Vol 5 Chapter 231

Horse-drawn carriages entered the White Rose Garden. Groups of servants were decorating the courtyard and led noble adults to the hall. They placed a long table in the Rose Garden and covered it with white cloth. Place utensils such as silver plates and candlesticks.

Her Majesty's garden has long been people coming and going, and people who know or do not know are greeting each other. A small royal banquet has begun to take shape. At least the scene is lively and harmonious, and there is no tension at all.

The inner and outer cities of Rusta have always been two worlds, and the gentlemen who live here have long been accustomed to this.

Count Conrad jumped off the carriage in brisk steps and greeted a gentleman face to face, or greeted a nobleman with a sneer and greeted him, hiding in the upper circle of the empire Everyone knows what secrets are from a prominent origin and who is superior through nepotism.

His family has a heritage. If there are commendable deeds on his ancestors, the heritage and culture are even stronger. Therefore, he would disdain such upstarts as if military nobles looked down on jesters.

What's more, the thick smell of money on these people is often unpleasant. The aristocracy's life naturally depends on money, but in their eyes money is often not worth mentioning. This is almost the same as the townspeople who look down on the countryside farmers. Is a truth.

Conrad passed through the outer courtyard of the White Rose Garden lightly. Many gentlemen have already gathered in the courtyard. This is a social circle of the high society, and the nobles must naturally talk about it. It's just that the topics between these circles are changeable, like gentlemen's uncertain minds. Therefore, a large circle often forms many small circles, and different people can always find the same common language.

As a traditional aristocrat, he was naturally alive in communication, and soon found people he knew:

"Good evening. Henry, I thought you wouldn't come to this kind of party."

"You have to give your face a bit of honor." The nobleman whose name was called raised his toast with a smile. It was a pretty young man, and the smile on his face brought the calmness and commonness of people with identity. calm.

The banquet was hosted by Her Majesty. In fact, the upper nobles of the imperial capital had been notified a week ago. The content of the banquet was to take the wind for a mountain prince. But in private it is already a meeting ceremony.

Of course, the grander engagement ceremony will not take place until two weeks later, the banquet is facing the public, and private work will be completed from now on.

This is also the consistent means of nobility.

Henriette took a sip of the wine and continued to laugh: "But to be honest, I came to the Countess, and I heard she was beautiful."

"It is Her Royal Highness, Mr. Henriette," the butler of the royal family corrected with a stern expression.

"You're right," Henriette apologized, "beautiful ladies are princesses."

Everyone laughed lightly. Everyone knows what happened to this princess, but there are some things that are not beautiful to say. The gentlemen present as nobles know the truth so far.

For this, even the royal housekeeper didn't care.

"But our Prince Augsburg did not mind this. I heard that it only took him a week to get from Varach to Bankel. His six horse-drawn carriages were broken on the road. It's been three rounds. "

"No way. Mountain people always keep horses."

This playful remark made the people present smile again, just like other places in Warnde. The barbarians who were later cultured in other civilizations are always despising, and even among the rural farmers, there are many ridiculous jokes about the mountain people, let alone among these noble gentlemen.

The prince of the mountain people flaunted his carriage. Before he arrived in the imperial capital, the prince had already become a chatter and a joke after high tea in the high society.

Although most of the gentlemen present may not be able to own six horse-drawn carriages, this does not prevent them from making fun of the latter. And you can pack tickets without any envy or envy.

"So the prince is called Agios?" Conrad asked after a while.

"That's his nickname."

There was another low laugh at the scene. The name of Agios was obviously not the name of the Cruz people, nor the name of the temple of the Flame, but the name of the mountain people. His Royal Highness, of course, has the name of Cruz, but no matter how he puts the title on his lips, people still ‘like’ the native name of Agios.

Conrad also laughed.

The topics of the aristocracy were always changing. When people could not find pleasure in His Royal Highness, some people talked about the fighting that had previously occurred in the capital.

The movement of Hanlu Villa is too big. This is what I want to cover, but I can't hide it, especially after Brando flattened a half of the mountain, and the silver light that split the sky of Shire, I am afraid that most of the residents of Lusta—— As long as you are not asleep, you should be aware of it.

But apart from a few people, the nobles were unclear about what Her Majesty was preparing. Some people talked about the riots in the outer city and brought the two things together.

"It's not so good outside."

"A mess."

In the fierce discussion, some people will inevitably disagree, so a middle-aged aristocrat said with a bit of disdain: "Do you care that this situation is not good? Ha, young is really good."

"what happened?"

"Is not it?"

The middle-aged aristocrat shook his head: "The small wind and the small waves are nothing compared to the riots 23 years ago and the year of the upheaval."

The younger aristocrats had no way of knowing what happened decades ago, while the older aristocrats showed memories of their faces.

Even the aristocracy participated in the riots of the year of upheaval. Even the city guards struck inside. The rebels once came under the city. The situation is now comparable to that time, but it is only a beginning. What can Caomin become? thing? How can it be compared with the rebellion of the nobility.

In the end, it was not resolved peacefully. As long as the temple and the top powerhouses did not fail, there was nothing to be afraid of.

After listening to the description of the middle-aged aristocracy, the young man's face eased a lot, as if compared with that year. It's not too much trouble right now.

The worries of these noble gentlemen always came and went quickly, especially when they found that their vital interests were not closely related, and Conrad quickly noticed that the Henry opposite him had become a little impatient.

But at this time the crowd suddenly swelled appropriately. Count Conrad raised his head subconsciously, the crowd near the hall separated, and a luxury carriage appeared outside the gate.

A six horse-drawn carriage.

Agios sat in the carriage. He frowned a little impatiently. Contrary to the rumors outside, he was not rushed to the imperial capital by himself, but was rushed by the father of his mountain hero.

Just as Her Majesty needs the support of the mountain people, this mountain people's hero also needs the support of the empire. In the dispute over the throne of the king of the mountain people in the previous generation, the latter won as a hero, but was defeated. Heir to the throne, its foundation is not as solid as expected.

Fortunately, mountain people are not empires. The origin is not as serious as imagined. As long as it is approved by the empire and the temple, it will still be able to rule the vast mountains of Valachi smoothly.

Sometimes things are so weird that the mountain people regard the empire as a feud and enemy, but in private they believe in the illusory praise given by this most powerful enemy.

As if being recognized by the enemy is a great glory.

However, all this has nothing to do with Agios. Probably the only thing that makes him feel a little bit more comfortable is that he is the only son of the King of the Mountain People, and his father and son are all glorious. It is a pity that mountain people's throne competitors have not always been able to participate only on the throne, it is different from the civilized empire. Heirs from the eldest sons of the surrounding clans have the same qualifications.

"You're going to tame this mare for me. She's good for you and me."

This was the only word the man had said to him before he left.

This dark-skinned prince was quite disappointed. Although he liked the beauty is not fake, it did not mean that he hoped to go to the capital to work hard for a woman. Just as the gentlemen of the imperial capital were not used to his appearance, he did not catch the cold self-proclaimed gentlemen.

Women are like mares. According to the tradition of mountain people, mares in the herd are regarded as the most valuable property. Only the healthiest mares can give birth to the best children.

But no matter how good the mare is, it's not worth shaming him.

He has made up his mind. To give the Countess a good-looking, although the Territory can not do so blatantly, Her Majesty does not control Valachi, he will let the other party know how the men of the Norca family discipline their wives.

At this time, the servant opened the door of the carriage, and Ogios adjusted his appearance before getting out of the carriage.

He had thought that he was ready to attract a lot of disdain or hostile eyes outside the carriage, but he did not expect to get out of the carriage and found that no one had put his eyes on him.

He looked up.

It was discovered that His Majesty the Emperor's supreme emperor had appeared outside the hall, everyone was bowing their salute, and the entire courtyard was quiet for a while.

When people looked up again, they noticed the girl next to the Silver Queen.

This is the first time that the newly-formed Countess appeared before the aristocratic circle of the upper empire.

Those simple and bright eyes attracted everyone's attention in an instant, followed by the flame-like long hair, and a whisper of sighs was heard from the crowd. The most rare thing in Rusta was beauty. Aristocratic girl, but the sweltering wind that prevailed in the Empire was swept away by the clean and neat beauty in front of her.

It seems as if a fresh mountain wind is mixed in the turbid and flashy urban air, which makes people feel refreshed. Most of the men present couldn't help but a slight burst of heart, even the ladies' eyes were shining.

Good clean girl.

It is a pity that he is a mountain citizen.

"Beautiful is privileged." Henriette in the crowd didn't care, raised his glass to pay tribute to Akane, his eyes full of appreciation.

"How?" Someone asked deliberately, "Henry, are you going to compete with His Royal Highness?"

"What's wrong?" Hengli laughed without saying a word, the meaning inside and outside of the words all looked down on the mountain prince-both a mountain people and a nobleman?

This is also the thought of most people present.

In front of the eyes, Qian frowned slightly, facing all the gentlemen and ladies present, her eyes were filled with tension and anxiety. But it also burned an unyielding flame.

If it was a day ago, she might still be a puppet, still at her disposal, but now that she knows the Lord Lord is here.

It was just such a news, even if there was no explanation, it would be enough to make the unknown flames in her heart burn.

Constance, the silver queen, stood beside Akane. Slightly shorter than the former, but the imposing power of her innate superiority and the calmness to control everything naturally separate the two.

Throughout the empire, I'm afraid no one dared to face this young girl who didn't seem to be fourteen or five years old.

Of course, except for some guys who don't know where they come from or who lives or die-like some Earl Toniger.

She glanced lightly at everyone present, and seemed to stop paying attention to her previous defeat, and turned to the girl next to her, "What? It looks like you're not too happy with my arrangement?"

Akane didn't reply, and she knew why she appeared here.

"You are a mountain citizen, and the embrace of Dashan is naturally the best. That is the son of a mountain hero, is it not worthy of you?"

The Silver Queen smiled: "Do you still think of your Lord Lord to save you? I wish he had the guts. Do you know where this is?"

"Lord Lord, he won't be fooled. You don't want to take advantage of this."

Facts have shown that what kind of lord there are, what kind of subordinates, the dialogue between the two women heard the horrified warrior side-when in the empire some people dare to speak to His Majesty like this?

But the Silver Queen didn't seem to care, and asked, "Is it. He doesn't even care about the woman he loves?"

"It's me who loves Lord Lord silently, and I'm just an unknown person beside Lord Lord. There are a lot of girls better than me around Lord Lord."

"So he despise you?"

Akane did not answer, but her bright eyes defaulted to this.

"That wouldn't work, you are the Countess of the Empire, and even Her Royal Highness Princess. No one can look down on you—" The Silver Queen spoke sharply: "But give the Azure Lance to an inconspicuous person around you. You Lord Lord is really rich. "

Qian froze for a moment, then a little in her heart, she never thought about this, such a simple truth, she was so unremarkable. But why does Lord Lord always give such important things to her?

She was suddenly a little scared.

Afraid that Brando really came here to save her, this so-called banquet is just a carefully arranged trap. She hopes to be a little later, even if it is one day later, not now.

She had hoped to see the face she was so familiar with in her dreams that she could no longer be familiar with her face, but at this moment she was even more afraid, her face fading away.

The silver queen watched the expression on the face of the mountain girl, and she said, "You must be hoping that your Lord Lord will not come to my banquet tonight."

Akane looked at the latter with hate.

The Queen smiled slightly. "But I think he will come."

Just as Qian was wondering where Her Majesty's self-confidence came from, the latter continued to say lightly: "If he doesn't come, I will send you to the mountain prince's bed tonight, you know This is the custom of the mountain people, and there is no joke about it. "

"But you should be honored. This is an authentic prince. The crown of the lord of Valachi is recognized by the empire and the temple. Maybe you can become the queen of the mountain people in the future."

Akane's teeth were rattling, watching Her Majesty the Queen like a demon. She closed her eyes, her heart full of thoughts.

Faced with such a desperation, she had no choice at all.

"Miss Count looks ashamed, is she ill?"

Standing under the steps, Conrad suddenly thought that.

…… (To be continued, please search for floating astronomy, novels are better and faster!

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