See how I'm forced to be the savior

In the evening, Albay and Sit slowly returned to the reception hall.At this time, the servants of the Viscount's Mansion were busy walking around, holding various kinds of food in their hands, and the butler was instructing them to arrange the food for the banquet.The food was rich in different colors and fragrant, and Albay swallowed his saliva accidentally, wishing that the banquet would begin immediately.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Viscount Tata finally appeared.But he staggered for a long time before he walked to the host stage, his old-fashioned appearance aroused whispers from the audience, "Why haven't I seen you for a few years, Viscount Tata is so old."

"Well, it's almost 80 years old after all."

"Nonsense, Viscount Tata is a fourth-level fighter and can live to be 150 years old. Now he is in his prime, how could he be so old?"

"Maybe it's too much work." The two people in the audience said.

Sit next to him frowned slightly, and looked straight at Viscount Tata on the host's table, seeming to have doubts.

"What's the matter, are you uncomfortable?" Albay asked looking at his expression.

"No, it's just that the old man looks a little strange, as if he has lost too much blood, which gives me a very strange feeling."

"Oh, well, I guess the people you come into contact with are all young people. This old man is already 80 years old, and he is already very old. He is still in good spirits."

"Really?" Sit said with a little doubt.

At this time, Viscount Tata sat in his seat and said to the guests: "Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to come to this old man's banquet. Seeing so many young talents, I feel that I am much younger. Everyone, I'll have a drink first." After speaking, he smiled and offered a glass of wine to everyone.There was no silence from everyone, and they all raised their wine glasses to congratulate him, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Everyone is free, if you have anything to tell my son, he will make arrangements for you, please enjoy the dance music specially prepared by our house."

Albay sat in his seat, drinking fruit wine brewed with fragrance of flowers, watching the bold dance in front of him, not knowing what to say.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good!" Albay turned his head and found that it was Sit who asked. "Dancing is meant for people to watch. Of course they should be praised for dancing so pleasing to the eye and so beautifully, otherwise I would be sorry for their efforts."

"You're not like everyone else."

"Oh, what's the difference?" Albay narrowed his eyes and asked curiously.

"I just don't look down on other people, and I'm gentle with everyone."

"Haha, it's not for everyone? But you, I must be gentle with you." Albay said mischievously to him.He found that Sit liked to hear what he said about him the most, so he spared no effort to please him. Anyway, after serving him well, he would have no worries.He couldn't help applauding his plan in his heart.

Sure enough, when Sit heard his words, the expression on his face became richer, which proved that Albay's words had touched his itch.

Albay looked at him, thinking that this hero is too easy to understand and too simple, those rumors that he is the son of the devil just because he has black hair and black eyes are definitely jealous of him slander against him.

At this time, Albay suddenly thought of the happy appearance of those groups of girls who saw them talking together during the day, and couldn't help suggesting that Sally join them for a chat, otherwise it would be boring to stay around these boys all the time.Although Sally said it was unnecessary, Albay still took her hand and walked towards the girls.

"Beautiful sisters, I'm Albey Yass, what are you talking about?" All the noble girls saw a handsome young man, smiled gently at them, and quickly covered their hands. Mouth also smiled at the other party and returned a salute.

Among them, the girl in a silver-white floral dress said to him: "You belong to the Yas family? What relationship do you have with Rendell?"

"Rendall is my brother."

"Oh, so you are Rendell's younger brother, and I am Sari, from Viscount Saar's residence. No wonder you are so handsome." The girl seemed happier.

Albay seemed to realize that the girl had a little interest in her brother, and said quickly: "By the way, let me introduce you. This is my sister Sally. She is a little shy because she doesn't go out very often. You can chat with each other. Chat and find out."

"Oh, that's great. We happened to be talking about topics that girls like. You should join in too. Multiple people have multiple ideas." Sarri quickly pulled Sally to sit among them.For a while, discussions sounded, very lively.

It seemed that there were still two young girls arguing about which food was better in the middle of the journey, and Aubai was excluded for a while.He winked at Sally, and hurried back to his place.Before leaving, I heard another girl say that Albay is much more kind than Rendell, saying that although Rendell is the most famous among the young talents, he always has a serious face and looks very majestic, which makes people afraid He approached him and said that he should study hard like his younger brother.Sally couldn't stop nodding after hearing this, and echoed each other.Aubai hurriedly wiped off his sweat and left, not daring to listen to the gossip of the girls anymore.