MTL - Age of Collapse-Chapter 1125 Birthday dinner

The day passed quickly, and the high-profile dinner finally came. This was Chu Fan's 70th birthday.

The 70th birthday is a very important commemorative meaning in the imperial tradition. In addition, this is also a celebration feast hosted by Pope Joan Allison in person.

At this point, the entire Chang'an had been martialized, and the Pope's Lion Lion Guard guarded the city walls, patrolling three steps, one sentry, and five posts to guard against the danger.

The main banquet hall, the room is more than 100 meters long, and eighteen huge court banquet tables are neatly distributed. Dark red tablecloths, silver lamps, and elegant light sprinkle on the hundreds of flowers used for decoration. A beautiful garden.

The ceiling above the head is more than twenty meters from the ground. The dazzling chandeliers are inlaid with precious jewelry collected from all over the world. They are as gorgeous as the treasures of God.

In the huge space, the long and beautiful music is slowly lingering, drawing people's thoughts, letting them sink into it, as if falling into a fairy-tale world.

It is not an exaggeration to have Chu Fan's celebration feast and birthday, and Pope Houlissen to attend in person. Of course, from a certain point of view, in front of a person like Hoan Lisen, even the dreamy and luxurious decoration seems bland, but the visual impact here is really eye-popping.

On the promenade, the knights of the Pope Guard are standing on both sides, and a pair of sharp eyes are constantly scanning, raising the entire alert level infinitely. In order not to destroy the atmosphere, they have taken off the scary red armor of their enemies and switched to formal evening dresses, but they cannot hide the chilling killing intention.

The long table for the banquet. Twenty-four newly promoted church generals sit on both sides. At the end is the majestic Hoan Lisen. He is wearing a purple silk cardigan dress, and the layered structure of the white shirt is very design. At the outermost is the papal feather robe, passed down from generation to generation. It once belonged to Nero and now belongs to a new pope.

At the end of the other side of the long table, the direction opposite Hoan Rison is the protagonist of this dinner, and also the birthday star of the 70th birthday, Chu Fan.

Chu Fan had already taken off his undead military uniform for 34 years and replaced him with a church-style dress. He was demigod and reversed his time. His face was young and his figure was tall and straight. The noble atmosphere of the dress was clearly visible. It was a glance at first glance, but there was a kind of gray in his eyes that could not be wiped unevenly.

"Chu Fan helped us to break through Chang'an, and I was successful with the bandits in Linjiang. I have transmitted the Pope's edict to the Bishop's Court, and sealed Chu Fan as an honorary knight, standing with the Knights of the Round Table. Allison held the wine glass, and the dark red wine was shaking like the blood of Jesus. He raised the wine glass as if holding a poisonous puppet, and the majestic voice sounded through every corner of the banquet hall. Chu Fan salutes. "

The left hand of the Lord symbolizes judgment and destruction. The title of "Pope Left Hand" has been given to the highest martial arts in the past. The left hand of this generation of Pope is Galahad.

The right hand of the Lord symbolizes balance and strategy. The winner of the "Pope's right hand" must be a wise man. Now, this title has been given to Chu Fan.

All the servants, waiters, and nuns who were present were on their knees, with their five hearts on the ground, and their pious attitude overflowed with words. The General of the Cross, the Papal Guard Lion Lion Guard, and Houlissen himself, clasped a hand in the heart and presented a standard knight ceremony to Chu Fan.

Chu Fan didn't speak, he just sat in position silently. In fact, he didn't need to speak. What can he say? Don't want to say, there is nothing to say.

Hoan Lisen pressed his hands down, motioned everyone to sit down, and then they sat down and looked at Chu Fan with a smile and said, "Return to my lord. My right hand, you seem to be a little depressed?"

Chu Fan twitched at the corner of his mouth, extruding a stiff arc. After half a minute of silence, he said quietly, "I remembered my previous birthday."

Hoan Leeson straightened her waist, folded her hands across her chest, and said with interest: "Wear your ears."

"Every birthday, I sit next to the general. He will always cut the cake for me and wish me a happy birthday." Chu Fan's words made the atmosphere a little stiff. Church generals, please look at me, I look at you For a while, it was a little erratic.

Chu Fan is now a member of the church. He has been reborn in his body, and he should be reborn in his heart. He has nothing to do with the past, but he mentioned the old master at the birthday banquet. It was a bit uncomfortable and a bit sour.

"Hahaha, you remind me. In the imperial tradition, the seat is left, and the most distinguished guest often sits on the left hand side of the host. But in fact, in the church tradition, the position directly opposite the host is the most honorable. That is where you are sitting now. Of course, if you feel uncomfortable, we come as you think, you and me on the left-hand side will change positions and sit next to me. "Hoan Lisen smiled and waved to the general next to him. He waved his hand, motioned him to stand up, then raised his chin to the waiter behind him, and said softly, "Go and get the cake and the knife. I will personally cut a piece of cake for my right hand and wish him a happy birthday."

The general on the left of Hoan Lisen stood up ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ came to Chu Fan respectfully, but Chu Fan did not move.

Hoan Lisen cut a piece of cake with his own hands, and the waiter passed it to Chu Fan, who didn't move.

This inevitably caused some confusion. At first, everyone thought that it might be because of cultural differences. Chu Fan was dissatisfied with the current treatment and felt that he was being treated badly.

You know, in a class-class cross church, the Pope ’s reward is both gracious, and you must accept it whether you like it or not. Even if it makes you kiss your feet, it is also a supreme glory.

For a moment, Hoan Leeson couldn't see Chu Fan, and his fingers were beating on the table all at once. He coughed and smiled friendly: "My right hand, the generals present are all my own. If you have If you have any dissatisfaction or need, let me say it outright. But I will get everything for you. "

Chu Fan raised his head and met Hoan Lisen's gaze. His eyes were turbid, and he had no sense of clear air, as if standing water.

Finally, Chu Fan spoke, and when the four faint words came out of his mouth, all the church generals present were stiffened to their seats: "I'm scared ..."