Chapter: 1511
The inside is as warm as spring, and a huge crystal chandelier hangs from the dome, flickering with countless candle lights, illuminating the entire venue like daytime.
In the corner on the right, band members wearing vests and bow ties played a brisk melody, and on the left were long tables with roasted chicken, pan-fried foie gras, stewed lamb, and Backlund-style roast goose. , Baked Oravi Lobster with Cream Cheese and other delicious dishes.
Even though they were far away, Klein seemed to smell the aroma they emitted, and was about to go over to get a plate and fill it with food.
At this moment, Bilt pulled his cuffs a bit restrainedly, turned his head, and said in a low voice: "Remember the etiquette of this kind of banquet.
"Our purpose now is to observe the behavior of the admiral, so just grab a glass of wine.
"There are mist champagne, Ormere wine, and South Wales red wine, all of which are famous wines that are rarely seen outside. You can drink a little, but not too much. We must keep enough sobriety, um, try to put on a show when drinking .�
Klein looked away and nodded.
He and Bilt each took a glass of champagne with an attractive golden color and fine bubbles like mist from the tray carried by the waiter in the red vest who passed by, and then went to the focus of the banquet, Amyrius Leavitt in the dark blue navy general uniform move closer.
Given their status, they naturally couldn't really get close to His Excellency the Admiral, they could only stay a little further away and watch each other's every move.
"Amyrius is of average build, doesn't look strong, and the corners of his mouth droop a little, showing his actual age...
"He has no beard, and his azure eyes seem to hide a majesty that cannot be denied or justified...
"His dark blue general uniform is very straight, with red ribbons on the shoulders, connecting down to the chest, with medals hanging down...
"There are golden nails on his cuffs, which reflect each other with the shoulder straps of the same color...
"The epaulets are divided into three parts, from the inside to the outside: the crown inlaid with rubies, the crossed scepter and long sword, and the four stars embellished with diamonds..." Klein entered a very focused state, using "Faceless Man" The ability to remember the details of the admiral, as well as the other party's attitude when talking with different people.
During this process, he even took a sip of the misty champagne, not caring what it tasted like.
After collecting almost all the information, Klein let out a breath to stop his mind from running so crazily.
The massive consumption of energy made him feel hungry, so he put the wine glass on the tray in the hand of the waiter in the red vest, and prepared to go to the long table to get food.
At this moment, Bilt moved closer and said, "Your Excellency the Admiral gave me the signal, and we will meet him at the scheduled location."
�Klein retracted his gaze from the roast chicken, and glanced at Bilt indifferently.
Bilt shuddered inexplicably, turned around in a hurry, and led Gehrman Sparrow into the garden from the French window.
After walking on the secluded road for nearly a minute, he paused and pointed to Klein's face: "You can now look like the admiral.
"Just pretend you're the bum who looks like him."
Klein nodded slightly, and wiped his face with his palm.
��He did this to cover up the disgusting things like granulation and tumors that may appear on the face when the appearance changes.
When he put down his palm, Bilt saw a middle-aged man who was more than or equal to Amyrius Leavitt.
"Very good." Bilt took a few steps forward, came to the door of the utility room, and stretched out his hand to push open the half-covered door.
Amyrius Leavitt was still wearing the eye-catching admiral uniform, facing the entrance, standing by the window, admiring the scenery in the garden.
At this time, he turned his head halfway and turned his gaze to the visitor who was very similar to himself.
The indescribable sense of majesty and oppression made Klein lower his head involuntarily.
Amyrius Leavitt's gaze didn't linger too long, and he slowly moved towards Bilt, and said without any emotion in his tone: "This is not the homeless man you mentioned earlier. JrNovels.com
In the corner on the right, band members wearing vests and bow ties played a brisk melody, and on the left were long tables with roasted chicken, pan-fried foie gras, stewed lamb, and Backlund-style roast goose. , Baked Oravi Lobster with Cream Cheese and other delicious dishes.
Even though they were far away, Klein seemed to smell the aroma they emitted, and was about to go over to get a plate and fill it with food.
At this moment, Bilt pulled his cuffs a bit restrainedly, turned his head, and said in a low voice: "Remember the etiquette of this kind of banquet.
"Our purpose now is to observe the behavior of the admiral, so just grab a glass of wine.
"There are mist champagne, Ormere wine, and South Wales red wine, all of which are famous wines that are rarely seen outside. You can drink a little, but not too much. We must keep enough sobriety, um, try to put on a show when drinking .�
Klein looked away and nodded.
He and Bilt each took a glass of champagne with an attractive golden color and fine bubbles like mist from the tray carried by the waiter in the red vest who passed by, and then went to the focus of the banquet, Amyrius Leavitt in the dark blue navy general uniform move closer.
Given their status, they naturally couldn't really get close to His Excellency the Admiral, they could only stay a little further away and watch each other's every move.
"Amyrius is of average build, doesn't look strong, and the corners of his mouth droop a little, showing his actual age...
"He has no beard, and his azure eyes seem to hide a majesty that cannot be denied or justified...
"His dark blue general uniform is very straight, with red ribbons on the shoulders, connecting down to the chest, with medals hanging down...
"There are golden nails on his cuffs, which reflect each other with the shoulder straps of the same color...
"The epaulets are divided into three parts, from the inside to the outside: the crown inlaid with rubies, the crossed scepter and long sword, and the four stars embellished with diamonds..." Klein entered a very focused state, using "Faceless Man" The ability to remember the details of the admiral, as well as the other party's attitude when talking with different people.
During this process, he even took a sip of the misty champagne, not caring what it tasted like.
After collecting almost all the information, Klein let out a breath to stop his mind from running so crazily.
The massive consumption of energy made him feel hungry, so he put the wine glass on the tray in the hand of the waiter in the red vest, and prepared to go to the long table to get food.
At this moment, Bilt moved closer and said, "Your Excellency the Admiral gave me the signal, and we will meet him at the scheduled location."
�Klein retracted his gaze from the roast chicken, and glanced at Bilt indifferently.
Bilt shuddered inexplicably, turned around in a hurry, and led Gehrman Sparrow into the garden from the French window.
After walking on the secluded road for nearly a minute, he paused and pointed to Klein's face: "You can now look like the admiral.
"Just pretend you're the bum who looks like him."
Klein nodded slightly, and wiped his face with his palm.
��He did this to cover up the disgusting things like granulation and tumors that may appear on the face when the appearance changes.
When he put down his palm, Bilt saw a middle-aged man who was more than or equal to Amyrius Leavitt.
"Very good." Bilt took a few steps forward, came to the door of the utility room, and stretched out his hand to push open the half-covered door.
Amyrius Leavitt was still wearing the eye-catching admiral uniform, facing the entrance, standing by the window, admiring the scenery in the garden.
At this time, he turned his head halfway and turned his gaze to the visitor who was very similar to himself.
The indescribable sense of majesty and oppression made Klein lower his head involuntarily.
Amyrius Leavitt's gaze didn't linger too long, and he slowly moved towards Bilt, and said without any emotion in his tone: "This is not the homeless man you mentioned earlier. JrNovels.com
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