Under night.
Gilan walked through the cobblestone path in the manor and came to the front door of the villa.
As he got closer, even standing outside the door, he could hear the chatter, laughter and noise inside. There were ladies' crisp smiles and men's low-pitched words.
Accompanied by the bright Lighting and the sound of clinking glasses, one can easily imagine the lively scene inside.
Gilan took a step forward and stepped up the steps.
In front of the door, two young and beautiful waitresses had been waiting for a long time. When they saw him approaching, they bowed and extended their hands very considerately.
Gilan took off his hat and coat and handed it to the waitress.
"Welcome to the private dinner of Viscount Loben, Mr. Gilan."
At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a steward walked out of the villa hall and greeted Gilan with a smile on his face.
"Please come with me. The Viscount is chatting with guests in the side hall."
As he said that, the man carried it on his back with one hand and guided it with the other, leading the way.
Gilan nodded slightly to him, and then walked in.
As soon as he entered, he saw a spacious and bright hall with an empty space.
The floor is off-white, reflecting the light of a row of large chandeliers.
The red carpet covers the floor and leads straight forward to the side hall.
On both sides of the hall are six large dining tables, with a variety of pre-dinner desserts, fruits and drinks placed on them.
Many well-dressed gentlemen and ladies gathered together and chatted.
As Gilan was led by the steward, the guests stopped talking and turned to look at him.
Each of these people was smiling, seemingly expressing closeness and goodwill.
Gilan glanced at it without leaving any trace.
'Interesting.'
He said something to himself.
Among these guests, there are also many powerful characters.
The men are basically at the Instructor level, and among them there are four or five young men in their twenties and seventies, all of whom are at the Emblem level.
There are even two men, one middle-aged and one old, who are masters.
These are all determined by Gilan by observing various details such as their physiques, facial expressions, palms, fingertips, standing postures and slight movements.
Some people are good at fighting and grappling, while others are good at wand magic.
Of course, there are also a small number of people who specialize in marksmanship.
'What a dragon's pond and tiger's den.'
Gilan sneered from the bottom of his heart.
For any young man, as long as he is invited to this private dinner, his future fate is basically sealed.
Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving freely.
However, Gilan, a skilled artist, is bold and not afraid at all.
He smiled lightly and even nodded to the guests.
Walk through the hall and follow the steward who leads you straight into the side hall.
There is a sofa and coffee table here, and four people, three women and one man, are chatting.
Gilan glanced at the leader of the middle-aged man at first sight. He was wearing a dark red suit and vest, with short brown hair in a 37-point oil cut, an anchor beard, and smoking a cigar.
He has already guessed that this person is Loben Viscount Fasol.
The other party is not only the boss behind Silver Lizard Club, but also a key member of Old God Cult and "Heavenly Bane Cult".
The other three ladies wore low-cut evening dresses, made of red, purple and green silk fabrics, which were really bright and moving under the light of Lighting.
"Haha, welcome to our staff champion."
Loben Viscount turned his head to look, and immediately stood up with a smile to greet him.
He walked straight over, patted Gilan on the shoulder, and praised:
"Such a young stick master will have great achievements in the future! Several ladies were praising you just now, saying that they have never seen such an outstanding young man. As the owner of the club, I am also proud of myself."
"Thank you." Gilan pretended to smile shyly.
Loben seemed satisfied with his reaction, and enthusiastically introduced him to the three ladies on the sofa.
Gilan nodded to them.
These three ladies are all in their thirties, with fair skin, beautiful appearance, and colorful makeup. They generously cast appreciative and even provocative glances at Gilan.
Loben Viscount picked up the cigar box on the coffee table and handed one over.
Gilan raised his hand and declined politely.
The Viscount didn't mind, so he put his arm around his shoulders, pointed towards the hall with his cigar-holding finger, and whispered:
"Mr. Gilan, maybe you don't need to tell me, you know... the real purpose of hosting this dinner for you is to let you make more friends."
He chuckled.
"Young people have a circle of young people, and we old guys also have a circle of old guys. But sometimes, it does no harm to you to know more old guys."
Gilan read the other party's subtext.
It seems to be saying that he is now qualified to integrate into a higher-level circle. And Viscount Loben wants to act as a "guide" and lead him slowly into this circle.
But Gilan knows in his heart that these are just appetizers.
Half true and half false.
The other party's real hard meal hasn't come yet.
"Come, let me take you to meet other people."
With that said, Viscount Loben took him in his arms and walked out of the side hall, looking very kind and caring to him.
The two of them strode to the dining table and arrived in front of the guests.
"This is the champion of today's staff competition, Mr. Gilan·Iros."
Loben Viscount smiled and introduced to everyone.
This group of gentlemen and ladies all smiled and greeted Gilan.
"Mr. Gilan, we all watched your game today."
A young man with long hair raised his glass and said.
"It's very exciting. After five rounds, you can defeat the enemy with one blow. Even Renoan·Lotito is no match for you. It's a bit bullying to compete with your strength, hahaha."
"This is Mr. Red Bint, the champion of the Staff Contest two years ago."
Loben Viscount introduced to Gilan.
He called the names of several young people in succession, all of whom were the champions of previous youth stick skills competitions.
These youth champions gathered together and raised their glasses to Gilan.
Only Gilan has a clear heart.
These talented staff geniuses have long become members of Heavenly Bane Cult. Looking at the smiles on their faces, Gilan just feels pitiful.
Immediately afterwards, Viscount Loben introduced other people to him.
Middle-aged gentleman, lady, old man...
There are those in the business world, there are those in politics, and there are also powerful aristocrats.
They are different from the small circle of the younger generation Prince Dadeier. They are real people with powerful backgrounds in the capital.
And these people have almost the same attitude towards Gilan.
Friendly, enthusiastic, and treated as one of our own.
Gilan pretended to respond positively and chatted with them, but he calmly memorized their appearance, name, age and identity information.
This is to ensure that after returning home, it can be compiled into a book and submitted to White Sage as key information to complete your own membership assessment.
After a while.
Viscount Loben brought Gilan to a corner of the hall to chat alone.
"By the way, Mr. Gilan."
He seemed to remember something and mentioned it casually.
"Actually, there are some very unpredictable areas inside and outside the empire that are not known to the public. Have you heard of them?"
Gilan secretly said, finally here.
He thought for a moment and tentatively said:
"Mr. Loben, do you mean 'occult science'?"
"Not bad."
The middle-aged Viscount showed a meaningful smile.
"Actually, our circle is very knowledgeable about occultism."