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Chapter 105 : Banquet
Chapter 105 - Banquet
“Is that so? Thank you for the compliment.” Winnie wasn't modest at all and accepted the praise with a smile. “Speaking of which, how has young master Bryan been lately? It seems like his strength has improved?”
“Well, I guess so. I have a way to counter the moves you used to defeat me,” Bryan said seriously. It seemed that after being defeated by Winnie, he didn't wallow in self-pity but instead thought about how to counter Winnie's move and improve his own concerns.
Unfortunately, he wasn't the only one who had improved. Since enrolling in the academy, Winnie had made rapid progress, experiencing the assault of the Bronze Blood, the Divine Descent Project, and the unexpected encounter with Julliana during a practical mission. The risks were great, but the rewards were equally substantial. Several brushes with death had allowed Winnie to grow quickly and accumulate practical experience.
“Is that so? I'm looking forward to it.” There was no hint of provocation in Winnie's words.
Eṅ um̂â .i d̃
The conversation between the two completely avoids their past grievances, as if they were just a pair of old acquaintances meeting again.
“After all, with your strength, it's only a matter of time before you enter the Carillian Academy,” Winnie said objectively. Based on his current observations of Bryan, the fact that a notorious, down-and-out noble and his arch-rival had been defeated by him, yet still managed to calm down and force himself to improve, those who couldn't defeat him would only make him stronger. If someone like him couldn't get in, who could?
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“Thanks for the kind words,” Bryan said indifferently.
“The banquet is about to start. I have my classmates with me, so if you don't mind, we'll take our leave first?” Winnie pointed to Shikondel behind him.
“We'll meet again.” Seeing that Winnie had said so, Bryan didn't linger and turned to leave.
If it were any other noble youth who hadn't been admitted, they would have been curious and interested in the 'beautiful boy' Shikondel behind Winnie, but Bryan was different. His attention was entirely on Winnie throughout, not even glancing at Shikondel, as if nothing else mattered to him except Winnie.
Е̂nüm̈а. i_d̈
So, had he been targeted again?
Winnie sighed softly in his heart.
Fortunately, Bryan wasn't the type to resort to underhanded tactics. Being targeted by him would at most mean entering a competitive healthy environment.
Honestly, Winnie wished there were more people like Bryan in the world, though seriously, they at least had self-respect and wouldn't resort to despicable means to win.
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Unfortunately, that was just wishful thinking.
“Winnie, who was that noble boy just now?” Shikondel asked curiously.
E num а .і d̊
“Just an acquaintance,” Winnie smiled, completely avoiding mentioning his past grievances with Bryan. “But our relationship isn't particularly good.”
“Eh?...”
“Certainly not as good as my relationship with you, Shikondel,” Winnie added teasingly.
“Huh??” Shikondel was momentarily stunned, then seemed a bit flustered.
'Virtue + 50.'
'Current Virtue: 5384.'
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Winnie led Shikondel, escorted by a group of Dragon Knights, through the many palaces and corridors of the royal palace.
He could feel the gazes of many young nobles on him, or rather, on the Carillian Academy uniform he was wearing.
Winnie didn't know what they were thinking, but he could guess what the nobles who hadn't been admitted to Carillian Academy were thinking.
There was no helping it; after all, he was a 'big name' in the Camella capital. Who hadn't heard of him?
Now that this big name had been admitted to Carillian Academy and was returning home during the holidays in glory, how could he not attract attention?
Most importantly, even Winnie, the notorious wastrel, had been admitted, while they hadn't. They had to pray that their families didn't know about this; if they did, they would be under pressure from all sides.
W e bń ov̂е̌ l̈ Е ṅ ū m̂ а
Handing over their duties to the Dragon Knights who led them into the palace was an old man with sharp eyes.
Winnie glanced at him and knew an old acquaintance.
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“Dell, wait here. I'll go greet an old acquaintance,” Winnie said, quickening his pace and stepping forward.
“Uncle Eric, long time no see. How have you been lately?” After the old man finished speaking with the lead Dragon Knight, Winnie stepped forward to greet him.
“...Winnie boy??” Seeing that it was Winnie, Eric looked surprised, but then showed a look of understanding.
“They say you successfully got into Carillian Academy. At the time, I thought I was hearing things, or that there was another Winnie in the kingdom,” Eric examined Winnie and the well-fitted Carillian Academy uniform he was wearing.
Wе b́ń ôv e l̃ Е̂ n̂ um a
“It's all thanks to you, Uncle Eric. When I came to pick my Soul Armament, you took good care of me,” Winnie said with a smile.
“Oh! I almost forgot! You left too quickly last time, and I didn't have time to tell you, the Soul Armament you picked has issues and isn't suitable for you,” Eric frowned. “I don't know how you managed to get into Carillian Academy with that Soul Armament, but it's still not too late to change it...”
“What are you talking about? There's nothing wrong with that Soul Armament. It's been incredibly useful to me along the way. I came here specifically to thank you,” Winnie interrupted.
“Huh??” Eric was stunned.
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That couldn't be right. By now, Winnie should have spent a semester at Carillian Academy. How could he still not distinguish whether a Soul Armament was good or not?
Could he have really mastered the [Armored Fortress] Soul Armament?
Е̇n u m̂ а .і d̂
That was impossible, right? That ancient Soul Armament's potential had basically been exhausted. Historical users had already pushed [Armored Fortress] to its limits; the ceiling was pretty much set.
"Are you serious? Do you know that's only a one-star Soul Armament?"
“But I only have a one-star Soul Art talent, so it's perfect for me,” Winnie snapped.
“...Honestly, I'm really curious how you got into Carillian Academy,” Eric narrowed his eyes.
But if you thought Winnie had used some trick, that was impossible. Even if Winnie had the cunning, any trick would be child's play in the face of absolute strength.
Eric had seen countless people in his life, and with his sharp eyes, he could tell that Winnie was different now. He had an air of ease and confidence.
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The old Winnie was outwardly arrogant, but no one feared him, seeing him as a clown because he lacked the strength to back it up. No matter how arrogant he was, everyone knew he had nothing, so the old Winnie often boasted about being a 'descendant of the goddess' to elevate himself, because he really had something else to show.
So, when someone criticizes him, he will get defensive; when someone provoked him, he would get angry, but in the end, it was just a burst of anger that led nowhere.
The current Winnie was different.
His personality seems the same, yet different.
He might still retort when someone criticizes him, but unlike before, it wasn't a defensive reaction triggered by his fragile ego. It was simply because he disagreed with what was said and thus had an opinion about the speaker.
Eric nodded appreciatively.
W̆.е̃bnоṽе̃l Е̌ ǹ ùm а
This kid had finally grown up and was now barely passable.
Moreover, he had heard from the king that Princess Mirexia had returned and couldn't stop praising Winnie.
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As a former Dragon Knight, Eric will also attend this banquet. Honestly, he was curious to see Winnie's progress over the past few months.
Winnie returned to Shikondel's side, knowing that in this unfamiliar foreign country, without someone familiar to give her a sense of security, she would be very nervous.
After walking for who knows how long, they finally arrived at the banquet hall used by the Camella royal family to receive foreign guests.
The hall was shaped like a dragon spreading its wings, with white pointed arches on the roof entwined with dragons, and stone pillars inside carved with two-winged dragons, their wingtips inlaid with sapphire gems. These totems were symbols of the Camella royal family.
Ê ñ ũ m a
As they stepped onto the soft carpet of the banquet hall with the younger generation of the kingdom, the crystal chandelier emitted a soft light, like the morning sun, shining through the stained glass windows and casting golden specks.
The banquet hall was very large. If Winnie were to compare it, it was on par with the banquet hall of Saintess Selina Cathedral, although the layout was different. Saintess Selina Cathedral had a long table in the middle, while the Camella palace's banquet hall had long tables on either side, covered with luxurious velvet.
Winnie saw that the other long table was already full.
But they weren't students; they were the heads of the major noble families of Camella Kingdom, a bunch of old geeks.
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And seated at the head was naturally the initiator and host of this banquet, King Frian V of Camella.
Winnie had met this king several times, but not much in recent years.
Ѐn ũ m a. і̃ ď
Somehow, he felt the king had aged a lot compared to his previous impression.
It seemed he had been overworked with state affairs.
But in front of the nobles, he still appears vigorous, just like in the past.
Under the gaze of the noble heads, the younger generation of nobles entered.
The young people first paid their respects to the elders, then bowed to the king on the throne.
“Greetings to His Majesty the King.”
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“Haha, truly, heroes emerge from the young,” King Frian V exclaimed. “When you get old, it's good to spend more time with these spirited young people, so you don't age too quickly and fall behind the times.”
“Not at all, Your Majesty, you're still in your prime,” a middle-aged man in noble attire beside the king said respectfully.
Winnie hadn't met him before, but his position next to the king indicated his status.
Honestly, this lineup was something Winnie, a marginal noble of the king, had never seen before. It felt like any old noble attending the banquet was at a height he couldn't reach.
“No, I'm not as good as I used to be,” King Frian V shook his head regretfully, then waved his hand. “The younger generation is impressive. This generation of young people seems even more capable than we were back then. That's a blessing for the kingdom.”
“Young people don't like overly lengthy formalities, I know. After all, we were all young once, haha. All you young people bearing the future of Camella Kingdom, please take your seats,” King Frian V was very approachable, with no airs.
Е ň.um̀а̊
“Thank you, Your Majesty!” The young people stood up and took their seats at the other table in an orderly manner.
Shikondel naturally followed Winnie like a little tail. This girl was probably seeing a human king for the first time in such a formal setting and was already at a loss. She went wherever Winnie went and sat wherever Winnie sat.
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As for Winnie?
He was quite relaxed, purely here for the free feast.
Although he had worked in the student council for a semester, whose money was blown in by the wind? Save where you can. Someone was treating him to a meal, so why not be happy?
Why bother with so much? Just eat.
Е̇ nu_m а .іd̃
There was no need to wait for the food to be served; it was all ready. Just sit and wait for the maids to uncover the dishes.
This was royal cuisine.
“Winnie.”
“What? Don't be nervous, Dell. It's a small scene. Men should be magnanimous,” Winnie whispered to Shikondel, trying to relax her.
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“No, I mean…” Shikondel whispered.
“What is it?” Winnie asked.
È n̄ u m̀ a
“Winnie, it seems like a few people at this table have been switched on watching you,” Shikondel, as an elf, had keen senses and had noticed this for a while.
“Oh, really? Any other issues?” Winnie was indifferent, his eyes only on the feast.
“Eh, I think their gazes don't seem very...”
“What they think is their business. After all, I can't really comment on whether they have blue eyes or not; it's a personal preference,” Winnie replied nonchalantly.
“But I'm worried they might do something to you,” Shikondel said weakly.
“To me? Them?” Winnie found it amusing. "What could they do? Stare me to death?"
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“Alright, don't worry about it. Shifting your attention from the food because a few men are staring is a great disrespect to the food, Shikondel. The food will cry, you know?” Seeing the maid bring the soup, Winnie eagerly picked up his spoon to taste.
On the other side of the banquet table, several noble youths exchanged glances, signaling each other.
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