Chapter 156: A Grand Show (1)

Follett was not welcomed by the "kind" aristocracy, apparently because of his eccentric hobbies, but above all because of his outrageous personality, which was discussed by countless nobles - he never cared, or rather, after his mother's death. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But it wasn't like that at the beginning—perhaps at a very young age, he would fight over the whispers of the nobles—and behold, like those lowly country boys, when someone is "unreasonable," he uses his fists to conquer everything, and it seems right, but it doesn't work in the aristocratic world.

"Follett, you're in trouble again. After one last intersession, Follett returned home, and his father sat in the parlor near his room, the fire still burning in the heart, the crackling sound of the fire, and the warmth of the old but "stern" father.

"Yes. He couldn't deny it—the scars on his face and hands, and the nobles who had fled to complain to his father, had made him aware of the end.

"What do you think is the behavior of an aristocrat - you can't always learn it, and the others have asked me to try to teach you the basics. Follett's father, Viscount Avril, said.

"I don't know, Dad - I think it must be boring. He replied.

"It's actually a very interesting play -- you think you're a country kid who can't appreciate it, so you reject it. ”

"I'm a country kid - they say that, don't they?"

"I don't know—I don't have a good memory. But I know you're the son of Viscount Avril. You can dislike everything in the theater and express clear rejection, but are you really the only one who thinks so? No, Follett Avril, almost everyone in this theater hates the people who perform on stage, and is worried and afraid of the role they are going to play, and accepts it all to protect themselves - and that kind of person is the aristocracy. ”

Follett didn't seem to understand, but Viscount Avril didn't tell him the "story" further—though he became silent and stopped talking to people, and paid little attention to the cynicism of the nobles, but the doubts always surrounded him.

Follett, who still stubbornly believed that all this had nothing to do with him, felt that he would never understand Viscount Avril's words for the rest of his life.

Until now.

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Follett was dragged to the dance floor by Sharon and didn't have time to resist, but now foresaw what was going to happen: "I remember a lot of people saying that I also had a hobby of stepping on women's feet while dancing. ”

In fact, there are many similar rumors, all of which are said to slander him.

"Shut up," Sharon was used to his way of shirking, reaching out her other hand to him, "You don't have to show off your weird tricks, as long as I can dance normally." ”

Could Follett refuse? He then followed Sharon's advice and took her other hand.

Fettnay walked up to the second floor, a place that looked like an attic with a view of the dance floor below, and was relatively quiet.

"On the 4th of the month of the Luther Kingdom in 714, Viscount Avril found his friend Mr. Hoverson as a witness and wrote his will, one of which was to leave 10% of the family property to Follett Avril, which caused an uproar in the Avril family, so much so that the matter became known to everyone in the territory of Havage—oh, just the nobility. Ed's voice sounded from behind her—Fitney turned his head to see Ed walking toward her with a steady stride—the black-and-white dress seemed to match his own outfit.

"Has there never been a precedent for leaving property to the younger son. Fitney didn't seem to notice the connection on the clothes, and said something else.

"Yes - after all, the family is the head of the family, but just like the king and the nobles, if the king encourages the interests of other nobles for their own benefit, then they will unite with the Holy See to 'crusade' against the king - how far do you think things have got?" Ed looked at Fitney with interest.

"Could Viscount Avril's illness have something to do with his children?" said Fitney frowned—she could only guess at all this, after all, these things could not be accurately judged by memorizing a book.

"If they had the guts, perhaps Viscount Avril would not have been able to love that little son for too long—but perhaps he had been forced? Ed stood in front of the guardrail beside Fitney, and the expression of watching the play was mixed.

Fitney did say something similar, but she had already calmed down in that state, even if she really looked like she was being forced to do so, most of them were just acting.

They are all standard nobles who can be transformed between different roles.

The purpose, of course, is closely related to one's own interests.

"What does Sharon want to do?" said Fitney, after a pause.

"Hey, sweet girl, you're too old now—if it had been you last semester, you'd have been tempted to join in all this, figure it all out, and give the man you think the enemy a blow, but now you can only guess at all this. ”

Eid's tone is like a host at a banquet of sorts - the purpose of this tone is to liven up the atmosphere.

Fitney frowned.

"Please don't be angry, I promise my favorite person is you - because you're not too stupid compared to other girls. Ed said softly, the distance between the two was a little close, which made the atmosphere seem a little ambiguous.

Fitnäy narrowed his eyes, staring at the azure eyes that were close in front of him.

"Looks like I'm getting into something - you're the one who got Sharon to come to me, and you're in control of what I said to her. You seem to think you're in control of everything about me?" said Fitney, word by word, as solemnly as if he were reading the Word of God in a church.

"Isn't it? I think you're probably going to be the heroine of this show -- but you don't need to do anything yet, you can watch this scene with me. Ed smiled.

"Shall I feel honored, then?" asked Fitney.

Ed didn't speak, and turned his gaze downward—in the middle of the dance floor, Follett and Sharon were dancing, and Sharon's chic dress showed beautiful ripples.

You think you have everything in control of me, but I have a secret that no one knows - in a drama like this, such a secret can destroy everything.