Thief Game: Starting with Obtaining the Kidd Card

Amidst gasps of amazement from the surrounding audience, the white dove performer in the center put on an even more energetic show.

In an instant, a dozen or so white doves flew up and down under his command.

Sometimes they would glide through the crowd following the signs, and sometimes they would form long lines and fly around his body. The performance was quite spectacular.

The performance ended shortly afterward.

Amid applause from the surrounding audience, the performer removed his hat in salute and, as is customary, began to walk around the arena collecting tips from those around him.

When they came to Chen Feng, Chen Feng generously gave them a 100 euro tip.

This surprised the other party.

Even though he performs in various places all year round, he rarely receives such a large one-time reward.

He couldn't help but thank them repeatedly.

After the other party left, Chen Feng continued to feed Xiaobai.

"Little White, there are plenty of your kind around here. Aren't you interested? Why don't you go and play with the mother pigeons?"

"Goo-"

Little Whitey let out a casual cry, stretched its legs, and raised its neck as if showing disdain for its fellow creatures around it.

Its small, dark eyes seemed to be filled with arrogance, an arrogance that refused to associate with the surrounding flock of pigeons.

"Ha ha……"

Chen Feng chuckled lightly, not caring at all.

He stood up from the chair, placed all the remaining breadcrumbs in his hand at the place where the pigeons were feeding, and then left with Xiaobai.

……

Night fell quickly.

It wasn't until Chen Feng checked in that he realized how right he had been to book the hotel a week in advance.

The hotel was no longer just overcrowded; it was overflowing with people.

According to the hotel receptionist, there has never been a large flow of people in the past five years.

Hotels throughout the city center are fully booked, with reservations booked up for at least two weeks.

It was evening.

After having dinner, Chen Feng took Xiaobai in a taxi and arrived at Krodburg, the royal family's residence in the city center.

At this time, the area in front of this ancient castle, which is usually closed to the public, was also packed with people.

A dense crowd stood in front of the heavy gate, eagerly awaiting the arrival of many acrobats who held up signs that read "Willing to perform for Her Highness the Princess for free," hoping to get the opportunity to perform at Amya's birthday banquet.

This shows how popular Amya is.

On the outskirts of the crowd, Chen Feng strolled around with Xiao Bai, his gaze casually scanning the surroundings while silently taking notes of the environment.

Hey, bro.

A voice suddenly rang in Chen Feng's ears.

Chen Feng turned his head and saw a young man in a brown suit standing next to him. He was the same performer who had given a white dove show in the park that Chen Feng had seen during the day.

"It really is you."

The young man who saw Chen Feng looked very happy. Clearly, he also recognized the generous young man with an Eastern face in front of him.

"What a coincidence," Chen Feng replied with a smile.

……

Chapter 119 Amya's Sister

“Oh, yes, what a coincidence. I come here every night hoping to see Princess Amyya.”

At this point, a look of longing appeared in the young man's eyes.

"Ok?"

Chen Feng became somewhat interested: "Why do you want to see her?"

Upon hearing this, the young man wore a look of utter astonishment, as if he had seen a ghost.

Even the people next to him turned their heads to look at him, as if they were looking at a heretic.

"Is there something wrong with what I said?" Chen Feng asked.

"Of course there's a problem, bro."

The young man said, "Almost everyone here is here to see Her Highness the Princess, and everyone hopes to perform at Her Highness's birthday banquet, even without a performance fee."

"I see..." Chen Feng nodded.

squeak-

Just then, the heavy gates of Klodburg, not far away, were suddenly opened.

A beautiful and aloof figure walked out of the door, accompanied by a group of royal guards.

Upon seeing the newcomers, the crowd became incredibly excited and surged forward, only to be blocked two meters away by a human wall of ten royal guards.

"Princess Sophie, we are from the Dwarf Circus and we would like to perform at your sister Princess Amya's birthday party. Please give us a chance!"

"Your Highness, we are a team of magicians from the United States. Please tell your sister that we are willing to perform for free."

"Your Highness Sophie..."

The continuous voices of the people around them also revealed the identity of the newcomer.

Sophie, the second princess of the royal family of the Kingdom of Lorqing and the younger sister of Amya!

Chen Feng and the other person stopped talking and looked in Sophie's direction.

Not far away, Sophie was dressed in a brown women's suit and high boots, looking dashing and heroic.

She does resemble Amya by about three points, but she lacks a bit of maturity and has a bit more of a cold and aloof beauty.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

Sophie stepped forward and her cool voice reached everyone's ears, silencing the clamor in the crowd.

Once everyone had quieted down, Sophie continued:

"Thank you all for your love and support for my sister. However, due to time constraints at the banquet, not everyone can participate. If you are interested, someone will take you to register later, and if it is suitable, someone will contact you."

Sophie's words immediately caused a stir among the crowd.

In fact, they knew that the so-called registration was just a disguised refusal, simply to stop them from blocking the gates of Krodburg.

In the end, most of the time they'll just ask them to leave their information and contact details, and then... that's it.

But at least this gave everyone a glimmer of hope, didn't it?

So many people still lined up with great enthusiasm, waiting to register.

"I'm going to register now, sir," the young man said with a smile. "If we have the chance to meet again in the future, I'll definitely have become a very good pigeon trainer!"

Chen Feng smiled and replied, "I wish you all the best."

The young man left.

Chen Feng didn't linger. He bypassed the crowd, strolled around the area to familiarize himself with the terrain, and then left.

the other side.

With her birthday party approaching, Amy also took the rare opportunity to temporarily return to Claudeburg.

night.

Amy stood alone on the balcony, the wine glass in her hand swirling gently, reflecting a pale red glow in the silvery moonlight.

dong dong dong-

A knock sounded on the door, followed by a woman's voice from outside.

"Your Highness, are you asleep?"

"It's you, Mir, come in."

The door was pushed open, and Mill walked in from outside, carrying documents.

"Your Highness, this is the newly compiled program list for the banquet. Do you have any questions?"

"Just put it there, I'll check on it later."

Amya took a small sip of her drink and spoke without turning her head.

Looking at Amya's figure at the window, Mil hesitated for a moment before continuing:

“Your Highness, Mr. Connery, the son of the Earl whom you previously rejected, has sent you another invitation to dinner. He also said he has prepared a gift for you and hopes to present it to you personally.”

Amy paused slightly in her hand holding the wine glass, glancing at Mir behind her out of the corner of her eye.

"Didn't I already tell you? Just decline all these invitations for me from now on, don't bother telling me separately anymore."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Is there anything else?" Amy asked when she saw that Mir was still there.

"The Queen wants to ask if you would like to go, since tomorrow is the weekend and she wants to take the Second Princess and the Little Princess to the suburbs for an outing."

"Ok?"

Amya raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

……

at the same time.

In one of Geerch's private estates.

Connery is furious after receiving another rejection of his invitation.

The room was littered with broken cups, scattered books, and papers.

Meanwhile, a dozen or so male and female servants in the manor stood in a row, heads bowed and silent, seemingly afraid of angering the count's son at this moment and becoming the outlet for his rage.