The Summoner

Near dusk, footsteps came from outside the door, and Adrien, who was still lying on the bed, knew that the young servant before him had arrived and was going to call him to wake up to the noble dinner.

As the door of the room was gently knocked, the respectful voice of the young man outside the door also appeared in Adrien’s ear: "Adult, it is now 4:30 in the afternoon. Master Stowe asked me to notify you, 30 minutes. After that we will set off and head to the Prince’s mansion not far away to attend the banquet held by him."

"I know, I will go to the mansion hall later." Adrien also nodded in response.

"That's right." The young servant outside the door still reminded: "The clothes have been prepared for you just in the closet of the room. They are all Chinese clothes bought by Master Stowe."

"Okay." Adrien nodded, got up and opened it in front of the closet. The hangers were filled with all kinds of luxurious and elegant clothes. Two pieces were picked at random, and even the simplest kind was found The robe made of the most delicate velvet is also decorated with various mysterious patterns with silver thread and gold thread.

"Luxury?" Adrien's lips were slightly warped, with a slight sarcasm, but he directly took out the most beautiful clothes inside, all over the body with soft cloth and various small gold and silver lines outlined patterns, and small gems .

"Really beautiful, right?"

He put on this exquisite costume and looked at himself in front of the floor-standing mirror.

The extremely beautiful teenager, with exquisite face and fair skin, the handsome between the eyebrows is more like a man in heaven. After putting on this Chinese costume, instead of feeling as an upstart, he gives people a proper impression.

He really can't be described as simply handsome, and the broader meaning of beauty is more suitable for his description!

Perhaps this is the perfect face deity should have?

Adrien at least thinks so.

As an improved and evolved being, his bloodline is essentially different from the gods of this world.

After all, it is the Nephitian descent in the dark world. It can restore itself spontaneously without eating, drinking or sleeping. It is born with absolute beauty, and it can perfectly fit all energy attributes. It can be called the top golden bloodline.

How could he compare with a group of ordinary mortals?

Get out of the room.

Adrien walked between the paved stone paths in the mansion.

Both sides are full of regular flowers and flower gardens, and all kinds of beautiful flowers are already in full bloom, exuding fragrance.

I have to say that the room he was in was indeed carefully studied, and it also proved that his uncle, Stowe, attached great importance to him, from the environment to the decoration to the interior decoration, as well as various trivial things, the thoughtfulness was almost impossible Continue to be considerate, it is estimated that even if the pro son is here, they will enjoy this treatment.

However, the ridicule of Adrien's mouth is still hidden in the light smile, he has no real human emotions, from the indifference of his eyes can know that he is extremely calm and calm.

He is like an audience, watching God's physical experience from the perspective of God, calm and ordinary.

"Master Adrien, the lord is waiting for you in front."

A servant came to report when he was about to arrive in the lobby.

At the same time, he is also leading the way, reminding him respectfully: "This banquet is a dinner party. The master hopes to eat as little as possible. If you feel hungry, you can eat some snacks at home in advance."

"I know." Adrien nodded, and there was not much expression on his face: "Lunch at noon is very rich, I am full, and I don't eat too much at night." The tone was slightly paused, he also asked : "Why did you start now? Isn't the Prince's mansion too far from here?"

"Turning this street is the main entrance of the Prince's mansion." The servant replied: "In fact, our public security mansion is not far from the Prince's mansion, and there is a street in between."

"So close?" Adrien nodded. "I know."

Doorway.

Stowe also waited in a Chinese uniform.

At the same time, there are 300 heavily armed heavy infantry lined up beside.

Stowe seemed to be saying something, his face was a little serious, and he turned to see Adrien brought by his servant. His eyes lit up suddenly, and he couldn’t help complimenting, “It’s Adrien, you put on your clothes. Just like it was specially made for you, it is as honorable as a prince!"

"You have won the prize, Uncle Stowe." Adrien also humbly bowed his head: "It seems that this Chinese costume was also purchased by you with huge amounts of money. I can only express my deep gratitude for this."

"No!" Stowe waved carelessly: "You are my nephew, my loved one!"

"You really moved me." Adrien bowed his head in tribute.

"I have said that we are a family, the closest person." Sto waved and gestured for the carriage next to him, while pulling Adrien toward the carriage, the tone also said: "The Prince's mansion is not far from us Far away, but you need to be careful in the past. You should know the specific situation?"

"Well, the servant has told me." Adrien nodded. "But at the banquet, I still hope that Uncle Stowe can cover up for me. After all, I held it in Qianwan County and did not attend the grand banquet. "

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are, no one will be honored!" Stowe seemed very confident: "You are my nephew, the blood of the gods, the legendary strongman, what a grand banquet you are the protagonist!"

"Hopefully." Adrien also smiled modestly.

"Go."

The two got into the carriage and Stowe said, "Slow down."

"Yes." As the driver outside responded, the horsewhip rang, and the carriage began to move forward. At the same time, the elite infantry wearing heavy armour and holding sword shields also followed the carriage forward and walked out of the main entrance.

Near dusk, there are not many pedestrians on the street. This is a noble area. Except for the guards who patrol, only those servants responsible for messenging or buying will appear, and they see the carriage and the accompanying infantry walking out of the official residence , And they dare not stop it or even ask.

So many infantry are enough to impact a certain city gate or key building. According to the law, the aristocratic mansion is generally not allowed to have too many private soldiers, and can only have guards to ensure their safety.

But it is precisely the so-called **** to ensure your safety, leaving a lot of room.

Stowe has no sense of security.

Then there must be more guards.

What's more, in the current king capital, the master at the top, the old king is seriously ill.

Who can manage it?

Everyone is paying attention to the next fight.

Whether the prince will win or whether these nobles will unite to overthrow the prince is waiting to be seen, as if no one will play cards until the last minute, and they are slowly observing.