Chapter 52 Banquet

Marquis Umas went down to make arrangements. It was still early in the morning. According to Umas, if all went well, the banquet could be held tonight.

Morin was arranged by Marquis Umas to stay in the best VIP room. Everything was done according to the best requirements. Marquis Umas even offered several female slaves, but Morin refused.

Old Hank and his family were also properly accommodated, all because of Maureen.

Soon, the sky darkened.

The Marquis's mansion was filled with beautiful halos, the candlelight was soft, the lights were flowing out, brilliant and beautiful, and many nobles in gorgeous costumes kept getting off the carriages, talking and laughing in low voices to each other, their every move was full of etiquette, and they were talking.

Morin sat in a high room, looking out the window at the noble men and women with calm eyes and a peaceful expression.

This is the room arranged by Marquis Umas. After a while, other mysterious people in Winter City will be invited here.

"Mr. Morin, this is warm milk honey tea, a tribute that only the royal family of the principality can enjoy. I only get a little bit of it occasionally. Come and try it?" Marquis Umas was sitting next to him and whispered to Morin with an apologetic smile on his face.

Maureen picked up the teacup and took a sip. Suddenly, the sweet aroma of honey and the mellow smell of mare's milk came to the tip of her tongue, lingering for a long time, making her fascinating.

"It's really good."

Maureen smiled and put down the teacup.

With a creak, the door opened and the butler Dickens walked in with two men who looked relaxed and were talking to each other.

They were two middle-aged men. One was half bald, fat all over, with a gentle smile on his face. The other man was wearing beautiful clothes, had fair skin, and a pair of thin and long eyebrows. Before he came close, he could smell the scent of perfume.

They all had faint fluctuations of wizard energy on them. With a quick sense, Morin knew that they were all wizard apprentices.

"My Lord Marquis, I wonder if there is something you want to ask that you invited us here?" said the middle-aged man with a half-bald head. The fat on his body was trembling slightly. He looked very weak. He was breathing lightly and some sweat appeared on his forehead.

Another middle-aged man also wanted to join in the joke, but then he sensed something and noticed that Morin next to him was stunned.

"Hello, both of you." Marquis Umas stood up and bowed slightly as a sign of respect.

He looked at Morin next to him and said, "This is Mr. Morin. Like the two of you, he is also a mysterious person."

"Maureen, this is Albert." Umas looked at the middle-aged man with half bald head.

"The other one is Mr. Blake."

Blake is naturally the man who smells of perfume.

"A third-class apprentice and a second-class apprentice." Mo Lin looked at the two middle-aged men. Through the analysis of the chip, he already had an estimate of the strength of the two men in his mind.

Among them, Albert was third class, and Blake was second class.

"Hello, I'm Maureen." Maureen stood up and performed a wizard's etiquette to Albert and Blake.

Albert and the others also returned the greeting.

Upon seeing this, Umas left immediately, making the excuse that he had something to deal with. In a moment, only Morin and the other three were left in the room.

"I never expected that I would meet foreign wizards in Winter City. It's really unexpected." Albert sat on the chair, covered his mouth with his fist, and coughed out a breath with a hoarse voice.

"I am a wandering wizard who wandered here accidentally. Moreover, due to some reasons, I promised Marquis Umas to help solve a problem."

Morin made up a story about his origins. He thought for a moment and asked, "By the way, are you two the only mysterious people in Winter City?"

"No, no, there are two more. They will be here soon."

Blake smiled, a charming smile on her face that was enough to make many ladies fall in love with her.

Maureen understood what was going on, so he had a brief conversation with Blake and Albert, waiting for the arrival of the other two wizard apprentices.

Not long after, the two wizard apprentices arrived.

One of them looked like an ordinary old woman with gray hair. She was sewing something with needle and thread and muttering something all the time. The other one was a middle-aged man with black hair, well-dressed, holding a cane, like an old-fashioned gentleman.

Through a brief introduction, Maureen learned that the old woman was called Daphne, and the old-fashioned middle-aged man was named Aubrey.

Once everyone is present, the real conversation begins.

"Molin, you promised to help Umas, so you should help him solve the problem of Viscount Feren's rebellion." Albert wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and looked at Morin.

"That's right."

Morin nodded and said, "I'm very curious. With you mysterious people here, why can't Marquis Umas face Viscount Feren's rebellion? Could it be that even if you all attack together, you are still no match for the mysterious person beside Viscount Feren?"

Maureen said slowly. This was also what confused him. After all, there were four mysterious people here, and besides Albert, Aubrey was also a third-class apprentice.

Two third-class apprentices and two second-class apprentices were all there, yet Viscount Feren still dared to rebel. Could it be that the mysterious person around him was really very powerful?

"Molin, that's not the case. The mysterious person next to Viscount Feren is actually just a second-class apprentice." Blake said, "But the mysterious person is very young, very strong, and very good at fighting. We don't want to cause trouble."

"Moreover, Viscount Ferran has already come to us secretly and told us that as long as we do not agree to help Marquis Umas, then everything we have will not change. And after the rebellion is successful, Viscount Ferran will give us a gift as a thank you."

Blake chuckled and said, "If that's the case, why should we do it? Isn't it good to maintain our current life? You know, such a crazy lady and a delicate girl can make people feel restless."

"Yes, Morin, we still have a lot of magic stones and gold coins and gems to earn. Why bother to make enemies with other wizard apprentices and risk our lives to do such a thing." Albert shook his head gently and said, "It's not worth it."

"I want a quiet life." Daphne looked old. She stopped sewing, looked up and looked at Maureen. Aubrey next to her didn't say anything, but obviously agreed.

Maureen was stunned.

Suddenly, he understood that these wizard apprentices in Winter City had lost their drive. Their hearts had changed and shifted to the secular world, just like Blake liked women. Albert focused his attention on the magic stone and gold coins.

Even if they joined forces, they could kill the second-rate wizard apprentice, but they had no intention of doing so and just wanted the comfortable life in front of them.

It's not that they are not opponents, but they are afraid of getting hurt. Therefore, under Feren's promise, they will of course choose to stand by and watch. After all, no matter who wins or loses, it doesn't make much difference to them.

"That's right. If someone is ambitious and wants to continue on the path of a wizard, he will not stay in Winter City for long. It's a complete waste of time." Such a thought flashed through Morin's mind, and he understood everything.

"Molin, I can see that you are still young. If that's the case, why would you want to get involved in something like this? You know, fights between wizards can easily lead to problems."

Albert looked at Morin and gave him earnest advice, saying, "After all, if you are not careful, you will suffer permanent witchcraft damage, or even die directly."

Blake and Daphne Aubrey both echoed.

Morin just smiled and said, "By the way, you have all seen the wizard apprentice take action, right? Then, how about you tell me the details of his attack?"

"I can pay with magic stones."

When Albert and the others were hesitant to speak, Maureen added a sentence.

Although it was his magic stone that he paid, how could it be possible that Morin really paid for it? The expenditure of this magic stone would naturally fall on Marquis Umas later.

After all, Maureen wasn't in the habit of being selfless.

Albert and the others were stunned when they heard what Morin said. After seeing the magic stone that Morin took out, they looked at each other and told Morin the details of the mysterious man's action.

Morin asked slowly and carefully, and it was only after a long time that he handed over the magic stone and let Albert and the others leave.

"Molin, we are friends now, so I want to advise you not to be impulsive." Albert advised Morin, and after thinking for a while, he finally said, "By the way, the wizard apprentice, his name is Kane."

"Kane? Okay, I'll remember that."

Maureen nodded.

After Albert and the others left, Maureen slowly closed her eyes in the room.

"Chip, how is it?"

"Ding! The character's heartbeat and breathing are normal, no abnormalities have occurred, and it is preliminarily determined that he is not lying!"

"Very good." Morin smiled, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Integrate the data and information just recorded and make a comprehensive judgment on Kane's strength!"

"Ding! The mission has been established!"

"Kane, second-class apprentice, average strength, danger level: medium to low!"

This average strength rating was based on the Dark Forest wizard apprentices that Morin usually came into contact with. Morin had some idea about this, but he was still worried. After thinking about it, Morin snapped his fingers.

"Chip, set up a plan. If I fight Kane, who will win?"

"Ding! Mission established!"

"Situation being simulated!"

"Ding! The conclusion is as follows!"

"When the subject fights Kane, the winning rate is 76%. When the subject uses the Blood Seal of Thorns, the winning rate is 89%!"

"Is that so?" Morin touched his chin and laughed.

With such a high winning rate, he felt relieved.

Maureen stood up and walked outside.

The hall was brightly lit, but near a small corridor, Morin saw Marquis Umas and Butler Dickens, who were talking to a beautiful girl, but their faces looked very unhappy.

"What's going on?" Morin walked over and asked.

"Mr. Morin, this is what's going on. This is Miss Lauren. She is Viscount Ferran's lover. This time, she suddenly came to ask for the fiefdom from the Marquis on behalf of Viscount Ferran, and she also insisted on the right to collect taxes independently."

Dickens was stunned and whispered beside Maureen.

"Are you Viscount Feren's lover?" Morin's eyes fell on the girl.

The girl had a delicate face and a faint fragrance that made people's hearts flutter. She looked at Morin with a frown, and her eyes revealed arrogance and disdain. She said: "Yes, I am Furen's woman. Listen, I don't know where you are from, but from now on, you..."

The girl wanted to say something, but Morin simply reached out and held the girl's neck tightly.

Click.

With a slight force of his palm, Morin broke the girl's neck.

"It's so annoying." Morin flicked his hand and threw the corpse directly to the ground.

"Mr. Morin, you, you..."

Marquis Umas was frightened and wanted to say something.

"Okay, Umas, I have learned about the strength of the mysterious Kane. Let's go. We will set off now to Feren's lair and kill Feren and the others." Morin said lightly, looking at the night ahead.

"But, this, this, this..."

Marquis Umas' eyes widened and even his voice changed.

"As long as Feren is dead, this rebellion will be eliminated without a trace, right?" Morin glanced at Marquis Umas.

The Marquis was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, Mr. Morin, you are right, that's it."

He took a deep breath and said, "So, Mr. Morin, when do we leave?"

Maureen smiled and looked ahead.

"When do we leave? Does it make a difference?"

"Right now."