[The Lord of the Feast says that you are like walking through a labyrinth with no exit, and every bend has a rule or ritual that seems important, but makes no sense. 】

This is what one of the gods of the Bottomless Pit had to say about Rogers' actions at the dinner.

Under the auspices of Earl Breed, Rogers went through a lengthy feast with Alina, Lufia, and their parents.

Due to etiquette, diners must sit up straight at all times, with their shoulders relaxed, and maintain a dignified demeanor.

Table manners are a large category of aristocratic etiquette, and its cumbersomeness makes Rutgers only bored, and he agrees with the comments of the lord of the feast.

For example, he writes down the name of each dish, then picks up a knife, fork or spoon according to the dish at hand, and raises one of the three cups in front of him at the right time.

And he also has to pay attention to his father's body at all times, and use the signals of his movements to socialize with Rufia or Alina, who is separated by him.

To be honest, he felt that he had not memorized the taste of any dish, only the length of time.

During this period, the gods of the bottomless pit also lost their eyes one by one.

It was only after the Lord of the Feast had expressed his opinion as if he were carrying out a pop-up bomb attack, and finally said that he would generously grant Rogus a wonderful feast in a few days, and then he left completely.

As the feast drew to a close, one of the attendants came to Earl Breed, who was seated at the top, and leaned down and whispered a few words.

Earl Breed's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this, and he first beckoned the attendant to stand down, and then got up and said:

"Forgive my faux pas, I need to lead the men here to take care of the trivial matters and stay away for a moment."

Rogers got up consciously, put on the thick cloak handed by Hans, and followed in the footsteps of Earl Brad, and walked out of the small parlor with Earl Derwin and Prince Rayed.

"Are those cultists again?" Prince Rheeed seemed to be fearless of the cold, dressed only in a luxurious single robe, his eyebrows furrowed, and a rather impatient look on his face.

"Yes, this time they threw four people from afar, saying that these people were disguised as civilians and had a plot against the convoy of children when they came home, and among them was a silver-level magician who was good at spiritual magic." Count Breed's face remained unchanged, and he explained the events in a calm tone.

"What is that Son they are shouting about? If they were planning to summon some strange high-level demons from the bottomless pit, would the royal family and the Pantheon intervene as a result? ”

Touching the manicured beard on his chin, Earl Derwin did not ask for details, but moved on to another topic, and although he looked at Earl Brad as he said this, he kept watching Prince Rheed's reaction.

Rogus silently followed the trio, listening as they speculated about the legendary Son and the cultists' intentions.

When he came to the square in front of the house, he saw a group of knights in armor, surrounded by four men wearing only shorts and covered with pitch-black solid magic nails.

These people were all curled up on the ground, shivering uncontrollably, and their expressions did not look like they were cold, but as if they were suffering some kind of fear.

Without waiting for Earl Brad's question, the four of them instantly raised their heads in unison, their eyes fixed on Rogess's figure.

Tears instantly rushed out of their eyes, and their expressions suddenly became extremely hideous, and heavy gasps let out bursts of white air.

Seeing this, Earl Brad subconsciously took Rogus behind him, and looked at the posture of the four people on the ground with wary eyes.

"I have sinned and disobeyed, and you need no forgiveness! I will repent and punish myself, you don't have to worry about it!

"I praise your greatness, and I only want to see the narrow hole that leads to the bottomless pit!

"I beseech you to bear witness to my iniquity! Witness my redemption! ”

The four fell to their knees, their eyes full of fervor and piety, their eyes wide open, staring in Rogers' direction.

While shouting prayer-like words in unison, they were imprisoned by the Solid Demon Nail, and they didn't know where the power came from, and their right hands kept hammering their chests, and occasionally there were a few sounds of hand bones and ribs breaking.

"Witness My !!"

"Witness My !!"

"I beg you to ......"

Only a few times, their pupils suddenly constricted, and they were still staring at Rogers, who was blocked by Earl Breed.

The eyes gradually lost their ability to close, and remained open forever, and they slowly collapsed on the pure white snow with indescribable despair and fear on their faces.

Blood red spread from their chests on the snow-white canvas, weaving together to create an eerie picture.

The air was as quiet as if it were frozen, and no one broke the silence, only the faint sound of breathing and the subtle ambient noise.

Earl Brad turned his head slowly and looked down at Rogers, followed by Earl Derwin and Prince Rayed.

"It's scary, are they cursed by something?" Rogers tugged at the cuff of Earl Breed's coat as if frightened, and said in a slightly trembling voice.

He cautiously looked at the three people who were looking at him condescendingly, and he looked like he was palpitating.

"You kid......" Prince Reyred's face was rather complicated, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he looked at the muttering expression of Earl Breed, and he did not finish speaking.

"They were cursed, but unfortunately they couldn't get the information in time." Earl Brad sighed regretfully, waved his hand and ordered the knights around him to hand over the bodies of these men to the Lord of the Peace for examination, and then he stroked the back of Rogers as a comforting gesture, and frowned slightly:

"These cultists are like the most slippery slugs, and when they come to the East, they are just hiding, which is annoying, no matter what their intentions are, they must prepare a plan to clean them up."

Prince Reeed and Earl Derwin silently bowed their heads in agreement, as if they were thinking about something.

"Aliana, why did you get out?" Earl Derwin asked in confusion when he saw his daughter in a pure white cotton trench coat and walking in the snow.

"I'm wondering what's going on." Alina lifted her skirt and walked over to Rogers' side naturally, her eyes scanning the corpses that were gradually being carried away.

"I'm sorry, my daughter has been curious since she was a child, please forgive her, and I'll ask the ladies to forgive her for her faux pass later." Earl Derwin reluctantly explained to the two nobles.

Before the two of them could reply, an anxious and deeply concerned girl's voice came from not far away.

"Rogers, are you alright?!"

The three old fathers stared in amazement at the holy woman who had leapt through the gate, and the faintly flashing light of the mansion to detect the magic barrier, and then they immediately turned their eyes to Rogers, and did not say a word, just watched quietly.

(End of chapter)