Stefanie valued Roland very much and very much.

Originally, she wouldn't even look at such a banquet, but Roland said that she wanted to go and have a seat. She didn't say anything or ask the reason, and took Roland over directly.

Even though she knew that such a banquet would have a dark time that would have a certain impact on her innocent reputation, she still did not ask Roland for reasons and purposes.

During the banquet, Stefanie sat in the stand on the second floor. She was wearing a low-cut outfit. Although her figure was slightly inferior to Andonara, she was also a rare beauty.

The most important thing is that she has a very noble temperament. Just sitting there, her pretty face and white trench can attract countless gazes.

She was alone and overwhelmed all the women at the banquet.

Whether it is a girl or a noble lady.

The men looked at her with hot eyes, while the women stared at her with jealous eyes.

Roland sat opposite her, and also suffered from the jealous sight of many men.

For Roland, a small number of people with good relationships with the Magic Association have heard of him.

Knowing that he had a great relationship with the Grand Princess, he knew his name when he saw him sitting opposite Stefanie.

The person who didn't know asked privately who this person was, and he had such a good relationship with the eldest princess and the future queen.

Ignoring the snooping around, curious, and even desire-filled gaze, Stefanie gracefully held the wine glass with a charming smile on her face and asked, "Okay, I'll be here with you too. Now you can tell me what you want to do."

"It's not good to say it." Roland smiled narrowly.

Stefanie shook the expensive alchemy colorful glass cup without any worries, and the red wine swayed inside: "Then I'll just wait to watch the show."

She doesn't care who Roland wants to deal with.

In the entire Francis Royal City, she had no one to care about except herself and her mother.

Moreover, she was quite curious about what Roland wanted to do when she came to a place like this.

In fact, Roland didn't know what he was going to do. He only knew that at the right time, he had to cooperate with Grantham.

At this time, the host of the banquet, the owner of the manor, Little Martin, appeared.

It is said that it is Little Martin, but he is actually a middle-aged man in his forties.

Although many people greeted him, he ignored him and walked straight to Stefanie and smiled: "Dear Princess, it is really the greatest honor for me to come to my banquet."

He bent over politely. Although he was already middle-aged, when he smiled, he had a gentle and gentle temperament.

He was obviously a warrior close to the legend, but he did not have the rudeness of a warrior. He was just a complete nobleman.

Stefanie did not stand up. Whether according to her identity or the power behind her, she did not need to stand up in such an occasion.

Lazyly putting down the cup in your hand, Stefanie said lightly: "I'm here to see it today. I heard that the dark time here is very interesting?"

"This is a special event for this estate." Martin's eyes swept over the important part of Stefanie at an extremely fast speed, and then he pretended to be very plain: "But this event is not suitable for you to participate in the Big Princess."

"I thought you would encourage me to participate." Stefanie looked at the other person with a smile.

"I dare not." Martin shook his head: "I still understand what you can think of and what you can't think of random things."

Stefanie nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, I will leave before dark time. You go to entertain other guests, ignore me."

"I'm sure to listen to His Highness the Princess' instructions, but before leaving..." Martin turned his head and looked at Roland, and said in a sarcastic tone: "But before I leave, I want to report something to His Highness the Princess."

"Is it important?" asked Stefanie, who followed Martin's gaze and looked at Roland opposite her.

“It’s very important.”

Martin bent down again, and at this time, many nobles who attended the banquet had already surrounded him.

They all have a keen sense of politics, and perhaps their knowledge and ability are not too high on average, but they are definitely talented in watching operas.

"Okay, tell me." Stefanie didn't care about the other party's rudeness.

She could see that Martin seemed to be targeting Roland, and she also wanted to see how this person targeted Roland.

"I heard that His Highness the Great Princess has been very close to the magician in front of you recently." Martin pointed at Roland.

"It's quite close." As expected! Stefanie looked at Roland with a smile.

Roland blinked, looking a little worried.

Martin saw Roland's expression and showed a proud expression.

"But this man is a demon." Martin pointed at Roland and said confidently.

Wow!

The nobles next to them made loud whispers.

It is a serious accusation to accuse a person of being a demon.

This place is not only the Frans Royal City, but also the Holy Land of Light.

Under normal circumstances, those who are considered to be demons must be tied to a cross and burned to death.

Roland is not very good at acting, so he can't pretend to be afraid, so he can only try his best to frown.

But in Martin's eyes, this expression was instead pretending to be calm, which made him believe more in his judgment.

"How could my man be a demon?" Stefanie scoffed.

Roland smiled at her when he heard this.

This is just that Roland simply gave Stefanie's words a normal smile, and it can even be said to be a "commercial" coping smile.

But in special circumstances, in the eyes of special people, it can be interpreted as other meanings.

Martin felt more and more afraid of Roland.

He waved his hand back, and the butler walked up, holding a roll of paper.

Martin spread the roll of paper, straightened it up, swung it slowly left and right, showing it to everyone.

This is a male portrait, and it looks 80% similar to Roland.

Given that there are not many people in this world who can draw the same appearance of people, according to common sense, the person in this portrait should be Roland.

However, Roland and Stefanie knew that the person in this portrait was not him.

After nearly a minute of the portrait was displayed, Martin threw the painting at Roland.

Roland took it and looked at it for a while.

picture!

Really like myself.

"So you show me a portrait, what does it mean?" Stefanie asked.

"Your Highness, the person in the portrait is Rodjonier, who is a local noble in Cold Spring County, and he is also a magician."

The nobles around them were whispering.

Why is this person named Rodjonier so much like the person opposite the princess, Roland.

Stefanie was surprised. If she hadn't known that Roland was the son of gold, she would have thought that Roland was this Rodjonier.

"And what?" Stefanie said as if he was unhappy: "What does it have to do with his name Roland or Jonil? What does it have to do with you?"

"What if this Viscount Yonier is a murderous demon?"

Everyone showed curious eyes, Stefanie covered her mouth and shouted: "Really? How could Roland be a murderous demon?"

"It's true." Martin looked at Roland and said angrily: "This man killed his parents, raped his resident girl who grew up, and burned his neighbor's family to death, and then disappeared from Lengquan County. We didn't expect that he had changed his name and came to the royal city."

At this time, Stefanie just poured her half a glass of wine. She had just taken a sip and almost spit out when she heard this. Fortunately, her noble lady etiquette had been polite for many years and she swallowed the wine back.

"Are you so cruel?" the eldest princess asked Roland in surprise.

Roland said oh, he didn't know what was going on or what expression he was doing, after all, he was not an actor.

But in the eyes of many people, this is a sign of guilt.

Martin laughed and said, "Your Highness, the Great Princess, he is such a cruel demon. He must have some plans when he is with you. So..."

He turned sideways and blocked Stefanie's face: "Please step back, and this demon will be left to our Warrior Guild."

Roland didn't know how to answer.

He now roughly understood Grantham's plan.

In fact, it is very simple. It is to let Martin make a fool of himself in public and leave the city in front of the future queen, so that Martin's prestige will be further reduced.

Even if Martin is powerful, the elements of the Warrior Guild will find ways to get Martin off the stage considering the image of the guild in front of the queen in the future.

However, Roland was curious that although Martin was not very smart, he should not be stupid. How could he believe such information so easily?

Could it be that the person who gave him information was the one he trusted very much?

After thinking about it carefully, Roland felt a little numb.

Grantham said that he had no advantage here, but the one who could instigate Martin's confidant was already the upper hand.

Now I just took a chance to justify the prestige of Martin again.

Even if he didn't have his own help and created such a bad opportunity, with Grantham's ability, he would probably soon surpass Martin.
To be continued...