As the president of the student union of the Arcane Academy, and also rumored to be the person in charge appointed by the dean of the Arcane Academy, Merlin had long been one of the most distinguished people in the continent of Aize.
The royal representatives of the six empires seemed to have telepathic connection with each other. They all came over with elegant steps, holding exquisite wine glasses, smiling, and their eyes were full of the desire to make friends and chat.
One of the royal family members, dressed in a black robe embroidered with gold, spoke first, his tone respectful and somewhat eager: "I have long heard of President Merlin's name. I am glad to see him today. He is indeed extraordinary. I heard that the Arcane Academy has achieved great results under your leadership. I am really impressed. Would you be so kind as to share a drink with us and talk about the new situation on this continent?"
Several other royal representatives also nodded in agreement, their eyes fixed on Merlin, waiting for his response.
"Of course no problem," Merlin raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a proper smile, and calmly raised his glass to clink glasses with the representatives of the six empires one by one.
His eyes were deep and wise, revealing a calmness that comes from being experienced in the world. Polite words flowed out of his mouth naturally, and every sentence revolved around politics, people's livelihood, economy, and business, as well as the future cooperation between the Arcane City and various parties.
"The situation on the continent is unpredictable now, and the trade between the empires is becoming increasingly close, just like an invisible net that connects us all. The Arcane City is willing to work with you to explore new business opportunities and seek benefits for the people. Take the new magical creations we have recently developed as an example. If they can be promoted to various empires, they will surely help all walks of life to flourish..."
He spoke eloquently, his words showing far-sighted strategies yet also humility and friendliness, which prompted everyone to nod frequently and occasionally insert a few words of discussion and questioning.
At this time, the representative of the Star Empire stepped forward with a smile, his eyes full of admiration: "I have long heard that Merlin is a man of talent, and has a deep insight into politics. He has shown extraordinary wisdom in handling many affairs of the Arcane City. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is well-deserved."
He was dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe with tiny gems inlaid on the collar and cuffs. The glittering light made him look even more majestic.
The color of the brocade robe was like the deep night sky, and the golden star patterns embroidered on it flickered as he moved, as if the vast galaxy was draped over his body.
Merlin then noticed the representative of the Star Empire. He was tall and handsome, and indeed much younger than the others.
Merlin frowned slightly, thinking to himself that he always felt that he was very much like someone he knew, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
At this time, Yuna walked forward lightly. She was wearing a light pink long dress with delicate flower patterns embroidered on the hem and a ribbon tied around her waist, which further highlighted her slender waist.
She first bowed slightly to everyone politely, then smiled and introduced Merlin, "Merlin, this is my elder brother, Clement Kechis, the eldest son of Prince Clement, and the Crown Prince of our Xinghui Empire."
Merlin heard this and nodded politely to Cages, a hint of realization flashing in his eyes. Then he looked at Yuna, as if asking her something unspoken.
Yuna seemed to understand Merlin's eyes, and a playful arc appeared on the corner of her mouth. She smiled and whispered to Merlin: "Don't worry, my eldest brother is different from my second brother...but..."
As she spoke, she leaned close to Merlin's ear and lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear, "It's not a good thing, after all."
Keqisi had excellent hearing, so there was no way he could not hear what Yuna said. Yuna did not avoid him, which made him shake his head helplessly, with a bitter smile on his face: "Yuna, this girl, is too vigilant towards our family. Sir Merlin, please forgive me."
His tone was doting and a little apologetic.
Cages then straightened his expression, turned to Merlin, and said sincerely: "My brother's reckless behavior last time caused trouble to Lord Merlin. I have disciplined him strictly after returning. Now he has been sent to the frontier to serve, hoping that he can temper his character there. When he returns to the family in the future, he can only be an idle rich man, and he will not be given the opportunity to do evil again."
Merlin waved his hand, his smile still gentle: "Your Highness, your words are too serious. I don't mind these."
Merlin now has status, gold coins, and a god hanging on his body. The Clement royal family must be idiots to think of provoking Merlin.
At this moment, in a corner of the banquet, a group of high elves dressed in gorgeous clothes and with extraordinary temperament were gathered together and chatting in low voices.
They have tall and straight postures, stern faces, and exude an innate arrogance in their every move.
The flickering light in their eyes was like the coldest stars in the night sky. There was an indescribable strangeness in their eyes when they looked at the guests around them, as if being in the same room with other races, or even just having slight contact with them, would make them feel very uncomfortable.
After all, they are staunch supporters of the theory of bloodline. Among the elves, a conservative estimate is that 80 percent of them strongly agree with the theory of bloodline. This concept has long been deeply rooted and integrated into their blood.
A high elf wearing a dark green robe with gold edges on the collar and cuffs and an exquisite feather crown on his head frowned slightly, his eyes full of disgust, and complained in a low voice: "Look at these foreigners, their manners are vulgar and they have no elegance at all. How can they be with us and share the grace of the Moon God? This banquet is a grand event for our elves, but now it is mixed with all kinds of "impurities", which is really a loss of style."
Although his voice was low, it was filled with strong disdain. As he spoke, the wine glass in his hand shook gently, and the wine swirled in the glass, reflecting the cold light in his eyes.
Next to her was a female high elf, wearing a long white dress that dragged on the ground. The hem of the dress was embroidered with intricate patterns in silver thread, like flowing moonlight.
She gently lifted the hair beside her ear, pouted slightly, and agreed, "That's right, look at that dwarf, he's big and strong, he walks with brute force, shaking the ground, how can he be beautiful? And those humans, they fight for fame and fortune all day long, their souls are tainted by the secular world, and they can't understand our pure faith in the Moon God. If it weren't for the Queen's order, I wouldn't want to get so close to them."
After saying this, she patted her chest gently, as if she wanted to dispel the "foul air" caused by being close to foreigners.
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