Fantasy World: I Can Travel To Cultivation World

Few days later

Felipe and Luis had already arrived at the frontline along with more than 20,000 knights.

The grand welcome they received at the Orc Battle frontline was a sight to behold, but their stay was brief.

They hurried into Remora City. The Central City, which is directly under the control of the Royal Family.

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"Party of Lords?"

Luis read the content of the letter once again, looking at the golden letters.

"This is really luxurious."

This letter was sent to him by his father, indicating he could enter the party with this invitation letter along with some of his attendants.

Luis thought about it and decided to bring Arthur and Xiao Wei along with him.

As night fell, they left the camp. Arthur grumbled quietly, wishing he could bring Li Xuan with him, while Xiao Wei remained silent; these days he has been very silent.

The party was being held at Tinker Castle.

Upon arriving, they passed through the castle gates and were thoroughly inspected by the guards before entering the hall.

Inside the hall, they sat at an inconspicuous corner, not trying to attract much attention.

Other people also entered the hall one after another and formed their own group, gossiping among each other.

The atmosphere in the venue was very relaxed, and everyone had a smile on their faces.

But Luis could feel some eyes gathering towards him full of malice. He couldn't pin point where this malice was, but there were many.

'I smell trouble.' Luis glanced around at everyone in the hall.

With the passage of time, the status of people who arrived became higher and higher. The murmur was also becoming louder.

Until finally the bigshots arrived: Earl Isaac, Viscount Mufasa, and Baron Felipe.

After their arrival, the banquet suddenly quieted.

Everyone in the hall focused on these figures, who were at the forefront of the current war.

Although Baron Felipe is the lowest in nobility ranking, underestimating him based on this would be foolish. There were other nobles trying to mess with him, and the consequences were pretty bad.

The one with the most prestige here currently was Baron Felipe. He destroyed almost 100,000 Orcs this time.

They headed towards the head table and sat down there. Felipe glanced at Luis for a short moment before not paying attention to him.

"Hey, Luis, why are you sitting in one corner? Go dance with those beautiful noble ladies," a familiar voice teased as it appeared beside Luis.

"Good boy! I didn't expect you to mislead those cunning Dark Elves like that," he said, recognizing Asmon.

Yes, the guy standing in front of him was none other than Asmon—the one he had given six magic crystal cannons to.

His father had revealed to him that Asmon had been targeted to become a spy for the Dark Elves. But instead of betraying humans, Asmon teamed up with Samuel to send false information to the Dark Elf forces.

"Haha, you figured it out," Asmon replied with a grin, clearly enjoying the atmosphere of the banquet.

Asmon handed a wine glass to Luis, who shook his head.

"I don't drink wine; I am only 14."

"Sometimes I forget how young you are. You definitely don't act like it," Asmon chuckled before passing the wine to Xiao Wei, who accepted it with a nod.

The four of them then turned their attention to the dance floor, where couples moved gracefully to the rhythm of the music.

The air was filled with the sound of a court dance, one of the most traditional styles in the Anyu Kingdom.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

It reminded Luis of the Viennese waltz from Earth with its fast-paced spins and elegant steps.

The men and women on the dance floor leaned on each other, spinning in perfect harmony. Each step and each twirl made everything around them blur into the background.

All that mattered was the person in their arms, their faces clear and vivid amidst the whirlwind of motion. Spin after spin, the connection between the dancers seemed eternal, as if they wanted to stay in each other's embrace forever.

But the music, like all things, eventually came to an end. The dancers slowed, their perfect rhythm fading as the last note echoed through the hall.

Luis watched all this quietly and clapped his hand.

"It'd be great if I could dance like that with someone special one day," he muttered to himself.

Though Luis had met many beautiful women, none of them felt like the one he wanted to spend his life with. He found their appearance attractive, but the connection wasn't deep.

He was just 14, and he wasn't desperate to search for love. He believed that when the right person came along, he would know.

When he finally felt the connection, he would pursue her with all his heart, without hesitation.

His heart didn't have room for many. It was waiting for just one true partner.

His cousin Arthur seemed to have already found love. He spent most of his time with Li Xuan, constantly by her side.

Luis noticed how Arthur's eyes lit up when he talked about her, and it was clear that Arthur had fallen deeply for her.

Just as the music ended and Luis was deep in thought, the hall door opened and a person wearing the crest of the War Council entered.

Luis glanced at the person who just arrived at the hall and glanced at Asmon.

"Trouble?" he questioned softly.

"Not Trouble. Just watch the show of this clown," Asmon shrugged.

Luis couldn't help but smile at Asmon's response. He could feel the malice in the room intensifying, but he knew that no matter what happened, their increased strength could handle it easily.

The one who arrived in the room was Earl Dawson, one of the supervising members of the War Council. As he strode into the hall, a hush fell over the crowd, anticipation crackling in the air.

Earl Dawson didn't pay attention to anyone in the hall and directly headed in the direction of his father.