Seeing this scene, Adele got off the stands, walked out of the concert hall and the colorful dome hall, came to the ceremonial square, and hurried towards the door.
Arriving at the entrance of the square, Adele saw a lively scene. Countless guests from the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty had gathered here without her knowing when. The gilded gate had been opened at this time, and the guards from the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty were lined up in two rows behind the door, standing guard with upright postures.
Two rows of guards standing upright opened up a passage, separating the other guests outside. At this time, more than half of all the guests in the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty gathered here, almost filling up the ceremonial square. Many of them raised their heads to look at the golden gate in the distance, as if they were expecting something.
"What are you waiting for? Who is coming?" After seeing this scene, Adele curiously asked a guest next to her, and the other party immediately answered.
"Miss, don't you know yet? The carriage of the steward, His Excellency Le Goff Samson, will be arriving soon. He is the chief host of today's audience banquet." A gentleman-looking guest said this to Adele. After hearing her words, a hint of surprise appeared on Adele's face.
"Official Samson...Hasn't this gentleman always been against the remnants of the Bourbon dynasty? How could he appear in such a place?" Adele said this. The audience banquet was a tradition inherited from the Bourbon dynasty. How could Samson, who was not on good terms with the remnants of the Bourbon dynasty, appear in such a place?
"You don't know this. According to tradition, each audience banquet will be hosted by an official, and four assistant officials will take turns. Today it happened to be Mr. Samson's turn. This is the first time he has held an audience banquet since he took office. Because of his previous remarks, many people thought he would refuse to participate this time, but now it seems that this situation has come. In a sense, he should not be able to be tough to the end."
The gentleman guest continued to respond to Adele. After listening to his words, Adele could not help but frown and look at the open gilded gate in the distance. At this moment, a black carriage had stopped steadily in front of the door. After the door was opened by a servant, a figure jumped out from behind the door.
He was a middle-aged man wearing a simple, straight black suit, with a well-groomed beard and short yellow hair, a serious look, and a scar on his face. After he got off the carriage, several guests of more prominent status came to greet him. After the man chatted with them for a few words, they all walked along the road opened by the guards, crossed the ceremonial square, and walked towards the open door of the Colorful Dome Hall together. Several bodyguards also followed him closely.
"That's... the officer Samson?"
Looking at the man who was being led into the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty by a crowd of people, Adele murmured thoughtfully, and at this moment, her ability to perceive desire suddenly detected a hint of abnormality.
A trace of desire to kill, an extremely faint murderous intention, was sensed closely by her desire radar, and the target of the murderous intention was Samson who was in full view of everyone.
After sensing this desire, Adele quickly turned her head towards the source of the desire, but she saw a familiar figure there. It was none other than Ma Yu who came with her!
"Hmph... Sanson... What kind of officer is this? This is bullshit that destroyed the traditions of Farajo..."
Standing in the crowd, Ma Lu, an old man who was a descendant of the Bourbon family, stared at Samson walking on the road and muttered in a voice that only he could hear. His eyes revealed obvious disgust.
Seeing the disgust and slight murderous intent in Ma's eyes, Adele was slightly startled. Then, as if she had thought of something, she immediately spoke to Dorothy in her heart through the information channel.
"Little detective... the remnants of the Bourbon clan who came with me seem to have shown obvious disgust for Samson and even a hint of murderous intent... Could it be that the mastermind who asked us to come here to search for treasure is not targeting us, but Samson!"
"Well... yes, judging from the current situation, this is very likely..." Dorothy, who was far away, was observing Samson's entry from a different perspective. She spoke frankly to Adele and expressed her guess.
"Le Goff Sanson, you are likely to be assassinated in this Palace of the Goddess of Beauty soon. This assassination is driven by the power of the legacy of the King of Costumes Charles. You who are staying in the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty will be the scapegoats of this assassination, the culprit in the open...
"After all... he is a tough executive who has been working on the 'remnants of Bourbon'... and you, the remnants of Bourbon, are natural enemies..."
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Just as Samson was entering the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty amid a welcome, several figures gathered in the woods on a hill far away from the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty, looking at the situation in the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty.
"That guy Samson... has gone in. It seems like it's time for me to leave too. Are you ready, dear judge?" A sickly pretty woman standing in the woods turned around and said, holding a cane. In front of her was a dark carriage, and a male voice responded to her from inside the carriage.
"I have already begun to slowly suppress Samson's power as the executive officer. When the operation begins, you don't have to worry too much about Samson himself. Just act out the prepared script..."
"Of course. This is my duty after all. I have long expected to perform in the temple left by the Lord of Flowers... especially in front of the big star Adele... I am really looking forward to meeting her face to face..." The woman said this, with a hint of danger in her words. At this time, another voice came from the carriage in response.
"Is Adele Briuzzi still in the Palace of Beauty?"
"She's still there. Although she has some doubts, she still realizes the full picture of the situation, so she's still in the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty." The one who responded to the words in the carriage was a servant standing beside the carriage, and the person in the carriage seemed very satisfied with this response.
"Good... at least she's still here... this way, the other side can also have a replacement..." Such words were heard in the car, and the sickly-looking woman couldn't help but reveal a mocking expression on her face after hearing it.
"On the other hand, huh... I never thought that a cult like us who worship the so-called evil god would have the opportunity to indirectly cooperate with those self-important glorious ones... How ironic.
"How is it, Your Excellency, Executive? How does it feel that you two major officials are in cahoots with a cult like ours? Does it feel particularly blasphemous? Do you feel guilty about your so-called justice and conscience?" The woman said with an exaggerated smile as she looked at the black carriage in front of her, and was immediately met with a harsh response from the voice inside the carriage.
"Watch your attitude, Sandrine! Understand your position now, the witch of the blood cup. You are just a mercenary!"
Hearing the stern voice in the carriage, the woman called Sandrine paused for a moment, then bowed slightly towards the carriage with a smile on her face and spoke.
"Okay... Then I apologize to you, Mr. Sheva..."
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