"Duke Reinhart, I'm sorry for having been waiting for you for a long time because of these things."

Andoyuan walked into the banquet hall in a slim white tuxedo like an elegant gentleman, then raised his lilac wine glass beside him and greeted the "Duke of the Lion" in the distance with a smile.

All this is somewhat familiar, but far from what I just saw.

But the difference is that Duke Reinhardt just talked with him very generously: "It is my problem to entertain guests without cleaning the house."

But the next moment, with Sonia's "curtain" unfolding, all the electricity in the entire room was interrupted. Even Sanxiao, who was studying the Oasis virtual reality instrument, was instantly shrouded in darkness, and she didn't know what kind of machinery she knocked over.

"Don't worry, I didn't calculate the energy output well."

Sonia's voice came from the broadcast in the hall, which sounded more like a correction made by a scholar because of an error in experimental data.

The crystal chandeliers above the hall became brighter again. The bright light drove away the dark and cold atmosphere, and the magnificent banquet hall was displayed in front of everyone.

In addition, several members of the Dream Brigade in black robes appeared in the banquet hall and fell to the ground in a skewed manner.

They happened to be here because they were hunted by Sonia, and now they were squeezed out by Wufeng.

"Sir Duke, it seems that other part of your guests have come, but the way they come is not elegant enough."

"Indeed, as the master, I should have a good treat."

The title of Duke of Lion is not just because he is a lion.

Andaoyuan stood aside and watched Duke Reinhardt, a high-level paladin, punched each of these small-body warlocks, and almost sent a few away on the spot.

Xue was not interested. She took advantage of the moment when the lights went out and secretly ate a few more cakes, and now she showed a satisfied expression on her face.

After all, for her, the Dream Tour would not hurt Andaoyuan at all, so other things are definitely not important to taste delicious food.

After a while, Sonia heard the notification that the butler wiped his head and opened the door of the banquet hall and saw the man in black with a corpse all over the ground.

The Knight Miss sighed helplessly, then waved her hand and asked the fully equipped guards behind her to tie the spiritual power locks on them one by one.

"Take it back and interrogate."

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Then she explained this to her father: "My father, I'm sorry to bother with the banquet and the guests."

Duke Reinhardt didn't say much about this matter, just waved his hand.

This strong nobleman, whose identity is just a father, turned his eyes to the blue-black winter fir trees growing in the continuous mountains of the northern border outside the window, brought two gratitudes that were usually hidden under the coldness, and turned back to look at his daughter's figure who was gone, and said silently:

"Mr. An, I am an extraordinary person, but I am also just a human being. There will always be a day when I grow old and leave this world. So, as a father, there is probably nothing more gratifying than watching my children grow up."

When Andaoyuan heard what the Duke, who might not have been familiar with before, for some reason, he suddenly thought of his slightly rough father:

"We love our parents almost unconsciously, because this love is as natural as human beings' living. Only at the last moment of separation can we see how deep the roots of this feeling are. This is a passage written by Mr. Maupassant in his book."

"Only by distinguishing one's own distinction can we see how deep this natural feeling is. Perhaps this is the case with the Japanese people. Mr. An, I think this statement has been circulated in China."

As a real nobleman in modern Germany, Duke Reinhardt may not be as ignorant as others in reading texts.

On the contrary, he was very knowledgeable and naturally understood that the ancient Asian culture originated from China.

On this point, Andaoyuan did not refute, but sipped the wine and said calmly: "Lost in the homesickness or missing the old people, it is probably like autumn has passed and winter has passed, and the light snow falls between the hair, and then the thin snow gradually melts into water and feels cold."

Xue was tasting food on the side, but she occasionally eavesdropped on the chat between Duke Reinhardt and Andoyuan with her ears.

At this time, when I heard Dong Lai Luoxue, I suddenly showed a light smile on my lips. I don’t know what I remembered.

Then I stopped eavesdropping.

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After the banquet, Hyacinth and his group followed the maid's guidance to the room prepared for them.

Andau was far from sleeping. He just leaned against the window and watched the light black ripples in the distance gradually dissipate, and the "curtain" covering Munich also dissipated.

The account of Hyacinth's hand gradually bathed in the flowing light from his hands with the moonlight, and then continued to turn the next page in the uninhabited air.

A new page depicts a delicate scroll that looks like an oil painting.

Under the brushstrokes of the oil painting, a knight in golden armor stood by the cliff and looked into the distance. The plains in the distance were prosperous kingdoms, but they did not seem old, but were constantly decorated with the technology of the 21st century, crossing the past and the present, crossing the autumn harvest and winter treasury.

He looked at the painting scroll completed by the moonlight's brushwork, and then closed the account of Hyacinth.

The wind that belongs to the northern border in the distance blows into the room, bringing the clear breath of the Arctic Ocean.

Andaoyuan recalled the sound of rain falling on the sea when he had escaped from the long river of dreams, and he heard it.

Covering over the submerged wreck.

He didn't think much, but quietly sank into his dream.

In my dream, Andaoyuan returned to the street where he used to go to school every day.

But this is not a memory he chose, but a trace of nightmare erosion, led by the Dream Brigade in the afternoon and now it has begun to rebound.

The roadside is the familiar Huaxia neighborhood, with the sound of speeding cars passing by, and then the whole world begins to be covered with flames, whether it is reinforced concrete or wooden houses, making a whispering sound under the scorching flames.

The scene was like the arrival of the end of the world, but for Andoyuan, it was too common.

He had died before, in such a doomsday dream.

But it was also because of death that he became more calm and rational. Even the scene in front of him seemed to be a third person. He walked along the way home to his cottage, and flames were burning outside the house.

A little fox stuck his head out at the corner of the roadside, rubbed it at his feet, and made a whimpering sound.

Why is there a little fox here? Andaoyuan is on the ground for some reason, looking at the burning house while stroking the little fox's head.

Then, he pointed to the room on the right and said with a smile: "This is my room,"

He pointed to the room on the left and said, "Then is my father's room. My father goes out early and comes back late. I am alone at home most of the time. When other children think that they don't want their parents to take care of me, I have to rely on my own society to eat. Isn't that very interesting?"

This dream, which should have been sad, gradually burned out in this atmosphere, in the sound of the fire burning new firewood in winter.
Chapter completed!