The carnival of the coronation ceremony lasted from noon to night.
More than ten huge pots were set up in the central square, which were filled with fragrant soup. Under the boiling water, all kinds of seasonings and oil were piled up around the pot, which was as thick as a finger. Anyone could throw food into the pot, cook it, and then take it out to enjoy – in a situation where most spices were still luxuries, this kind of banquet was obviously very attractive to them. Some people even brought pots and barrels, hoping to take the rich oil soup back home and slowly taste it.
Of course, the City hall would also constantly add new soup and seasonings – when the chopped beef bones and sausages were poured into the pot, the crowd would burst into a burst of high-pitched cheers.
In the past Months of the Demons, such a scene was almost unimaginable.
The long winter made people be careful even when they exhaled hot air, because every loss of body temperature meant that they were one step closer to death. But now, they could shout to their heart's content amidst the falling snowflakes and vent the passion in their chests without any worries.
Because they knew that the physical strength and temperature consumed could be replenished at any time.
There was no need for deliberate guidance, people spontaneously raised hot food in the direction of the castle, offering blessings and songs of praise for the new king's coronation.
…
Sylvie withdrew her gaze and moved it back to the castle hall.
The banquet here was also very lively.
Fine wine, delicacies, music, laughter, everything that one could wish for was there.
When Roland and Anna appeared hand in hand in their new clothes, it caused a lot of people to exclaim in admiration.
It was the first time that Sylvie saw such a style of wedding dress – it was completely different from the white dress worn by the Chief Knight at his wedding. If the former resembled an evening dress, then the latter seemed to be completely designed by Roland. The color scheme of the dress was mainly red and gold, with long sleeves and skirt, and two ribbons full of patterns hanging from the shoulders, which looked complex and luxurious.
Logically speaking, such a bright outfit could easily overshadow the owner's appearance, but it was just right for Anna. She was the Master of Flames, and with her strong comprehension ability, she was the most dazzling witch even among the witches, and the bright red color of her outfit further highlighted this point. In addition, the loose design of her clothes gave her a dignified and calm feeling, which was just right for her identity as a queen.
Everyone raised their glasses to the two, and Roland and Anna responded with a smile. It could be said that this was a perfect dinner.
But Sylvie could not relax at all.
Because she saw some strange signs at the ceremony.
As the owner of the Eye of Magic, she was always the first line of defense in the alert circle, providing timely warnings to the follow-up guards. At such a critical time as the coronation ceremony, it was even more important to strive for absolute safety. Whether it was out of her own ideas, or because of her relationship with Princess Tilly, she hoped that Roland could be safe, so naturally, she would not easily let go of these clues.
Individually, each of the signs did not seem to be important, but when put together, they formed a thought-provoking puzzle.
This could not help but remind Sylvie of a song that His Majesty occasionally hummed.
The lyrics explained by the other party were quite interesting – things like the scorched cane, the abrupt subtle fragrance of flowers, and many seemingly irrelevant fragments eventually led to a deliberately buried truth.
By the way, after Mystery Moon heard this song, it had become the song of the Detective Group.
And it seemed to be the situation at that time.
Although it was not clear what the problem was, if it was in normal times, she would have notified Nightingale and Ashes to be vigilant.
But at this moment, Sylvie still maintained her silence.
Because she suddenly remembered what Anna said to her two days ago.
"The person who can prevent the secret from being revealed, often only the person who knows the secret can do it – on this point, I need your help."
At that time, she did not really understand the meaning of the words, so she did not pay too much attention to it.
Until today, she suddenly understood that this sentence was like the last stroke of a jigsaw puzzle. Once it was completed, the whole picture would have meaning.
She had peeped into a secret.
This did not make Sylvie feel happy, but instead, she felt a great deal of pressure.
Because now, not only did she need to keep this secret, but she also had to prevent others from discovering the traces of the secret.
Those scattered strange signs, it was very likely that she was not the only one who had noticed!
Sylvie swept the entire hall, and the focus of her observation fell on three targets –
"Achoo!"
Lorgar rubbed her nose, a suspicious expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" Andrea teased, "So wolves can also catch a cold?"
"I don't know if there is something wrong with my nose, but I have been having this illusion since this morning," Lorgar sniffed left and right, "the smell in the hall seems to be somewhat inconsistent..."
"It doesn't add up?" Ashes interrupted. "Can you identify everyone's smell and then match it with the person who has the smell?" "That's right," Roland said.
"As long as they are not too far away, or are disturbed by strong odors," Lorgar nodded.
"There are nearly a hundred people in the hall now," Andrea obviously did not believe it, "even if your nose is sensitive, it is impossible to remember so many smells at the same time. Moreover, many people use perfume, and there is physical contact, like this – "Andrea said, touching the back of the Extraordinary's hand with the hand that had just grabbed the chicken leg," I will also be stained with her strange smell, under such circumstances, you can distinguish it? "
"It is indeed difficult... but it is one thing to distinguish accurately, and another thing is whether there is a smell or not." Lorgar drooped her ears in confusion, "Obviously everyone is standing in the same place, why do several smells come and go intermittently?"
"Ahem," Sylvie's voice suddenly sounded behind the three of them, "this should be a disease."
"Sylvie?" Andrea raised her eyebrows, "Why are you here?"
"I was walking around and happened to hear your conversation," Andrea shrugged and looked at the Wolf Girl, "the climate of the Western Region is different from that of the southern desert, and it is very easy to be infected by the cold plague, not to mention this is your first winter here, so it is normal that you are not used to it. If you feel that your nose is not clear, ask Lily for a glass of purifying water, and you will be fine. I was often like this when I first came here. "
"Really?" Lorgar suddenly understood, "I see."
After leaving the three of them, Sylvie breathed a little sigh of relief.
Because of her ability, Lorgar Burnflame had a far better sense of hearing and smell than ordinary people, coupled with her beast-like insight, she was the target that needed to be watched all the time.
Fortunately, she had stopped them in time to get closer to the secret trail.
And the second key target was —
"Coo, coo, coo coo coo coo... coo!" Maggie, who was squatting on top of Lightning's head, was talking to Joan excitedly.
"Ya, ya ya, ya — ya!" The latter also responded cheerfully, and as they talked back and forth, they seemed to be talking about a particularly interesting topic.
"No, forget it..." Sylvie put her hand on her forehead. Even if they found out something, she would not be able to detect it.
Fortunately, it was also impossible for others to get any clues from it.
Thinking of this, she focused her attention on the third person through the Eye of Magic.
And that person was the most likely to find out the secret, and also the most difficult one.
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