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However, Raymond, who was standing to the side, looked at Ye Xiao with a strange expression when he saw Ye Xiao carrying the cup on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Xiao also noticed Raymond's gaze and asked curiously.

"nothing……"

Raymond weighed the staff in his hand. "I just thought you'd take one of those... well, you know, something that looks dusty and unassuming, but is actually a very powerful hidden treasure or something. I didn't expect you to take the biggest and shiniest one."

"Where do so many hidden treasures come from?"

Ye Xiao shrugged. "If we take out the prettiest one, at least it will look good, even if we don't use it."

"Reasonable."

Raymond agreed, and instead of sifting through the elegant and simple magical artifacts, he picked up a magic book with a cover inlaid with colorful crystals.

Ye Xiao nodded, then noticed the two Dark Herders standing by the door. He raised an eyebrow in surprise, "What are you two standing there for?"

"what?"

Doma pointed to himself, "Do we count too?"

"Otherwise, we're all brothers, why be so polite?"

After Ye Xiao finished speaking, he pointed to Sebastian, who was moving the unconscious servant outside the door, and said, "Don't you have any sense? Pack it up in a bag. Are you just going to watch me carry this thing out on my shoulder?"

“These uncouth humans are just like bandits.”

Sebastian couldn't help but curse under his breath.

……

The time spent picking up the goods was always joyful and short. Sebastian promised to take care of the unconscious servants, and then led Ye Xiao and his group back to the front hall where the banquet area was located, carrying large and small bags on their shoulders.

He wondered if the group could find a place to put their things down first. It was rather impolite for each of them to be carrying a bundle on their backs as if they were visiting relatives at home.

But Ye Xiao disagreed, claiming that the other party was trying to find an excuse to switch his treasures, which made the young steward even angrier.

This time, however, Sebastian didn't try anything funny and led everyone to a side room on the third floor of the front hall.

The servant guarding the room pushed open the door, and inside, Miss Windsor, her face still somewhat pale, sat at the host's seat around the round table, chatting happily with a group of friends in the room.

Chapter 149 The Young Lady's Friend

The arrival of Ye Xiao and his group seemed somewhat unexpected. It wasn't until Sebastian bowed slightly apologetically to Miss Windsor and introduced the visitors that the latter realized what was happening.

"Young Miss, these are your friends from Gray Peak Mountain..."

Sebastian was too embarrassed to say that Miss Windsor had actually intended to look for them, so he used an ambiguous introduction.

“Ahem, first of all, please allow us to apologize for disturbing your enjoyment... Miss Windsor.”

Captain Raymond clenched his fist and covered his mouth, pondering how to begin. Unexpectedly, Miss Windsor's eyes suddenly lit up, and she excitedly stood up from her chair.

"You guys are here!"

"Forehead?"

Raymond was stunned, completely unprepared for the other party to be so happy.

He also thought that since they were uninvited guests barging into a private banquet, the host probably wouldn't give them a friendly welcome.

Ye Xiao seemed to realize something, and turned his head to glance at Sebastian, who dared not meet his gaze.

"welcome."

Miss Windsor's gaze fell on Ye Xiao, who had one hand in his pocket and the other carrying a large bag on his back. Her joy increased, and she clasped her hands together, a blush rising on her cheeks.

"I've always wanted to thank you all in person for what happened at Grey Peak Mountain. If it weren't for your help, I probably would have been in grave danger. I've been resting for several days, and my father wouldn't let me go out. I'm really happy to see you all here today."

Despite her excitement, Miss Windsor's welcoming words as the host were very polite and poised. However, the content of her words made Ye Xiao's gaze towards Sebastian even more scrutinizing.

Sebastian glanced at Ye Xiao and saw her staring at him. He gave a helpless twitch of his lips and returned a complicated look—"It's the Duke who doesn't want you to see him. It has nothing to do with me."

Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow as a response. Sebastian saw this and, unsure whether Ye Xiao understood or not, felt inwardly annoyed.

"Windsor, who are these people...?"

Beside Miss Windsor, a richly dressed young woman who seemed to know her very well held a fan in one hand, her almond-shaped eyes sizing up Ye Xiao and his companions who were dressed simply.

“They are my friends, Margaret.”

Miss Windsor smiled and then beckoned to her butler, "What are you all standing there for, Sebastian? Quickly, make sure they are seated."

"Oh……"

The noble lady waving her fan curled her lips into a smile, but her eyes held a hint of disdain.

The other nobles, who also appeared to be of high status, mostly gave the same look, but maintained polite smiles and nodded slightly to Ye Xiao and his group.

Raymond, being experienced, immediately realized that the young nobles around him were not particularly welcoming to them.

This is understandable. Although they were Miss Windsor's friends, their rather unrefined attire made them somewhat out of place at the banquet.

In social circles, there is still an insurmountable gap between the status of nobles and commoners. Not to mention the noble scions who are at the top of the country and can befriend Miss Windsor, they generally don't even look at the minor nobles.

Being able to nod and say hello is already considered an act of kindness from Miss Windsor.

Raymond realized that he should finish his business quickly and leave to avoid being disliked by the other noblemen.

He waved his hand and chuckled awkwardly, "Hehehe, thank you for your welcome, Miss, but there's no need for that. We'll finish what we need to do..."

He had only spoken half a sentence when Ye Xiao slapped Sebastian on the shoulder.

"Why don't you make some arrangements? Are you always this slow when you're working?"

Sebastian's perfectly polite smile immediately crumbled, wondering if this guy really had absolutely no sense of propriety.

Didn't he notice that the atmosphere among the other noble children was a bit off?

Well, it's not like I'll be the one getting sabotaged anyway. With that thought, Sebastian suddenly found himself looking forward to the scene where this crude mercenary angered other noblemen and was secretly retaliated against.

As a butler, he knew all too well just how petty these noblemen's sons were.

"Please sit here."

Sebastian then pulled out a chair in a nonchalant tone.

Ye Xiao didn't stand on ceremony and sat down with her big bag on her back. Mo Feng followed suit, lifting her skirt and sitting down gracefully to the side.

Da Shan and Raymond looked at each other, and the latter shrugged helplessly, then simply invited the two Shepherds to sit down as well.

Pour a cup of black tea, but don't add too much honey.

Ye Xiao sat down and continued to boss Sebastian around without any politeness.

"Friends, it's nice to meet you all. Aren't you going to introduce yourselves?"

"It's a noblewoman named Margaret who's waving a fan," she said softly with a smile.

"Greetings, sirs. I am Raymond, the mercenary captain of the company..."

Raymond reluctantly introduced himself and his team members to his public identity.

"As for these people, they are all my team members. This is Irina, and this is Anshapkaron..."

"So it was called Ansharp..."

Miss Windsor listened attentively, and when Ye Xiao was introduced, she couldn't help but murmur softly.

"Ok?"

Ye Xiao keenly noticed the faint soliloquy and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Miss Windsor blushing and turning her gaze away.

"So it's Mr. Raymond."

Margaret leaned back slightly. "I heard you are all highly skilled mercenaries, capable of rescuing our lovely Lady Windsor from the clutches of a dragon and a treacherous knight."

"It's all luck, thanks to Miss Windsor."

Raymond gave an awkward smile.

“How humble, Mr. Raymond.”

A hint of amusement flashed in Margaret's eyes. "I've been at Upper City Academy for so long, and I've never had the experience of confronting an adult dragon. Mr. Raymond, could you tell everyone about your heroic battle against the dragon?"

"Forehead……"

Raymond swallowed hard.

Storytelling is fine when you're chatting and joking with your best buddies, but when you're forced to tell a story to a group of people who are scrutinizing you and want to see you make a fool of yourself, it feels like you're being forced to perform on stage.

But he couldn't ignore the noble lady's words, so he forced a smile and said, "Well, back then it was probably a very large red dragon. We used an illusion barrier to create a trap to lure it deep into the canyon..."

"Illusion?"

Margaret opened her fan to cover her lips. "In the academy's latest 'Theory of Abnormal Creatures,' it says that dragons have extremely high resistance to mental spells."

She turned to the young nobleman wearing gold-rimmed glasses beside her, "I remember your paper published in the Arcane Monthly..."

"Issue 37,"

The young man adjusted his glasses. "Young dragons have extremely high resistance to mental magic. Illusions below the transcendent level are difficult to break through their mental barrier."

“Oh, but Mr. Raymond and his companions encountered a fully grown dragon, could it be…”

Margaret deliberately widened her eyes. "You're already a Saint-level Illusionist, Mr. Raymond?"

A burst of laughter came from the surrounding area.

Chapter 150 Just What He Wanted

"no,"

Raymond smirked. "I am a fire mage, and my illusions are not aimed at the red dragon, but at the knight on its back."

"Oh, and now another knight has appeared on the dragon's back."

"puff……"

"Mr. Raymond is a fire mage, isn't he?"

Margaret seemed to have discovered something else, and grinned mischievously, "You wouldn't throw fireballs at the red dragon again, would you?"

"The fire mage who defeated the red dragon is a significant figure in the history of magic."

"Hahaha……"

Damn it, these birdmen. Raymond couldn't help but curse inwardly, "You guys may have misunderstood. It wasn't me who defeated the red dragon. We just bought some time for Lady Tania."

"No wonder, I was racking my brains trying to figure out what methods you all used to win."

Margaret gracefully waved her fan. "If only you had said it was Lady Tanya who did it, everyone could have benefited a little."

“Margaret, they were also a great help.”

Miss Windsor noticed something amiss and, no longer bothering to steal glances at Ye Xiao, spoke up to defend Raymond, "Without them, I wouldn't have had the chance to get out of that dark cave."

"Oh, Windsor, I didn't say they didn't do anything. They must have contributed to saving you."

Margaret took Miss Windsor's arm. "But I heard from other nobles that after you fainted, it was Lady Tanya who carried you out of the cave."

"Mercenaries, well, to put it a bit grandly, it's understandable that they want to earn some vanity. Anyway, Lady Tania won't confront them, right?"

"But it's pointless to make such a big boast and then try to fool our dear Miss Windsor."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Miss Windsor frowned. "I don't remember clearly what happened outside the mountain, but I remember very clearly that Mr. Anshard carried me out of the cave."

"Okay, okay, darling, I'm just interested in a few new friends and want to chat with them."

Noticing the slight displeasure in Miss Windsor's expression, Margaret refrained from being sarcastic.

However, she noticed that Miss Windsor kept glancing at the unassuming, tall, thin mercenary by the table while she was talking, which aroused her curiosity.

"Let's change the subject and stop talking about our little Windsor's troubles."

As she said this, she gave a wink to her servant in the room.

These upper-class nobles were always accompanied by their family's personal knights and squires, but they usually did not participate in the banquets; instead, they stood guard by the table.

Upon receiving Margaret's instruction, the servant bowed slightly, then his eyes turned to Ye Xiao, gleaming with a faint blue light.