When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 630 Health always wins!

After Hillvis, Catherine and others colluded with each other with their own ulterior motives, October 10th passed quickly, and many county governors who had discussed the budget spending issues began to pack their bags and prepare to leave.

At the banquet held on the evening of October 10, cardinals from the Court of Truth to the Court of Inquisition, partners and bankers at all levels of the Magdeburg Chamber of Commerce, as well as nobles and knights gathered together to celebrate the successful conclusion of the first financial meeting.

Although there were quite a few minor incidents, overall it was okay.

As for the dinner, it was naturally impeccable. Although there were no luxurious dishes like those in the past, various sweets and spices were generously included.

Although I think it's a bit of a waste to fry spices on pork, I have to say that the chefs of the Holy Court seem to have pretty good frying skills.

The ingredients may not be better than the Duke's, but the novel and strong taste is almost the same.

After all, after the Red Copper Fortress was opened up, the transportation in Black Snake Bay has been connected with Langsander County. In the past six months, the two sides have started tentative trade exchanges.

Thanks to the preferential policies of the Holy Axis, the Papal Palace was able to exchange a large amount of pepper, chili, cinnamon, sesame and cloves through unified sales and purchases.

After all, flour and rice crackers can be regarded as hard currency in Black Snake Bay. Previously, the border was blocked and they could only rely on smuggling. Now that smuggling is allowed, the transportation capacity and turnover speed have increased greatly.

In fact, another major mission of Meliati in coming to the Holy See is to connect with her mother.

At the same time, she brought Horne news about the Priory of the Scales, but the price was that Horne had to take her to see the new witch.

The moon was at its zenith, and the lights were dim behind the cold glass. A series of halos and circles of light stuck to the impure windows, and through the mist, people could not see clearly inside.

No matter how hostile they were before, the high-ranking officials of the Thousand Valley Monarchy, dressed in military uniforms and formal attire, now raised their glasses and drank with their own ulterior motives, introducing each other.

After all, during the constitutional period, many people were stationed and fighting abroad, and the positions of county governors at all levels had not been determined, so they had no way of knowing each other.

A fire was burning brightly in the warm hall, and milky white wax tears flowed along the silver candlesticks and fell onto the long mahogany table covered with a satin tablecloth.

Around the long table were middle and senior executives coming and going, carrying plates and wine glasses.

Lannes, who was wearing a black feather jacket, held up a glass of cider and bowed to Meliati in front of him: "You look so majestic today that you don't look like your grandfather (Grand Duke Hemashi), but rather like your great-grandfather (King Norn)."

"You kid, you haven't learned other things well, but you are getting better and better at flattering, hahaha." Meliati, dressed in a slim-fitting and gorgeous men's hunting suit with leggings, laughed heartily and even rudely, and patted Lannes's back hard.

"Ahem, I just, ahem, tell the truth." Lannes said with a purple face.

Melia tilted her glass and pointed at Lannes in front of her, introducing him, "Your Majesty, this is my cavalry captain Lannes."

"Ah, you are indeed a handsome man." Horn stretched out his hand and shook hands with him.

Lannes was about to be polite when he heard a crisp dinging sound.

Everyone turned to look and saw Metternich, who was wearing a combed woolen robe, standing on a chair and tapping the wine glass in his hand with a spoon: "Everyone, we are gathered here today, just like a big family.

But a year ago, we were still like a group of stray dogs, being chased around by the Thousand Valley Church and Prince Kongdai. How could we have such a comfortable life today?
Thanks to the Despot and His Highness the Patriarch, we are now able to gather here, so I propose that everyone stand up and wish the two tribunes good health and longevity! "

Metternich took the lead, holding up a glass of cider, and saluted Horn and Melia who were sitting on the main seat.

Everyone was equally happy. They stood up and raised their glasses high.

"loyalty!"

"Pious! Sincere!"

"Well, I'm the happiest today." Horn raised his glass to everyone in the hall. ………………

Other people in the hall were still toasting, but Horn, Catherine, Meliati and others left the hall one after another, using the excuses of being drunk or feeling unwell.

When Catherine finally boarded the black luxury carriage, they slowly headed towards the Mechanical Palace.

The dark street scenes kept passing by the car window. Horn and Meliati talked with their knees against each other, while Catherine used a small mirror to touch up her makeup in the moonlight and lamplight.

"When does the ceremony start? Won't we be late for it?" Meliati placed her fists on her knees and sat with her arms and legs spread out.

"Jeanna went there early." Horn glanced at the clock tower. "It's only half past nine. There's still an hour left. She will definitely make it."

"That's good." Meliati leaned her head against the car and closed her eyes to rest.

Horn stared at her iron fist for a long time before asking, "Lady Shilov is very good at making fine mechanical gears. Perhaps you can ask her to make an iron hand for you?"

"No need." Meliati looked down at her hands. "Only a fist clenched together has strength."

"If you can create an iron hand, why do you have to have an iron fist? That hand will grip according to your elbow and wrist movements. I think with my extraordinary martial arts ability to control muscles, it won't be a problem to control each finger."

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"You do it, I can take it back for collection." Meliati didn't want to argue about this matter, so she just answered casually.

With the Holy Gun Cavalry leading the way, the carriage quickly passed through the central street and the small bridge over the Pala River, and drove all the way to the Mechanical Palace.

When getting off the carriage, Horn turned to Meliati and explained, "I'm sorry, it's not that she's rude. Like you, she's also suffering from the witch's mental illness. She can't leave this palace and can't make any expressions."

"I know." There was a hint of complex pity in Meliati's eyes.

Most witches who have been with the witch for a long time will have various mental illnesses, but some are mild and some are serious.

For someone like her who desperately used magic to distinguish between her heart and her loyalties when she ascended to the throne at a young age, it caused almost irreversible damage to her spirit.

She had a sister before she became a duke, but before that she only spoke occasionally in her mind, and then she began to slowly take control of her body.

When she arrived at the High Castle, her sister even took control of her body while she was sleeping.

Until now, she occasionally has a moment when she cannot tell who is controlling her body.

In this regard, Meliati was quite envious of Jeanna. She was the youngest, and had been very restrained in her use of magic in the early days, and until now she had shown no signs of mental illness.

After passing the wall and checkpoint at the entrance of the palace, Shilov, sitting in a wheelchair, opened the gate in advance amid a row of soldiers beating their chests, and folded her hands on her knees gracefully and gently.

The one pushing the wheelchair was Jeanne, whose lips unconsciously turned down behind her.

"Hello, two distinguished ladies." Shilov took the lead in performing a Guel-style courtesy. "You two look so radiant."

"You're joking. I'm Catherine." Catherine was the first to extend her hand and shake hands with Shilov. "You look like you walked out of Guel's murals."

Shilov immediately responded with a rather literal haha ​​sound, and she actually said the word "haha" three times in a row.

Only then did Meliati come to her senses. She glanced at Shilov's ears and tail, and also reached out to shake hands with her, with an inexplicably serious expression: "I'm glad to see you here today, Lady Shilov."

(End of this chapter)