Chapter 103

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The reception was quite rich. I began to realize that compared to this reception, the receptions in Gotham City were for the poor, it feels like previous meetings were just an attempt to warm me up to this pomp.

Gilded ceilings and walls, marble columns in the ancient Greek style, expensive huge crystal chandeliers, dishes made of gold, silver and again from crystal. The floor was so shiny that I could boldly preen looking at it. But what can I say, if Pam did not have her dark green dress to the floor, then I could safely, like others, look at her panties in the floor ... although she was not wearing them. I know ...

But this Small Palace, in which the reception was held, was not an example of the "backwardness" of an ancient country, which lagged behind in technological terms from the countries of Europe or America. Walking through different halls and rooms, I saw quite a modern cinema (several), equipment, CCTV cameras, and even a "screen" made of water. Rather, it was a newfangled thing invented in America, cold steam flows down in a dense layer evenly down, and a projector from the cinema shines on it, thereby giving a picture of a film or presentations. For example, in Gotham, as far as I know, there is no such thing. Only in Metropolis and New York, and perhaps Washington can boast of this. And the security here is at a level ... much higher than any other rich man in Gotham City.

I looked through many guests with my "gaze of the player" and among them I noticed many "secret agents" who, under the guise of ordinary guests, kept either close to important persons of the country, or stood at different points of the palace and secretly watched what was happening. At the same time, they cannot be distinguished from ordinary guests, they are all of different appearance and age from 15-16 years old as "golden youth" to 40, which pretend to be wealthy businessmen and business women. And by their behavior it is very difficult to understand anything. I am really amazed at what level they have everything furnished. Our country is only worth learning here. After all, our police or undercover agents are firing much more openly. Why are they there, dress me in a tailcoat and make me pretend to be an experienced businessman, they will figure it out. And "Narutotherapy" I think will not even help.

And the hosts of the reception were the VIPs today. The interim ruler of the country is Colonel Marak, who is also the uncle of the official ruler of Bealia - Queen Beatrice. The girl is young, twenty-three years old, but from her appearance it is clear that the country is clearly ruled by her uncle. Until the death of her father, he was the commander of the guards and intelligence of the country, and also the closest friend of the king. After his "sudden death", the regency passed to him on the announcement of the king's will. This was thirteen years ago. He kind of transferred power into the hands of his niece, but because I see it is not quite so.

Tall, constricted, with an insincere smile on her face and sad violet eyes - Queen Bealia is talking to several guests under the watchful eye of the "guards".

A sad sight, but her beauty fades due to inner experiences and stress. Now she is a mulatto woman with long wavy hair, decent growth, like mine, about one meter eighty, curvy in the hips and chest, especially the chest, where she can compete with Pam and Harley. Although from a distance it is difficult to say for sure.

"Don't stare at the queens. - Pamela pulled me up and frowned.

- It seems someone is jealous? I asked sarcastically.

- No! Problems may simply arise. - yeah, that's how we believed it.

- I doubt that the uncle of the current queen cares how much men look at her. - said a male voice not far from us.

A tall man, maybe even a little taller than me, came up to us with his companion and smiled affably. He was bald, with blue eyes and an expensive dark brown suit, next to him was a pretty good girl, slightly younger than him.

I looked again "with my eyes" and was very much surprised by the surprise:

Name: Alexander "Lex" Luthor.

Level Granted: 39

Race: Human

Class: merchant / diplomat / scholar

1 Subclass: Geneticist

2 Subclass: Bioengineer

3 Subclass: Banker

4 Subclass: Lawyer

Feature: Willpower, Xenophobe, Genius, Billionaire, Philanthropist, Playboy, Luthor Family Head.

Age: 29 years old

Characteristics: see details.