Today, the atmosphere in the Golden Rose Restaurant was obviously different.
There were no seats in the restaurant since early in the morning, and the diners ate much slower. Some people didn't manage to get a table for the evening, so they came up with this method until nightfall. However, it didn't take long for their dreams to be shattered. The owner of the restaurant announced that the Golden Rose Restaurant would only be open until 7: 40 pm today. In other words, by this time, all the diners who came in during the day had to end their meals and leave a table for those who had made a reservation in advance.
As soon as this notice was posted, many people were dissatisfied. Most of the diners who dined here were of high status, but all of them just complained and didn't take any further action. Of course, they wouldn't take a restaurant seriously. However, the owner of this restaurant was Earl Nathan. As one of the most influential people in Gudilesi City, the old earl was rumored to control the City Parliament. At least in the university town, all the forces had to respect him.
However, Earl Nathan didn't seem to be very happy. He sat in his courtyard, sighing as he gazed at an old tree not far away.
His youngest grandson was beside him, peeling an apple for him. "Grandpa, aren't you going to have a look there tonight?"
"Look at what?"
"It's said that their history is longer than ours. The marriage between the two families is a sensational event in the entire Dawn Continent. It's said that His Majesty the Pope has also sent his blessing. Besides, Young Master Mograine is a famous handsome man. Many women in Gudilesi City want to see him. In contrast, the girl from the Bretton Family is not as good, but I heard that she is also a beauty. The most important thing is that the marriage between the two families is likely to change the power structure of the entire northern noble forces. They chose to meet in our restaurant. This is a good opportunity. Didn't you always tell us to make more friends?"
Earl Nathan didn't answer his grandson's question but asked, "Do you also think they will be together?"
The grandson was stunned. "Aren't they engaged? Erm … Are you worried that Mograine won't like Miss Lolo from the Bretton family? Indeed, with his conditions, he can find any kind of girl, but the other party is the patriarch of the Bretton Family, after all. Mograine wouldn't be so irrational. If he wants to become the next patriarch of the Ferdinand Family, no one can provide more help than Lolo. "
What happened tonight is more complicated than you think. There seems to be something wrong with the Bretton Family. The daughter of the Scarlet Sword did not appear in Gudilesi to study as rumored. She was probably forced to flee, so this marriage is a bit weird. Two days ago, people from the temple and the Association of Sorcerers came to me. "
"The Temple and the Association of Sorcerers?" The grandson was a little surprised. "Are they also paying attention to the marriage alliance between the Ferdinand and Bretton families?"
"No, to be more precise, they are all paying attention to the girl named Lolo, especially those from the temple. They seem to be eager to bring the child back to the north."
"Who should we help?" the grandson asked.
"No one," Earl Nathan closed his eyes. "Some time ago, because of the mine incident, we were very close to the church, and some people have begun to be dissatisfied. The identity of one of the two magicians who kidnapped Archbishop Morteris that night has been basically confirmed. It's D 'Addarion, the president of the Gudilesi Magic Association."
"Ah, that guy." The little grandson gritted his teeth in anger when he recalled what happened two months ago. The banquet that he had painstakingly organized was ruined by that guy. Not only did that guy kidnap a bishop, but he even set fire to half of the count's mansion after the kidnapping. He was quite arrogant, and he even went to ask him for help to solve the case. In that guy's eyes, he was probably an idiot. The little grandson gritted his teeth and said, "Let's just join forces with the Temple of Light. Hasn't the Myron Family already sided with the Temple of Light? I heard that Morteris even helped them obtain the management rights of a port for twenty years."
"The Myron Family is asking a tiger for its skin. We have to be extra careful when dealing with a giant like the temple. What they want is far beyond your imagination. Our Torocheda Family is not a famous family with a long history. The reason why we can control Gudilesi is because of our neutral attitude. Remember, once you choose a side, it's equivalent to making an enemy." The old man sighed. "And the south is, after all, the territory of the magicians."
…
In a small church on the outskirts of the city, a young man was praying in front of a statue.
In Gudilesi, a city where everyone wanted to become a magician, there were fewer believers of the gods than in other places. In addition, the location of this small church was very remote. Usually, very few people came here. There were only one or two elderly clergymen in the church. It was as if the church had been abandoned by the gods.
However, at this moment, they were looking at the statue in the hall with excited expressions. As the prayer progressed, large amounts of Holy Power gushed out from the body of the statue and filled the entire church. One could even hear faint chanting.
One of the elderly priests could not help but burst into tears. He did not dare to disturb the young man. Only when the young man finished his prayer did he step forward and ask respectfully, "Are you a bishop from somewhere else?"
The young man had a handsome face. When he smiled, it was like the sun shining on the surface of a lake. Just a glance from afar could clear the haze in one's heart.
"I'm not a bishop. I'm just an ordinary Holy Knight. I came to the church to wash away the sins on my body."
"Do you have sins on your body too?" The younger priest asked.
"Every one of us has sins, it's just a matter of how much," the knight said seriously.
"May I know what the sin on your body is?"
"My sin comes from my fiancée. She betrayed her faith and was blinded by hatred. She chose to keep falling in the endless darkness. As her fiancée, I will bear this sin with her."
"Ah, since you're not married yet, why don't you choose someone else?" The young priest could not help but ask.
"The gods will not give up on any believer. As her fiancée, you need to guide and save her at this time," the elderly priest said.
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