Who taught him to restore his country like this?

The moment she stepped into the banquet hall, the once bustling hall fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.

"Welcome, Your Highness Karina. Your presence makes tonight's banquet even more special." The young viscount stepped forward quickly, bowed slightly, and performed a standard noble greeting.

Karina nodded slightly in acknowledgment: "Thank you all for your kind invitation. It is my honor to have received your acclaim."

Her voice was clear and melodious, like a mountain spring flowing slowly through the hall, but it couldn't hide the weariness in her voice.

"Your Highness, this way please."

Since Earl Lawrence did not attend the banquet, the young viscount took on the role of host. He turned slightly to the side and gestured for Karina to proceed to the head seat of the banquet.

Karina, however, had no intention of taking a seat. Her plan before coming here was simply to make an appearance, reassure the public, and then leave the banquet.

She beckoned to the servant who was bringing the drinks, picked up a glass, and prepared to go through the formalities.

She raised her glass to the nobles, drank the wine in one gulp, and suddenly felt a slight tingling pain in her chest.

Looking down, an amethyst brooch emitted an unusual light.

Due to the time constraints, the dress she was wearing was provided by the Moonlight Merchant Guild.

Although it can't compare to the custom-made gowns from the kingdom, it's clear that the Moonlit Merchant Guild put in a lot of effort.

Karina raised her eyes, not paying much attention to the slight stinging pain, assuming it was just due to her recent fatigue.

Just as she was about to say goodbye, the sound of porcelain shattering rang out.

The servant carrying the wine was startled, and the wine on the tray spilled.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Karina smelled the sweet, fishy scent of raspberry jam, and deep red wine stains bloomed into eerie dark patterns on the hem of her skirt.

"How dare you offend His Highness!" The guard drew his sword and shouted angrily.

The servant trembled with fear and immediately knelt down.

"Don't be nervous, it was just an accident." Karina raised her hand to stop the guard who was about to draw his sword and helped the servant up.

Then she looked in the direction from which the sound of something breaking had come.

It turned out that two nobles who were arguing had accidentally knocked over the champagne tower.

"I'm very sorry, Your Highness Kylena, for leaving you with such bad memories." The young viscount said apologetically. He walked quickly to Kylena, bowed slightly, his eyes full of guilt.

"These two reckless fellows are really behaving inappropriately. I will definitely teach them a lesson."

Karina's expression was gentle as she said softly, "There's no need for that. Minor incidents are inevitable at banquets, but it's nothing serious."

It's a pity about the dress she was wearing; she really liked it.

At that moment, a servant approached the young viscount and whispered, "A new dress has been prepared for Her Highness Karina in the dressing room."

“Your Highness, please come with me,” said the young viscount.

Karina seemed hesitant; she was originally going to leave the banquet hall and didn't care whether she changed her dress or not.

But now that this has happened, if she leaves again, everyone in the banquet hall will assume she left in anger, which will make them uneasy.

This contradicts her original intention for attending the banquet.

After thinking it over, she decided to attend the banquet anyway.

Follow the young viscount to the locker room.

Karina entered the dressing room, where the young viscount and his guards were waiting at the door.

Karina glanced at the neatly folded dresses in the exquisite gift box on the table, but did not change immediately.

She walked to the mirror in the dressing room and looked at the dress she was wearing; it was exactly what she wanted.

When she saw the wine stains on her skirt, she couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken.

Karina bent down and tried to wipe the wine stains away.

However, they didn't notice that the mirror in the changing room was covered with a thin layer of fog, and the reflection in the mirror was delayed by half a beat.

Her golden hair rippled on the mirror, and where the wall lamp should have been reflected, a crescent moon now floated.

"This is……"

Karin finally noticed that the color difference in the mirror at her feet was different from her surroundings. She frowned and powerful magic instantly condensed into a blade of light in her palm.

But it was too late. Suddenly, the brooch on her chest emitted arcs of purplish-black electricity, echoing the world in the mirror. A powerful suction force pulled her into the world in the mirror.

In the instant the world in the mirror roared and swallowed her up, she saw a person exactly like herself appear in front of the mirror, fixing their hair and a creepy smile on their lips.

……

The door opened, and Karina, now dressed in a new evening gown, came out.

"Your Highness Karina," the young viscount said, carefully examining Karina before him.

After receiving a look from Karina, he knew his plan had succeeded!

They, a bunch of weaklings, actually captured the candidate saintess of the Radiant Church so easily.

This is something even Lord Baal couldn't do.

Cassius, you're a fucking genius!

If it weren't for Cassius, they probably would never have known that their abilities could be used in conjunction with human magical artifacts.

He decided that after returning from this mission, he would definitely recommend Cassius to Lord Baal. He felt that if the Shadow Demons followed Cassius, they might very well become high-ranking demons.

Composing himself, his voice trembled slightly as he exclaimed, "I have never seen such breathtaking beauty! This gown is simply tailor-made for you. Every fold, every gemstone, is like a star finding its place in the night sky, perfectly highlighting your elegance and nobility."

"Thank you."

Karina covered her mouth and laughed.

They then returned to the banquet hall together with the young viscount.

Karina took her seat at the head of the table and picked up her cutlery to enjoy the cherry pudding in front of her.

Completely unaware of the entrance to the Moonlit Merchant Guild, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man walked into the banquet hall, wearing a black iron badge of the Adventurers' Guild on his shoulder.

As the man entered the banquet hall, his gaze immediately locked onto Karina, who was seated at the head of the table, and he walked straight toward her.

Chapter 28 The Demons Are Too Despicable

In the light and shadow cast by the crystal chandelier in the banquet hall, Karina, seated at the head of the table, was putting a silver spoon into her mouth, the cherry pudding turning into crimson juice on her lips.

The middle-aged man's rough fingers caressed the black iron badge, as if he were interacting with a comrade-in-arms.

The guests in the hall frowned slightly when they saw him enter the banquet hall carrying a weapon. However, when they saw that he only had a black iron badge on his shoulder, they all showed a slightly disdainful look and did not pay much attention to this minor character.

However, as he got closer to the main seat, he was stopped.

"stop!"

The overweight baron blocked the path of the Black Iron adventurer. He was furious with Cassius and had nowhere to vent his anger when this tactless low-level adventurer barged into his line of sight.

His eyes were filled with disdain. He wanted to use this low-level adventure—bringing weapons into the banquet hall—as a pretext to attack Princess Karina: "Where did this nobody come from? Who invited you..."

A cold light flashed!

The bloated baron could only utter half of his difficult words before falling silent.

He clutched his neck with both hands, staring wide-eyed at the adventurer wielding the black longsword, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something.

But crimson blood kept flowing from between his fingers, drowning out his weak voice.

Boom!

Staggering a few steps, the Baron's bloated body crashed heavily to the ground, lifeless.

He died without ever understanding how this low-level adventurer dared to kill him.

The guests who witnessed this scene were equally puzzled.

A baron was killed in broad daylight by a Black Iron-level adventurer?

They stared in disbelief at the adventurer who stood there, sword in hand.

The banquet hall fell silent for a moment.

"How dare you!"

The young viscount was the first to recover, and angrily shouted, "You lowly adventurer, how dare you openly murder a baron of the kingdom! Seize him!"

After saying that, before the guards behind him could draw their swords, he took the lead and rushed forward.

However, the first thing he did upon rushing forward was not to fight the thugs, but to take off his clothes and cover the dead baron's face, trying to conceal the Shadow Demon features that were about to appear.

However, Ron, now in the closing stage, was not about to let him have his way. With a flick of his wrist, the black longsword tore the young viscount's clothes to shreds.

The young viscount was shocked and furious, but it was too late to do anything to salvage the situation.

At that moment, two guards from the Earl's mansion arrived in front of Ron, about to arrest him.

But then a chorus of screams erupted from the guests in the banquet hall.

"They're demons!"

"Baron Wesley is actually a demon!"

Hearing the screams from the crowd, the two guards turned around in surprise.

Baron Wesley's corpse had transformed into a blue-faced, fanged demon.

What's happening here?

Demon spies have infiltrated the kingdom's nobility.

The two were alarmed.

The demons, disguised as nobles, infiltrated the banquet, clearly with Princess Karina in mind, though they were completely unaware of this.

If anything happens to Princess Karina at the banquet, they will be held responsible to the death.

Fortunately, some brave adventurers saw through the demons' disguise.

The two turned around, their eyes filled with gratitude as they looked at Ron. Just as they were about to ask Ron how he had figured it out, they heard the young viscount shout.

"Kill him!"