When an invention worthy of being recorded in history was born, after a perfect experimental demonstration, this place would also be opened for celebration, to introduce the newly born Craftsman Master to everyone.
In the banquet hall, soft music drifted, and guests in formal attire all held golden stemmed wine glasses, chatting in small groups about recent interesting events.
Creak!
The banquet hall door was pushed open, and the guests all looked towards the entrance; all the guests had already arrived, and the protagonist of this banquet had arrived early.
Who could it be at this time?
A young man in a gray trench coat walked into the banquet hall as the door opened, his fitted trench coat with a skirt-like hem hanging at the waist, constantly swaying as he walked.
After casually handing the invitation to the approaching attendant, Duke headed straight for the buffet long table in the banquet hall.
After the massage, he slept for an entire afternoon, and now he was famished and uncomfortably hungry.
Isn't attending a banquet just eating and drinking, listening to music, watching people dance, and then everyone going back to their own homes and their own mothers?
Seeing such an unconventional Duke, a woman in the crowd, upon seeing the newcomer, her eyes lit up, then she quietly whispered something to the young woman beside her, and the young woman with long dark blue hair walked reluctantly towards Duke at the long table.
"You're quite uninhibited!"
A teasing voice came, and Duke, who was carving the roast suckling pig, paused, turned around, and saw Caitlyn, whom he hadn't seen in a while; she was wearing an evening gown, and her long dark blue hair was smoothly draped behind her.
"What's the big deal? It's just eating and drinking, then waiting for the party to end!"
Duke didn't care about Caitlyn's teasing at all; Caitlyn stood in front of the long table and glanced at her mother, who raised her glass to her, indicating that she shouldn't forget her purpose.
"Mrs. Jairamane sent you over?"
Without even looking, Duke, who knew what was happening, picked up a plate and handed it to Caitlyn, then continued cutting the meat with his knife and fork.
"Otherwise?"
Caitlyn forcefully poked the meat on her plate with her fork, her eyes filled with an unresolvable indignation.
"My mother and father just want me to follow the path they've arranged, but I don't want to!"
"Big troubles?"
Duke chewed on a pork hock, and said with a playful tone, "Or is it that rebellious adolescence has arrived?"
"I just don't want to follow the predetermined path arranged by my family. I just want to do what I want to do, something meaningful!"
When Caitlyn said this, her eyes seemed to be shining. Duke shrugged his shoulders, "So that's it, a big sorrow!"
"You really can't say anything good! The last time I saw you at the Council building, you were like this, and this time I see you, you're still like this!"
"I just disdain to say deceptive nonsense, and besides, when talking to you, is there a need to say those trivial things?"
Duke finished the pork on his plate, picked up a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, completely disregarding the looks of disgust and disdain from those around him.
Sometimes, if you care about worldly gazes, you lose!
"I really envy you, being able to do what you want to do!"
"Why don't you do it too?"
Duke picked up a glass of fruit wine and led Caitlyn towards the balcony. The few people who were talking on the balcony saw Duke and Caitlyn arrive, and with a knowing smile, they all left, leaving the time and space to the young man and woman.
"I want to, but you know my mother, she's very strong-willed!"
Caitlyn leaned on the railing, propping her chin with her right hand, looking at Piltover in the night. Duke thought about the performance of Caitlyn's mother, Lady Geiramann, in the plot, and awkwardly rubbed his nose.
In the plot, the description of Caitlyn's parents only took up a very small amount of space, but it still allowed people to see the personalities of this couple. Mr. Geiramann was fond of research, a complete pushover, and Lady Geiramann made all the major and minor decisions in the family. He only needed to continue his research and constantly innovate.
Lady Geiramann, on the other hand, was the one who held all the power in Caitlyn's family. She was strong-willed, shrewd, and even had a fierce aura. Otherwise, when Caitlyn brought Vi home by jumping out of the window, Lady Geiramann wouldn't have burst into the room with a shotgun after kicking the door open.
Under such a family background, it was predictable for Duke that Caitlyn would have some minor troubles because of this.
"So you came to see me this time because Lady Geiramann gave an order?" Duke leaned against the railing behind him. Caitlyn blew away the stray strands of hair from her forehead, "Yes, although Jayce is the protagonist tonight, my mother said that you are also not to be underestimated, a true genius, and the talent our the Geiramann family needs."
"Heh, excellent people always have such troubles!"
Duke shamelessly praised himself. Caitlyn rolled her eyes, "So, Mr. Inventor, do you have any new inventions recently?"
"Yes, I've built a weapon that can smash a ship, and I've also made special bullets for dark creatures, and a mechanical arm that can lift ten tons of weight."
"Heh, you're just boasting!"
"Sometimes, telling the truth just doesn't make people believe it!"
Duke held the handrail with both hands, leaning his back against the railing to keep himself from falling.
"So what do you want to do?"
"Me?" Caitlyn looked at Piltover in the night, recalling the competition from a long time ago.
At the last moment, that person should have won, but she let go. Afterwards, she talked to her, and she said that she learned to shoot to better fulfill her duty, to protect Piltover, and to protect the people.
Thinking of all this, Caitlyn said uncertainly, "Perhaps an Enforcer!"
"To eliminate evil and uphold justice with the skills I've cultivated since childhood!"
"An Enforcer!"
Duke turned around and looked at the night view with Caitlyn, "That's pretty good!"
"If you knew a friend of mine, you might become friends, and perhaps find the same goals and dreams!"
"That friend of yours..." Caitlyn looked at Duke suspiciously, "You're not talking about yourself, are you?"
"No, it's a girl, a girl with a bad temper!"
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