Chapter 701: There is no good feast

This is the end of a small turmoil.

Rythine didn't know what to say, the girl just nodded and left with her head down. Rhys walked back and smiled bitterly: "This time it's thanks to you for breaking the siege." ”

"Even without me, this kind of thing won't be difficult for you." Alan ordered him a glass of wine, Rhys was tactful, how could such a person not be able to deal with the situation just now, the difference was only in what kind of price to pay.

"Anyway, I owe you a favor. Also, I want to owe more. Rhys said pointedly.

Alan nodded and said, "If I can go to the central battlefield, I will definitely have your share." I'd like to ask you to find a few more teams, otherwise our strength will still be a little weak. ”

"It's up to me."

After the two happily clinked glasses, Rhys said, "I'm sorry, I have to go first." I had to look at Christine's little girl, and her mood seemed to be a little low. ”

"We should go too, see you tomorrow." Alan patted Hubble and said, "Let's go, big man." I'll have a drink next time. ”

"Really? If you dare to lie to me. Hubble patted the decapitator: "It won't agree." ”

He stood up again, shook the empty bottle in his hand and said to Rhys, "Tell that woman that Hubble doesn't want to owe favors." She invited me to a bottle of wine, and I would find an opportunity to help her on the battlefield once. But only once, Hubble didn't have any money, but when it came to fighting, I wasn't afraid of anyone. ”

Rhys was overjoyed, and Allen's team pulled out any one of them with extraordinary skills. What's more, this Hubble has a condensed atmosphere, and at a glance, he knows that he is not an ordinary warrior. With his words, Christine is equivalent to having more security on the battlefield, and she thanked the girl at the moment.

Alan led Hubble back to his assigned residence, where Hubble's slashing of the decapitator was eye-catching. Fortunately, his armor was majestic enough to be associated with the Cato. After all, the Cato were notoriously poor, and people did not believe that a Cato could wear such armor. But Hubble didn't like the feeling of being watched, and he kept snorting disgruntled from his helmet, muttering, "I want to cut them down, you nasty fellows." ”

When he finally returned to his residence, Hubble did not cut anyone, and Alan arranged a large room for him alone. The weight of Hubble itself plus the armor weighed several tons, so naturally no bed could withstand his weight. So he simply slept on the ground, threw the decapitator on the ground casually, found a corner and fell asleep. The drunken spirit hit, and a moment later the earth-shattering sound of the Cato was already heard.

When Alan left the room, the brain-braining butler reminded him of Catherine's visit, and when he opened the door, he found that Catherine had brought a detachment of guards, and said with an official indifferent expression: "Marshal Kapro wants to see you." ”

"When?" Alan was a little surprised, but he felt that it was reasonable.

Two hours later, at seven o'clock in the evening on Earth time. He's going to invite you to dinner, and until then, I'd suggest you tidy up a bit. ”

"I am deeply honored. But as you know, I'm here to fight this time, so I don't have any clothes for the banquet. Alan smiled.

Catherine snapped her fingers, and a soldier behind her carried two boxes to Alan's feet. The major general said, "There are things you need here." ”

"You've thought so well." Alan couldn't help but sigh.

Catherine nodded, turned around, and said in a voice that only Alan could hear, "Don't talk nonsense. And then he left.

Alan walked into the hall with the box, and Lucy glanced at the box and asked, "Is this?" ”

"Capro is going to invite me to dinner in the evening, and this is the costume that Catherine has sent for the feast."

"Kapro?" Just as Reina changed into civilian clothes and walked out, he frowned and said, "We have always had nothing to do with the old party, what is he looking for you for?" ”

"Who knows?" Alan shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Anyway, it's right to have a good banquet." ”

Catherine sent a complete set of clothes, from shirts to coats, from collars to shoes. What's even more rare is that these outfits fit Allen's figure perfectly. When Lucy helped him put it on, a young and handsome man appeared in the mirror. The outfit is heavily colored by the spread of death, and the dress is predominantly black, decorated with gold threads on the cuffs and neckline. Coupled with the proper tailoring, as soon as Alan put it on, he immediately transformed into the aristocratic sons of Babylon who often went in and out of the drinking party salon.

"I really don't want you to go out like this, otherwise, those women will want to eat you in one bite." Lucy said with a grin.

Alan kissed her forehead and said, "Don't worry, I will protect myself." ”

"Who believes?" She burst out laughing and shoved Alan out the door, "Go ahead, and if Capro dares to mess around, tell him I'm on the boat." ”

"Thank you, princess, for your kindness." Alan bowed exaggeratedly and left the dwelling amid Lucy's laughter.

There was already a line of guards waiting outside the door, as if they were afraid that he would run away. Alan whistled and said to an officer, "Please lead the way." ”

The venue of the banquet is the restaurant of the Sunrise, of course, it is the highest level restaurant, and it is basically reserved for people who belong to the general and above. Tonight, though, the space is small, and the elegant restaurant is entirely open to Capro and Allen. When Alan was brought into the dining room, he found that he had not seen a single member of the military except for the waiters.

As the officer ushered him into a small compartment, Alan heard a loud laugh, which was the first to be heard. Alan took a breath and strode through the entrance of the next hall, when a tall and mighty figure immediately crashed into view.

He finally met another marshal of the Federation.

Wild Lion, Kapro!

The old marshal also wore a black gown, and this dark-colored costume set off his deep bearing like a hell. The almost silver pale blonde hair added to its majesty, and it was evident that Capro had been carefully groomed tonight to not give the impression of old age at all. Some are just the majesty of the long position, and the majestic posture like the mountains.

Under Caplo's invisible momentum, Alan felt that his back was already wet with sweat just by looking at him.

Kapro stretched out his hand and beckoned, "Come and sit here, Alan." You don't mind if I call you that, do you? ”

"That's my pleasure." Alan respectfully said that regardless of the stance of both sides, Capro was a figure worthy of respect. Likes and dislikes aside, this person's achievements to the Federation are so great that they can be called giants.

"Don't be restrained, there is no marshal here tonight, you should chat with an old servant." Kapro sat down and raised his hand toward the only chair opposite, "Please take a seat, Alan." ”

Alan sat down as he was told.