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Chapter 102 A Complex Feast

During the day, Anna, Helena, and Dorothy successfully completed their apprentice registration at the Wizarding Association, and then followed Pixar to the hall to watch a commotion they couldn't understand.

As evening approached, Helena took the initiative to suggest that they all attend Anna's father's adventure team gathering.

Helena's plan was that Anna's father was the captain of an adventure team and a near-professional, so there would be a lot of room for cooperation in the future.

But Dorothy had little interest; she looked down on those lowly adventurers who toiled in the fields for a living.

However, after Pixar made a quick trip to the second floor of the association and returned, he surprisingly agreed to go to the party with Anna.

Dorothy had no choice but to reluctantly follow along, since Helena and Pix were both people she needed to befriend.

And so, this scene unfolded before our eyes.

When the three girls saw Mark, they were shocked. Wasn't this the blue-eyed boy who had shone brightly on the training field during the day?

Anna's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had discovered her idol. She grabbed Henry's arm and whispered in surprise while standing on tiptoe.

"Dad! He's the super powerful mage apprentice I told you about! Back in the training field, he just raised his hand and instantly cast a level 1 spell, like this, whoosh~"

Anna completely lost her usual shyness and became exceptionally lively, snapping her fingers just like Mark had done back then, acting like a typical fangirl, chattering on and on.

Henry looked at his daughter with a smile, affectionately ruffling her hair with tender eyes.

At this moment, the meticulous Helena sensed something was wrong, quietly tugged at Anna's sleeve, and whispered a reminder.

"Anna, look at the clothes he's wearing. They look like the standard robes of a formal mage."

Anna stopped abruptly, turned her head sharply, and carefully examined Mark's robes, especially the gleaming Mage Guild badge on his chest. Her mouth slowly opened into a circle.

Dorothy was idly playing with her fingers when she heard the words "formal mage," and she immediately looked up, her eyes wide with surprise.

Henry patted Anna's head at the opportune moment and began to introduce her with a smile.

"Anna, let me introduce you. This is Mark from our White Eagles team, and these two are Emily and Brady."

As Henry spoke, he pointed them out to Anna one by one, and Mark, Emily, and Brady responded with gentle smiles.

Anna was very excited, her eyes filled with anticipation. Her father's adventure team members were all so young!

At this moment, Pixar stepped forward, his expression calm, bowing slightly, and speaking respectfully.

"Mr. Mark, we meet again. Please allow me to formally introduce myself. I am Pix Grover."

The entire room suddenly fell silent.

Glover!

In Sergei, everyone knows what this surname represents.

The Glover family are the actual controllers of this land!

Henry's smile froze instantly, a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes, and his previously relaxed body tensed slightly.

Margot, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but shift her feet a few times, her eyes full of unease.

No one expected that such a distinguished member of the Glover family would grace the tavern in the lower town with his presence, nor did they know what his purpose was.

Only Mark remained calm, because his status as a formal mage gave him confidence.

Mark frowned slightly and asked in a calm tone.

"Excuse me, but which member of the Glover family are you?"

"Young master?"

Pixar chuckled and shook his head, explaining.

"Baron Glover is my uncle; I am merely a collateral descendant of the family."

Call ~

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, albeit subtly.

But Mark changed the subject, fixing his gaze on Pixar and tentatively inquiring about his purpose.

"You seem to know me very well."

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Pixar paused for a moment, then resumed his humble smile and said softly.

"Has Lord Mark forgotten? I was the magic test examiner in charge of your apprentice assessment during the day."

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Mark simply nodded indifferently and didn't ask any further questions.

Mark could tell that Pixar was deliberately hiding something, and there was no point in asking any more questions, so he decided to wait and see.

Pixar didn't say much, politely walked to the empty seat and sat down, but when he glanced at the blonde female knight Teresa next to him, his pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was filled with shock.

His uncle had mentioned to him that this year, Loran had produced a gifted paladin named Theresa, who was favored by the 'Radiance' and was characterized by her dazzling long golden hair.

Could this person before me be the Holy Knight Theresa?

Pixar quickly composed himself, a gentle and elegant smile on his face. Even in this cramped and simple tavern booth, he maintained the composure and dignity of a nobleman.

The rest of the people also took their seats one after another.

Margot clapped her hands lightly, and the waiters filed in, placing one delicious dish after another on the round table.

A roasted suckling pig, golden brown and glistening with oil; a roasted leg of lamb drizzled with thick honey; a mountain of buttered bread; a cheese platter sprinkled with fresh herbs; and several bottles of fruit wine chilled in ice buckets...

The candlelight flickered, illuminating everyone's faces. Amidst the clinking of glasses and constant laughter, a scene of joyful harmony unfolded.

Mark picked up his glass and scanned everyone at the table through the rim.

Henry, Anna, and Margot sat together in a warm atmosphere, like a harmonious family of three.

Helena held her wine glass, occasionally striking up a conversation with Henry, her eyes full of probing, clearly still considering the collaboration.

Dorothy deliberately feigned intoxication, pressing her body tightly against Pixar's shoulder and whispering softly.

Pixar completely ignored the girl beside him, his light always drifting unintentionally toward Mark, revealing a meaningful smile.

Compared to Pixar's subtlety, Teresa is much more direct, observing Mark intently throughout, without any ambiguity or extraneous emotions.

Emily was a little angry because Teresa had ignored her. She ate her food with her mouth bulging, her cheeks round and chubby, looking adorable.

Finally, Brady's eyes darted restlessly between Anna, Helena, and Dorothy, and he occasionally swallowed hard.

What a wonderful dinner!

Mark raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

As night deepened, the banquet came to an end, and the guests gradually dispersed.

The Violet Tavern, which had been bustling all night, finally quieted down. The candlelight gradually went out, leaving only a few dim wall lamps illuminating the empty hall.

A lavishly decorated carriage was already waiting at the tavern entrance.

Pixar walked up to Mark, bowed slightly, and spoke with the same respectful tone.

"Lord Mark, if you ever need any help in the future, you can come to Zhenshi Fortress to find me."

Mark looked at Pixar and asked with a smile.

"Is this what you've been wanting to say all night?"

Pixar did not respond directly, but gave Mark a meaningful smile before turning and boarding the carriage.

Helena, supporting the tipsy Dorothy, gave Mark a slight bow before boarding the carriage.

The clatter of hooves faded into the distance, disappearing into the night.

Mark thoughtfully withdrew his gaze and turned back to the tavern.

Meanwhile, Emily and Teresa had already returned to the church, leaving only Brady clutching an empty wine bottle, slumped over the table, muttering incantations as he frantically kissed the bottle.

Mark glanced at Brady, abandoned the idea of ​​helping, and prepared to return to the Wizarding Association's private office alone.

Just then, Henry's muffled voice came from behind.

"Mark, come with me for a second, I need to tell you something."

Mark turned around and saw Henry looking at him with a serious expression. Beside him, Margot stood with her arms crossed, her eyes filled with complex emotions, also looking at him.

Mark didn't ask any questions, just nodded silently, and followed Henry and Margot upstairs to a room.

Henry gestured for Mark to sit down at the wooden table and gently pushed a palm-sized bronze badge in front of Mark.

The badge features a soaring eagle, which is the emblem of the "White Eagle" adventure team.