Chapter 268

"Add two more formal suits - it's impossible to make them in time if we order them now." William stood in the office and confirmed the final procedures of the banquet with Lansemero who had just returned from the Greek Sanctuary. "Why not ask the control room if there are any that can be borrowed and then send them over - there should be a lot of magicians' formal suits, right?"

“Basically, as long as you have the same body shape, you don’t have to worry about it not fitting properly.”

"These two are not as tall as Kirsh. The point is that I am worried that our Chaldean employees are mainly researchers. Compared with the Saints who train their muscles and build physical strength, their muscle thickness is not compatible." Lansemello touched his chin and told William about his concerns. "If I borrow clothes from them, won't the end result be that I will be blown up?"

"Then consider the magic costume." William gave a new suggestion, "At Chaldea, the production process of magic costumes and spirit clothes is very short, and magic costumes do not need to be adjusted according to body shape - you can just talk to Da Vinci directly. Moreover, Da Vinci should also make some visual adjustments to the costume according to your requirements."

"If you're only attending one banquet, this should be enough."

"... Let Leonardo take care of Aphrodite." Lansemero sighed and turned to leave. "Let Kirsh take care of them for a few days. I'll go to Dieter's address to see if there's any clothes for Camus to wear. If nothing unexpected happens, in a few months, we should be ready to hand this group back to the Sanctuary."

"Our layout should start now."

Lansemelo visited the remote residence that she had sealed with magic for several years. After confirming that Dietel's clothes would not look outdated even now, she used the magic of "Mirror" to pack up the clothes that once belonged to Dietel and moved them to the manor that Chaldea currently used as its base.

Following the clothes back to the base, Lancermello saw Kirshtalia who was busy teaching etiquette to two saints at first sight. He couldn't help but think of the batch of gold saints more than two hundred years ago who could mostly be thrown out to socialize with the nobles. Although he compared the two sides in his mind, Lancermello still stopped the etiquette class in progress.

"Kirsh, go and rest first. If you don't feel you need to rest yet, go and help Olga write a letter to condemn the Guradu Group." Lansemero stood at the door of the banquet hall and clapped his hands at the three people. "Aphrodite, come here so I can input the data. Camus, go try on clothes. Try them all and pick the most suitable one. You will wear it at the banquet in two days."

"Condemning the Gurado Group... isn't it enough for her to have Ritsuka helping her?" Kirshtalia crossed her arms and looked sideways at Lansemello. "Come to think of it, the Lord adopted the proposal of magic dresses - but where did Camus get these clothes that he is going to try on?"

"Before the names on these industries became 'Wodaim', the group that William has now developed into a consortium belonged to the Sanctuary." Lansemello raised an eyebrow at Kirshtalia and casually mentioned that he had commanded the entire Sanctuary in the past. "The initial start-up funds and enterprise establishment were completed by the Aquarius Gold Saint who participated in the Holy War more than 200 years ago."

"In short, I went to look through Dieter's closet."

"Wait a minute, that Gold Saint is from the last Holy War, right?!"

"Ah, I forgot that although you are insiders, I didn't tell you the preparatory part of your plan - although our current work is still the preparatory part." Lansemero turned his head to look at Camus who was rummaging through the clothes rack, and automatically entered Aphrodite's physical data into the communicator. "Camus should still remember that I was involved in the last holy war, so I was able to take you two out of the sanctuary without being stopped - by the way, in this matter, Shion also personally helped to send you two out."

"I know that you were involved in the last holy war..." Camus looked at the dress in his hand, which did not look outdated even now, and came to the correct answer directly, "So Senior Dieter did not die in the last holy war - but, based on my understanding of you, there should not be any large-scale casualties in the entire Sanctuary in the last holy war, right?"

"Ah...Except for Asmita of Virgo who was not rescued in time due to my negotiation with Athena, everyone else should have survived." Lansemello briefly recalled the situation back then and gave Camus the answer, "This group was founded by Dietel after the end of the Holy War - and Athena granted the Gods' method of faking death to all the surviving Gold Saints of that period."

"...So, they are actually still alive now?" Aphrodite, who had finished entering the data and was sitting on the ground to rest, asked Lancermello, "What is the method by which the gods fake their death?"

"The heart of a person who is cast with this spell will only beat 100,000 times a year, which is the same as the number of times an ordinary person beats a day. Even if more than 200 years have passed, for them, only more than 200 days have passed." Camus, who spent a lot of time in the library, glanced at the elder who was closest to Saga and explained helplessly, "Although it will have some impact on the display of strength, it will also give them a lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years. At the same time, after the method of suspended animation is lifted, the strength will be restored to the peak period, or even stronger."

"No, at least from 25 years ago until now - except for Tonghu and Shion, they are undoubtedly dead." Lansemero raised his finger mysteriously, made a gesture of silence, and skipped the topic. "However, it is obviously abnormal for ordinary people to live that long, so Dieter arranged for himself to fake his death."

"In the corridor on the top floor of the office building of the Group's headquarters, there are portraits of all of Dieter's fake identities." Kirshtalia, who was leaning against the wall, gave more information to the two Saints who had never been to any of the Group's related buildings. "I counted them. Over the past two hundred years, he has used eleven names in total."

"But to prevent others in the Sanctuary from calling him by the wrong name, all of Dieter's pseudonyms can be combined to form Dieter XI." Lansemero shrugged and turned his gaze to Kirshtalia. "Then William took over the group and Dieter died. Until now, we are preparing for the coming-of-age ceremony for the heir of 'Wodam'."

"William had already reached the point a few years ago where he had to put on makeup to look older before going out."

"If you just want to explore the flesh and body that Poseidon might choose, there is no need for me to borrow his dress." Camus looked at the clothes in his hand and came up with the answer, "So you suddenly had the idea to complete two actions with one banquet - the current plan has not yet ended, and you are already preparing to lay out a new game."

"Ah, I plan to transfer this group back to the Sanctuary after Athena returns." Lansemero nodded to Camus and told him his plan. "Your predecessors will not be active again at least now, and I don't want the Sanctuary's consortium to be merged by Gurado - so, you will appear in their sight as Dietel's successor."

"Well, basically the handover will be completed within a year - that is, after Athena returns to the Sanctuary. By then, you will be stationed outside the Sanctuary like Dieter to manage the consortium."

"...I understand." Camus sighed and walked out of the banquet hall to try on dresses.

"I know why Camus is going, but why should I go?" Aphrodite asked Lancelomero after Camus left.

"We can't get the answer just by observing." Seeing that Lansemello had no intention of continuing to explain, Kirshtalia explained the reason for Aphrodite, "Amphitrite will appear as a guest at this banquet - she is our real preparation to confirm the existence of Poseidon."

"And you are a member of the Aphrodite family used to attract Amphitrite - your mission is to chat with her in the lounge until the Lord comes to find Amphitrite."

Two days later, the guests who received the invitation to the banquet arrived at the manor one after another. William and Kirshtalia, who had finished putting on makeup, stood outside to greet the guests as the protagonists of the banquet. In order to see Kirshtalia's jokes, Olgamari stopped putting pressure on the Guradu Group and happily appeared at the banquet as a guest.

As for Lancermello who planned to arrive late, he was taking Camus and Aphrodite to the wilderness to summon Amphitrite. Compared with the reasons he used to fool the people of the Sanctuary before, Lancermello used Noah's tireless retelling in the Heroes chat room to pull Amphitrite over with just one sentence.

"C.AG: Here are some new Poseidon jokes to watch."

"Long time no see, Your Highness, the Princess of Paradise." The blond-haired, blue-eyed sea nymph, who had successfully appeared in the world because she had no divinity, greeted Lansemello with a smile on her body. "Let's skip the self-introduction this time. By the way, you said there were new Poseidon jokes to watch... Can I see them now?"

"You may not be able to see it tonight, but I can definitely build one for you in the near future. Fighting Poseidon has already been scheduled on my schedule." Lansemero replied to Amphitrite with a smile, and pulled up Julian's image from the communicator and showed it to Amphitrite. "In short, please help me see if this person is the flesh and blood chosen by Poseidon."

"Hey... this guy..." Amphitrite said in a long voice, memorizing Julian's appearance while transforming his fishtail into legs. "I will pay close attention to him. By the way, what identity do you plan to use to introduce me?"

"Unfortunately, starting from tonight, everyone here has to use my last name - that's not quite right, after all, my last name is not Lansemello." Lansemello showed the invitation letter in his hand and opened the mirror magic leading to the manor. "In short, we will appear at this banquet as a family that has been friendly with 'Wodam' for generations."

"We are here to congratulate the heir of Wodam on his coming of age. As for the rest, I'll leave it to those people to guess."

"After all, people are most confident in their own speculations."