After entering the Lion's Roar Castle, Butler Durrington personally brought Colin and the rest to a courtyard.
"Lord Viscounts, please take a rest. After the banquet begins, I'll send someone to inform you."
"Okay."
Since Joisse wasn't in a hurry to meet Colin, Colin couldn't appear to be in a hurry either.
However, considering that the Dwarf army was about to catch up, Colin couldn't afford to wait any longer.
But Colin also understood that the more he couldn't afford to wait, the more he had to appear unhurried. Otherwise, he would be at a disadvantage in the following negotiations.
Since he had nothing to do, Colin took off his armor, bathed, and changed into a noble's attire.
In the evening, the sky suddenly turned gloomy, and night shrouded the land earlier than usual.
Lightning flashed across the sky from time to time like dancing silver snakes, and thunderclaps exploded in the sky above Chilly Winter City, causing the eardrums of the people to ache.
"Dong, dong, dong."
Colin almost didn't hear the knocking on the door due to the roaring thunder.
When he opened the door, he saw a young maid standing outside and respectfully inviting Colin to attend the banquet.
Colin nodded. Together with Scholar Dwayne, they put on the raincoats that the maidservants had prepared for them and plunged into the storm.
The storm made the guests of the banquet look disheveled. However, the banquet hall of the main castle was still bustling with noise and laughter. Even the thunderclaps couldn't drown it out.
Colin took off his raincoat and handed it to a servant beside him. Then, he tidied his clothes and strode onto the thick wool carpet of the banquet hall. The soft and comfortable texture made Colin feel as though he was walking on clouds.
In the banquet hall, seven crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling. The chandeliers in the center were three meters in diameter. The burning candles in the chandeliers illuminated every corner of the hall as though it was daytime.
There was only a long table in the middle of the dark red carpet. The table was covered with a white apron, and there were all kinds of exquisite food and expensive red wine on it. There were also many knives and forks made of pure gold, as well as porcelain bowls and plates.
A group of elegantly dressed gentlemen and noblewomen surrounded the table. When Colin walked in, they all cast inquisitive glances at him, as if they wanted to see what this Viscount Angley, who had recently risen to fame in the Northern Frontier, looked like.
Colin didn't care about the curious gazes of the crowd and walked to the table. A smiling maid considerately handed over the tableware, and then softly asked Colin what he wanted.
Colin glanced around the table and didn't see any deer blood wine. Of course, such a crude thing wouldn't appear on a formal banquet table.
Disappointed, he casually picked up a few desserts.
On the other hand, Wizard Kusius, who had followed along, filled himself up with a plate full of food in high spirits, causing the surrounding nobles to cast contemptuous glances at him from time to time.
Especially when they saw Kusius' mage robes, their disgust was almost undisguised.
However, Kusius seemed to have turned a blind eye to these gazes. He continued to pour himself a large glass of champagne and began to gorge himself.
Colin didn't care about him and casually stood in a deserted corner, eating dessert while listening to Scholar Dwayne introduce the various people in the hall.
Most of them were members of the House of Saint Hilde, but they were all unimportant collateral relatives. Colin listened absent-mindedly and didn't remember many of them.
There were only two people that made Colin's gaze pause for a moment.
One was Knight Thomas St. Hilde, the commander of the city's defense forces. This time, the army of the Oman family was able to smoothly enter the city without the help of this person.
The other was Nina St. Hilde, the daughter of the House of Saint Hilde that Count Morrison wanted to marry.
This cousin of Vera's was pretty, exuding the elegance and dignity of a noble lady. It was no wonder that Count Morrison had taken a fancy to her.
Looking at the smiling Nina, Colin suddenly recalled the strange scene he saw under the bell tower of the Phoenix-Butterfly Castle when he went to explore the Morrison Family that night. He pondered in his heart whether he should destroy this marriage.
Colin couldn't bear to push such a beautiful girl into the fire pit of the Morrison Family.
Moreover, stopping Nina from marrying into the Morrison Family could also see how the Morrison Family would react.
If they were really anxious, then it meant that the blood pool under the clock tower was related to the daughters of St. Hilde who had been married over the years.
Just as Colin was plotting against the Morrison Family, Count Oman walked in, followed by Vhalla.
However, Colin was surprised to find that Vhalla was wearing a Viscounts' robe!
It seemed that after breaking off relations with the St. Theon Family, Count Oman was determined to restore Vhalla's status as a legitimate son and confirm his inheritance rights.
This banquet was also a good opportunity to officially introduce Vhalla to the nobles of the Northern Frontier.
As if sensing Colin's gaze, Vhalla glanced at Colin before immediately looking away.
"I didn't expect Vhalla to be Count Oman's true son." Scholar Dwayne seemed to have noticed some clues, and his tone was rather emotional.
"Yes, who would have thought?" Colin said with a chuckle.
Just as Count Oman was introducing all the noble ladies to his true son, the banquet hall suddenly fell silent.
Just as Colin was puzzled, he saw a tall woman walk in from the entrance of the hall.
Her chestnut-colored hair was soft and beautiful like silk, draping over her thin and fair shoulders. Her oval face was well-defined, and although she didn't have any makeup on, her perfect facial features and milk-white skin made her look even more elegant and refined.
However, she had a pair of peach blossom eyes with a natural pink hue around them. The corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, and even if she wasn't smiling, she had a charming and bright smile. Her eyes were blurred and mesmerizing.
Her entire body was shrouded in a loose priest robe. Only when she was walking would her exquisite curves be occasionally revealed. Her towering breasts, slender waist, full and round buttocks, as well as her slender legs, were faintly discernible, causing one's imagination to run wild.
However, her expression was extremely devout, and her entire body emitted a holy radiance. She had an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura, just like an ascetic of the church.
The natural seductiveness and the tranquility and holiness of water. These two contradictory qualities appeared on this female priest at the same time, mixing together to form a soul-stirring charm. For a moment, everyone present couldn't help but feel waves in their hearts.
"Who is she?" Colin quietly swallowed his saliva and asked Scholar Dwayne.
"The new Archbishop of the Northern Frontier, Pastor Ajani." Scholar Dwayne's voice was slightly hoarse, as if he was shocked by Ajani's beauty.
"Such a young Archbishop?" Colin looked at Scholar Dwayne in disbelief.
One had to know that the position of Archbishop was responsible for the entire Northern Frontier diocese, and this woman was only in her early twenties.
Although age and ability were not necessarily proportional, in a perfect system, to be able to hold such a high position at such a young age was too shocking.
Scholar Dwayne nodded seriously, indicating that he was not mistaken. "It is said that this Archbishop is only 24 years old, but she is highly regarded by His Holiness the Pope. The speed of her promotion is simply astonishing.
During this period of time, the situation in the Northern Frontier has been turbulent, and the church's personnel changes in the Northern Frontier are just as intense. This Archbishop Ajani was only appointed at the beginning of this year. "
Colin's expression changed slightly, as if he had understood something. "So, this woman should be supporting Joisse?"
"That should be the case."
While he was gossiping with Scholar Dwayne, Colin was shocked to find that Archbishop Ajani was actually walking towards him.
"Good evening, Viscount Angley!"
The beautiful female priest came before Colin, bowed, and then smiled sweetly.
In that instant, it was as if a peacock had spread its tail, or a flower bloomed, and the entire banquet hall became brighter.
The hearts of all the men present sped up, and their mouths went dry. They wished they could replace Colin and stand in front of this Archbishop.
But soon, Ajani's smile disappeared, and she returned to her original indifferent and distant expression, as if she was an angel that had descended to the mortal realm, looking down on her believers.
"Good evening, Archbishop Ajani!"
Colin greeted her with a calm tone, but his heart was filled with infinite vigilance.
This woman was as flirtatious as a poppy flower, filled with fatal temptation. If he was not careful, he might be pulled into an endless abyss at any time.
No wonder she became an Archbishop at such a young age, she was indeed powerful!
"I heard that you are a benevolent lord. Not only do you provide food for the slaves during the famine, you also send people to teach the slave children." Ajani's voice was crisp and carried a trace of laziness, as if she was a young girl who had just woken up on a summer afternoon, acting coquettishly to her lover.
Colin's gaze moved behind her, and indeed, he saw the figure of the retired bishop behind Ajani. These things were obviously told to Ajani by this former bishop of Icestone City, who was now the bishop of Chilly Winter City.
"Archbishop, you flatter me. These are merely my duties as the Lord of Icestone City."
Ajani was just about to speak when she saw a small figure walk in from the entrance of the hall.
But it was this small figure that made all the nobles present bow in respect.
Obviously, this was the current "master" of Lion's Roar Castle — — Joyce St. Sylde had arrived.
Colin also hurriedly put down the plate in his hand and bowed to the host of today's banquet.
At the same time, he glanced at the clock on the wall from the corner of his eye — — this little guy was actually late.
He didn't know if it was on purpose, or …
"Viscount Angley!"
Just as Colin was silently cursing, he actually heard Joyce call his name.
"Young Master Joyce!" Colin hurriedly stepped out of the line, feeling somewhat puzzled.
Joyce raised his chin and said angrily, "You are too much!"
Colin's heart suddenly trembled.
Hm?
So exciting just from the beginning?
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