Ranger King of Azeroth

  Chapter 48 Royal Court Dinner

  After detouring the Royal Trade Zone and the Holy Light Square, the carriage finally stopped at the main entrance of the Sunstrider Royal Court.

  Several older male elves dressed as butlers were already waiting in front of the long arch bridge.

   After seeing Charlemagne and Cirvanas get out of the car, one of the elves came over to them, put his hands on his chest and bent down to salute.

   "These two are Mr. Theron and Ms. Windrunner. I will guide you next. Your Majesty has been waiting in the banquet hall for a long time."

  Charlemagne nodded to the waiter with a smile, and followed when the waiter took the lead towards the bridge.

   But at this time Cirvanas' actions surprised him. The second lady took a step forward and grabbed his right hand, leaning her whole body slightly.

   "Don't get me wrong, this is just the basic etiquette for attending a banquet, let's go, don't keep His Majesty waiting too long."

  When Charlemagne turned her head and looked over in surprise, Hope Wanas lowered her head slightly, her face flushed a little, but she still didn't let go of Charlemagne's hand, just urging him to follow the waiter in front.

   "Uh... alright."

  Charlemagne vaguely remembered attending the banquet in the previous life, and it seemed that the male and female companions were all holding hands with each other, and they didn't delve into Cirvanas' behavior.

  At this moment, the waiter in front had stopped, and turned slightly sideways to wait for them to follow. Charlemagne had no choice but to speed up and walk over to the bridge.

  When Charlemagne led Cirvanas to the highest point of the arch bridge, Sean just got off the carriage prepared by his family. Seeing the closeness of the two, he couldn't help whistling frivolously.

   "I thought the atmosphere between these two people was a bit weird before, and it really is..."

   Immediately, he smiled gloatingly, "Are you sandwiched between the two sisters? Judging by Cirvanas' personality, I'm afraid your life won't be too peaceful in the future, so please yourself."

  When Sean followed the waiter who greeted him into the room alone, Liadrin followed closely.

  The earl's daughter is quite familiar with this kind of royal banquet. Today, she was wearing a long snow-white dress and walked towards the royal court with elegant steps.

  Charlemagne was on his way to the palace restaurant, feeling the soft body of Cirvanas beside him and the faint fragrance emanating from his body, he couldn't help feeling a little distracted.

  In order to divert his attention, he began to pay attention to the magnificent interior of the palace around him.

  As he imagined, the furnishing style in the royal court is low-key and luxurious. The furniture made of various precious materials and the lamps exuding arcane aura all show the heritage of the royal family.

   He was a little surprised by the broom that was automatically cleaning after being infused with arcane power.

  ‘Sure enough, arcane arts have filled all aspects of the high elves. I don’t know how they will react if they know that the Sunwell will disappear sooner or later… probably they won’t believe it. '

  Thinking of the difficult situation in the future, Charlemagne felt a little headache. Putting aside this unpleasant thought for a while, Charlemagne began to focus on the waiter who led the way.

  Every step the waiter took seemed to be measured by a ruler. On the way Charlemagne followed him, the steps he took were almost exactly the same.

   And judging from his habit of raising his hands to bet and his slightly broad shoulders, he might not be a simple waiter.

  ‘Although you can’t see the palms under his white gloves, there are likely to be many calluses. This person... must be a soldier. '

Using warriors as servants, that is, the royal family will do such a luxurious thing. There are not many warriors among the high elves. Most of them are trained by big families to protect their own family members. There are very few wild civilian warriors. and less.

   After all, for ordinary people, there is no better way to get ahead than to become an arcanist, but not every family can afford the money needed to raise an arcanist, so the second choice must be a ranger.

  Although the status of the Arcanist is relatively low, compared with the rough professions such as warriors in the eyes of the high elves, the ranger who has guarded Quel'Thalas for thousands of years is still much better.

  Of course, if you have a pious heart, you can also pray for the response of the Holy Light to become a priest, but among the Quel'dorei who generally believe in the Sunwell, there are too few elves who can maintain their pious belief in the Holy Light.

   After passing through the long passage, Charlemagne and Cirvanas finally arrived at the banquet hall under the guidance of the waiter.

  The waiter opened the door and respectfully saluted the Sun King on the throne, and then quickly left.

   "Mr. Theron and Ms. Windrunner, please take a seat. Except for Lianda, you are the first to come."

  Sun King Anasterian and Queen Giffen invited them to their seats with gentle smiles.

  At this time, Lianda, who was a member of the royal family, was already sitting on the first seat to the right of the queen. She was looking at the hands of the two intimately holding each other with a playful smile.

  After noticing the other party's gaze, Cirvanas quickly let go of Charlemagne, and after politely saluting the king and queen with a reddish cheek, he came to Lianda and sat down at a slightly hasty pace.

   After the same salute, Charlemagne sat down at the first place on Anasterian's left under the sign of the Sun King.

This position made him feel a little stressed. After all, it was the first time for him to be so close to a national leader in two lives. Although the king and queen seemed quite gentle at this time, he didn't think that Anast, who had been in power for thousands of years, Rian would really be as harmless as he now appears.

   Fortunately, Sean and Liadrin also took their seats one after another. Looking at Sean sitting beside him, Charlemagne finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   Seeing that all the people had arrived, Anastrian didn't procrastinate, and directly announced the opening of the table, and then everyone picked up their knives and forks and began to eat.

  Different from my Great Heavenly Dynasty, the high elves usually do not communicate with each other when they are dining. The whole dinner can only hear the slight sound of the knife and fork touching the plate, and everyone enjoys the food in silence.

And... this sound is basically made by Charlemagne and Cirvanas, and Sean and Lianda, who have been well-educated since childhood, will not make any extra noise when dining, and this also makes the two rangers feel a little embarrassed .

   Fortunately, Anasterian said in advance that there is no need to be too polite. The others also knew that the two rangers had not received relevant education before, and they did not blame them for their faux pas.

  After the dinner was over, Giffen took Lianda to leave first, and Anasterian brought the four young people to the living room, and then began to enter the main topic of tonight.

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