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After feasting, Field wandered back and forth among the banquet. He had almost no acquaintances in Santorini, so naturally there was no communication group. But with the handsome appearance inherited from his mother, he was struck up by many noble ladies.

Just after Field dealt with an enthusiastic woman, a beautiful noble group slowly approached Field with a wine glass in hand, "Are you Field Wilson?"

Field turned around and glanced inadvertently.

"Oh, it's so big~"

The girl asked in confusion: "What's so big?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Field added: "I am Field Wilson. Forgive me for my short knowledge. Who are you, Miss?"

"My name is Sophia Waterhouse, James' sister."

"I'm sorry, it's Miss Sophia."

"Recently, the name of the magic crystal lamp has been widely circulated in aristocratic circles, and its maker is also well-known. Being famous is not as good as meeting, and now I finally meet the real person." Sophia smiled and chatted.

"It's just a ridiculous compliment. It's all the result of Wilson's leadership of the magicians."

"I don't think so. As the saying goes, there is no smoke without fire~"

Field did not refute again. In his eyes, excessive humility was pride.

Moreover, nobles have always been "humbly" accepting of such long-faced matters.

As the banquet progressed, the protagonist of this banquet finally slowly appeared.

James Waterhausen walked slowly from the door of the hall, followed closely by young servants on both sides, full of appearance.

But the strange thing is that before the young servant, James was followed by a slightly older middle-aged man, who seemed out of place with the surrounding environment.

Field also stared at the out-of-place middle-aged man, trying to figure out what he was doing. The middle-aged man seemed to sense something and tilted his head slightly to look at Field's position.

Seeing this, Field immediately looked away, while not forgetting to whistle to hide his embarrassment.

"Damn, that middle-aged man is definitely a big boss, he can't be offended, he can't be offended."

Then Field stopped staring at the middle-aged man in case anything unusual was discovered.

James slowly walked along the red carpet to the main seat in the banquet hall.

"I am honored that you are here to attend my birthday party today. On behalf of the Waterhouse Leader, I welcome you all."

"You are all young leaders in each territory, and you will also be the masters of each territory in the future. Today we are here to communicate with each other, jointly promote the friendship between the territories, and cooperate sincerely in the future."

After James Waterhouse, the protagonist of the banquet, gave a rather official speech, he immediately shouted: "The banquet has begun. I wish you all a good time!"

What follows is a time for the noble children at the banquet to talk to each other and connect with each other. It is also a time for the territories to become familiar with each other. This is what banquets between nobles are like.

At first, Field was quite curious about the aristocratic banquet. After all, Field had never experienced it personally.

But after experiencing the noble banquet, Field's evaluation of it was "boring" in two words. If he used three evaluations, it would be "very boring".

After a while, Field left the bustling crowd and stood alone at the window of the banquet hall looking out the window.

In the eyes of others, Field was just quietly admiring the scenery outside the window.

But what Field was thinking about at this time was to find a reason to escape quickly and reasonably.

While Field was racking his brains for an excuse, James walked slowly towards Field with a wine glass and a smile.

"Field Wilson, isn't this kind of banquet boring? A group of people intertwined for intricate interests."

James said without any politeness, as if he and Field had been friends for many years.

Field looked left and right to make sure James was talking to him.

"It turns out to be Lord James. He was so focused on the scenery outside the window that he didn't notice his arrival."

Field turned back and looked out the window, and replied slowly: "I'm not afraid of adult jokes. I really don't like this kind of banquet."

Field raised his glass and took a sip of the fine wheat wine in the glass.

Then, Field turned his head and saw James Waterhouse staring out the window like him.

But at this time, there was no smile on his face, instead it was terrifyingly deep.

"As nobles, we cannot avoid such banquets."

Field took another sip of wine and said nothing.

But he complained in his heart: "This guy is quite familiar."

James then said to himself: "When I first came into contact with such a banquet when I was ten years old, I was very uncomfortable with it. Until now..."

"What's going on now?" Field asked.

"People always grow, don't they?"

After James said these ambiguous words, James took the wine glass again and returned to the bustling banquet with a fake smile on his face.

Field also didn’t know why James Waterhausen could say so much to the first heir of a small viscounty.

If he couldn't think clearly, he simply stopped thinking about it. Then Field found a few excuses that were not excuses and ran away from the banquet.

As soon as Field returned to his place of residence, he immediately changed out of the long gown that restricted mobility.

"Javier, take me to the store you purchased from. Our own chamber of commerce is about to open."

Javier replied with anticipation: "Okay, Master Field, I'll take you there right away."

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