Release that Witch

Due to the different time and flow rates, it is basically possible to straddle two days at a time. After Roland arranged the witch of the retreat on the next day, he drove to the Crown Hotel in the city center. .

"Your Majesty, what can be eaten casually?" Yan En looked out from the back seat and his eyes went out.

"Of course, there is no difference between the banquets of the nobles. In the era of the federation, you should have never attended such a banquet?"

"But those banquets are not something that can be let go."

"Can't you?" Roland was curious.

"Yes," nodded in the co-pilot's San Milano. "The people who can be invited to the banquet are all faces and faces. It is more important to eat than to eat. No one wants to talk with people who are full of oily eyes. Who will let go of their stomachs? Eating will only attract ridicule. If the banquet is long, most people will choose to eat it first and then go to the banquet." She said that she swallowed here, "If this behavior will damage the face of the underarm, we It is completely tolerable."

Roland swept his eyes from the rearview mirror, and the three people looked at it and looked at it secretly. They couldn’t help but laugh out. "Reassure, when did I talk about it? It’s not a federation, it’s not The gray king of the king, the role we play is ordinary people, as long as they don't bother others, how can they eat?"

"That... can I sneak back with some food?" The flowering excitement said, "There are many sisters who want to experience the banquet level of the world."

"Don't be discovered." He didn't think. "When you follow me, don't leave me too far. If someone meets, they will not hear it. I will deal with it."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The three witches share the same voice.

After almost half an hour, the group arrived at the destination.

As soon as he entered the gate, Roland felt the difference. Parked in the vestibule of the hotel, almost all of the luxury cars, at least a million, the clean paint of the car is like a mirror, compared to the van he opened is quite a bit eye-catching.

Although the looting of the demon is a lot of money, it is still several orders of magnitude worse than the real capitalist, and in the opinion of unobtrusive, the van he bought is just a common brand, and it won’t be anywhere. More eyes. However, here he became the most eye-catching one.

"Sir, the hotel does not accept outsiders today, do you have an invitation?" The car was parked at the door, and the guests soon came up.

Roland pulled out the cards that Garcia had given him.

“Welcome to the Crown Hotel. The venue is located on the top floor and there is a special reception in the lobby.” The other party immediately showed a warm smile. “Please let me park for you.”

In the end is the benchmark of the city's star-rated hotel, Roland secretly feels, regardless of the thoughts of these people, on the surface is still polite.

With the witches walking into the magnificent lobby, the reaction of the three was lighter than he expected. The spacious and bright buildings are not unusual in the Takira era. After all, the glowing magic stone once spread to the upper layers of the witch empire. For example, the crystal chandelier that was worth seeing at the top of the head was replaced by a palace with three seats. It is estimated to be unusual. Just what it is.

At the thought of this magnificent decoration, they couldn't compare to a few cream cakes for them. Roland felt a little funny. However, the appearance of the witch has attracted the attention of several people. It seems that no matter which world they are in, their appearance is enough to be the focus of everyone's attention.

After the inspection was more detailed, the receptionist scanned the card and reported two sentences with the intercom, which handed the invitation card back to him. "Mr. Roland, I am sorry to have kept you waiting. I would like to ask these three ladies are yours. ......"

"Cousin," Roland shrugged. "Jiacia told me that it is possible to bring relatives to the scene."

"I understand, please come with me."

The receptionist sent the three people into the elevator, pressed the button on the top floor, and then walked the road outside the door. "I wish you a good time tonight."

After a long period of closed driving, the elevator suddenly disappeared, and the wall that originally surrounded them suddenly disappeared under the feet. The afterglow of the sun set into the elevator, and the city with high buildings was also in sight. A building has an uninterrupted horizon between the buildings. Even looking at the end of the horizon, it is still the "wall of the building".

Until then, the witches made a low-pitched exclamation.

“Even if the three holy cities add up, there is no such a big city,” he said whispered. “It’s hard to imagine that no magical mortal can create it, no matter how many times.”

"The miracle building you want to build, also has the meaning of commemoration inside?" St. Milan looked at Roland.

He smiled undecidedly. Although he did not tell anyone about him except Anna, he came from a place like the dream world that has become the consensus of the Taqila witch, otherwise it is impossible to explain why he is so familiar with this incredible world.

After reaching the top floor, a large circular ballroom appeared in front of four people.

In addition to the ground, its walls and domes are almost entirely made up of glass curtain walls. The view is extremely wide. Standing on the wall, you can see more than half of the city. It is possible to hold a banquet in such a place, which shows the strength of the Sanye Group.

The dining table in the hall is full of all kinds of food for people to choose from, from cold cuts to pastries and fruits to champagne towers. The guests are gathered together in twos and threes, the number is almost hundreds, obviously Not only martial arts, but also business or political figures.

The style of the banquet in the upper class, he will feel very cautious in exchange for the previous, but now Roland has become accustomed to enter the hall with the witches heading straight to the theme of the table in the back row.

"Wow... this fillet is so tender, it tastes like it melts in your mouth."

"Is this really a grape? Ah, I haven’t felt this sweet for a long time..."

"Less nonsense, have you been to the dream world last month?"

"The last time I ate was a fast food. Elena’s idiot would only be called Kaifeng and Blue Road."

"Hey, don't just patronize eating, do you want to put something in your pocket?"

Roland looked at the witches who were swallowing and excited, and shook their heads with a smile. He suddenly felt that even if the dream world could not bring him any benefit, he should let it continue to survive. For him, this may be a dispensable emptiness, but for the survivors of Taqila, It is the only place where you can feel that you are still alive.

Taste, touch, smell... everything they lose to fight the devil, only rewards can be obtained here.

As the dinner has not yet officially started, Roland will carefully look at other guests.

The attendees are basically divided into two factions. The basics of wearing formal attire are people from the social circles. The robes of the martial arts associations are basically peers. Although this division is not necessarily accurate, for example, just because he just became a full member but did not issue a robes can only wear formal attire, but in general, no one in the hall is a strange dress, or dressed up, and last time The sights seen in the city of Prism are diametrically opposed.

Is this the difference between the college awakened and the wild awakened?

He couldn't help but think of what Garcia had said.

Although the martial arts association is an organization determined to save the world, it is impossible to gather enough people with ideals. Therefore, it was only after the birth of the martial arts game that it was born less than 50 years ago. The most watched sports event. Through the competition, the awakened can get more exposure, fame and income, and the event has also input countless new blood to the association, which makes the scale of the competition more and more important in the association, and the outstanding performance also has higher The right to speak. The change even caused disagreements at the upper levels, and the members of the association gradually became divided into two groups. However, in the end, the Fighting Games not only did not shrink, but further expanded the scale.

At that time, Roland was more inclined to the old school. After all, the real enemy of the martial arts was the demon, and the battle would only endless. This kind of battle is definitely not comparable to competitive sports. As a means of attracting fresh blood, it can be said to be a good and effective method, but indulgence affects the upper level is very puzzling. The martial arts competition is not the same as life and death. It is so simple that those people should not understand it. From the results, the new faction has the upper hand.

He has been unable to understand the reason, but now that he sees this scene in the hall, he suddenly understands...

The members of the association who do not participate in the fighting are basically wild awakened people who have nowhere to go. They are not obedient to discipline, and the image is also poor. The comprehensive quality and these star martial arts are not at one level. The chances of fighting with the Devils are not always there, and if you are accidentally killed, you will inevitably lead to fewer and fewer voices supporting the old school.

I am afraid that until the erosion in the mouth of the mouth officially erupts, it is possible for the old school to return to the dominant position.

Reminiscent of the hunting license, Roland couldn't help but smack the corner... He always felt that it was a bit weird for the association to give this newcomer a half-year-old newcomer. Even if the performance is outstanding, it will not reach the top 100 of the association. . But now it seems that if you don't participate in the competition, you will only be right with the demon, and you will not seek the name and not benefit. It is in perfect harmony with the old ideas.

Is this all the meaning of the old high-level?