I materialized a sci-fi fortress in a magical world.

Luo Yue didn't speak, nor did he bend down to pick up the money. He just glanced at the money bag at his feet and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He wanted to see how the second rule worked, and whether the other person's behavior was considered "rude and uncouth."

After a few seconds, the 'tweezers' on the stage didn't react much. Instead, the count's son became anxious. The forced composure and politeness on his face vanished, replaced by disgust and impatience.

He then urged again:

"Didn't you hear me? The money on the ground is more than you could earn in a lifetime. Isn't that enough?"

He had put some thought into targeting Luo Yue, not only because the two had little luggage, but also because he saw a familiar simplicity in Luo Yue, just like the serfs in his own household.

As for the beautiful woman next to her, she looked more like a henchman of a nobleman.

The two key figures were dressed in the simplest attire here, without any family crests representing their identity or any gorgeous ornaments symbolizing their status. They were clearly the only soft targets among everyone present.

Before Luo Yue could answer, a helpful spectator nearby chimed in:

"You can't even carry your own luggage? Did you come here to embarrass yourself?"

"Heh heh~ You mere earl, do you think this is your private farm?"

"He seems unaware of the occasion or who's coming in?"

With these people speaking out for justice, there was no need for Royo to say anything more. The count's son opposite him was already furious and wanted to lash out, but he was afraid of the rules here, so he could only glare fiercely at Royo in front of him.

Seeing this, Luo Yue felt the atmosphere was right, so he kicked the money bag back to the man's side and said with a smile:

"This must be a lot of money for you, right? Remember to pick it up."

What sounded like a well-intentioned reminder was, in the other person's ears, undoubtedly a sarcastic mockery, completely igniting his already explosive anger and burning away the last bit of his brain circuits.

"You damned wretch!"

He cursed viciously, opened his palm, and began to gather magic power.

But the next second, the 'tweezers' on the stage suddenly moved its 'index finger'.

The magic circle that the count's son was weaving in his hands suddenly went out of control, and the backlash of magic power struck his body like a heavy hammer, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood with a "whoosh".

Then, the tweezers moved the middle finger.

The count's son, who was still lying on the ground vomiting blood, vanished in an instant, along with his large pile of luggage.

"So this is what 'being expelled' means? I never thought I'd witness this with my own eyes?"

A richly dressed nobleman spoke up, glancing at Luo Yue. Their eyes met, and they both saw the mockery in each other's eyes, exchanging a knowing smile.

This guy was the first to speak up for Royo, and clearly, he was also curious about how the second rule here worked.

Meanwhile, Luo Yue was also reflecting in his mind:

"It seems that verbal conflicts don't break the rules; only when they escalate into a physical fight will there be a reaction. This shows that the rules here are really lenient. As long as you don't do anything stupid, you'll be fine. There probably aren't many anthropomorphic creatures like the one in front of us, right?"

"But then again, wouldn't it have been less than dignified of me to bend down and pick up the money?"

Just as Luo Yue had predicted, those who were able to enter this place were basically normal people. After that, no one came to cause trouble anymore. Everyone quietly used their own methods to drag their luggage to find their own private rooms.

Royo and Lemir also had to part ways in front of their respective boxes.

"Junior, please take good care of yourself. If you need anything, come to me."

"The senior student too."

Luo Yue then entered his private room, but froze on the spot as soon as he stepped inside.

The place is decorated like a luxury suite, with all kinds of furniture and facilities. It not only has a dedicated bedroom and living room, but also a separate study and balcony facing the stage below, offering a superb view of the performance.

But what surprised Royo was not these features.

Instead, there was a huge pile of luggage in the living room, and a money bag that he had just kicked.

Golden words then appeared before his eyes:

This is a small compensation for the inadequate hospitality.

"You can do that?"

Luo Yue leaned closer, picked up the money bag and glanced at it. Inside were more than a dozen gleaming gold coins, enough for him to pay off his debts.

Then he used his mental energy to briefly glance at the contents of the luggage.

Jewelry, gold, religious artifacts, medicines, antiques, and handicrafts were all gifts prepared to please the "master," their value beyond estimate.

For a fleeting moment, Luo Yue even wondered if he had committed murder and robbery.

"This isn't some anthropomorphic creature, it's clearly a money-spending genius!"

Luo Yue apologized in his heart for his previous slander.

........................

Meanwhile, on the island in the middle of the lake, the group had just calmed down from their previous surprise and confusion.

What sparked their argument was merely a simple message that had been delivered just over ten minutes earlier:

[Guest number 29 was the first to wake up]

"Damn it! 20 gold coins gone down the drain! Who is this number 29? I have absolutely no recollection of them!"

"Hahaha! I've made a fortune! I thought the 29th was my lucky number, so I just casually bet two gold coins. I never expected to win so much!"

"Someone go ask the Grand Duke where this guy came from. The fact that he was the first to awaken during the Night Banquet means he has the strongest mental power among the 30 people."

"That's impossible. Our school sent out the most outstanding genius of the last few decades. He reached the third tier in just one year, and then patiently honed his skills for three years for this [Night Banquet]. I dare say that no one below the third tier is stronger than him!"

"So you mean someone broke our agreement and sent in a fourth-tier cultivator? Is that... even meaningful? Once it reaches the fifth tier [Mana Source], it becomes meaningless, wouldn't it be a complete waste?"

"Perhaps it's just to maintain some semblance of dignity here? But the price paid is a bit too high..."

Meanwhile, Grand Duke Andersai was also bewildered. He was basically certain that the invitation letter number 29, which was intended for the princess, had fallen into the hands of his junior, Lemir.

His subordinates had already searched the entire town with their mental powers but hadn't found the guy. It just so happens that this person had been staying in Hugo's mage tower recently, making it possible for him to have contact with the princess.

Why would his restless daughter-in-law send such a precious invitation to a novice mage? Especially since this person is Lemir's lover?

Before the Grand Duke could even process what was happening, another shocking message appeared on the screen projected by the crystal ball:

Guest number 22 was expelled for his indecent behavior.