The dinner will be held in the lobby of the inner castle after nightfall. The style of the inner castle hall is different from the long pavilion of the northern castle, but a huge round hall. Their banquets are also different from those of the northern people. Northerners like to sit on both sides of the long table and have a drink and a party, while southerners are held standing. Although there are chairs for rest on both sides of the hall, the people participating in the banquet generally stand except for the host of the banquet to show respect.

The differences between banquets in the north and south are also about music, dance, etc. The northerners are more rough, and the banquets are generally cheerful and lively. They like to sing battle songs that praise battles more than let singers sing songs praising love. There are few dances at dances. Generally, only drunken drunks will dance on the long table to dance to cheer up, causing laughter. In the south, banquets pay more attention to etiquette and rules. Banquets are generally elegant and complex. Music and dance are the highlights of the banquet. The nobles will dance under the musicians' music, and the nobles will shed tears because of the singer's songs. The banquet process in the south is rigorous and meticulous, which is where musicians and poets show their skills.

The difference between the two is even greater in terms of diet. Banquet food and wine in the north are the top priority, while food tends to be heavily and greasy foods. Roasted lamb, grilled wolf steak, rabbit meat soup, etc. are all famous foods in the north. Northerners believe that these foods can provide them with the energy they need to resist the cold, and the facts have proved that this is true. In terms of wine selection, northerners prefer honey and ale, which are sufficient in the amount and strong in the taste, and dwarf wine is particularly respected in the north.

At southern banquets, the choice of food is not as greasy as that of northerners. The reason is very simple. Because greasy food can easily stain noble dresses, southerners tend to choose food with baked cakes and pies, etc. Lemon cakes, apple pies, baked egg tarts, etc. are frequent visitors at southern banquets, and various puddings are also particularly popular among noble ladies and ladies. In terms of wine selection, southerners prefer wines that can be savored, such as various fruit wines and luxurious spirits. Among them, wine, cider, etc. are the most common, while rare and expensive wines, such as exotic gin wine, are particularly popular.

Kadiya walked in the round hall in a new dress. The banquet had not yet begun, but the servants were hurrying to arrange the banquet and carry the meal plates and wine glasses. The dress was a pure white velvet dress with gorgeous lace and golden lines sewn on it, which formed a rolling splash of water on the white skirt. Kadiya was excited since she was taken back from Plain's study, until Lord Udolph sent her servant to order her to change clothes and bathe. She had been obedient in a rare way.

The maid woven her beautiful soft blonde hair neatly, making it a popular hairstyle for southern ladies. Kadiya generally doesn't like this hairstyle because it's too troublesome, but Kadiya still honestly didn't run away in front of the mirror. I have disobeyed my father once today, Kadiya thought that if she disobeyed him again, he might lock me up and not let me attend the banquet, and it would be troublesome at that time.

Kadiya learned from Pavre that "Scarlet Rose" would also attend the banquet. No, no, it was not Scarlet Rose. Kadiya thought it was Kathaba.

The mercenary was stunned when Kadiya grabbed her hand, but she immediately calmed down. "Miss, this matter is not something I can decide," she said politely, "but if you really think so, please start by not calling me "Scarlet Rose". My name is Kasperba."

Kasper Kadiya thought that she looked... special, but she could not associate her with the legendary "Scarlet Rose" fighting with the enemy on the battlefield. She was not like such a cruel person. Kadiya thought, is His Royal Highness Vidland Villeon the same?

While thinking about her, she reached out to pick up a lemon cake. The soft and soft lemon aroma made Kadiya feel excited. But when she took the first bite, she said in a voice behind her: "Have you heard of it? Lord Fujie of Linle Town has arrived with his son. It is said that their army will also arrive at Jin Falls City tomorrow morning."

Kadiya took a small bite of the lemon cake, then turned around and it turned out that it was two servants placing wine glasses chatting.

"Of course!" said another servant, "but I heard that the Master Badong from Langshi Town also came with his two sons."

"So what about Ed Town? Who is the person who came to Ed Town this time?"

"Are you stupid? Of course it's Mr. Mdolph!"

"Mdolph?" Kadiya exclaimed. The two servants hurriedly looked at them, but found Kadiya, who was holding half a lemon bread in her hand, was looking at them.

"Miss!" The two of them quickly lowered their heads.

Kadiya put the half-bitten lemon bread back on the plate, then lifted her skirt and walked towards the two servants quickly. "Does Mdolph want to come back?" Kadiya asked in surprise.

The two servants looked at each other, "This..."

"What are you doing here standing?!" A voice sternly drank, "Why don't you go to work quickly!"

The two servants looked at Pavre with gratitude, then quickly nodded like garlic, "Yes, yes, yes, Captain Guard, let's go to work now!" Then they hurriedly left.

"Miss," Pavre's stern expression immediately turned into helplessness when he looked at Kadiya, "Please wipe off the cake crumbs from your mouth. If you see it, you will be scolded again."

"Ah?" Kadiya wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, "Stop worrying about this, is that true? Mdolph is coming back?"

"This..." Pavre also became as hesitant as his servant.

"Forget it." Kadiya left her head, "I'll ask my father myself." After that, she lifted her skirt and walked towards the door of the hall.

"Please wait!" Pavre hurriedly chased after him, "The lord is talking to others, so please don't disturb me."

"Ah? Then why aren't you guarding at the door and coming here?" Kadiya turned her head and looked at Pavle in suspicion.

"This..." Pavre hesitated and couldn't say anything again.

"A guest you avoided..." Kadiya suddenly understood something, "Mdolph is now in her father's study?"

Then she accelerated her pace and walked towards the door, while Pavre followed anxiously to stop her.

"Miss! The adults ordered not to disturb anyone!" Pavre said following her.

"Just say you haven't seen me, I don't know what orders are enough." Kadiya didn't care at all.

"But Miss..." Pavre showed an embarrassing expression.

"If you have this skill, why not help me get a lemon cake." Kadiya said, her pace did not mean to slow down.

As a result, when she walked to the door, she suddenly ran into someone. She was anxious and kept her head down in order not to step on the hem of the skirt. As a result, she was almost knocked to the ground by the man. Fortunately, Pavre behind her quickly supported her.

"Who!" Kadiya stood firm and shouted at the man angrily, "Don't you look at the road?"

"But you are the one who didn't look at the road just now," the man smiled, "My little sister."

Kadiya looked at the boy with soft blonde hair and blue and black eyes in front of her and showed a look of surprise.

"Mdolph?"

...

In the Drunken Fish Tavern in the Sluice Area, Kasperba sat in the corner, looking thoughtfully at the bubbles in the wooden wine glass.

"What's wrong, what are you thinking?" asked Meca, who was sitting opposite her. Meca took off her hood at this moment, and her long light olive hair was like a waterfall. Meca is a beauty. When Kasperba first saw her, she especially liked her hair and eyes.

"Nothing." Kasperba looked at the noisy people in the tavern. At this moment, half of the ghost sword brigade came to the bar, but Coria and Mai went shopping with a few other members. Ding Ke started to clamor for him, but Berlem told her that she would not allow her to go if she did not put down the lady's sword, so she continued to drink and start to get angry after coming to the tavern.

"I hold the sword to protect your safety!" Ding Ke, who had burped for half a glass of beer in one breath, said loudly to Mozi next to him, "But why do they just don't understand!"

"Yes." Mozi nodded slightly after taking a sip of sweet fruit wine, not sure whether it was agreeing with Ding Ke's statement or the sweet fruit wine was very suitable for her taste.

"Worry," Belle said dissatisfiedly, "There are other people drinking here!"

Kasperba looked at the tavern and it was true. In addition to the Ghost Sword Brigade, there were indeed many other players and a few guards. However, most of them came to join in the fun. They just wanted to see the girl. The game itself has fewer female players, and the Ghost Sword Brigade is a guild composed of only female players. This is also the reason why the Ghost Sword Brigade was famous at the beginning. However, this is also the most unpleasant thing about Kasperba. When people talk about the Ghost Sword Brigade, the first thing they think of is "there are all women" instead of "they are very strong". They are even criticized for this. Although Kasperba himself doesn't care about these things, the resentment of the other people in the guild has slightly infected her. Kasperba thought of this and smiled evilly. Look, you guys, but if anyone dares to come up...

"Hey! What do you want to do?" Ding Ke suddenly stepped on the table and pointed his hand holding the mug at a man who wanted to chat with Mozi, "Ha? What do you want to say to Mozi?"

"No, no, nothing..." The man saw the drunk Ding Ke reaching out to touch the hilt of his sword and quickly retreated, but the companions on the table behind him burst into laughter.

"Ding Ke is such a good boy." Kasperba couldn't help but sigh.

"Is that true? I guess Belle doesn't dare to agree with you." Meka said with a smile.

"How could Ding Ke is the loyal hound that makes me proud! Balme will definitely understand me!" Casperba said proudly, patting his chest.

"So what about that child today? What do you think of her?" Meka asked again.

"Which?" Kasperba asked pretending to be stupid.

"It's that lady."

"Ha? Are you serious, are you? That's an NPC!" Kasperba waved his hand, "and there are a lot of NPCs in her words if she wants to find a swordsman, right?"

This is no longer the first NPC to find Kaserba as a teacher. Although most of the noble ladies in the south still want to be ladies, there are also many noble ladies who regard the princess Vidra Villeon as their idols. They want to wear armor and hold swords like men and pursue glory, but they do not know the cruelty of the battlefield.

NPC is different from players, Kasperba told himself that we will not die, but they will.

"So, I'm asking what you think of her." Meka asked relentlessly.

What do you think? "A lady who knows nothing." Kasperba commented lightly.

"Ha, isn't that the same as someone?" Meka said with a meaningful look at Kasperba.

"Someone is a player," Kasperba took a sip of ale, "Miss is an npc."

NPC will die, Kassabat will make her own money. They will die, she will die.

"Oh, so you don't like being with NPC so much. When I was in Fran Lake, I thought I liked it very much." Meca said unexpectedly.

"You will only feel it after experiencing it." Kasperba said, the smell of wine in his mouth turned into bitterness.

"Well, after all, this is just a game," Meka said casually, "We should not try the elements of poor game experience."

Does anyone in this game really think that "this is just a game"? Kasperba thought skeptical.

"Is the gaming experience bad...?" Kasperba smiled, "I'm right, the gaming experience in this part is really bad."

"So it's almost done." Meka said and stood up.

"Has it been this time?" Kaserba took another sip of ale, then stood up with Meka, "Then it's almost time to set off."

"Are we the only two?" Meka asked.

Kasperba thought for a while, then looked at his companions who were drinking at the other tables, and then smiled helplessly, "Forget it, we should take on such a boring dance party alone."

"Ah? President! Are you leaving?!" Ding Ke, who was drunk, shouted at Kasperba through half a bar.

"Yeah." Kasperba took a deep breath, then picked up the wine glass and shouted in the sound of orders he gave on weekdays, "Girls! I wish you a happy hunting tonight!"

"Oh!" The members of the Ghost Sword Brigade in the bar raised their glasses and cheered, and then everyone gushes of wine in the glasses.

"It's really... pay a little attention to the image. This momentum scares the man drinking next to you." Meka said helplessly.

Kasperba put down the wine glass and looked at Ding Ke who had just finished a glass of wine. She was also half drunk and found that the president was looking at her. "Ding Ke, don't make noise anymore, don't disturb other guests." After that, Kasperba walked out of the tavern without looking back, and Meka followed calmly.

...

The tomb is not spacious, and the black sword in Joel's hand is subject to certain restrictions in such a space. Compared to Joel, the length of the fish-slicing knife in his opponent's hand is just right. For this reason, Joel took out a cracked wooden shield from the "backpack". This was the wooden shield used by the guards who escorted Joel and Simoken to the depths of the snowfield. Joel picked it up from their blood. Although it was slightly cracked, it was still useful.

Joel hung the black lantern on the buttons of his belt, holding a shield in one hand and holding a sword in the other, and walked forward alertly. The sound of footsteps of puffs kept wandering around him, but the sound of footsteps echoed in the tunnel so that Joel could not find its location immediately.

The structure of the tomb is complicated. Joel is always guarding behind him, and is always chasing the sound of footsteps. He cannot let him go in the direction where Hemi is. Joel always reminds himself that while he tightens his nerves and remains vigilant, he is also recalling his position and direction.

"You are like me." The monster whispered in the dark, his voice cold without any emotion, like the flow of water in the cold winter, "You are... a resurrected person."

Same? Joel questioned in an instant, the one who has come back from the dead?

And it was this moment of hesitation that a contour appeared in the darkness. If the contour had not reflected the flames, Joel would have almost noticed it. He suddenly raised the wooden shield and the sharp fish-slicing knife hit his shield hard. The blade left a deep groove on the wooden shield like a sharp claw. Joel pierced the black sword into the darkness ahead. The flames leaped, the darkness faded, and a slender and slippery arm poked out from the darkness, with gray-blue scales on it.

The monster immediately retreated back to the darkness without getting the strike. Joel did not feel the real sense of stabbing something, so he took the sword back.

Joel's brain, who felt the monster retreat, immediately began to think about it again. What did he mean just now? He was also a resurrection? This made Joel deeply uneasy. He himself knew best what the "resurrection" meant, at least he could not kill him now. Joel thought that he needed to burn him to ashes with fire.

The hole in his abdomen that had been cut by a fish cutter before began to hurt at this moment. Joel took a deep breath of the decayed air in the catacomb, and the bitter herbal smell warned him not to relax. He had to fight quickly. Joel thought that although he could not kill him, it was still useful to cut off his hands and feet. With this idea, Joel decisively rushed into the darkness ahead and chased the monster.

"You can't kill me!" The monster suddenly roared and rushed out of the darkness again. This time Joel saw his fish face. Joel raised the wooden shield. The monster's fish-cutting knife pricked out violently, directly piercing through the thick wooden shield. The blade cut through Joel's forearm, revealing the thick white bones under it. Then the blood burned violently at the moment when it touched the air. Joel gritted his teeth and waved the blade to slash towards the monster's left shoulder.

The "silent" sword blade easily cut the scales on the monster's left shoulder, but it was stuck in the bone. The monster roared angrily and wanted to pull the fish-cutting knife out of the wooden shield, but Joel did not give him a chance and drew the sword suddenly. The monster screamed in severe pain, and the fishy blood flowed down the black sword's blade, but Joel waved his sword to the monster's right arm without a pause.

The monster roared, raised its slender but powerful foot and kicked Joel's shield. The huge monster not only kicked Joel away, but the wooden shield that was helping him on his left arm was also smashed to pieces. The fish-cutting knife was inserted into a piece of wood shield and fell to the ground.

Joel fell backwards and then fell heavily to the ground. A broken sound came from the black lantern on his waist, but fortunately the fire did not go out. At the thrilling moment, Joel found that the monster was not chasing like this, but wanted to reach out to pick up the fish-slicing knife on the ground. Why? Joel asked in a flash of his mind, why was he so persistent in that knife? He was obviously a monster, and it was much better to fight directly with his body than with such a short knife, but why was he obsessed with the fish-slicing knife?

Joel didn't know the answer, and he had no time to think about it. He stretched out his hand to the monster, and the square box appeared in front of his hand, which was the circle of the webutou. The pale light spread from Joel's body, and the circle of the pale quickly spread in all directions. The monster's hand that reached towards the fish-slicing knife also slowed down.

Time was accelerated. Joel quickly climbed up from the ground, and Joel found that the hand not only slowed down, but also stopped. It was obvious that the other party had discovered the changes on his side.

Joel dropped the wooden shield's grip, then held the black sword with both hands, and continued to sprint towards the monster, while the hand stopped where he was about to catch the fish-slicing knife, and then suddenly retracted it back into the darkness.

Don't try to escape! Joel endured the pain. The leather armor on his left forearm had been burned black, with Mars on it, but fortunately the wound had burned and stopped bleeding. Joel chased forward, and the monster's footsteps signaled that he was rushing away. Although he didn't understand the reason, Joel still chased after him fearlessly.

This is the best time. He told himself that it was the first time that the other party saw the "Ring of Snakes" and that the unexpected effect would be greatly reduced when used next time. Taking advantage of the victory, this is the decisive tactic.

So, Joel rushed to the front of the dark without any hesitation.
Chapter completed!