Ryan Kingdom, the Summer Palace far from Roland City.
Dressed in lavish attire, the guests were leaving the side hall with great enthusiasm, excited about the collaborations just achieved at the banquet.
Some moved to the lounge to continue unfinished discussions.
Although it was still far from the height of summer, the grand hall already had an air of quiet amid the hubbub.
This was the Devalu family's summer retreat and also the venue for the Ryan Kingdom's Third Level Conference. The banquet that just concluded marked the end of the first day's agenda.
It must be said, even though the royal vault was running low, none of the grandeur was spared.
However, not everyone was satisfied with the banquet.
Newcastle loosened his collar that was choking him slightly, sneaking to the kitchen door like a guilty rat.
As a third-level councilor, he was like a transparent glass bottle at the showy feast.
