It was the royal capital that wanted to choose one of the nobles' children to go, so I came. Rowling smiled, the fourth prince still wanted to be as polite as he had seen more than half a year ago, and he would feel very comfortable when communicating with him.

"Okay. So what are you here for? I mean, your thoughts, because if you don't want to come, even if God chooses you, it's useless. Murphy looked directly at Rowling, who hadn't seen her for more than half a year, and was indeed a lot unfamiliar.

Murphy still prefers the way she looks when she argues with Rowling in the library that day, that is the real her. As for the way it is now, it's a bit deliberate.

"Of course it's for that!" Rowling raised her left hand and showed the purple mark under her hand, which was the bet between the two.

"Really?" said Angel after eating the cake in her mouth and began to speak again.

"But didn't you say that you took the initiative to go to the frontier in order to escape the marriage that Duke Grammer arranged for you, and for this reason you broke with Duke Grammer!" Anqi looked at Rowling with a wicked smile.

"You haven't eaten yet! keep eating!" Rowling grabbed two small cakes again and stuffed them into Angel's mouth, a persecution.

"Rowling is okay, Angel is pathetic. Cross looked at little Angel with her cheeks bulging high in distress, and said to Rollin.

"You're right, you can't just eat, you have to drink water. Rowling picked up a bottle of Coke and poured it into Angel's mouth, "Drink!

"No...... Nothing will happen, right?" said Murphy, who looked at the two of them a little speechlessly, with black lines on his head.

"No! she's a second-level warrior, and she won't have enough to eat to stuff her teeth!" said Rowling as she picked up the cake with a smile.

"This ...... Well, Kroos, why are you here too?" Murphy still has some impressions of Kroos, this is a person who does not hide himself, he is a very kind big boy, the first transcendent Murphy met in this world, and the apprentice of the sage of Fabricio.

"Your Highness remembers me, I'm not honored!" Cross stood up, patting Angel on the back as he stood up, for fear she would choke.

"Ahem, of course I remember, you are one of the disciples of the 'Seeker of Knowledge', not to mention that our conversation at the Lohirod Academy of Magic that day was also very pleasant, and I am naturally deeply impressed by you!" Murphy said, "But I'm curious, you are a disciple of the Sage, how could the people of the royal capital let you come?"

"This is exactly what a sage has learned! My teacher sent me, and he said that he would learn a lot at the border, and that he was too old to learn many things, so I asked him to serve as an eye for him, and to study at the northern border. Then my brain was hot, and I agreed. Cross shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Then do you regret that your head was hot at the beginning? After all, the living conditions in our place are not as good as those in your royal capital, of course, this is only temporary. Murphy asked.

"No regrets!" Cross said firmly, glancing at little Angel, who had been constantly being fed by Rowling, next to him.

"Got it! I'll give you a position to study in the future. Murphy saw the change in Cross's eyes, and immediately understood.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Cross nodded.

"You're welcome, that's what I'm supposed to do. Murphy gestured, with a hint of a smile hidden in his eyes, and even a fool could tell that Cross was interested in the little girl.

"So, may I sit down?" asked Murphy, feeling a little sore from his legs.

"You see I've forgotten about this, sit down!" Rowling reacted when she heard Murphy ask, beckoning Murphy to sit down.

There was only one seat next to Rowling on the couch, so Murphy could only sit here, next to Rowling, who looked a little nervous.

"I don't know the name of this yet, may I ask what your name is?" Murphy was curious, what was the name of this girl who had been persecuted by Rowling, judging from her appearance and height, she seemed to be fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Her name is Angel Lowell, she is the youngest daughter of Duke Lowell, this time she took advantage of Duke Lowell's southern expedition and secretly ran out, and if she was discovered by the Duke, it is estimated that she will be miserable. In addition, she has another identity, that is, a disciple of the god of war 'Fearless King' Adelaide, a second-level high-level warrior, and her strength should not be underestimated. Angel couldn't open her mouth, from the moment she entered the banquet hall to now, her mouth never stopped, Rowling was afraid that she would accidentally reveal what the two of them had said in private.

"Second-level warrior?" Murphy was stunned for a moment, and looked at the girl who had been eating, this doesn't look like it?

"Look at the way you look and you know you don't believe it. Angel swallowed the food in her mouth, squinted at Murphy, and said disdainfully.

"When I was a child, my father really wanted me to learn magic, saying that girls are more suitable for learning magic, and they shouldn't dance knives and guns, but I don't accept it, I have to learn fighting spirit, but I showed a fighting talent beyond ordinary people, and finally I was accepted by my teacher as a disciple, I can shoot a bow and arrow at the age of thirteen, and I can hunt down prey in the forest at the age of fifteen, and at that time your prince is said to be still enjoying himself in the royal city!"

"She's like that, don't worry too much about it! Actually, she's still a nice little girl, but it's a pity to have a long mouth. Rowling smiled awkwardly at Murphy and said.

"Okay, then you guys have fun, I'm going to go ahead and host the banquet. Murphy said helplessly, then got up to leave.

"Well, Murphy, wait a minute, Your Highness. Rowling followed suit.

"Anything else?" said Murphy, turning back to Rowling.

"Well, Your Highness, let's talk over there. Rowling pointed to a corner in the middle of nowhere, where no one would notice, and led Murphy there.

Murphy was also confused, but he followed.

"Your Highness, I have one more request. Walking to the place, Rowling saw that there was no one around, so she whispered to Murphy.

"But it doesn't matter, if it's within my ability, I'll definitely help you do it!" Murphy saw Rowling's nervous appearance, a little funny, patted his chest and promised.

"Well, there are several marquis' sons in the noble alliance who are courting me, and when they can dance, they may come to me to dance, can I ask you to be my dance partner? Rowling looked at Murphy sincerely.