Him and their stars

After all, it was the first banquet held by Queen Brunhilt after coming of age, and it was still very topical in the social circles of the empire. As a result, the number of guests attending the banquet has reached less than 100,000, and only one tenth of them has received a formal invitation.

In the era of the home star, it would be almost unimaginable to hold a high-end cocktail party attended by 100,000 people, but it was not Yu Lian's turn to worry about such things. This is an empire anyway, and what their ruling class likes most is this elegant and noble tone. They love to brew up the conspiracy to rule the universe in the midst of drinking and drinking. As a result, they are naturally comfortable with the experience of hosting banquets.

Guests who can come to the banquet, regardless of whether they have a formal invitation or not, should at least have a certain degree of confidence in their social status. However, most of them have to disembark from the front pier, which is at the root of the "White Tree Palace", and pass the security check at the door to enter. Those like Yu Lian and Mr. Qi who were allowed to disembark from the "Tree Yap" private yacht dock in White Tree Palace and directly enter the banquet hall were naturally the elite among the elite.

I dare not say anything else. This kind of person is naturally quite well-informed.

This is probably why Yu Lian was saluted by everyone as soon as he got off the boat.

It’s still the same saying, “This is what a man should do”!

What's the saying? Oh, by the way, men will remain young until they die! The corollary is that men will suffer from secondary diseases until they die. If you can't even enjoy facing the enemy's threats, you must not be a qualified chuunibyou.

As a result, Yu Lian adjusted his expression and posture, and put his arms around Mr. Qi's shoulders. The two guys, who together were almost a hundred years old, swaggered through the entrance hall with a gait that could not be imitated by the well-dressed dignitaries present.

Judging from their steps, of course they didn't look like they were attending a noble drinking party, but more like two greasy uncles who had finished drinking beer at a barbecue night.

"Do you think among these pretentious nobles, are there still people as unrestrained and unrestrained as us?" Yu Lian asked Mr. Qi.

Mr. Qi shook his head and said, "If you really care about the opinions of the people around you, then these four words must be irrelevant."

Yu Lian was slightly startled, feeling that he had never expected to be educated here, so he said helplessly: "So, now this is..."

"Because it's the same every time I'm invited to a banquet. My own comfort is the most important thing." He said in a matter-of-fact tone.

This is the realm. Yu Lian thought that if the spirit of the universe gave this gentleman the factor of a psyker, there would be at least one more high-level saint in the galaxy.

"However, in terms of banquet etiquette, what I did is worthy of being disqualified. But so what? The background of this world is actually very realistic. Whether it is disrespectful or uninhibited has never been because of other people. It only depends on your own status. This is what I want to tell you."

Yu Lian said that he really couldn't understand it, so he immediately grinned and continued to walk with Mr. Qi along the domed traffic bridge towards the side door of the hall in the distance. However, when he was about to enter the hall, Yu Lian's sight suddenly caught the yacht that had just been parked at a berth next to it.

The door of the yacht opened. A pair of well-dressed young men and women were supporting an older nobleman and slowly walked down from the door.

However, the fact that the traffic boat can park at a berth so close to the door shows that these people have a high status. At least, it should be Mr. Biqi, the ambassador of the community, who has a higher status. However, there is a saying that this is not a rudeness on the part of the organizer and an intention to embarrass Mr. Qi, a world-class literary giant, but is determined by the empire's cumbersome palace regulations and etiquette system.

The old nobleman was unremarkable, a high-ranking nobleman who could be seen everywhere here. However, the young man and woman were a bit interesting.

The woman should be in her early twenties. Although an upright woman is in her best years, she is wearing a dress that is too plain and old-fashioned. There is a pitiful and delicate temperament on her fair face, and her eyes seem a little numb. As a result, those silver eyes that were supposed to be very charming suddenly had only the color of embers.

If we use today's words, it is a mourning, and the mourning is almost solidified.

Yu Lian suspected that if she hadn't come to attend someone else's banquet, the girl might actually show up wearing black mourning clothes.

...However, the person who can lose such a sense of existence should be a psyker.

As for the young man, he was probably three or four years older than the woman, with a strong physique, a powerful temperament, and a majestic appearance. Yu Lian can feel the vitality in the other party that is much more surging than ordinary people, and he is also a psychic.

Yu Lian could tell that the outlines and eyebrows of the two people were somewhat similar, so they were more likely to be siblings.

If you were born into a noble family and were a psyker, you would most likely be an astral knight.

There is a saying that Yu Lian had been exposed to this kind of "elite monster" until he wanted to vomit in his previous life, but he only saw it once in his life, so he couldn't help but take another look.

"That is?"

Yu Lian just asked casually, but Mr. Qi also looked at the other party seriously and seemed a little confused. Then he glanced at the coat of arms of the yacht. His eyes suddenly became a little weird, and he patted Yu Lian. Shoulder: "Well, it should be Duke Mogash's house."

Yu Lian didn't expect Mr. Qi to have such insight into heraldry, but it didn't seem strange after thinking about it. After all, I often learn foreign languages ​​with a group of beautiful aristocratic aunts, and it’s not surprising to learn about heraldry.

"What kind of look do you have? I am an ambassador after all. If I don't even understand these things, wouldn't I be a salary thief who wastes people's tax money?" Mr. Qi said with a smile: "In addition, occasionally study the heraldry of the empire. It’s also pretty good. If nothing else, at least their heraldry design still has a very good sense of modern craftsmanship and aesthetics.”

At this point, Mr. Qi paused again, sighed again, and lowered his voice: "This is a banquet held by others after all. You can't be impulsive for a while. The overall situation is more important, do you understand?"

So what do I need to understand?

Mr. Qi looked at the old noble again and said: "The contemporary Duke of Mogash is named Osenro IV. After retiring from the position of Privy Councilor three years ago, he has been in his own territory. Go into seclusion."

Yu Lian said "Oh", but didn't understand what this had to do with him.

Mr. Qi couldn't help but glare at Yu Lian, and then said: "His granddaughter, Miss Xia Luo, married two generations of Marquis Odegaard respectively."

"You really know how to play! But this is also the basic behavior of the imperial nobles... Uh, but this Marquis of Odegaard seems to have been heard somewhere."

Yu Lian blinked, and finally, under Mr. Qi's disdainful gaze, he dug out a long-unused message from a certain groove in the cerebral cortex: "Is the Odegaard you are talking about the same Odegaard?"

"Yes, that's the one you hacked to death in the Far Shore Nebula." Mr. Qi nodded.

"You can't talk nonsense. Our country is only suppressing bandits in the Nebula on the far coast and has never had any conflict with the empire. Neither have they. I don't even know a noble man like the Marquis of Odegaard!" Yu Lian explained seriously .

At this time, the trio from Duke Mogash's family finally discovered Yu Lian.

They must have recognized their big enemy, and their steps obviously paused. Of course, he just took one more look and left directly.

Well, he acted very calm, but because he was too calm, it was a bit deliberate.

Yu Lian and Mr. Qi looked at each other, raised their hands at the same time to express their helplessness, and continued to move forward. But before he took a few steps, Yu Lian felt the sound of rapid footsteps behind him.

Since people are so anxious, as a polite and three-minded young man of the new era of the earth, he naturally has to make things easier for others. Yu Lian took Mr. Qi to the side and made way for him.

However, at this time, the footsteps had a hint of malice, and they were clearly directed at him.

What era is it! Yu Lian was not surprised, only a sigh that was so shocked that he was speechless. He pushed Mr. Qi away a little more, without even turning his head, and allowed the other party to hit him.

The interlacing of psychic fields determined the winner in a tenth of a second. With a dizzying sound, a figure flew back.

"Ah, what happened?" Mr. Qi finally reacted, and immediately became energetic: "Oh, it turns out that the real battle between psykers is so... um, refreshing? I thought the Galaxy Martial Arts Conference It's normal to see lightning, thunder, wind and thunder!"

No, actually both are normal, it depends on the situation at that time.

Yu Lian turned around and saw a Cat Man, about two meters tall and wearing a formal dress, lying on the ground five meters away from him, unable to get up for a long time.

The small commotion just now also attracted more attention and a small exclamation from the surrounding people.

But that's all.

It seems that the imperial nobles are already very familiar with this kind of scene.

"Isn't this too childish?" Yu Lian asked helplessly.

"That's true, and it's extremely embarrassing." The person who answered him was a young human noble, about thirty years old. He is of medium height, with gray eyes and short bronze hair. He has a straight face and looks very serious, even a bit gloomy. The whole person feels like a dagger hidden in his arms.

"Get up! It's embarrassing!" The noble young man shouted in a low voice to the Cathay man who was still lying on the ground, and then bowed slightly in the direction of Mr. Qi: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Qi, for letting you see such a thing. A disgraceful scene.”

Shouldn't you apologize to me? Yu Lian thought.

Mr. Qi waved his hand, but then stabbed: "No need, you are the one who is embarrassed, so you have to apologize to yourself."

The human nobleman did not speak and bowed again. Without looking at Yu Lian again, he quickly left with the Cathay man who got up and rubbed his waist.

"That Katai man is Lulun Orangmane, a direct descendant of the Kaitai royal family. He is currently studying at the Imperial Royal Navy University. Among the children of the Kaitai royal family, he has the best relationship with Charon Orangmane. As for the imperial nobleman , is Count Remen, a member of the Astral Knights, Commodore of the Imperial Navy, and now serves as a military advisor to the Cathay Navy. He has a very good relationship with the late Lieutenant General Orson Blackfin, the former Chief of Operations of the Kingdom of Cathay."

"..."

"Don't tell me that you've forgotten who Charon Mane and Orson Blackfin are, right?"

"...How is that possible! I haven't reached the age of Alzheimer's disease yet. Aren't they the two who fought in the West End Galaxy?"

"You really forgot, right? Otherwise, why did you think about it for at least half a minute?"

Yu Lian wondered what could be done. I have killed so many people, how can I remember them all?

In any case, Yu Lian finally has a realistic concept of the fact that his enemies are all over the emperor.

But, so what?

It’s still the same sentence, “This is what a real man should do!”