In the inner city at night, most places outside of cocktail parties are quiet.
And on a quiet street.
Elizabeth, this girl just left the reception not long ago. She got off an inconspicuous carriage, jogged a few steps, and boarded another carriage.
"Teacher, I'm here."
She walked into the carriage, closed the door, looked at the other person in the carriage, and said so.
I saw an old man sitting in the carriage.
As for the old man whom Elizabeth called "teacher", he was wearing a dark blue mage robe, with a cautious expression, and his chest was wrapped with bandages, as if he had been injured some time ago.
It was the old mage from the "Silent Academy" whom Benjamin had met before in the outer city.
The old mage looked at Elizabeth and said solemnly: "Are you ready? If you leave this time, you may never see your parents again in your life."
Elizabeth was silent for a while, did not speak, and just nodded calmly.
When the old mage saw this, he said nothing. Instead, he turned around and ordered the driver to start driving.
The driver waved his whip, and with the sound of horse hooves echoing in the silent street, the carriage began to move. The other carriage that brought Elizabeth here also turned around and left at this moment.
On the way.
"Don't get emotional. It's not that I want to force you to leave your hometown. There has been a lot of unrest in the capital recently. Not only the church, but also various forces are secretly mobilizing manpower. Something big is definitely going to happen." On the carriage, the old mage suddenly turned his head again. Looking at Elizabeth, he said earnestly, "For your safety, we must take you back. We can no longer teach you magic in the royal capital."
Elizabeth twitched her lips and showed a calm smile: "I understand."
However, the old mage seemed a little worried. He patted Elizabeth on the shoulder again and said, "You don't have to be too nervous. You were the person chosen by the oracle twenty years ago. Everyone in the college is looking forward to your arrival, and everyone will welcome you."
Hearing this, Elizabeth smiled and shook her head, but her eyes remained unblinking, not knowing where they were falling in front of her.
"Teacher, I understand. I'm not nervous."
The old mage seemed to have wanted to say something else, but seeing this, he had to take it back, nodded silently, and said no more.
In this way, passing through remote streets one after another, the carriage quickly left the inner city and entered the outer city. However, judging from the carriage's route and rapid speed, it was obvious that the outer city was not their destination.
Under the moonlight, the blurry shadow moved forward. The wheels rolled, leaving their own traces on the gravel road of the royal capital, heading towards the unknown front.
In another part of the royal capital, there was a carriage.
The carriage's luck was not so good.
It was blocked on a main thoroughfare in the inner city.
"What happened?"
Benjamin walked out of the carriage, looked at the knights who blocked the carriage, and asked with some confusion.
Previously, he was frightened by Grant's gayness. He left the reception and just wanted to go home and be quiet. However, the reality seems to not even give him this opportunity.
His carriage home was stopped halfway.
"Excuse me, who is this in the car?" one of the knights asked.
"I'm Benjamin Reese." He frowned and replied.
What the hell, isn’t the curfew time yet? Why is it that at this point, the knight has already started questioning people everywhere on the street
"It turns out it's the Lords of the Rise family, we were rude." The knight nodded, but there was no hint of guilt for being rude in his tone, "You just came out of the reception for Her Royal Highness the Princess's birthday, right? "
Benjamin nodded and said, "I drank a little too much and I don't feel well. I want to go home and rest."
As he said this, he was also making a small calculation in his mind.
Is the church going to cause trouble again
However, after taking a closer look at the knights who blocked him, Benjamin changed his mind.
Look at the badges on the chests of these knights. They are not crosses, but crossed swords and shields—they are royal knights. Knights belonging to the royal family were running around in the inner city at night. It was the royal family who wanted to cause trouble.
What does the royal family want to do
Thinking again of the rumors heard at the cocktail party...
In order to prove their loyalty to the church, the Foer family staged a bloody massacre in the theater. What will the royal family do in order to be loyal to the church
Benjamin couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Is the fine royal capital about to enter troubled times now
"Lord Benjamin, if possible, could you please come back to the cocktail party? The cocktail party is not over yet. Soon, His Majesty the King will appear with His Royal Highness the Princess." However, this royal knight said something that made Benjamin a little confused. Surprising words.
What the hell
Attendance at cocktail parties has always been voluntary, so why are you forcing people now? Even the church is not so overbearing in its actions.
What does the royal family want? Aren't you afraid of causing dissatisfaction with other nobles by doing this
"I respect His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness the Princess very much, but I am really feeling unwell and cannot continue to attend the reception. I am also very sorry and would like to ask a few knights to convey my most sincere blessings to their Royal Highness the Princess." After thinking about it, Benjamin replied.
No matter what the royal family wanted to do, he felt that it was better for him to stay away.
At the moment, he just wants to learn magic in peace. It is better to leave the bloody storm and other things until he goes into seclusion and comes out of the mountain to slowly uncover it. Showing off when you should be keeping a low profile is what only a fool would do.
In short, these knights must let people go home.
"This... I'm afraid it's not good." However, these knights really didn't seem to want to let him go home.
"Why is it not good? The laws of the kingdom have never stipulated which cocktail party you must attend. Are the personal freedoms of nobles restricted by you knights?" Hearing this, Benjamin immediately became aggressive and said this .
The more these knights refused to let him go, the more it showed that he couldn't stay at the party.
Now it seems that the royal family may have ulterior motives for hosting this reception.
Therefore, he became more determined to return home. He even began to feel lucky. Fortunately, he left the reception first, otherwise he wouldn't know where to cry at this time.
"This..." Although the knights were still blocking the way, they no longer knew how to refute.
Obviously, the knights of the royal family are not even as good as the paladins, and naturally they are not as good as Benjamin.
What do they compare to the Paladin? And they don’t have a church as a backing. Relying on his status as a noble, Benjamin could only put a few big hats on their heads, and they would definitely be unable to withstand them.
Benjamin is also very skilled at this.
"How could the royal family do such a thing and force an unwell noble to attend a cocktail party? I don't believe it. Are you really the knights of the royal family? I suspect that you are bewitched by the devil and are trying to smear the reputation of the royal family!"
"No, it's not..." Several knights suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
They scrambled to explain, but were interrupted again by Benjamin.
"If not, then get out of the way! Don't stand here and damage the reputation of the royal family." Benjamin snorted coldly, which was regarded as an ultimatum and a summary of the entire hating behavior.
Several knights looked at each other, but in the end, they were defeated.
"...Okay." They could only make way obediently.
When Benjamin saw this, he was secretly relieved. With a disdainful expression on his face, he showed the arrogant look of a nobleman, glared at a few knights, then returned to the carriage, urging the coachman to continue on the road.
The driver waved his whip, and soon the carriage left here.
There were only a few helpless knights left on the streets at night.