Rob and Abus chatted for a long time. By the time they left the courtyard, it was already dusk.
When the future supreme magus Your Honor walked out of the door, he subconsciously tightened his collar. In the next moment, a snowflake landed on his shoulder. Only then did Rob realize that it had started snowing outside.
The branches and flower beds were covered with a layer of plain white coats. The children on the street let go of their mothers' hands and ran around in the snow excitedly. However, when he saw this scene, Rob could not help but frown.
Although New Tylte was also considered to be in the north, it was still September. It was obviously not normal for such a weather phenomenon to occur.
In the alley, some wanderers in thin clothes could not help but curse. However, because of Williams' death and what happened in Setta City, the anti-church sentiment in the city was on the rise. Even these wanderers were not willing to go to the church to seek help as usual.
Fortunately, the nearby merchants and residents had sent some clothes to keep out the cold. However, regarding this sudden and untimely snow, apart from the carefree children, the eyes of most people were covered with a layer of worry.
This heavy snow obviously wasn't to bid farewell to Arbus, nor was it to Da Vinci, Stein, and the other human heroes who died in battle in Setta City.
It was more like an elegy for the great existences who had also fallen in that battle.
The song revealed a faint sadness and loneliness, as well as a faint anger.
— — Killing a god required paying a price.
Ordinary people would be boiling over the matter of Setta City, but for those who stood at the top, they were very clear that the death of the twelve members of the council was just the beginning. It would not be long before the gods' revenge would follow.
"Your Holiness." A middle-aged man with an extraordinary temperament alighted from a carriage on the street. He was holding the hand of a little girl in a fox fur coat. She looked timid, half hiding behind the middle-aged man. However, when she looked at Rob, her gaze was filled with uncontrollable worship and adoration.
The middle-aged man did not wait for the future supreme magus Your Honor to speak and introduced himself first. "I am Henry Phelps Arthur Reinhardt, the eldest son of the Lionheart Empire's king, Reinhardt VII. This is my sister, Carmela."
"Your Highness, Princess." Rob politely returned the greeting.
"His Majesty found out that you and Madam Hartfilia are in New Tyrus, so he specially sent my sister and me to welcome you. He would like to invite the two of you to tonight's banquet. I wonder if you're free now?"
Your Honor, the future Supreme Magister, nodded. In the territory of the Lionheart Empire, Lionheart VII still had to give face to Lionheart VII. Not to mention, he also wanted to know the old Lion King's attitude and plans after the major event in Setta City.
"Great, Princess Candace has already brought Ms. Hartfilia to the palace. There's no time to lose. Let's get in the car." Henry opened the door for Rob.
In the carriage, Princess Carmela closed her legs and placed her palms on her knees, sitting upright beside her brother. However, her eyes would occasionally sneak a glance at a certain someone in front of her, as if she was a thief.
Rob also noticed this slightly pale girl who looked like a porcelain doll. From the first time they met, she seemed to be very emotional, which surprised the future supreme magus Your Honor. The two of them did not interact much, and he did not know what strange things Williams had instilled in his sister. Naturally, he did not understand where Princess Carmela's special feelings for him came from.
Henry saw through Rob's doubts and explained with a smile, "When my sister was young, she heard many stories related to you, Your Highness. It was that fellow Williams who told her."
At the mention of this name, the carriage suddenly fell silent. The smile on Henry's face also faded a little as he sighed. "What happened in the southwest of the empire is something that no one wanted to see. I've never seen His Majesty so sad before. He only buried my brother's coffin seven days later. If you wish to pay your respects, I can bring you to the royal cemetery after the banquet."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Rob nodded.
Princess Carmela did not say anything. She only lowered her head and clenched her fists.
The carriage stopped in front of the palace. An attendant opened the door, and Henry got off the carriage first. Just as he stepped out of the carriage, Princess Carmela suddenly spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear. "The Lionheart Empire and the Reinhart family will always stand by your side."
The little girl's face flushed red. It was as if these words had exhausted all of her courage.
Rob raised his eyebrows in surprise. Without a doubt, these words did not fit Princess Carmela's status. The promise of an empire and a family was not something that a little girl could make. However, the future supreme magus Your Honor heard the sincerity and kindness contained in those words, so he nodded and said, "Thank you."
Many things were like this. The first time was the most difficult, but once you started, everything else would fall into place. Princess Carmela's previous shyness gradually faded away. She blinked her pure gem-like eyes and asked, "You … You will avenge Brother Williams, right? Defeat all those evil bastards. "
Rob reached out and patted the little girl's head. He said seriously, "Of course. In the name of the protector of the human race, I promise you that none of the masterminds behind what happened to your brother will be able to escape."
The little girl's eyes lit up. She wanted to say something more, but Henry's voice came from outside. "Carmela, your favorite honey cake is ready. Do you want a piece?"
"I believe in you." Princess Carmela said softly. She lifted the hem of her dress and jumped off the carriage. Ignoring her brother's shocked gaze, she ran away like a happy little bird.
"My apologies," Henry apologized to Rob, who was getting off the carriage. "This child is not like this usually."
"No, Princess Carmela is pure and kind. No one would dislike her."
"If she could hear your praise, she would definitely be very happy." Henry stretched out his hand. "The banquet is ready. We're just waiting for you to take a seat."
…
Reinhardt VII was hosting a banquet in the palace tonight. Rather than calling it a banquet, it would be better to call it a private invitation.
Apart from Rob and Lolo, there were no other guests. The only ones participating in the banquet were Reinhardt VII himself, the two princes, and the Empire's Prime Minister, Pushkin.
Every dish on the table showed the chef's painstaking efforts. Unfortunately, no one paid attention to the food tonight.
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