<h4>Chapter 113: Attending the Banquet</h4>


    Although it was only an encounter, it was still 20,000 fighting 3,000. However, the Grand Duke returned to the fortress with his army in a triumphant manner. Although this move is said to be an ironic proof of the Grand Duke''s good and great honor, it can also show the necessary doings in order to boost the morale. When Pdin returned to his tent, he was about to give his muscles a good rx. Outside, the sky darkened and the full moon reced the sun hanging in the gray sky. The surviving soldiers, armed with spirits, sat around the campfire, eating shoddily roasted meat and telling third-rate jokes, or talking about a certain supposedly thrilling battle from many years ago.


    Suddenly, Sarrier turned out of a nearby tent and walked over to Pdin, "Put this on." Pdin nced at the robe that Sarrier handed over. Casually picking it up and spreading it out. However, he was surprised to find that on top of the grayish-white robe, there were patternspiled with gold silk, and the fabric was also extremely expensive raw silk! The price of this raw silk was quite high! Pdin gently sniffed it, and a look of fondness radiated from his eyes. This robe vaguely still had a refreshing grassy fragrance. It should have been cooked with spices. Spice ah, this is spice! A spice whose price was even higher than gold!


    Seeing Pdin''s loving look, Sarrier handed over another scepter. It was a scepter that was covered in silver and emitted silver light. The scepter had a pattern of carved gold and jade bracelets. And on the top, it was a cross made of all silver. It was not only gorgeous, but also not vulgar. Pdin took the scepter and yed with it back and forth. Very joyfully, he stood up and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency the Archbishop, and please wait for me." Sarrier then saw Pdin put on his robe in one go and fiddled with the silver scepter back and forth. Then solemnly took out a small silver cross pendant and hung it around his neck. At first nce, it really looked as noble and holy as a clergyman! Although he was originally a clergyman.


    Sarrier was also very satisfied as he looked at Pdin with this solid look. Relievedly, he said, ''''Don''t me me for speaking straight, you are not handsome per se, but there is still so much temperament. Later in the banquet at least you won''t lose face." Pdin smiled without saying anything, then also followed Sarrier to leave the camp and go to the fortress. In reality, Pdin understood in his heart. Sarrier also had some capable people around him, but didn''t bring them along because they weren''t nobles and he himself was a noble. In this power of nobles, being one of them was much more effective in dealing with them.


    Looking at the gates that were so tall that one could look up to them, Pdin walked into thergest and most powerful fortress of this Kasmi Principality for the first time. The t stone floor, the format of taverns and stores that were opening on both sides, and the magicalmps erected along the streets made Pdin think for a moment that he was back in Edley. If it wasn''t for the well-equipped guards with pot helmets and hooked spears passing back and forth on the road, and some big-bellied merchants driving their wagons intending toe to the fortress to make a fortune in war.


    Hired mercenaries took the few silver coins they had just been issued and ran off to hang out in the gentlend, as well as the huge bed crossbows and catapults that appeared on the city walls from time to time. It was only then that Pdin broke the illusion. Listening to the very emotional introduction of these stores as well as workshops by Sarrier beside him. Pdin turned his head to inspect the periphery of this fortress. Obviously, theyout of the outermostyer of the fortress was just like a city. But when Pdin and Sarrier passed through one of the inner gates and entered under the respectful gaze of the guards, the town''s aura instantly disappeared.


    The towering towers and dense soldiers, are densely packed eyelets on both sides. From time to time, catapults as tall as a building can be seen. Above the city wall there is also a wooden wall constructed to defend against bows and arrows. Everything in front of me is different from the soft town just now. It was a stern and cold blue-gray color. Walking in the middle of these soldiers, Pdin and Sarrier also remained silent and did not speak. elerating their pace quickly and they entered the third floor, after passing through the third gate and the fourth gate, they finally went up to the castle in the center. To be honest, if Pdin were toe by himself tonight, even if someone were to show him the way, he would definitely get lost in the castle''s numerous forks.


    After walking through a long flight of rotating stairs, Sarrier opened the door in front of him. What met his eyes was a wide corridor. At the end of the corridor was the sound ofughter and conversation. Two guards were guarding the doorway, with red raw silk dangling in front of them as a curtain. Pdin looked at this style and once again deeply felt what is called luxury! Inparison, Andrew''s style can be used as garbage!


    Red silk, with expensive dyes to render such arge piece, and then just used as a curtain! This curtain alone is at least fifty gold coins! And that''s without a price, knowing that dyes can mostly only be purchased from the nine southern Elven(elf) ns, while raw silk can only be traded from the far west, from the Mm dynasty behind the huge Moro Desert. This one curtain would take two extremes of the continent''s produce to produce, yet it could only be used as a curtain! Pdin stood to the side in some shock, and when the guard checked Sarrier''s identity, he immediately bent down with great respect and casually passed through the door curtain to open the heavy wooden door.


    Pleasant Kasmi noble music floated from within, and Pdin stepped inside. What shed in front of his eyes was a piece of splendor! The extremely spacious hall separated into two floors, with a staircase strung right in the middle. On both sides are good white stones polished and treated with gold edges of the columns. The ground is made of very soft and brightly colored fur of unknown monsters. Near the wall on one side was a dining table covered with a white cloth, on which there were many rare dishes that Pdin had never seen before. Format drinks and desserts were avable. There were also several chefs preparing a cheese-like dessert.


    Not to mention that the walls on either side were lined with fancy and bizarre murals and heroes and legends. Just the huge zed magic crystal magicmp above his head made Pdin almost lose hisposure and open his mouth! Hundreds of top quality magic crystals were set in grooves of gold. With years of knowledge Pdin can also see the top with an extremelyrge amount of tedious andplex alchemy array constantly urging the magic crystals to emit energy. So that the entire magicmp in the role of hundreds of magic crystals emitted a warm and soft yellow light. As the line of sight moved downward, countless nobles were dressed in fancy clothes, and beautiful noblewomen in corseted floor-length dresses were holding wines in their hands, very elegantly and politely dividing into small groups of three, chatting with each other about their recent sightings and stories.


    "Well, the people in this hall are the rulers of the Principality." Sarrier jokingly came to Pdin with a proud tone.Pdin nodded slightly, his eyes filled with a madness and quest that Sariel couldn''t have imagined: "It''s so beautiful! This is real life! And..." But before Pdin finished speaking, his expression froze for a moment ! Because at this moment, from his other perspective, an unexpected thing happened to the avatar.