A Grand Banquet

Pretending to be someone important might bring a few conveniences, but what if that important person's enemies were important too?

Annan had gained nothing from the misunderstanding, and he could not stay on guard against attacks every moment. It brought him nothing but endless trouble and danger. He had to clear it up and prove he was someone else—and what better place to shed the Disguise than in front of a room full of powerful people?

Andrew Luna thought Annan's plan was crude and reckless, but it really was the best way to solve the immediate problem.

A few hours before the banquet, the Mage Tower's Carriage returned to the tavern carrying a chattering load of Goblins.

Dole had kept his promise and brought his people. Dora, the Goblin with the dirty face, was among them.

These Goblins lacked Dole's quick wits. They were timid and filthy.

Annan first sent them to bathe, then asked Andrew Luna to buy ten sets of children's clothes to replace their ragged Leather Armor and serve as work uniforms.

The Goblins soon learned to operate the machines, and Susan Looms began traveling by Carriage to the warehouse, one after another.

Meanwhile, the evening of the banquet drew near.

The address on the invitation was a dedicated banquet hall beside the Breeze City Lord's Mansion. This was no small gathering.

It was just the place for Annan to put the mistaken identity behind him.

Annan arrived at Winchester Manor before dusk. Lady Fine Wine cast a meaningful glance over his Mage Robe. Since returning from outside the city, he had worn the robe inscribed with four spells. The Cleaning Spell meant it never needed washing, and because the robe was suitable for any occasion, he did not have to agonize over formalwear.

Lady Fine Wine,