I Travel with You. Five days later, in the square before the Administrative Hall of Oakland City's royal palace, more than three thousand people had gathered.
In one corner, Hebrew, who had been lying on a sofa enjoying himself, saw Elder Brother walking toward him and subconsciously stood up.
Seeing this, Orlando glanced at Hebrew, then went straight to his left side and sat down.
After seeing Elder Brother sit, Hebrew reached up and scratched the back of his head, then sat down as well.
Over the past year or so, he had already formed the habit, and he still had not managed to change it right away.
Fortunately, all that suffering had not been for nothing. His strength had grown quite a bit, and at the very least, he had gained a new understanding of the Law of Ice.
"I want to see you here tonight."
"Hm?"
Hebrew, who had just picked up a pastry and was about to put it in his mouth, froze at those words.
"Lord told me to inform you that there will be a small banquet in the Cecilia Demiplane tonight. If you don't attend on time, the top of the flagpole in this square will be where you spend the next few days."
Hebrew was so frightened he nearly dropped the pastry in his hand, and he hurriedly replied, "I understand."
Right now, he could be considered a person of some standing. If he were hung up on the flagpole, he would lose all face.
"Relax properly. When you go back, keep working hard."
"Mm."
Orlando stood up, reached out and patted Hebrew, who was tasting the pastry, then walked toward Belder, preparing to have a chat with him.
At eleven in the morning, Velin walked out of the royal palace's Administrative Hall