of the young nobleman, suspecting that he was a rat man.

"Annan, there is a lady who wants to see you."

Annan retracted his gaze: "Who is it?" ”

Deira took Annan to the ladies' party. Those beautiful faces, white breasts and long legs made Annan at a loss.

In the center of these women, a graceful woman with a noble temperament, no less than a princess, stood up and kissed Annan's cheek affectionately, "Levi, do you remember me?" ”

"I'm sorry, I ......"

Annan's cheeks grew hot in the softness and aroma, and a sigh of loss still echoed in his ears.

"I guess you don't remember me, you were very young ......"

It is necessary to pay. Annan thought.

(End of chapter)