The carnival of the enthronement ceremony lasted from noon to night.
More than ten huge pots and pans were erected on the central square, which contained fragrant fresh soup. Under the boiling water, various seasonings and oil flowers were piled up on the edge of the pot, which was a finger thick. Anyone can throw food into it, cook it and then scoop it out. With most spices still a luxury, the feast is clearly appealing to them. Some even brought clay pots and wooden barrels, hoping to bring this rich oil soup home to taste slowly.
Of course, the city hall will continue to add new soups and bases. When the chopped beef bones and sausages are poured into the pot, there will be bursts of new cheers from the crowd.
This was almost an unimaginable scene in the past demon month.
The long winter makes people take a breath of hot air with caution, and every loss of body temperature means one step closer to death. But now, they can shout freely and vent their enthusiasm in the falling snow without any worries.
Because they know that these expended physical strength and temperature can be replenished at any time.
Without deliberate guidance, people spontaneously raised hot food in the direction of the castle, offering blessings and praises for the new king's ascension to the throne.
…
Sylvie retracted his gaze and moved his gaze back to the castle hall.
The banquet here is also very lively.
Wine, food, music and laughter are all available.
And when Roland and Anna appeared hand-in-hand in brand new outfits, they caused a lot of admiration.
It was the first time that Sylvie had seen such a style of wedding dress that was completely different from the white gauze at the chief knight's wedding. If the former had a bit of an evening dress, the latter seemed to be completely newly designed by Roland. The color of the clothes is mainly red and gold, with long cuffs and skirts, and two ribbons covered with patterns hanging from the shoulders, which looks complicated and luxurious.
It stands to reason that such a bright costume can easily overwhelm the owner's appearance, but it is just right to wear it on Anna. She herself is the master of the flame, and with her strong comprehension ability, even among the witches is dazzling. A dazzling one, and the bright red color contrasts this point; plus the generous design of the clothes, she has a more dignified and calm feeling, which is suitable for the status of a queen.
Everyone raised their glasses to the two, while Roland and Anna responded with a smile. It could be said that this was a perfect dinner party.
But Sylvie couldn't relax at all.
Because she saw some strange signs at the ceremony.
As the owner of the magic eye, she always acts as the first line of defense in the vigilance circle, providing timely warnings for follow-up guards. At a critical time like the enthronement ceremony, she must strive for absolute safety. Whether it was out of her own thoughts or her relationship with His Highness Tilly, she hoped that Roland would be safe and sound, so naturally she would not let these clues go easily.
Individually, each sign is inconsequential, but together they form an intriguing puzzle.
This could not help but remind Sylvie of a song that His Majesty Roland hummed occasionally.
The lyrics explained by the other party have quite a bit of meaning, such as the charred cane, the abrupt subtle floral fragrance, and many seemingly insignificant fragments, which ultimately lead to a deliberately buried truth.
By the way, after this song was heard by Mystery Moon, it has become the group song of the detective team.
And that seemed to be the case at the time.
Although it wasn't quite clear where the problem came from, if it were normal, she would have informed Nightingale and Ashes to be more vigilant.
But Sylvie remained silent at the moment.
Just because she suddenly remembered what Anna said to herself two days ago.
"Those who can prevent secrets from being revealed are often only those who know the secrets. In this regard, I need your help."
At that time, she didn't really understand the meaning of the words, so she didn't take it too seriously.
It was not until today that she suddenly understood that this sentence was like the last stroke of a puzzle. When it was clicked, the whole picture would have meaning.
She spied a secret.
This did not make Sylvie feel happy, but felt a lot of pressure.
Because she now not only needs to keep this secret, but also has to prevent others from discovering the secret trail.
Those scattered strange signs, it is likely that she is not the only one who notices!
Sylvie swept the entire hall, focusing on three targets.
"Ah!"
Lorgar rubbed his nose with a suspicious look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Andrea joked on the side, "So it turns out that wolves can also get cold?"
"I don't know if there's something wrong with my nose. I've been having this kind of delusion in the morning," Lorgar sniffed left and right. "The smell in the hall doesn't seem to match up..."
"Can't count?" Ashes interjected, "Can't you identify the smell on each person, and then match it with the sender?"
"As long as it's not too far apart, or disturbed by a strong odor," Lorgar nodded.
"There are nearly 100 people in the hall now," Andrea clearly didn't believe it. "No matter how sensitive the nose is, it's impossible to remember so many smells at the same time. Not to mention that many people have used perfume and physical contact. , like this." Said she touched the back of the super witch's hand with the hand that had just grabbed the chicken leg, "I will also get her strange smell, so you can tell the difference?"
"It's really hard... But it's one thing to distinguish accurately, and it's another thing to have a smell." Lorgar lowered his ears in confusion, "Even though everyone stood in one place and didn't move, why would there be a few smells? On and off?"
"Cough," Sylvie's voice suddenly sounded behind the three, "This should be a disease."
"Silvy?" Andrea raised her eyebrows, "Why are you here?"
"I was walking everywhere, and I happened to hear your conversation," she shrugged and looked at the wolf girl, "The climate in the west is different from the desert in the south, and it is easy to be eroded by cold epidemics, not to mention this is the first time you come here. It’s normal to feel uncomfortable in the winter. If you feel your nose is not clear, just go to Lily and ask for a glass of purified water to drink, as I often did when I first came here.”
"Really?" Lorgar said suddenly, "I see."
After leaving the three, Sylvie breathed a sigh of relief.
Because of his ability, Luo Jia Huohuo has a sense of hearing and smell that far exceeds that of ordinary people, and coupled with that beast-like insight, he is an object that needs to be marked throughout the entire process.
Fortunately, they were prevented from getting closer to the secret trail in time just now.
The second key objective is to
"Gugu, gu, gu gu gu... gu!" Maisie, who was squatting on top of Lightning's head, was excitedly talking to Joan.
"Acridine, acridine, acridine!" The latter also replied cheerfully. Between you and me, the two seemed to be exchanging a particularly interesting topic.
No, forget it... Sylvie held her forehead, even if they found something, she wouldn't be able to notice it.
Fortunately, it is also unlikely that others will get any clues from it.
Thinking of this, she focused her attention on the third person through the eyes of magic.
And that is the person who is most likely to discover the secret, and the most difficult one.
sugar.