Mage Joan

"Mechanical armor and driver, in your opinion, who is the tool and who is the master?" Qiao An asked Slude, "Are we in control of the tool, or the tool in turn controlling us?"

"Emmm... Forget it! Anyway, you always have a reason to say, but I can't tell you, why don't you give up!"

Slaughter decisively gave up thinking about the questions raised by Qiao An. This was really a very wise decision.

...

Accompanied by Conti and Walsung’s brothers and sisters, Qiao Ann spent an afternoon at Colasburg University, returning to the "Friendly House" in the evening to open a guest room to rest.

When I was about to take a hot bath to relieve my fatigue, I heard a knock on the door.

After opening the door, there was a court attendant in uniform standing opposite, bowing at him with a serious ninety degrees.

"Dear Dr. Vader, this is a letter to you."

Qiao An opened the large envelope handed by the attendant, took out a short letter, looked at it, and said to the attendant: "Please tell your Majesty, I will be on time for the appointment tomorrow afternoon."

The attendant bowed again, said goodnight to him politely, and left with his message.

The letter is a handwritten letter from His Majesty the Emperor, inviting Qiao An to visit the palace at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon. He will have tea and chat in his office first, and there will be a dinner at seven o'clock.

Five invitations were sent with the letter. In addition to Qiao Ann's own one, four of them were blank. Whoever Qiao Ann wants to bring to the banquet can fill in the name by himself.

This approach is really unreasonable and will definitely add a lot of trouble to the host and security work of the banquet, but he expressed full sincerity, which made Qiao An feel that he was valued by the Far East royal family and was secretly moved.

The value of the invitation letter to the palace banquet cannot be measured by money. Of course he dare not send it randomly. After all, whoever invites to the banquet means that he is responsible for the words and deeds of the other party in front of your majesty and courtiers.

After thinking about it, Qiao Ann took out the communication crystal and sent letters to Conti, Sluder, Harkon and Franklin, asking them if they would spare time tomorrow night to accompany him to the palace banquet.

Conti and Walsunger brothers and sisters expressed flattering emotions in their reply, and the old man Franklin, as a diplomat, would not refuse such an honor.

The next day, Qiao An was blocked just after Tianmengliang.

Old man Franklin brought three little "thugs" and broke into Qiao'an's guest room, claiming to check his suitcase.

"What suitcase?" Qiao Anwo was stunned with a toothbrush.

"Away from home, don't you prepare a few sets of replacement clothes and toiletries, and carry them with you in a box?" Conti asked.

"No need. The daily necessities can be put in a storage bag. Besides, I don't have a few replacement clothes. If it is dirty, I can clean it up. I usually wear this robe. Anyway, I am not afraid of the cold."

"I knew it would be like this!" Slude sighed.

"Haha! It's normal, we men are like this."

Hakon took Joan's shoulders to help him round the field.

"Qiao An, you are going to visit your Majesty in the palace today. If you dress casually, it would be too rude. It seems that you don't show enough respect for your Majesty Roland and the ministers of the Far East."

Old man Franklin nodded the young mage.

"Of course I understand the truth. Don't think of me as a hillbilly who is ignorant!" Qiao An was a little unconvinced. "The Foreign Minister of the Far East, senior officials of the central bank, including the emperor himself, have talked and laughed with me!"

Who do you look down on?

No one knows socially better than me!

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, I just ask, are you ready for the evening dress for the palace banquet?"

Slude smiled unkindly and made clear the jokes waiting to see him.

"Be prepared!" Qiao An replied sternly.

"How is this possible..." Slude sneered: "I look up and down, and look up and down. Your kid is not someone who has this kind of consciousness at all. I even suspect that you haven't worn a dress once in your life. ."

"That's not necessarily Sister Slude, you can't always look at people with old eyes. Joan was indeed a little withdrawn when he was a child. He blushed when he talked. He was shyer than a little girl, but after so many years of experience, he has matured. Many, I was forced to sign a contract last time, so I won’t be surprised if I do anything!” Conti respectfully presided over justice.

Qiao An was not sure for a while, whether this girl was speaking for herself, or was trying to run herself weirdly, but there was a saying that it was not a "sale contract", it was clearly an agreement between the guardian and the ward.

"Too lazy to talk with you, see what this is!"

Qiao An turned out a small suitcase from the storage bag, opened it and took out a set of high-end dresses, and showed it to everyone.

"The fabric is good." After checking, the old man Franklin nodded in satisfaction, then used a spell to smooth the creases on his clothes.

"No—will—huh?!" Slude couldn't believe it. "Joan, to be honest, you just made this dress by magic, right?"

Qiao Ann rolled her eyes at her villainous heart, and patiently explained: "This was given to me by Mrs. Josephine. It has been almost three or four years. I haven't worn it a few times. It still looks Brand-new."

"The countess is so kind to you, she treats you as her own son." The old man Franklin said with emotion. "It's a pity that she was sent to Bethlehem by the Continental Congress. It’s not me, a terrible old man."

"You can’t say that, the old dean, you are also a personable gentleman and celebrity. I heard that it is very popular in the upper social circles of Avalon and Colasberg. In foreign countries, you are more famous than General Vasa. Big."

Qiao Ann’s words are really not flattering. Many foreigners only recognize Franklin as a university born in the New World. As for other cultural celebrities in the New World, Adams, Jefferson, including Qiao Ann himself, are too senior. Shallow, in the area of ​​international reputation, you have to go a little further.

"Joan, the dress three years ago, can you still fit it now?" Conti asked worriedly.

"No problem at all, I tried it through last night."

"According to that..."

Brother Hakon probed over and inserted a word with sympathy on his face, almost not fainting Qiao Ann on the spot.

"In the past three years, brother Qiao'an, aren't you not growing taller at all?"

Isn’t that right? Since Qiao Ann drank the "spring of youth" three years ago, his body will remain youthful, which means that he will no longer develop, and most people will not continue to maintain the vigorous vitality of adolescence after adulthood. It will grow more or less.

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