On the day of the Marquis's birthday party.
The huge banquet hall covers an area of several thousand square meters. There are five identical rune lamps hanging above the head, and the floor is covered with a red cashmere blanket.
The surrounding walls and pillars are pure white, with magnificent patterns and various decorations on them.
Dining tables with white tablecloths were placed with various delicacies and drinks, and were surrounded by maids in uniform maid uniforms.
Men and women in formal attire entered the banquet hall in groups, including seven members of the Fergus family.
Gray was wearing a white dress with yellow inlays and the Fergus family crest on the cuffs.
There are clusters of colorful feathers on each shoulder of the dress, and a huge white bow tie tied with ribbons around the neck.
Viscount Fergus, Bernal, and Ellis also wore similar dresses, showing nobility and temperament.
Mrs. Milan, Caroline, and Sarah were wearing long dresses of different styles and colors.
Mrs. Milan is wearing a long purple low-cut dress, a purple gemstone necklace around her neck, and a pair of gold earrings with diamonds on her ears, full of the temperament of a lady.
Caroline was wearing a light blue dress, with a high chest and slender waist, revealing her beautiful figure.
Sarah is wearing a beautiful white dress, like a budding white flower.
"Viscount Fergus, Lady Milan..."
As everyone walked into the banquet hall, nobles immediately came up to greet everyone.
The Fergus family shined in this year's Viscount War and won the first place in the Viscount War. This surprised many noble families and at the same time gave birth to the idea of befriending the Fergus family.
"Baron Greene, Lady Maggie..."
"Baron Baker, Lady Alma..."
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Viscount Fergus responded politely to all these overtures.
"It's an honor to meet you, Uncle Jiwo!"
"It's an honor to meet you, Uncle Dreiser!"
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As a well-known "genius" in the Viscount War, Gray was not left out, and he responded politely to all the greetings from these people.
The Fergus family had hired an etiquette teacher to train them on how to respond to such an occasion. Although Gray was not familiar with it, he still behaved appropriately.
As time passed, more and more noble families arrived, including the Bessemer family, the Shelly family, the Ford family... The noble families all arrived one after another. The men were wearing formal dresses, showing off their elegance, while the women were wearing uniforms. Long skirt, beautiful and elegant.
The atmosphere in the banquet hall became extremely warm. At this moment, a group of five people walked into the banquet hall and immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the banquet hall.
There are five people, two in front and three in back, with a man and a woman in front.
The man was wearing a yellow dress, had blond hair, had some wrinkles on his face, and had an elegant aura about him. He was none other than Walker Sidney, Marquis of Sidney.
The woman has long black hair, wears a long black dress, and a string of huge gemstone necklaces around her neck. She is graceful and luxurious.
Although she is well maintained, it is not difficult to tell from some subtle details that she is no longer young, and she is none other than the Marchioness, Lady Chotina.
The three people behind them, two men and one woman, are all young.
On the left, the oldest young man is handsome and handsome in a white dress. He is Saroyan, the eldest son of the Marquis.
In the middle, there is a young man about 20 years old, wearing a beige dress. He is equally handsome, but this handsomeness has a little bit of different unruliness from the former. He is Darren, the second son of the Marquis.
On the right, a girl about 17 years old, wearing a blue and white dress, with blond hair pulled back, and a beautiful face, is the Marquis' daughter, Pearly.
"Is this the Marquis of Sidney?"
Gray looked at Marquis Sidney with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Originally, he thought that this nobleman who was in charge of such great power should have an air of majesty that was calm and self-reliant, and his words and deeds were full of majesty.
But the fact is exactly the opposite. There is no aura of majesty in the other party, but only an elegant temperament that has been influenced by books for a long time.
"Marquis..."
All the noble families came forward to greet the Marquis of Sidney, and the Marquis of Sidney nodded in response.
When it was the turn of the Fergus family, Marquis Sidney's eyes swept across the Fergus family, and finally fell on Gray, and asked.
"Is this Gray?"
"Yes, Lord Marquis, this is little Gray."
Viscount Fergus said quickly.
"I have met the Marquis..."
Gray also bowed.
"Yes, at such a young age, he is already a mid-level blood warrior!"
Marquis Sidney smiled slightly, with some approval on his face.
"The Marquis has given too much praise..."
Viscount Fergus was even happier than Gray when he received the approval from the Marquis of Sidney and said with a smile on his face.
After saying hello, everyone in the Fergus family took their leave and sat down at a dining table to rest for a while.
"Brother, the Marquis just praised you!"
Sarah looked at Gray with surprise.
Gray smiled. He didn't take Marquis Sidney's compliments too seriously.
If you really think that you are highly valued by the Marquis of Sidney because of a compliment from the Marquis of Sidney, then you are truly too self-righteous.
A middle-level blood warrior under the age of 17, he is extremely outstanding among the Viscount family, but among the Marquis family, it is just that.
Saroyan, the eldest son of the Marquis, became a mid-level blood warrior at the age of 16, and was already a high-level blood warrior at the age of 17. Gray became a mid-level blood warrior before the age of 17. Although it was a bit surprising to the Marquis of Sidney, it was not too much. He was highly valued by the Marquis of Sidney.
Because he was underage, Gray could not drink alcohol for the time being. He picked up a glass of fruit and took a sip, his mouth immediately filled with sour and sweet taste.
He picked up a piece of soft pastry with a silver fork, took a bite, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The pastry is filled with a sweet sauce made of cream. When you bite into it, it is full of milky aroma and has just the right amount of sweetness.
It is obvious that both the juice and the pastries are carefully made by the castle chef.
"This person..."
While eating the delicacies of Sidney Castle, Gray looked around the banquet hall. Soon, his eyes fell on a person.
This is a man with slightly mottled hair and a rather old face. In terms of age, he should be at least in his early 50s.
The reason why his eyes fell on this man was because this man occupied a dining table alone and there was no companion beside him.
This is very rare in this banquet hall. After all, all the people attending the banquet are noble families. There is naturally more than one person in a family. It is the first time for him to see such a man alone.
Shaking his head, Gray prepared to look away.
Although the man's identity did make him a little curious, he didn't want to keep staring at him, but just when he was about to look away, he saw a figure walking towards the dining table where the man was sitting. go.
The figure is wearing a blue and white dress, tall and slender, with blond hair pulled back. She is the Marquis' daughter, Pearly.
She walked to the dining table, greeted the man, and sat next to him.
Because the distance was too far and the banquet hall was too noisy, Gray did not hear exactly how she addressed the man, but judging from the look on her face, it was obvious that she respected the man.
"A person who can be treated with respect by the Marquis's daughter..."
Gray couldn't help but become more and more curious about the man's identity.
"Being alone, and being able to be treated with respect by the Marquis's daughter, well—"
Suddenly, Gray's thoughts paused, because at this moment, the man suddenly turned back and looked towards him.
His face was lazy, but his eyes were extremely sharp.
When he was stared at by the other party, Gray felt as if he was being stared at by a blood beast, and actually felt a shudder.
(End of chapter)