Release that Witch - Chapter 1169

[Chapter 1143 The Difference Between Martial Daoists]

Due to the different speed of time, falling asleep at one time can basically span two days. After Roland arranged for God’s Punishment Witch to take a break the next day, he took the three of them and drove to the banquet location in the city center – the Crown Hotel.

“Your Majesty, can you really eat whatever you want there?” Tong En poked his head out from the back seat, his eyes shining brightly.

“Of course, it’s actually no different from the banquets held by the nobles. In the era of the Federation, you should have attended such banquets, right?”

“But those banquets are not for free.”

“Can’t it?” Roland asked curiously.

“Yes,” San Milan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, nodded, “The ones who can be invited to the banquet are all dignified people. More important than eating is to connect with each other. No one wants to talk to someone with a slick mouth. Whoever let go of their stomachs Eating will only invite ridicule. If the banquet lasts for a long time, most people will choose to have a meal before going to the banquet.” She swallowed at this point, “If such behavior will damage your majesty’s face, we It’s totally tolerable.”

Roland glanced at the three of them in the rearview mirror, who hesitated to speak, and secretly looked forward to it, and couldn’t help laughing, “Don’t worry, when will my words count? This is not the Federation, nor is it In the Royal Capital of Graycastle, the characters we play are ordinary people, as long as they don’t disturb others, we can eat whatever we want.”

“Then… can I secretly bring some food home?” Dodo excitedly said, “There are many sisters who also hope to experience the banquet level of this world.”

“Just don’t be discovered by others.” He said indifferently, “When the time comes, follow me and don’t leave me too far. If you meet someone strike up a conversation, just pretend you didn’t hear it, and I will deal with it.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!” The three witches said in unison.

After about half an hour, the group arrived at their destination.

As soon as he entered the gate, Roland felt the difference.

Parked around the front yard of the hotel, there are almost all luxury cars, at least one million class, and the clean paint of the cars is as bright as a mirror. In comparison, the van he drives is quite eye-catching.

Although the income from looting the Fallen is good, it is still several orders of magnitude worse than that of a real capitalist, and with the idea of not attracting attention, the van he bought is just an ordinary brand, which will not attract people anywhere. Take a second look.

However, here, he has become the most eye-catching one.

“Sir, the hotel does not accept outsiders today. Do you have an invitation letter?” After parking the car at the door, the welcome guest came up quickly.

Roland took out the card Garcia gave him and shook it.

“Welcome to the Crown Hotel. The venue is located on the top floor, and there will be a dedicated receptionist in the lobby.” The other party immediately smiled enthusiastically, “Please let me park the car for you.”

After all, it is the benchmark of star-rated hotels in the city, Roland secretly sighed, no matter what these people think in their hearts, they are still polite on the surface.

Leading the witches into the magnificent hall, the reaction of the three of them was much calmer than he expected.

Probably spacious and bright buildings were not uncommon in the Taquila era. After all, glowing magic stones once spread all over the upper floors of the Witch Empire. things.

Roland felt a little funny when he thought that this magnificent decoration was not as good as a few pieces of cream cake to them.

However, the appearance of the witches immediately attracted the attention of several people. It seems that no matter which world they are in, their appearance is enough to become the focus of everyone’s attention.

Afterwards, the inspection was more detailed. After the receptionist scanned the card and reported a few words on the walkie-talkie, he handed the invitation card back to him, “Mr. Roland, I’m sorry to keep you waiting. Are these three ladies yours?” …”

“Cousin.” Roland shrugged, “Garcia told me that relatives can be brought in here.”

“I see, please follow me.”

The receptionist sent the three of them into the elevator, pressed the button for the top floor, and then kissed his chest outside the door and said, “I wish you a good time tonight.”

After a period of closed driving, the elevator suddenly turned on, and the walls that had surrounded them suddenly disappeared under their feet. The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the elevator, and at the same time, the city with tall buildings came into view.

The buildings are connected to form an uninterrupted horizon. Even if you look to the end of your field of vision, there are still row upon row of “walls of buildings”.

Only then did the witches let out a low exclamation.

“Even if the three holy cities are combined, they are not as big as this city,” Tong En said in a low voice. “No matter how many times I look at it, it is hard to imagine that mortals without magic power can create all of this.”

“The miracle building you want to build also has a commemorative meaning in it?” San Milan looked at Roland.

He smiled noncommittally.

Although he didn’t tell anyone his past history except Anna, it has become the consensus among Taquila witches that he came from the same place as the dream world—otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why he is so familiar with this incredible world.

After reaching the top floor, a huge circular banquet hall appeared in front of the four of them.

Except for the ground, its walls and dome are almost entirely made of glass curtain walls, and the view is extremely wide. Standing by the wall, you can have a panoramic view of most of the city, and you have the feeling of seeing all the small mountains.

Being able to hold a banquet in such a place shows the strength of Sanye Group.

The tables in the hall are already filled with all kinds of food for people to eat, ranging from cold cuts to pastries, fruits to champagne towers; Not only martial arts masters, but also people from the business or political circles.

With such a high-end banquet, he would have felt extremely restrained in the past, but now Roland has long been used to it, and after entering the hall, he led the witches straight to the theme – the table of meals in the back row.

“Wow… this fish fillet is so tender, it seems to melt in your mouth.”

“Is this really a grape? Ah, I haven’t felt this sweetness for a long time…”

“Stop talking nonsense, you only came to the dream world last month, right?”

“But the last time I ate fast food, that idiot Elena can only call Kaifengcai and Lanlanlu.”

“Hey, don’t bother eating, put something in Duoduo’s pocket, okay?”

Roland looked at the swallowing and excited witches, smiled and shook his head.

He suddenly felt that even if the dream world couldn’t bring him any benefits, he should let this place continue to exist–for him, this place may be a dispensable void, but for the survivors of Taquila. It is said that it is the only place where you can feel “you are still alive”.

Taste, touch, smell… everything they lost in fighting against the devil can only be rewarded here.

Before the dinner officially started, Roland carefully sized up the other guests.

The attendees were basically divided into two factions. Those who wore formal clothes were basically people from the social circle, while those who wore the robes of the Martial Arts Association were basically peers.

Although this division is not necessarily accurate, for example, he himself can only wear formal clothes to dinner because he has just become an official member but has not been issued a robe, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com But in general, no one in the hall is dressed in strange clothes, or Dressed in a weird way, it is completely opposite to the scene I saw when I went to Prism City last time.

Is this the difference between the academy awakener and the wild awakener?

He couldn’t help but think of what Garcia had said.

At that time, Roland was more inclined to the old school. After all, the real enemy of the Martial Arts School is the Fallen Demon, and they will only fight endlessly. Such a battle is by no means comparable to that of competitive sports.

As a means of attracting new blood, it can also be said to be an effective and good method, but it is very puzzling to indulge it to affect the high-level.

Martial arts competition is not equal to life and death, such a simple truth should not be understood by those people, but judging from the results, it is the new faction that has the upper hand.

He has never been able to understand the reason, but now seeing this scene in the hall, he suddenly understands…

The members of the association who don’t participate in the martial arts competition are basically wild awakened people who have nowhere to go. They don’t obey discipline, and their image is so bad that their overall quality is not at the same level as these star martial arts masters.

In addition, the opportunity to fight the Fallen is not available at any time, and if you are not careful, you may die, which will inevitably lead to fewer and fewer voices supporting the old school.

I’m afraid the old faction will not be able to regain its dominance until the official eruption that Lan is talking about.

Thinking of the hunting license, Roland couldn’t help but twitched his mouth… He always thought it was a bit weird for the association to award this to a newcomer who had just entered the industry for half a year. .

But now it seems that not participating in the competition, only fighting against the Fallen, not seeking fame or gain, is in perfect harmony with the old-school philosophy.

Is this all what the old-school high-ups mean?

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