I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

In fact, Lorelaia originally planned to let Arquitect appear, even if it was just a sudden appearance. However, due to Arquitet's current state and the impact of his appearance, Shinji finally rejected the proposal and instead Switch to Altira's projection, which has the same or even higher specifications.

In that massacre 14,000 years ago, mankind was almost extinct, and the civilization established by the survivors was also lost in the long river of history. To this day, apart from the gods who have entered the inner world and the heroic spirits on the Throne of Heroes, only a handful of people on earth know about the white giant Sefalu. Even the nobles of the Clock Tower cannot know who the woman in the projection is and what her origins are. This mystery is undoubtedly in line with Shinji's need to confuse people and the unfathomable image of the Legal Affairs Department itself.

It is worth mentioning that the use of projections was approved by Altira himself and specially treated with magic. It can cause a sensation, but will not take away the glory of the "Golden Princess" and "Silver Princess" because of its strong presence. go. After all, Lorelaia just came to say hello, and was not really planning to break up with the other two nobles. Otherwise, Shinji would just show the scene of Altira and Arquette fighting each other, the "Wandering Star Soldier" versus the "Primal One", the mysterious collision on the planet level, even the projection is enough to drive the magicians who have never seen the world crazy. .

This picture makes me feel emotional when I think about it. This is the real art, which is an explosion, a spiritual explosion.

Ahem, sorry, I got off track.

Because of the active spirit, the projection derived from the memory was naturally difficult to maintain and gradually faded away in a wave of water.

Suddenly, several magicians groaned, "Time, stop it," and some even prayed that they hoped to die like this.

In a scene that could be described as a group of demons dancing around, with ghosts crying and wolves howling, dry applause broke out.

An old woman over seventy years old was clapping her wrinkled hands.

That silver hair is as noble as a wolf. The old woman was wearing a fashionable green dress, her back straight, and she was in a happy mood as she gave applause. The cool tone combined with her firm attitude restored the dazed magicians to their normal state.

"Lord Baluyereta."

I don’t know who said that.

With the appearance of this name, "Golden Princess" and "Silver Princess" were brought back to the shadow of the balcony by the maid again.

"——It's so wonderful, Lord Bailong."

One sentence stabilizes the situation, and one sentence attributes everything to Iseluma's arrangement. Although everyone with a discerning eye knows that there is something wrong with this, it is enough that the lord personally sets the tone at Baru Yerreta's home court and no one dares to question it.

The music played again, changing from jazz style to Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. This change also represented a change in the rhythm of the banquet.

"Awesome, he is worthy of being the lord of Baru Yerreta. Even Lorelaia and Kenneth can't compare to his communicative skills."

"Becoming a lord is not a simple person. In a sense, becoming a lord in old age is more terrifying than being successful in youth."

It seemed wrong at first glance, but when I thought about it carefully, I found that what Cheng Zi said made perfect sense. Being successful at a young age, in addition to talent and bonus points for future development, being able to achieve success even at the age of retirement can only mean one thing - this old man does have extraordinary skills, and this is Lord Baluyereta.

"If I remember correctly, she seems to be your teacher?"

"Yeah." Cheng Ziqian sighed complicatedly, "I don't want to see her for the moment. You block her for me and I'll leave for a while."

"Well, I'll come find you after the banquet." Shenji nodded calmly. Now that the feast of beauty is over, he and she naturally cannot be as unscrupulous as before.

Within a minute after Cheng Zi left, the old woman who became the center of attention turned around and walked towards Shen Er.

"My stupid apprentice, was he still here just now?"

She smiled meaningfully and swung her whiskey glass with apparent pleasure.

"Lord!" Shenji trembled quickly, pretending to be trembling, and asked in a low voice, "You, do you mean Miss Cangqi Chengzi?"

"Who else could it be besides her? I see you have been chatting for a while. What are you talking about?"

"Well..." Shenji scratched his cheek a little embarrassed, "Smoke...and wine."

"Hahahahaha..."

The old man laughed wildly when he heard the answer here, and the laughter made the already eye-catching old man's presence even stronger.

"Like the things that stupid apprentice would do, you seem to have also done it..."

The old man sniffed, as if confirming.

"...Yes, that's right, it has a pretty good tobacco flavor. Cuban cigars? It seems to be mixed with special tobacco from South Africa?"

Everyone in the Creative Science Department is an artist, and the old men in Junlin and Baluyeretta are the pinnacles of artists. It seems difficult for artists to be inseparable from tobacco and alcohol, which are narcotic and exciting things.

"Lord's discernment is as sharp as a torch." Shenji complimented, "Because the professor usually likes to smoke, I have learned a lot without knowing it."

"What kind of discernment? It's obviously based on the nose." The old man waved his hand casually.

"That's Dharma Bi."

"Hahahaha." The old man laughed again, "You kid is quite interesting. No wonder you can chat with my stupid apprentice. Velvet has accepted a good student."

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Lord Baluyeretta, I didn't expect you to come too."

Weber walked over just in time, with the inseparable Lenis standing beside him, and the shadowy Gray behind him. The two girls seemed to be biting their ears, and they could vaguely hear words such as the Creation Department, Lords, and Twelve People.

"Hey, this is a big day for the family separation. No matter how busy I am, I can't help but come. There seem to be a lot of new faces, all of them are your students? Inolai Baluereta Atolohom .Please give me more advice."

"Hi~Hi~I am Flat Escaldes, hello, Lord."

Perhaps because the old man seemed to be easy to get along with, Flatt rushed over not far away.

"Flat, you are so rude."

Sphin, who was several times better than Flat in terms of etiquette, treated the old man's luggage respectfully.

"Sfin Gulashette, it is an honor to meet you."

"I am Gravekeeper Gray." The gray girl's hood moved up and down cautiously.

"Levi Ackerman." There is no doubt that this is another disguised identity of Shinji.

To be fair, except for Lenis and Sven, the etiquette of this group of people was pretty standard. Others had various problems, but the old man didn't care about them. He said with a smile.

"They are all very interesting kids. They are 'New Age' and very suitable to my taste. What do you think? Have you considered joining us? Compared with those high-ranking guys, we are undoubtedly much more suitable."