The carriage stopped in front of a magnificent villa.
Xia Lin Looking through the car window, I saw a three-story white building standing in the moonlight, with neatly pruned ivy covering the outer walls.
Waiters in black tuxedos stood on both sides of the door, and dozens of magic lanterns hung on the porch, making the entire villa look like a castle in a fairy tale.
"The founder of Sir Azma Charity Hospital," Brevor ambassador Edmund·Odolai walked at the front of the team and introduced to everyone in a low voice, "It is said that he was an adventurer when he was young, and later went into business after retirement. About seven or eight years ago, he used the money he earned to establish this charity hospital. Such a dinner is held every year to raise donations."
"Sounds like a good guy." Xia Lin said.
"In the capital, good people and rich people are often synonymous." Sera added coldly.
The four of them followed the ambassador into the villa.
The hall is more spacious than Xia Lin imagined. A huge crystal chandelier hangs on the high dome, and the magical light softly falls down, covering the entire space in a warm light.
Rows of long tables are placed around the hall, displaying a variety of exquisite pastries and drinks. Waiters in uniforms shuttle between them, carrying trays to serve the guests.
In the center of the hall, there is a small podium covered with dark red velvet, obviously prepared for tonight's host.
There were already hundreds of guests gathered in the hall.
The men wore well-tailored dresses, and the Ladys wore gorgeous evening gowns. Their jewelry sparkled under the lights.
These people gathered together in small groups, forming distinct small circles, chatting in low voices.
Xia Lin walked at the end of the Brevor delegation and looked around.
He soon discovered that these circles were not formed randomly.
Near the door are businessmen, who are talking about the latest trade conditions and investment opportunities. Near the windows are military representatives, and their topics revolve around the border situation and arms procurement; and at the deepest part of the hall is the territory of the nobles and senior officials of the capital, where the laughter is the fakest, but also the most weighty.
Soon, he saw that familiar figure.
Sky·Star emblem.
She was dressed particularly energetically today. She wore a silver-white dress that outlined her slender figure. Her long silver hair was tied into an elegant bun, revealing her white back neck.
But what surprised Xia Lin the most was her expression.
The "Iceberg Inquisitor" who used to always have a straight face is now wearing a decent smile and talking to the people around him.
Although the smile is still a little stiff, at least it no longer looks like someone who is thousands of miles away.
(I learned pretty quickly.)
Xia Lin nodded secretly.
Next to Sky, stood a tall man wearing a silver mask. The mask was cold and majestic, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes.
No need to guess, that is Grand Inquisitor of Imperial Tribunal - "Iron Mask" Calderon.
Sky seemed to sense something. His eyes swept across the crowd and happened to meet Xia Lin.
She nodded slightly, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth seemed a bit more realistic.
Xia Lin returned the look and continued to observe the hall.
In another corner, a group of people were surrounding a tall blond Lady.
That Lady looks about thirty years old and has a dashing appearance. Even wearing a dress can't conceal his fierce aura.
Xia Lin opened [Item Appraisal] curiously.
[???]
[Race: Human]
[Occupation: Paladin Lv.20,????]
[Attribute:(Information is blocked)]
[Status: (information blocked)]
[Note: Be smart and don't stare at people.]
"----He's also a monster." Xia Lin muttered in a low voice.
Level 20 paladin.
What is that concept?
Kade is only level 9, and can already defeat most mid-level demons alone. A level 20 paladin may be able to fight against the demon lord head-on.
"What are you looking at?" Celia came over and followed Xia Lin's gaze, "Oh, that is His Highness Arisa·Novaros."
"You know him?"
"I met her before at the Glory Day celebration." Celia lowered his voice, "She is a member of the Talos royal family, a paladin of Platinum-rank Adventurer, and Iomedae."
"It is said that she single-handedly killed a demon lord. This is why she was promoted to Platinum rank."
----Monster among monsters."Xia Lin looked away.
Just when he was about to find a corner to hide and relax, a gentle voice sounded in his ears.
"I didn't expect to see the hero New Stefan here. It's such an honor."
Xia Lin turned around.
Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties.
He was wearing a well-tailored gray suit, a pair of exquisite rimless crystal glasses on the bridge of his nose, and was playing with a Gold Coins in his hand.
He looked like a wealthy businessman who could be seen everywhere. He didn't have any strong aura about him, and even his magic power fluctuations were very weak.
But Xia Lin's [Item Appraisal] is giving frantic warnings.
[Race: Human]
[Occupation: (Information blocked) Lv.?]
[Mythical Class: Mortal Emissary(? Class)]
[Attribute:(Information is blocked)]
[Status: Curiosity, review, business evaluation in progress]
[Note: Another monster. And the smell of copper on this monster is stronger than the magic wave.]
"Who are you?" Xia Lin asked politely, "And----am I that famous?"
"Of course." The middle-aged man pushed up his glasses, "After all, the shot at New Stefan destroyed three magic machinery processing factories and two large warehouses under my name. How could I not remember this account?"
Xia Lin was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the other party was joking.
"Sorry, sorry, war inevitably involves some collateral damage." He shrugged, "But I believe that with your financial resources, rebuilding a few factories shouldn't be a big problem, right?"
"Hahaha, good point." The middle-aged man laughed, "I like your attitude."
His smile faded a bit, and he said seriously, "Even among these bright stars Nirose, you are so special. Especially----the control you showed in that kingdom of God."
Xia Lin's pupils suddenly contracted.
Kingdom of God?
He did briefly take over the Kingdom of God authority of Anlin in New Stefan, but that happened within the core of the Kingdom of God. Except for a few core personnel present at the time, it was impossible for the outside world to know the details.
"How did you know?" Xia Lin asked vigilantly.
"I have my own channels." The middle-aged man did not answer directly, "But that is not important. What is important is that your Mythical Power, shouldn't it play a greater role?"
"What do you mean?"
"I have seen many people with Mythical Power," the middle-aged man said, "Everyone has different abilities. For example, I----"
He stretched out his hand and gently patted Xia Lin on the shoulder.
The next second, the world was spinning.
When Xia Lin came back to his senses, he found that he was standing on top of a huge stone statue.
The biting cold wind howled by, almost blowing him down.
He looked down and saw the familiar Iomedae statue at the port at his feet, and the brightly lit Nirose city in the distance.
"What the hell?!"
Xia Lin was so shocked that he almost lost his balance and quickly grabbed the statue's helmet to steady himself.
This is the top of the 100-meter-high Iomedae giant statue at the Nirose port!
There was no forward movement of the spell, no magic power fluctuation, and he was instantly teleported to a place at least ten kilometers away.
"Amazing, right?"
The middle-aged man's voice rang in his ears, and Xia Lin realized that the other man was standing next to him, the corners of his clothes rustling in the cold wind.
"This is my Mythic Ability, [Instantly There] as [Mortal Emissary]." The middle-aged man explained, "I can bring an ally to teleport within ten kilometers without spells."
He snapped his fingers.
The world is twisted again.
When Xia Lin opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the dinner hall.
The people around were still talking, and no one noticed that they had left. "But, it still has limitations." The man turned his head and looked at the shocked Xia Lin, "The destination must be obstacle-free, must be anchored in advance, and must abide by the continuity laws of space."
"But you are different."
His glasses were reflecting cold light. "You are in that kingdom of God, you can change gravity, you can define life and death, you can make the impossible possible."
"You are the rule itself."
The man pushed up his glasses. "Do you understand how valuable this is?"
"What do you mean?" Xia Lin finally found his voice.
"Packaging. Operation. Realization."
The man began to talk eloquently, his tone full of fanaticism. "Mythical Power should not only be used for fighting and killing. Imagine if you could concretize the concept of the Kingdom of God and develop it into an absolutely safe extradimensional trading center? Or encapsulate the ability to modify the rules and sell it to the top rich who are eager to experience the feeling of the Creator?"
"This is the correct usage of Mythical Power! This is its value!"
Xia Lin was dumbfounded.
This guy---- actually wants to make Mythical Power into a commercial project? He also wants to create a different world version of the Metaverse or a VIP experience server?
"Of course, it's not possible now." The middle-aged man restrained his smile and regained his composure as a businessman, "Your value is not enough. But when you grow up a little more——"
He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Xia Lin.
It was a gold-gilded card with complicated patterns and a name printed on it:
[Carlos Lilsbourne]
[Starry Commerce Guild·Co-founder]
[Golarion and Castroviel Interdimensional Trade Association·Honorary Advisor]
"Okay, it's almost time. It would be rude to miss the opening speech."
The middle-aged man patted Xia Lin on the shoulder, then turned and left.
Before leaving, he made a special detour to say hello to Brevor Ambassador Edmund·Odolai. The two had a pleasant conversation.
Xia Lin looked at the business card in his hand and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"You are really popular."
Ambassador Edmund walked up to Xia Lin at some point. He looked at the middle-aged man's leaving figure with some emotion in his tone.
"That's Platinum-rank Adventurer, Carlos Lilsbourne. It's rare for him to take the initiative to talk to you."
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"Platinum rank level?" Xia Lin raised his eyebrows, "Then the teleportation just now is not surprising."
"However, what makes him great is not his ability to fight."
Edmund pointed at Carlos who was chatting and laughing with the Imperial Minister of Commerce, and lowered his voice and said, "He may be the richest man in the world."
Xia Lin looked at the business card in his hand and suddenly felt that this thin piece of paper had become a thousand pounds.
At this moment, the lights in the hall suddenly brightened and the music gradually stopped.
The originally noisy discussion fell silent instantly.
All eyes were focused on the small podium in the center of the hall.
A middle-aged man wearing a dark black velvet dress walked up the steps with elegant steps.
He has meticulously combed gray hair, an elegant face, gentle and deep eyes, and wears a unique Badge on his chest, which is a silver snake wrapped around a scepter.
That's the logo of Azma Charity Foundation.
Obviously, he is today's organizer, the "saint" praised by countless people.
Dr. Azma.