People from the Black Sand Gang tried their best to notify other so-called celebrities.
This is Roland's "order" to the Black Sand Gang again after a year, and Gru will naturally seize this opportunity tightly.
The whole city became lively, and many well-known people who had been invited agreed. As soon as the messenger left, they immediately went out to find some friends they knew well to see what happened to Roland's invitation, which seemed to be a bit unkind. What means.
After all, as soon as Roland came back, he went outside the city and killed the people of the Silver Wing Guild. Although the latter quickly resurrected, the meaning behind it was quite obvious.
The internal strife between the Golden Sons ended with Roland's victory.
The nobles who stood in the right position were naturally happy, while those who did not stand in the right position were now worried.
And more neutrals are full of doubts. They didn't know what Roland would do next, because Roland invited a lot of people this time, and he was obviously going to change some rules.
The whole city seemed to be in doubt.
In the evening, it started to rain heavily, and raindrops as big as soybeans hit the ground crazily. After a while, the low-lying areas on the street turned into puddles.
At this time, no one wants to go out.
But Roland had said so when he sent people from the Black Sand Gang to notify him.
Rain or shine.
Is it really rain or shine? Why
Roland said that the banquet would be held in the square in front of the Magic Tower. After all, the Magic Tower could not hold so many people.
If it really happens in a square, how long can it be protected in this heavy rain even if it is protected by rain gear
After getting soaked, you might become seriously ill.
Maybe Roland just wanted to use this method to punish people.
Some people were unconvinced and felt unhappy. They looked at the rain outside, sneered, and retreated home, not knowing what to do.
But some people sighed, asked their servants to prepare rain gear and carriages, and set off in the direction of the Magic Tower.
Old Conan Doyle was also one of them. He looked at the rain outside and sighed helplessly.
The old wife said from the side: "The magician Roland is just making things difficult for you. He allows you to attend the banquet in the square in this kind of weather. He also said it is rain or shine. It is clear that he wants you to suffer."
"I know. But there is no way. I was on the wrong team before, and now he is back and has sent a life-threatening banquet invitation. If I don't go, maybe our family will be destroyed by him."
The old wife said in a panic: "How dare he!"
"Why don't you dare? Just because he is a magician." Old Conan Doyle said painfully: "He even dared to catch the queen and enjoy it, and the royal family didn't say anything. What qualifications do we have to resist him. We are old and will die It doesn’t matter, but the children still have a future.”
The old woman's eyes were red and she cried slightly.
When she thought about it, her husband's trip to attend Roland's dinner was probably going to be a disaster.
"Don't cry, things may not come to that." Old Conan Doyle said without confidence, and then he looked at the housekeeper: "Let's go."
Then the butler opened an umbrella for old Conan Doyle, took him outside the manor, and got into the carriage.
The rain was coming down hard, making the top of the carriage rustle.
Old Conan Doyle closed his eyes and his body swayed slightly as the carriage rocked.
His mind is now at peace, and nothing can shake his heart towards an old man who is completely prepared to die.
I don't know how long it took, but the carriage stopped and the butler's voice came from the front: "Master, we're here... But something seems wrong."
"That's right." Old Conan Doyle bent down, walked to the front door of the carriage, and opened the curtain: "Roland said it rains or shines, but now it rains heavily. As a magician, he knows that it is not surprising that there will be heavy rain. Even Maybe he did it just to give us a profound..."
Then old Conan Doyle's expression also froze.
There was light before me, great light.
Thick dark clouds and silver mist-like rain curtains have shrouded the entire city in darkness.
But what did he see
A huge imitation temple building, with just a cornice roof and dozens of rock pillars, supporting the building. There are no walls and there are entrances on all sides.
The structure may seem simple, but what's shocking about the style of this temple is that it's very large.
The height is at least twenty-five meters, and the area it covers is ridiculously large. It takes at least seven or eight seconds to look from left to right.
Illumination light balls emitting strong white light were suspended under the roof.
It's even brighter than during the day.
Isn't this the square of the Magic Tower
Old Conan Doyle subconsciously looked towards the back of the giant 'pavilion', where the tall magic tower stood.
When did such a huge building appear here? He was certain that it did not exist at least half a day ago.
Is this the power of a powerful magician
He's showing off.
Old Conan Doyle jumped out of the carriage and walked into this huge building holding his rain gear.
It was shocking enough from the outside, but when I walked inside, I realized that I had underestimated this building.
People in it are like a mouse entering a garden, pitifully small.
Putting away his rain gear, old Conan Doyle saw many familiar people, and he was not the first to arrive.
He looked around, found a few people he was familiar with, and walked over.
Before they even arrived, a young man from the Black Sand Gang came over holding a book and said respectfully: "Your Excellency, please sign here. Your Excellency Roland wants to count how many guests came tonight." .”
He immediately wrote his name on it.
At this time, old Conan Doyle already had a hunch that tonight's banquet might not be a disaster. This giant building and this signature are proof.
If Roland really wanted to kill them, there was no need to go to such trouble.
Just after signing, two familiar friends came over. One of them whispered: "Old Doyle, do you have any inside information? Mr. Roland called us over. What's going on?"
Old Conan Doyle shook his head.
Then several people gathered together and began to speculate.
There were many people around, all in groups of twos and threes, probably discussing similar topics to them.
Time passed by, and almost everyone who was willing to come to the banquet had arrived.
Although there were many people, more than a hundred, they seemed quite small compared to this huge building.
When the banquet was about to begin, many people from the Black Sand Gang served as scolders and brought out delicacies and drinks.
Placed on the stone table in the first few rows.
There are many stone tables and chairs in this building. The style looks very rough, but no one dares to dislike it.
The very back of the building is connected to the magic tower.
Then the people from the Magic Tower appeared.
Roland walked in front, followed by Vincent and the Queen, followed by Vivian and Jerry, and the other magic apprentices fell at the back.
Seeing the owner coming out, hundreds of guests rushed to greet him.
Roland stood on a high platform, looked around, and said with a smile: "I was very disappointed. I thought there would be a lot of people coming, but I was afraid that they wouldn't be able to accommodate them, so I used magic to temporarily build such a big house, but I didn't expect that my appeal would It’s not enough, only a few people came.”
The guests all felt a little chill on their backs.