Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Although Grand Duke Ivan works in the royal palace, he cannot live in this residence that theoretically belongs only to the empress. His luxurious residence is on the top of the mountain on the other side, slightly lower than the Palace of Spring.

They were all on the top of the mountain, so naturally not too far away, but it took Murphy more than an hour to arrive.

As the saying goes, there is no good banquet. Although I don’t know what Ivan wants to do, I definitely won’t just invite him to eat and drink.

But Murphy did not refuse.

After all, the Queen had promised to take action tonight, and he had originally planned to go to Ivan's house tonight, and now it happened to save him some trouble.

It was just that it was a bit too early, and he was afraid that Granny Yaga would not be able to get the news in time to respond, so he was dilly-dallying.

First, he said that he needed to change his clothes, and after that he needed to wash up. After washing, he said that his clothes were stained with water, so he would change into another set. When he finally packed up and went out, the waiter who was waiting outside to take him over took a look - this is not the case. Is it the same as when you entered the house?

The waiter was full of doubts. When he left the door, Murphy was also dawdling. After a while, he said that the scenery here was nice and wanted to recite a poem. However, after reciting for a long time, he finally got a poem: "Ah, look at this moon, it is so big." And round..."

After a while, he came to the edge of the cliff again and said that he wanted to urinate in the wind, but the waiter tried hard to stop him. After all, down below was the tomb of the ancestors. If he soaked in it, the coffin boards of the ancestors would not be able to hold it down.

Feeling really tired of being tormented by Murphy, the waiter wanted to go back first, but Murphy refused, "Who will guide me when you leave?"

The waiter pointed to the road at his feet: "This road goes straight forward..."

"My Su Mandarin is not good at speaking Chinese. You mean backwards?"

"It's forward, Mr. Murphy. Forward. The direction of my finger."

"You said the moon is round? Oh, I understand." Murphy gave a thumbs up, "You are right."

"I mean move forward, move forward..."

"down?"

"Forward, forward...over there..."

"west?"

"...I'd better take you there. This way, Mr. Murphy."

"what time is it?"

"It's ten o'clock in the evening Mr. Murphy..."

"It's so late! What are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and leave? People are already waiting impatiently!"

"..."

After leading the waiter, who had been tortured to the point of mental breakdown, to the Grand Duke's mansion, Murphy immediately attracted everyone's attention.

A waiter stopped him, "Please hand over your wand."

Murphy glanced at him, shrugged indifferently, casually took out the wand from his waist and handed it to the other party.

Wands are no longer necessary for him now, but he still has about seventy or eighty in his storage ring, so he can hand one over if he wants.

"The British envoy Murphy Darkholm has arrived..." As soon as the waiter finished speaking, Murphy slapped him on the head, "You dare to call me by my name, do you know who I am?"

"You, you are?"

"I, Darkholm III, am the emperor of the Eldians, the Undead, the Night Rabbit Clan, the Cottage Clan, and the Uchiha Clan, the Guardian of Hyrule, the Conqueror of Rendian, and the conqueror of Terraria. Lord, savior of the borderlands, Yharnan and Arad continent, super king, ghost...cough, godfather in black, savior - the Avatar, Murphy Darkholm."

hiss……

The familiar gasping sound sounded again in the mansion.

However, a dozen envoys from other countries felt that something was not right.

How do you feel...it seems different from what you said before?

But Murphy had already arrived at the table and found a seat to sit down without waiting for anyone to greet him.

They were in an open-air courtyard, with countless lamps floating in the sky. Beyond the railings was the cliff, and the view was very broad.

Sitting on the main seat was a rather handsome middle-aged man, wearing a red robe inlaid with gold. This was Grand Duke Ivan. Murphy had seen his portrait before coming.

Next to him stood a shorter man, wearing a military uniform and with sharp eyes. This was the former Royal Guard Captain Sophie Christian.

Sitting on the left side of Ivan is a young man, about the same age as Murphy, who looks 60-70% similar to Ivan. He is Ivan's eldest son, Lars Frederick.

To his right, there was an old man with long gray hair sitting, thin and shriveled, with a rune that Murphy couldn't understand painted on his dark forehead with some kind of red paint.

This is the great shaman at the same level as Alexei, known as Felipe Carlos of Song of the Earth.

Murphy frowned, why did he wait for so long? This guy is still here. Has Grandma Yaga not taken action yet?

At this moment, Murphy felt that the eyes of Ivan and the other three people were all on him. Something like fire was faintly dancing in the old eyes of the great shaman. Even if they looked at each other from a distance, Murphy seemed to be able to Feeling the surging magic power of the other party, as hard as stone and as thick as a mountain, he unconsciously felt a chilling pressure down his spine.

This guy is very powerful, he should be no worse than Alexei.

Suddenly, Felipe stood up, still staring directly at Murphy.

Is this guy... not planning to take action first?

But at this moment, a maid trotted over and said something in the ear of Grand Duke Ivan, and then said a few words to the Grand Shaman. The latter frowned, glanced at Murphy for the last time, and directly As the maid left.

"Sorry, everyone, there is something going on at the ancestor's tomb. The great shaman wants to go over and take a look, so he can't sit with us. But it doesn't matter. Since everyone is here, let's have a banquet." Justice Ivan said .

Murphy breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Granny Yaga had caught up.

The banquet was very boring at first, just drinking, eating, singing, dancing, and bragging. Murphy didn't touch any of the food and wine. He was estimating the time and waiting to see what kind of medicine Ivan was selling in the gourd.

After three drinks, the servants removed the mess from the table and poured everyone a new glass of wine.

Ivan picked up the wine glass, stood up, and the music stopped abruptly.

Murphy also raised his eyes, and the drama finally came.

"We are honored that you have come all the way to propose marriage to our Majesty the Queen." Ivan said, with a smile on his face, he made an impassioned speech and toasted with several guests.

"Everyone should know that Her Majesty the Queen Sophia is my sister's daughter, and I watched her grow up. Sophia is gentle, virtuous, and has a delicate temperament. Because she was orphaned in her early years, she has always been by my side. She and I are like father and daughter."

Everyone below nodded, curiously waiting for Ivan's next words.

Murphy rolled his eyes.

Weak temperament?

That queen?

And like father and daughter?

Then you are really a loving father and a filial daughter.

"My son," he said, pulling up Lars beside him, "Lars Frederic has been with Sophia since she was a child, and she was her childhood sweetheart."

"The two of them have been in love with each other for a long time and have been privately engaged for life. It's just that due to court etiquette, I have to extend an invitation to everyone."

As soon as these words came out, everyone who had just looked "very good, very good" looked like a chicken being strangled by the neck, and everyone was stunned.

Good guy, what do you mean?

Do you want an intra-clan marriage?

Are we all running with you?

Although I heard that you Su people are easy to do this, you don't want to play with people like this, right?

"For the happiness of my son and the inheritance of my king, I, Ivan Frederic, am here to apologize to you. If you can withdraw from choosing your son-in-law tomorrow, drink this glass of wine. I will I will give you a generous compensation and send you a gift to leave the city."

Silence spread in the hall, everyone was in shock, and they didn't know how to react for a moment.

"Bah bang bang..." But at this moment, a burst of applause sounded.

Murphy clapped his hands and nodded, "Sincerity! Sincerity! Duke Ivan's words are really heartbreaking, touching, and tearful. If I were you, I should drink that glass of wine now."