Banquet and Attire

The sixth month of simulation.

The grand celebration had begun.

To celebrate the complete defeat of the Demon King, royals from various countries and renowned warriors gathered in the White Holy City, the center of the world.

They joined hands to commemorate this miracle worthy of the history books.

Bustling, cheering, and rejoicing.

Numerous noble carriages and horses traversed the streets, pushing the waves of jubilation to their peak.

On either side of the streets, stalls were filled with specialties from around the world, whether food or items, and the faces of commoners were equally excited and thrilled.

"I am the hero, you are the Demon King!"

"No, I am the hero!"

"Watch my ultimate invincible thunderous dragon-rising sun holy sword!"

A gentle breeze whispered, leaves fluttered, as Xu Xi and Servia stepped into the city, a few children dashed past them.

Eagerly vying to play the role of the hero.

To showcase their identity, they held wooden "holy swords" in their hands.

The passersby watched this scene and exchanged smiles, for in their childhood, they too had done similar foolish things.

"Servia, any thoughts?"

"Um... a bit embarrassed, Master Wizard."

At the gates of the White Holy City.

Servia's expression carried a hint of embarrassment.

She never considered her defeat of the Demon King to be a great achievement, thus, facing the children's imitation and admiration, Clawphire's emerald eyes were somewhat bashful.

Fortunately.

Inside this holy city, apart from the close-knit Master Wizard, no one knew her true identity.

Otherwise, the reverence and cheers from the people would surely make the girl even more embarrassed.

Xu Xi smiled gently, "Relax, Servia."

"We are invited guests, no one knows the Demon King was vanquished by you. If you are too reserved, it might cause misunderstandings."

Xu Xi and Servia did not come to actively participate in the celebration.

But after the dragon incident.

They received an invitation from the celebration organizers.

More precisely, the organizers recognized Servia's dragon-slaying prowess and felt the girl had the qualifications to attend, thus sending an invitation.

The outer envelope was pale gold.

Sealed with a wax stamp bearing the image of a sword.

Elegant and noble.

With this invitation, the holder and a few friends could freely enter and exit the White Holy City and attend the central banquet.

By nature, Servia wouldn't be interested in the banquet.

But perhaps out of boredom.

The girl suddenly wanted to attend this celebration.

Thus, Xu Xi accompanied Servia to this White Holy City at the world's center.

"Servia, the banquet starts in the evening."

"Before that, is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

The road bathed in sunlight.

Bright and dazzling, crushed by the wheels of carriages, and trampled by footsteps.

The White Holy City covered a vast area.

Even more magnificent than some kingdoms' capitals.

Food, weapons, lodging, clothing... all kinds of services could be found here.

Xu Xi did not plan to interfere with the hero's choice.

"Master Wizard, let's buy dresses first," Servia seemed to have prepared, boldly taking Xu Xi's hand and venturing deeper into the city.

"Alright," Xu Xi nodded.

For a banquet of this scale, there's indeed a certain dress code restriction, so buying a suitable outfit in advance is a good idea.

"Master Wizard."

"There are many people here, and to prevent any danger, please stay by my side."

To ensure Xu Xi's personal safety.

As they walked, Servia's hand-holding gesture began to change.

Her arms wrapped around, hugging tightly, her fair hands holding Xu Xi's left arm, while vigilantly scanning in all directions.

Serious, adorable, and focused.

"Servia, actually, I think... given today's situation, there won't be any danger."

"No, Master Wizard, I must ensure your safety at all times."

The hero spoke righteously.

Unwilling to let go of Xu Xi even for a moment.

Claiming that only in this way could she protect the mortal Xu Xi in the crowded white holy city.

Hmm, Xu Xi believed her.

The white holy walls were engraved with the image of a lion, and as the angle of sunlight changed and people's positions shifted, the lion also changed its posture.

Sometimes roaring to the sky.

Sometimes crouching and growling.

The invisible mane displayed a wild tension.

Illuminating the crowded city, illuminating every joyful face passing by.

"It's really lively..." Servia was somewhat dazed at this moment.

She recalled a long time ago, in the wizarding world, spending the Winter Snow Festival with Xu Xi in that small town.

Equally lively.

Equally crowded.

Yet the meaning was entirely different.

The former Winter Snow Festival was a desperate celebration before facing death, while today's celebration of defeating the Demon King was a cheer of victory.

Her eyes shone like emeralds.

Sparkling, glistening.

Servia liked this, liked witnessing people's smiles in a world full of light, together with Xu Xi.

"Wait, Servia."

Xu Xi's voice interrupted the girl's wandering thoughts.

As if he had discovered something.

He suddenly walked towards a street stall, and when he returned, he had two skewers of grilled mushrooms in his hand.

The girl was surprised: "Necromancer mushrooms?"

"Yes," Xu Xi sighed, "I didn't expect this world to have necromancer mushrooms, and even have them made into a specialty food for sale."

"Try it, Servia."

A skewer of grilled mushrooms was placed in the girl's hand.

She took a small bite.

The taste was rather peculiar.

Compared to the wizarding world and the necromancer mushrooms on Earth, there was an extra unique sourness.

Strangely appetizing.

On the street, there were many fragrant foods, but Xu Xi only bought the necromancer mushrooms.

The reason for this, the hero knew.

Her right arm hooked Xu Xi's left arm, her body half leaning against him, taking small bites of the mushroom, only to find the slightly sour taste turning sweet.

Very sweet, indeed.

"How does it taste, Servia?"

"Not as good as the ones Master Wizard makes."

The hero gave a 4.9-star rating.

In her heart, no matter how delicious the food outside was, it always lacked something.

That was the final gap only Xu Xi could fill.

"Thank you for your approval, Servia," Xu Xi smiled, helping the girl wipe the juice off her mouth.

Afterwards.

The two continued forward.

Through the winding streets of the holy city, passing ancient towering buildings.

Finally, they stopped at a boutique specializing in formal attire.

"Master Wizard, please leave the rest to me."

Xu Xi was a quiet character, never having attended a banquet and unfamiliar with the concept of formal wear.

But the Hero was different.

The young noblewoman had been exposed to such things from a young age.

She carefully and meticulously selected a gown for Xu Xi to wear to the banquet.

Even though she wasn't buying something for herself, there was an inexplicable sense of solemnity.

"I remember Master Wizard prefers a more simple style..." Servia murmured, her fingers gliding over each gown.

At the same time, she recalled her mother's teachings.

The right occasion, the right place...