Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Chapter 1626 1621: The Upcoming Banquet

The caliber of this banquet is high, and the Bloodline people are separated from the secular elites.After all, communications among Bloodline, even casual words, are astonishing.

As a result, Earl of Melard did not find many 'outstanding young talents' from the worldly elite crowd to his liking.

Of course, there were some, but the Earl of Melard's standards were quite high.

He has requirements for family background, appearance, and other aspects.

Though there were a few noble hereditary marquises who brought their descendants to the banquet, they were mostly around thirty and among them were some he knew.

Famous playboys—how could he willingly push his daughter into the fire pit?

Moreover, the Earl of Melard thought that it would be best if his daughter didn't marry outside so his grandson could inherit his title. Reviving the Melard family would fulfill one of his persistent dreams.

"Earl of Melard, aren't you curious about who the guest of honor is today?" Sir Connor held a glass of wine and approached the Earl of Melard.

The Earl of Melard glanced at him, took a sip of his wine, and said casually, "Why, Sir Connor, do you have news?"

"Ha ha, of course I know." Sir Connor was confident.

Today is a big day for the Nopheler Family, and as a servant bloodline of the Nopheler Family, he naturally knows some inside information.

However, matters about Su Chen remain confidential within the Nopheler Family; they only know that today, the Nopheler Family will gain a powerful ally.

"Then Sir Connor, why not share it with me?" The Earl of Melard didn't find any young talents he was satisfied with in the banquet hall, so he chatted with Sir Connor.

"Heh heh, today a significant figure is coming, or rather, the whole banquet is held for them!"

"Oh? What kind of significant figure is that? I am curious, since today there are a few hereditary marquises here." The Earl of Melard replied calmly.

However, Sir Connor scornfully glanced at the area where those marquises were.

Marquis?

Since becoming a Bloodline descendant, Sir Connor understood the true meaning of Marquis.

Is it anyone that can be called a Marquis?

Even the patriarch of the Nopheler Family is only a Marquis— how dare mere ordinary human beings call themselves Marquis, how ridiculous.

Although his contempt was imperceptible and quickly disappeared, the Earl of Melard still caught it.

He and Sir Connor had some acquaintance, but today he found Sir Connor unfamiliar, as if hiding some secrets unknown to him.

He was only a knight, yet he looked dismissively at the hereditary marquis?!

They were marquises—he suspected his eyes were deceiving him.

Facing marquises, even he had to show respect.

Nonetheless, Sir Connor only took a brief look and then withdrew.

"The time is almost here, I think that esteemed person will arrive soon, let's wait and see." Sir Connor withdrew his gaze, unwilling to say more.

The Earl of Melard's lips moved but he refrained from asking more.

Eight o'clock arrived unnoticed.

Yet the host of the Nopheler Family did not vanish.

On the contrary, the housekeeper appeared.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please proceed to the hall." The Nopheler Family's housekeeper did not use any loudspeakers, simply said lightly on the podium—but it was clear to everyone's ears.

A small range of discussions arose within the guest chamber.

After all, everyone was aristocratic, and they paid much attention to etiquette.

Their confusion was why the host didn't appear to receive guests and instead had them move to the hall?

With uncertainty in mind, most people followed the crowd toward the hall.

The Earl of Melard subconsciously looked at Sir Connor, who leisurely followed the crowd to the hall.

The puzzlement in the Earl of Melard's heart grew even deeper—what exactly is going on?

The Earl of Melard's daughter clutched his arm, her eyes full of curiosity.

This was her first time attending such a high-level banquet.

As a noble young lady, expectations for stories like these were naturally high, but unfortunately, she hadn't encountered her Prince Charming here.

In the hall, another group was already waiting.

These were members from the Bloodline's Thirteen Clans, some affiliates of the Nopheler Family, and representatives from allied Bloodline families.

They were the true guests, audience, and witnesses of today.

Though today's banquet would bring disgrace to Harlow, damaging his reputation.

He had no choice but to appear.

"Today, I am honored to invite everyone to attend this banquet hosted by me, Harlow Nopheler. Some friends might already know the theme of this banquet, so I won't keep it hidden. The esteemed Death God should have arrived." Harlow spoke expressionlessly to the crowd.

The Bloodline members looked expectant and curious.

They wanted to see what kind of being Nopheler Family's new Guest Elder is.

Today, the commotion by the Nopheler Family was enormous—a rare 'gathering' after a millennium of holy war.

After all, today, the Bloodline's Thirteen Clans, representatives of major family members almost all arrived.

What does the Nopheler Family intend to do?

For just a Guest Elder, isn't it unnecessary to be so ostentatious?

Today's banquet not only stirred the entire Bloodline but also caused an uproar in the Upper Society of The Sun Never Sets. Though only some noble elites were invited, the rumors reached many.

Besides that, even the Bright Church got involved!

This time, Thirteen Bloodline Marquises were dispatched by the Thirteen Clans to the Nopheler Family.

Plus other representatives from smaller families.

Currently, the Bloodline members gathered in Nopheler's castle include no fewer than twenty Bloodline Marquises comparable to Holy Realm Martial Artists!

This is the first large-scale gathering of Bloodline since a millennium of holy war.

How could the Bright Church not be tense?

The bishop in charge of The Sun Never Sets parish felt almost overwhelmed with anxiety.

If leaving the parish privately wasn't a great crime, even death punishment, he might have fled back to the Vatican already.

After Harlow Nopheler finished speaking, the Bloodline members grew curious.

Even the initially moving worldly elite nobles forgot their anger.

Initially, they were all disgruntled, kept in a side chamber all the time—wasn't that a disrespect?

Even if you Nopheler Family have abundant heritage and power, it's too unreasonable!

You must understand, attending this banquet today included four hereditary marquises!

As for the Earls, there were countless.