MTL - The Law of the Silent Gentleman-Chapter 102 Feast of Vengeance 2

"That's... a comet."

Antoine looked at the night sky. The brilliant lights made the stars almost invisible, but there was a bright comet in the eastern sky, with a long pale white tail, which was clearly discernible even though the lights on the ground were so bright.

"That's the star of Ji Lisa..." He touched his waist subconsciously. This action has become a habit and cannot be changed. But his sword was not there. Arms are not allowed at banquets, so he left his sword at the hotel.

He was very disturbed. His intuition told him that something big was about to happen. Since leaving the village, he has experienced so many storms, and he is no longer a fledgling youth. He is more confident in his own strength, but he still feels uneasy. It seemed like disaster would happen wherever he went. Is he too self-aware?

The crowd roared and gathered towards the stage. The music stopped. A team of guards stepped onto the stage one by one, skillfully divided into two rows, and stood neatly on both sides of the stage.

"The governor is here!" Constantia dropped the half-eaten onion rings, "Come on, Antoine, grab a good seat!"

She pulled Antoine into the crowd. The young swordsman looked around nervously: "Wait, Ms. Constanzia... Leixi... Uh! Sorry!" He apologized to a gentleman whose foot he accidentally stepped on, and got a grunt of complaint.

They crowded into the front row, their noses almost touching the stage. Antoine heard the sound of footsteps, so he stretched his neck hard and looked towards the stage.

People boiled: "Your Excellency Governor!"

A tall and thin man walked out from the left side of the stage, facing the crowd with open arms, accepting the cheers of the crowd like an actor, bowing continuously. He was wearing a low-key black dress, the neckline and cuffs were embroidered with dark purple thread, but it was almost invisible under the night light. He wears a falcon half-mask, with the beak sticking to the bridge of the nose, which looks like a hooked nose.

He waved his hand, and the cheers gradually died down. After the crowd was completely silent, he walked to the front of the stage and bowed down. "Welcome, compatriots, welcome to this poor banquet of mine. Since the guests are all my closest friends, I think you will not blame me for my poor hospitality."

His voice is deep and graceful, like a professional theater poetry reciter, and his voice alone can make people as intoxicated as drinking alcohol. He has a straight back, standing like a fir tree, and waving his hands gracefully like a willow swaying in the wind.

Amused by his opening remarks, there was a short burst of laughter. Antoine thought to himself, this Boniwell is really not simple. If he hadn't known about Boniwell's misdeeds in advance, he would definitely be impressed by his humble demeanor and refined manner. Having said that, if it weren't for his deceptive appearance, he wouldn't be able to be the governor.

"Today is Carnival, a beautiful festival to bid farewell to winter and usher in spring. Everyone must be eager to enjoy food, drink wine, and dance with handsome gentlemen and beautiful ladies, instead of standing here and listening to an old man. But... who told me to be the governor? Isn't the governor's duty to stand up and say a few words at this time?"

Everyone laughed again.

"I prepared this little banquet for everyone, and I hope everyone can have a good time. Our Vanessa is a great city-state. It does not have the deep-water port of Zanodia, nor the historical sites of Akdon, and more Dorothenia does not have an excellent geographical location and rich products, but it has a group of the most enthusiastic, simple and hardworking people in the world! They moved to this strange land, although they did not know each other, but they chose Mutual trust and cooperation. It is the diligence and hard work of the ancestors that made this city-state rise and become the pearl of the Yod Coast, and become a well-deserved 'Great City'! Now it is our turn! Let everyone present become friends Come on, proud people of Vanessa, let us join hands in friendship, continue to develop and grow the city-state founded by our ancestors, and leave the most precious wealth for our descendants!"

Boniwell raised his hands, and everyone cheered. The Governor bowed to a flood of applause.

Suddenly, a shrill voice came from the crowd: "Bonnywell, the filthy renegade, do you remember me!"

The cheers and applause suddenly stopped. The group of guests automatically divided into two columns, and their surprised eyes turned to the young man who came out of the crowd.

Boniwell was stunned. His years of experience in politics allowed him to quickly regain his composure.

"Young guest, what can I do for you?"

"You framed my parents and killed my whole family. I almost died at your hands! Boniwell, let me ask you, do you dare to confront me?"

Young people take off their masks!

The crowd is boiling!

"It's him! That kid from the Sacon family!"

"Son of the traitor Sakon! Wanted!"

"Why is he here!"

"Guards! Take him down! Take him down!"

Giuliano was unmoved!

People shrieked and backed away from Giuliano, as if he was reeking of deadly poison. The guards flocked to him from all directions, each armed with a spear, but Giuliano was empty-handed, and he could only be captured without a fight!

Antoine stared at his friend in surprise. He was right! It's Giuliano! Damn, why did he suddenly jump out! Even if you want revenge, you have to choose a good time! If this continues, he will be killed by the guards!

The young swordsman made a gesture of drawing his sword reflexively, and then thought: Damn it, Ji Lisa didn't bring it!

"Girissa is here!"

A mysterious voice came from the sky.

Everyone looks up!

The comet in the sky is wrapped in flames, smashing into the land of Fagus! Ignorant mortals didn't even have time to say their last words, so they were buried in the impact of the falling comet and the flames that followed!

Fagus Dadi suddenly became a purgatory on earth!

Only the powerful Dragon Clan escaped. The moment the comet hit, a giant white dragon soared into the sky and hovered above the sea of ​​flames. Its amber eyes stared at the earth that was gradually turning into ashes. There was neither joy nor sadness in those eyes, only deep regret .

"Since the world is destroyed, what other legends are worth writing?"

It talks to itself.

A deep voice came from the sky:

"Yes, you don't leave a message. I'm so unmotivated, so I wrote a P. It's a trick. Take it, Meteorite."

Bailong: "..."

The white dragon Reshthani, the writer of the legend, committed suicide.

The Law of the Silent Gentleman End【Happy April Fool's Day】