Chapter 306
Chapter 111: The Feast
“This old man… isn’t simple, huh, Xiu…”
Watching the Ost Empire envoy depart, Miss Vilyric pondered.
That elder named Xiu seemed to be the leader of this group; he must have realized that the Priestess was the core of the team, otherwise, he would have greeted the offended Xiao Guang instead of the newly arrived Vilyric.
To be able to gather such information from just a few changes in expressions of the crowd, no wonder that kid called ‘Your Highness’ obediently listens to him.
Perhaps, he has already recognized the identities of a few of us; after all, these ladies spend all day mingling with the United Kingdom envoy and Sigrid, who is part of the Four Wings.
But, where have I seen this red-haired fellow before?
Unable to recall due to a faint impression, the timely inquiry from Leila reached her ears.
“Miss Vilyric, that person earlier… wasn’t he the lecher we encountered on the way to eradicate the Southern Disaster? You know, the one who got beaten up by Mr. Epunya at the teahouse…”
“Eh?”
Wait, could it actually be him?
No wonder he looked so familiar. Although his outfit was vastly different, his face… especially that arrogant demeanor, was spot on, and those few competent guards seemed to be mixed in with this batch too.
But I wonder where the other conspirators went?
Xiu referred to him as ‘Your Highness’ and wore the royal family’s crest. So this guy is a prince of the Ost Empire? No wonder he was so audacious, boldly flirting with pretty girls!
But wait, they should have been traveling alone, why weren’t they acting together with the envoy?
There’s also something really important.
Did this guy not recognize any of us?
If he were just a passerby, it would be one thing, but let’s not exaggerate—anyone in our group, even Edwina, is a rare beauty. Even if they changed clothes and slightly adjusted their looks, there’s no way this dimwit of a prince could forget someone who pummeled him so quickly, right?
Assuming his brain isn’t that astonishingly empty, the only explanation left is that he clearly recognized us, yet pretended not to, using that clumsy excuse as a pretext for revenge.
Yes, it’s highly probable. Otherwise, those guards should have reminded him.
It seems this prince, despite being arrogant, isn’t stupid. But why hide the previous incident? Is he embarrassed to let others know he got beaten?
Ah, whatever, why bother overthinking? After all, Vilyric doesn’t even know what this guy’s name is. As long as he doesn’t get in her face, the Priestess couldn’t care less about a guy who poses no threat and has no connection to her.
“Then, Dolina, let’s head up first.”
“Let’s hurry, let’s hurry! What a hassle to start with such nonsense…”
The temporary helper, the Winged Woman, waved her hand like a calamity, and Vilyric paid no mind as she led her companions into the teleportation array.
The spatial magic array here was of the same type as the one in the Fragrant Residence, but it was larger and more stable. Even the ten-plus people from the Ost Empire could fit in comfortably.
In terms of magical standards in this world, this was indeed a grand setup.
After a familiar floating sensation, the moment they landed, Vilyric and the others found themselves in a splendidly vast hall.
Countless bright magical lights illuminated the space, making it as bright as day, adorned with neatly arranged exquisite foods—meats, vegetables, fruits, desserts, and drinks abounded.
Melodious music echoed throughout the hall, not just from one or two people but from an entire band, weaving colorful melodies that danced in the air, intermittently brightening and dimming alongside the silent harmonies.
Cute white-feathered girls in receptionist attire flitted about like fairies, carrying trays of freshly baked food to this place, while occasionally providing guidance and help to guests of various races.
The number and variety of guests here were indeed rich, almost like a miniature version of the world’s map.
Just among those Vilyric could see and recognize, there were humans, half-breeds, Winged People, Beastmen, Light Tribe, Demons, Snow Tribe, Tree Spirits, and all sorts of magical beast branches that she couldn’t even name.
With a quick scan of the surroundings, thanks to her sharp eyesight, the Priestess easily spotted the Beastman envoy she had seen before, the United Kingdom delegation led by Philena, and even the Ost Empire envoy that had nearly clashed with them earlier.
“Wow, so many people! The Emperor really knows how to show off—so many countries and races came to celebrate her birthday.”
Renee’s amazed exclamation rang in her ears as Vilyric smiled faintly but didn’t reply.
The Wing Emperor indeed has great influence, but the reason for such exaggerated responses this time was largely due to the rumors about the Abyss spread intentionally by the Kingdom of Azure.
The higher the position one holds, the more they comprehend the significance of the term “Abyss,” making the attention it receives entirely understandable.
“By the way, Miss Vilyric, are you interested in meeting our envoy from the Holy Empire? I think I just saw them.”
“Huh?”
Vilyric turned in surprise, meeting Edwina’s gaze, which held a hint of eagerness and anticipation. Her eyes were pure, reflecting profound and unadulterated things without a trace of plotting.
Speaking of, the Priestess almost forgot that this silly Holy Knight who had been tagging along for quite a while and initially not on her route, had been helping her a few times but was inexplicably glued to her side.
And apparently, this girl was also the daughter of a powerful divine family, basically a young lady from a prominent family.
“The Holy Empire… I remember their representative this time is your sister, Fleidetrika Cecelia—currently the Judging Saintess, right?”
Actually, Vilyric learned about this from eavesdropping on a conversation between Aistini and Edwina when she snuck into the Wing Emperor Palace’s front hall. By the time she arrived, the three had just gone in, so the Priestess had a clear understanding of what happened.
Of course, she couldn’t just say that outright. Later, Edwina found out and visited the Holy Empire’s embassy to look for her sister and stayed there for a while, which gave Vilyric the rationale to “understand” this matter.
“Yes, if Miss Vilyric finds it troublesome, I could just go notify my sister directly and have her come… um, to see you. Although I haven’t shared much with Sister Fi-Fi, she should still be able to tell what changes have happened to me.”
