Demon King

The banquet was held in the main hall of the new palace, and carriages filled the streets outside the palace. Whether it was the upstart or the old aristocrat who had just won the knighthood today, they all wore exquisite noble costumes and held the hands of the female/male partner. , Walked into the new palace.く

The main hall is magnificently decorated, neatly placed tables with white tablecloths. On the tables are various foods, colorful, bottles of Sival wine and golden ale are dipped in ice buckets, and they are placed on the side of the main hall. There is a symphony orchestra playing melodious music, the atmosphere is relaxed and casual, thousands of nobles chat with each other, laugh from time to time, and the waiters are constantly flowing, serving the nobles.

Ivo walked into the field with Nafi in his arms, and immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. As a new duke, Ivo was a heavy role at the banquet. Open, just to make a good impression on the most powerful aristocrat in the future of the kingdom of Lasses, the aristocrats stepped forward to greet Ivo.

The new duke, the city lord of the royal city, the commander of the Fifth Army, and the owner of the Golden Cross, a series of frenzied names, made Ivo a sweet potato, and one nobleman came forward to talk.

Ivo is the largest upstart in the kingdom. Various networks and interest chains have not yet been consolidated. For other little nobles, Ivo's casual sprinkling of benefits can meet their needs. The oil and water are too rich.

Ivo said a few perfunctory words, and saw that Severn III was talking with Donald, his heart moved slightly, and Nafi walked over.

Seeing Ivo approaching, Donald joked: "I will call you Lord Duke from now on."

Ivor waved his hand again and again, and said with a smile: "I dare not let the first knight of the kingdom, Mr. Donald, call it that way."

Donald smiled and left wisely.

Seven III and Ivo clinked glasses, looked at Nafi, and smiled: "The girl from the Linches family is already so beautiful."

Na Fei covered her mouth and chuckled, and bowed in a thoughtful manner.

Ivo and Severn III were not so particular. They pulled the king aside and asked, "You haven't given me my badge. What do you think?"

Saiwen III touched his beard and said: "I am going to hold your honoring ceremony tomorrow alone..."

The king wanted to use his influence to be promoted from a commoner to a duke. His deeds can inspire the people’s enthusiasm for serving the royal family. This also represents the king’s attention. Ivo has no opinion on this. After clarifying the thoughts of Saiwen III , Then concentrate on enjoying the banquet.

Ivo wandered in the chamber of commerce, chatting with the little nobleman who came up to talk from time to time.

McPhee approached him, and after the two clinked glasses, McPhee praised: "Your achievements are shocking."

Ivo's identity is a Duke, and his title is higher than McFar. McFar has never met with him, so he used honorifics when meeting him for the first time.

"Hello, Marquis McPhee." Ivo nodded.

After the two exchanged the weather and food, McFer showed his intentions, "Duke Ivo, I have a request. I hope you can let my son do things under your command."

"Your son?"

"Leon Siri."

Ivo touched his chin, and said readily: "No problem." He is now different from what he used to be. He can't guilty of targeting Lei Weng for some small holidays before. The two are no longer on the same level. He is happy to sell the Xili family. A good favor, Saiwen III invited him to become the commander of the Fifth Army. He has the highest management authority and can plug people in at will.

However, Ivo did not intend to remain the commander of the army. He had already made up his mind that after obtaining the qualifications for the journey of salvation, he would leave North 6 and just name the commander of the army.

Mcpher left with satisfaction.

Iwo took a sip of wine, and suddenly felt that he was looking at him, and turned his head to look. In the corner, a group of aristocratic ladies in gorgeous long dresses gathered together, watching him, talking in low voices, with hot eyes.

The seventeen-year-old Duke's attraction to these noble ladies is extremely huge, like a big-for-fly... Well, another one, like the attraction of nectar to bees, attract bees and butterflies, if you can come to Ivo , Maybe you can become a duchess, even if the possibility is not high, many aristocratic ladies are willing to have a little ambiguity with this young duke.

But they were worried that if I was upset by someone who was not good at talking, they would lose, so they hesitated, but a woman in an evening dress came out more and more, and the target was Ivo.

Sandrine came to Ivo with a glass of wine, her eyes rolled on Ivo's face, and smiled: "Hello, Lord Duke."

Ivo glanced at her and recognized that this was the female knight who was conferring an honor during the day. Others greeted her with smiles. He couldn't walk away, so he replied perfunctorily: "Hello, Ms. Sandrine."

Sandrine's eyes lit up and she said softly: "My lord, do you know me?"

"Uh, I saw you during the award ceremony in the morning."

Sandrine, as an officer, behaves tenderly when talking to Ivo, but she has a sturdy personality. If she is an ordinary nobleman, she would not take the initiative to talk to her, but Ivo’s reputation in the army is unmatched. She is the idol of all soldiers, and Sandrine is no exception. She can't wait to show Ivo one of her most perfect aspects.

Ivo was not interested in her. Because of etiquette, she talked for a while, but this made the aristocratic ladies who were watching mistakenly think that he was very good at talking. They all had the thought of approaching her, and secretly angry Sandrine first appeared. All of them came up all at once, and talked about themselves.

"My lord, I'm Pilates from McCoy's house."

"I'm from Serfin's..."

"I'm……"

Sandrine saw seventeen or eight noble ladies surrounding Ivo, her face flashed with despair, for fear that these noble ladies would have diminished the impression that she had finally left Ivo.

Ivo was surrounded by Yingying and Yanyan. Various perfumes were mixed together. His sensitive sense of smell became a burden. His nose was itchy, and he felt the gentle fragrance of nephrite on the front and back. The soft touch rubbed on his arms and back. I don't know which part it is, these noble ladies are talking at the same time, like a twittering sparrow, Ivo secretly crying, feeling that every minute and every second is suffering.

With Ivo as the center, the noble lady who came forward to strike up a conversation, over 70% of the people present, the other male nobles looked at Ivo, who was almost overwhelmed by women with envy, and wished to change positions with him.

Nafei watched this scene amusedly from the side ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ with a lot of emotion. Once upon a time, at the first banquet with Ivo, he was just a teenager who had no sense of existence. People care about it, but now, seven years later, it has become the center of the radiant banquet.

Na Fei was not jealous at all, instead, there was a burst of pride and joy in her heart, as if the things she cherished were also valued by others.

Because of such a good person, he is about to become his husband!

At this moment, Ivo's gaze crossed Yingying Yanyan who surrounded him, and Na Fei's gaze entangled with each other.

Extremely gentle.

In the next moment, Ivo squeezed away the aristocratic ladies who were slightly taken aback, and strode towards Nafi.

Nafi's heartbeat speeded up suddenly, standing still, watching Ivo approach step by step with a gentle smile, as if locked in by him, unable to retreat.

Do you want to...

(To be continued.)