Book of Gods and Demons

December 30th, 11:50 pm.

The conferring ceremony has ended, and the radiant nobles of the empire have smoothly and naturally merged into small circles.

The New Year's celebration banquet at Hydra Palace, as in the mansion of the Witu family in Tulum, has already reached a climax.

The huge palace banquet hall was brightly lit. Young noble men and women lined up neatly. Accompanied by the sound of melodious music, they followed the stereotypical and traditional steps that made obsessive-compulsive patients feel pleasing. Group dance.

More than 3,000 pairs of dancers dance collectively. Regardless of men and women, everyone’s rhythm is meticulous, and everyone’s movements are almost exactly the same... Such a “pleasant” and “tidy” large-scale ball can only be performed at the court ball of the Durham Empire. appear.

Joe stood a little embarrassed in the corner of the banquet hall, holding a wine glass, looking sadly at Gorkin and Tifa dancing in the hall.

By his side, only the old lady Mary and Weimar were the companions.

The old lady Mary was holding a small cream cake and licking the sweet cream with her tongue.

Liya is not there, and Weimar is not supervised. She is holding a huge ice cream bucket and swallowing vanilla ice cream with a big smile.

"The palace dance or something, it's the most boring." Joe raised his glass,'gudong', took a sip of the wine, and snorted coldly with his nose tilted: "Look at those little women, their eyes won't move when they stick to Golkin. Now. And those coquettish guys... They want to hook up with Tifa, and they have to weigh how hard their bones are."

The old lady Mary glanced at Joe diagonally. She straddled two steps and got close to Joe. She stretched out her hand and gestured on top of her head. The top of her head had just passed Joe's waistline!

"This is a problem, Joe... This is a problem." The old lady Mary sighed: "Imperial girls all like tall and burly men. This is the most traditional and simple aesthetic of the empire."

"But your size is very problematic." The old lady Mary frowned and kept shaking her head: "Of course, the little girls present, nine out of ten want to marry you, there is no doubt about that. ."

"However, there is no girl who is willing to dance to you in the public... Can you understand this feeling? It's like a monkey turning around a big tree stump... Little girls , Also want to face!"

Joe's face was completely dark.

Weima happily rolled her eyes, straightened her neck, swallowed a big mouthful of ice cream, exhaled hard, and then smiled with her throat: "Mom is right, Joe, you are too big. It's hard for you to find a good girl!"

Old lady Mary smiled so that her eyes were narrowed.

She scratched the top of her head with her hand again, tapped the edge of her palm lightly near Joe's waistline, and then sighed: "You just turned eighteen years old...you won't grow your head anymore. Really, your current size is a bit too much, Joe... a bit too much!"

"I... don't know!" Joe's face flushed red, and he wanted to get into the ground with embarrassment.

After the canonization ceremony, Joe and Gorkin were quickly surrounded by a large group of enthusiastic young aristocrats. Countless people talked with them, wanting to become their ‘good friends’ as quickly as possible.

However, when the banquet hall opens, the welcome ball and cocktail party officially begins...

Gorkin successfully hooked up with a young lady from the Duke of North Sea's family. The two entered the ball venue hand in hand, and were placed in the position of the lead dancer by the court ceremonial officer.

And Joe...

The aristocratic ladies who were eager to hang their bodies on Joe before, almost fled from him like a ghost.

No noble lady wants to be Joe's dance partner!

none!

What else?

Qiao attended the first large-scale court ball after he turned eighteen. The newly-launched Lord Marquis of Lower Rockson of the Durham Empire can only be so lonely, accompanied by his underage younger sister, squatting on the side to watch others dance. .

Laplace's shrill voice rang in Joe's mind.

"You seem a little unhappy? However, you will soon lose attention to this little problem... In view of our friendship, dear Scarlet, if you are willing to pay a trivial one hundred gold mark..."

Joe nodded vigorously and coughed.

In the concealed pocket of his chest, a one-hundred-gold mark bill was obliterated.

"The local fleet of the Ice Sea Kingdom has sent an elite assault team to attack your hometown...their target is your mother...their task is to kill your mother and rob your family. "

Joe's awkward smile suddenly froze.

He made a large black wine glass with beautiful patterns carved in his hand, and he smashed it into a scum.

In the sound of ‘Kaka’, the iron-grey marble floor tiles three feet square under Joe’s feet were shattered one by one. The terrifying force crushed the ground, and a dozen nearby floor tiles were simultaneously broken into flour-like pieces.

Standing in the corner of the main hall, a dozen court knights in charge of security looked over here at the same time.

Joe threw away the completely deformed remains of the wine glass, and then took a steady step, step by step, towards the nearby Sallian group who also enjoyed the collective dance by the dance floor.

A large group of great figures such as Salian, Conrad, and George, the grandson of the Ice Sea Kingdom, were getting together, watching the dance while whispering something.

They all have almost the same formulaic smiles on their faces, which can be seen by individuals, each of them is in a bad mood...

Joe strode straight to George.

Several court knights leaned towards Joe quickly.

Joe made too much noise, and many people nearby noticed Joe's abnormality.

The court knights approached Joe, and they followed Joe a few steps forward, trying to stop him, but they didn't know how to speak.

Salian also noticed Joe's strangeness.

He waved his hand: "Joe, what's the matter? Look at your face, something is wrong."

Joe grinned and smiled brilliantly. He pressed his hands on the heads of the two court knights, and yanked them to the sides. The two court knights of Tier 5 staggered back several steps, and almost didn't hit them. Turned over a few old nobles who were also watching the group dance.

"His Royal Highness, I want to speak to His Royal Highness George."

As Joe laughed, he grabbed a large glass of mellow dark beer from a tray in the hands of a passing court waiter. He raised his glass and took a sip of beer. At this time, he had already walked to Salian and the others.

Not allowing Salian, Conrad, George and others to react, Joe grabbed the glass and poured a glass of dark beer directly on George's face.

A full liter of the very mellow dark beer that had just been poured from the barrel, sprinkled George over his head and his face, making a mess of his upper body clothes.

Countless people's exclamations came from all around.

The music stopped suddenly.

The dance stopped completely.

Everyone looked at this side, including the ambassadors and diplomats of various countries, everyone looked at this side with horror.

George had time to avoid Joe pouring the beer in the past, but for some other reason, he stood still, letting Joe spill the glass of beer on his face.

The dark brown beer made George very embarrassed, but his handsome face had a bright smile.

Salian also had enough time and enough strength to stop Joe's movements.

But as soon as Salian raised his right hand, Conrad grabbed his wrist. Even, Conrad's palm touched Salian's wrist, and a muffled sound was made. It was obvious that both of them used great power.

And the group of big people standing next to Sallian, Conrad, George and others, they either did not react, or they reacted, they let Joe complete all this without making any reaction.

Even the admirals of the Durham Empire who were present were so excited that they clenched their fists.

"Ha, perfect." George grinned and said, "Salien, Conrad, and honorable gentlemen, the most perfect excuse to start the war... We have found the most perfect, most suitable, and open war to the public. reason."

George smiled extremely brightly. He tilted his head to look at Sallian and smiled triumphantly: "Our previous futile argument can be stopped... This war, all external responsibilities, can only be borne by the Durham Empire. ."

Salian ignored George. He just widened his eyes and looked at Joe angrily: "Joe von Verto... are you crazy? Or, do you think you have made a little contribution to the empire and you will be invincible? Is your brain burnt out by alcohol?"

Salian was trembling with anger.

The nobles of the mainland of Medland abide by some ancient and traditional unspoken rules of nobility.

Just like the outbreak of a war, nobles often want to occupy the moral high ground.

All the nobles hope that they are the righteous side of the war, and their opponents are the evil side.

Everyone knows ~www.ltnovel.com~ The Durham Empire is bound to usher in a war, but the cause and effect of this war, whether it is the abyss battlefield, or the huge amount of military expenditure and heavy equipment, cannot be shared with the public. Public things.

An inexplicable war?

You must always give people from all countries an open, reasonable, and acceptable explanation.

So, who will bear the charge of detonating the war?

This seemingly very boring and extremely meaningless thing is precisely the issue that Salian, Conrad, George and others have been arguing for more than half an hour before.

At this moment, Joe poured a large glass of beer on George.

This seemingly boring dispute was perfectly resolved.

——Because of the rude behavior of Joe von Witto, Marquis of Lower Rockson of the Durham Empire, to the grandson of the Ice Sea Kingdom, the Ice Sea Kingdom united with several other countries to launch a punitive revenge against the Durham Empire.

Because it is only an insult to the individual, this cannot lead to a full-scale war.

It can only be a short-term, small-scale, high-intensity war!

The perfect excuse, the cause and effect, and all the details are extremely perfect.

And Joe's glass of beer pushed himself to the forefront.

But Joe doesn't care about this.

He stared at George firmly, his eyes were red, and he said word by word: "Duel, coward... the native fleet of the Ice Sea Kingdom, attack Tulum Harbor, attack my home... You **** , Fight with me!"

Salian's eyes widened.

Conrad's eyes widened.

Hessian's vigorous voice sounded in the crowd: "Joe, where did you hear the news? If it is, then, your Royal Highness, don't you mind if I twist your head? Bastard!"