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Although the shop owner is a little stupid, his craftsmanship is indeed exquisite.
The dress was dark red in color, and the silk fabric clung to her body without any wrinkles, fully showing off her graceful waist and hip curves. There were no cumbersome accessories on the dress, except for a blue enchantress on her chest.
"good."
Zhang Mu had already used Transfiguration to change himself into a noble dress, so no other preparations were needed: "Let's go, Leah, are you sure you don't want to come with us?"
"Well, Grandpa Mihee's story isn't finished yet."
Zhang Mu had no way of telling whether these words were sincere or not. If the little cat girl really resisted going out, he could only do it slowly in the future.
The two of them went out to meet Soran, and got on the carriage sent by the second prince in front of the hotel gate.
The carriage is not very spacious, with two sofas facing each other, and the space in the middle is just enough for legs.
Zhang Mu sat on one side, with Palina sitting next to him.
There was the crisp sound of horse hooves hitting the floor outside. He used magic to block out the sound, and then asked Soran opposite: "The hotel rooms are full, didn't you know that?"
"Yes."
"Have you figured out anything?"
He shook his head: “Analysis without intelligence is just speculation and cannot be trusted.
Guessing too much can actually pull us in the wrong direction.”
"Too."
Palina whispered, "Won't the groom..."
"Madam, the city lord has sealed the carriage."
"Oh."
Turning his head to look at her hands on her thighs, her fingers twisting, Zhang Mu asked: "What do you want to say?"
"Hmm..." She raised her hand and stretched out her index finger, poking his arm. The fingertips seemed to touch the water surface and passed through the cloth unhindered.
"Is it okay for you to be like this?"
"That's why I brought Soren with me."
Soran stared at his fingers that seemed to be submerged in cloth. "All the people attending the Second Prince's banquet are nobles. Is it too rude for me to handle them all?"
"Oh, I'm afraid they'll be unhappy?" Zhang Mu pinched Palina's fingers and put them back on his thigh. "I accepted the invitation only to gather information."
“You came to the capital for your friend, why don’t you just…” Soran hesitated.
"It's much more convenient to roam in the dark than in the light."
The truth is right, he is not saying anything.
Palina, who was standing at the side, heard this and asked curiously, "Mr. Soran, didn't you and the city lord know each other before?"
"I got in touch with him only after I came to the City Lord's Mansion."
"That is to say, Mr. Soran has never seen the original appearance of the city lord."
"kindness."
Her dark eyes turned to Zhang Mu: "Lord City Lord, what do you look like?"
"that's it."
"Hmm...very young."
“You haven’t seen it.”
"But..." She pinched her thumb and index finger together and rubbed it gently, "It's very soft, not like the skin of an old man."
I said she just put something on my arm.
"Professionals cannot infer age from appearance."
She wanted to speak more, but Zhang Mu closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and his refusal to communicate was obvious.
The carriage returned to silence, and about half an hour later the coachman's voice rang out: "My Lords, Madam, we are here."
After getting off the car, there was a simple house in front of me. The front gate was no different from that of ordinary people's houses.
Why don't you see anyone?
Zhang Mu looked around and found that there were only three of them and no other guests.
Perhaps sensing his confusion, the groom bowed and said, "Your Highness has only invited three people."
It's really rare. Banquets in the Kingdom of Lake basically invite relatives and friends, and the more lively the better.
This kind of individual invitation is usually only for people who are extremely important to the person, such as parents or siblings with whom the person has a close relationship.
Anyway, it’s impossible to have ordinary friends.
Raising his eyebrows, Zhang Mu thought that he had given enough face.
"Hahaha..." The door opened from the inside, and the second prince walked out with a smile, "The sumptuous food is ready, why are you still standing at the door?"
As he walked over, he put his right hand on Zhang Mu's shoulder, wanting to enthusiastically lead him into the yard.
Soran took a step forward and reached out to catch the Second Prince's raised hand: "Thank you for your favor, Your Highness."
Being interrupted, he was stunned for a moment, and seeing that Zhang Mu did not rebuke him, he suddenly said, "I am presumptuous, please come in."
His hand naturally rested on Soran's shoulder, and the four of them walked side by side through the door, crossed the garden, and came to the brightly lit restaurant.
He wasn't angry at all. I don't know if he is really easy-going or if he is just a master of hypocrisy.
Muttering to himself, Zhang Mu sat at the first seat on the right side of the long dining table, with Palina beside him and Soren sitting at the first seat opposite him.
The second prince sat at the main seat, ordered the servants to serve the dishes, and then said: "I am very glad that you can come. I hope the dishes will suit your taste."
"I'm not picky."
Perhaps because he was too straightforward, the second prince was stunned for two seconds, then laughed: "Mr. City Lord is really straightforward, I am too pretentious."
"When I was young, I often camped in the wild and hung out with adventure groups. I hope Your Highness will forgive me for my lack of etiquette."
The two of them responded and continued the conversation along the topic.
First, each of them talked about their hard-working lives in the maze forest when they were young, and then discussed the experience of professional training.
The dishes were served on the way and they ate and chatted.
After having a good meal and drinking, dessert and fruit were served. Zhang Mu thought that he had warmed up enough and could get down to business.
"I have some..."
"Knock knock—" there was a knock on the restaurant door.
It was nothing important, so the butler would not disturb him. The second prince frowned, stood up and went out.
A few minutes later, he pushed the door open and came back, looking apologetic: "I'm sorry, Mr. City Lord, something unexpected happened, I..."
"There is plenty of time. We can talk again when Your Highness is free."
"Sorry, I'll take you there."
The second prince walked out of the restaurant and led them to the main entrance.
Walking along the path in the middle of the garden, Zhang Mu looked calm but felt a little irritated.
I don't like polite socializing, and I wanted to take this opportunity to settle things, but I didn't expect someone to come and disrupt things.
Tsk, please, take care of Brother Hai first, and then... huh?
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of an icy blue figure standing in the window of the room on his left.
Senior sister?
I turned my head and saw that the window was empty.
Unmistakable.
Zhang Mu's eyes flickered a few times, but he finally said nothing. He walked all the way to the door, got into the car and drove away under the gaze of the Second Prince.
The carriage disappeared around the corner of the intersection, and he turned around and quickly walked into the room that Zhang Mu had just noticed.
"Avril, what are you looking for me for so long?"
Inside the room, Avril was wearing an ice-blue robe and sitting on a wooden chair against the wall.
Raising her eyes that looked like ice and snow, she did not answer but asked, "Is that person the Lord of Gul City?"
Sitting on the wooden chair next to him, the second prince nodded: “Yes.
I rescued his remaining troops outside the Tranquil Forest, and thought that I could win him over to our side while he was in the capital to report on his duties."
After saying that, he looked into Avril's eyes. The icy white gradually eroded the icy blue, occupying most of the pupils: "It's getting worse again."
"It won't explode until the magic tower is opened."
"But my brother will stop you...you shouldn't take the risk."
"If I am defeated by him in the war for the throne, I will die if I don't practice forbidden magic."
The second prince looked serious. "As long as Mr. Potter comes back, you will definitely win. Why do you have to choose a path full of dangers?"
"Mr. Potter can't come back to the capital anytime soon, and even if he does... let's not talk about that."
She endured the constant stinging pain in her pupils and said calmly, "I have met the Grand Duke of Blois. He is willing to support you. Seize the opportunity."
"The Duke of Blois? He is not—"
"Listen." Avril interrupted him, "I have no ambition for the throne, I am helping you so I can enter the magic tower.
All you have to do is try your best to become the king, then open the door of the magic tower, I will go in to get the inheritance, and after dealing with some things, I will leave Lake. "
"Brother Wang, he... I..."
"Brother, do your best, okay?"
Taking a deep breath, the second prince clenched his fists and said, "I understand."
Avril stood up, walked out of the house, got into her carriage, and turned her head to look at the empty intersection in the distance.
Strange, why do I feel... a kind of...
Maybe I miss my junior. Tomorrow... I have to take care of my father during the day. I will go see him at night.