The carnival of the throne ceremony continued from noon to night.

More than ten huge pots and basins were set up in the central square, which contained fresh soup with aromatic fragrance. When boiling water churned, various condiments and oil flowers were piled up on the edge of the pot, which was a little thick. Anyone could put the food into it, cooked it and then take it out to enjoy it. When most spices are still luxury goods, this banquet method was obviously attractive to them. Some people even brought clay pots and wooden barrels, hoping to bring the rich oil soup home and taste it slowly.

Of course, the city hall will continue to add new soup and bases to it. When chopped beef bones and sausages are poured into the pot, bursts of new highs and colorful cheers will sound in the crowd.

This was almost an unimaginable scene in the past Demon Moon.

The long winter makes people be careful when they breathe a breath of heat, and every passing day of body temperature means a step further away from death. But now, they can shout freely among the falling snowflakes to vent their enthusiasm in their chests without leaving any worries.

Because they know that these exhausted physical strength and temperature can be replenished at any time.

Without deliberate guidance, people spontaneously raised hot food in the direction of the castle to offer blessings and hymns to the new king's ascension.

...

Sylvie retracted her gaze and moved her gaze back to the castle hall.

The banquet here is also very lively.

There are all kinds of wine, food, music, and laughter.

When Roland and Anna appeared together in a new look, they caused a lot of surprise.

This is the first time that Sylvie has seen such a style of wedding outfits and the white veil at the Chief Knight’s wedding. If the former has a little bit of a shadow of evening dress, the latter seems to be completely designed by Roland. The color of the clothes is mainly red and gold, with long cuffs and skirts, and two patterned ribbons hanging on the shoulders, which looks complicated and luxurious.

Logically speaking, such a bright outfit can easily overwhelm the appearance of the owner, but it is just right when worn on Anna. She herself is the controller of flames. With her strong ability to comprehend, she is dazzling even among the witches, and the bright red color reflects this; coupled with the generous design of the clothes, she has a sense of dignity and calmness, which is suitable for the queen's identity.

Everyone raised their glasses to the two, while Roland and Anna responded with a smile, which could be said to be a perfect dinner.

But Sylvie couldn't relax at all.

Because she saw some strange signs at the ceremony.

As the owner of the Magic Eye, she always serves as the first line of defense in the warning circle and provides timely warnings for subsequent guards. At the critical moment of the throne ceremony, she must strive for absolute safety. Whether it is out of her own ideas or the relationship between His Highness Tilly, she hopes that Roland can be safe and sound, so naturally she will not let go of these clues easily.

Each sign is not important to look at alone, but it forms an intriguing puzzle.

This reminded Sylvey of a song that His Majesty Roland occasionally hummed.

The lyrics explained by the other party are quite meaningful, such as the charred cane, the abrupt and subtle fragrance of flowers, and many seemingly irrelevant fragments, which eventually lead to a deliberately buried truth.

By the way, after being heard by Miyue, this song has become a group song of the detective group.

And that seemed to be the case at that time.

Although she was not sure where the problem came from, if it were in normal times, she would have notified Nightingale and Ashes to be alert.

But Sylvie was still silent at this moment.

Just because she suddenly remembered what Anna said to herself two days ago.

"People who can stop secrets from being exposed often only those who know the secret can do this. I need your help."

At that time, she did not really understand the meaning of the words, so she did not take it too seriously.

It was not until today that she suddenly realized that this sentence was like the last stroke of a puzzle. When it was clicked on, the entire scroll had meaning.

She saw a secret.

This did not make Sylvie feel happy, but instead felt a lot of pressure.

Because now she not only needs to keep this secret, but also needs to prevent others from discovering the traces of the secret.

Those strange signs of scatteredness were probably not the only one who noticed them!

Sylvie swept the entire hall and focused on the object of observation.

"Ah Yeh!"

Luo Jia rubbed his nose, and a suspicious expression appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?" Andrea quipped, "It turns out that wolves can also get infected with wind and cold?"

"I don't know if there is something wrong with my nose. I have always had this illusion in the morning," Luo Jia sniffed left and right, "The smell in the hall seems to be a little unmatched..."

"Can't you match the numbers?" Ash interrupted, "Can you recognize the smell of everyone and then match it with the emitter one by one?"

"As long as it is not too far apart or is disturbed by a strong smell," Luo Jia nodded.

"There are nearly a hundred people in the hall now," Andrea obviously disbelief. "Even if her nose is sensitive, it is impossible to remember so many smells at the same time. What's more, many people have used perfume and physical contact, just like this." As she said that, she touched the back of the extraordinary witch's hand with her hand that had just grabbed the chicken legs. "I will also be stained with her strange smell, so you can tell the situation?"

"It's really difficult...but it's one thing to accurately distinguish, and it's another thing to have a taste." Luo Jia lowered his ears in confusion, "Even if everyone is standing in the same place and not moving, why do some smells intermittently?"

"Ahem," Sylvie's voice suddenly sounded behind the three of them, "This should be sick."

"Silvi?" Andrea raised her eyebrows, "Why are you here?"

"I walked around and just heard your conversation," she shrugged and looked at the wolf girl. "The climate in the western border is different from the southern desert. It is easy to be eroded by cold epidemics. Moreover, this is your first winter here, so it is normal to not adapt. If you feel your nose is not smooth, just go to Lily to ask for a glass of purifying water to drink. I often did this when I first came."

"Is that true?" Luo Jia said suddenly, "I understand."

After leaving the three, Sylvie breathed a little relieved.

Because of its ability, Luo Jia Burning Fire has a hearing and smell that is far beyond ordinary people, and with the insight like a beast, it is the object that needs to be guarded throughout the whole process.

Fortunately, they were stopped from moving further towards the secret trail just now.

The second key goal is

"Gugu, Gugu, Gugugugu...gugu!" Maisie, who was squatting on the head of Lightning, was talking to Joan excitedly.

"Ah, ah, ah!" The latter also replied happily, and when they were back and forth, the two seemed to be communicating an especially interesting topic.

No, forget it... Sylvie held his forehead, and even if they found something, he wouldn't have noticed it.

Fortunately, it is also impossible for others to get any clues from it.

Thinking of this, she focused on the third person through the magic eye.

And that is the person who is most likely to discover the secret and the most difficult one.
Chapter completed!