In the blink of an eye, winter is coming. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The weather in Hobbes City was much cooler than when Carlil ran out, and as a city close to the royal city of Skalloa, it had been occupied by the forces of Bethel and the Andris family, excluding dissenters. Although the people still seemed to be bustling and shouting as usual, secretly the nobles had already played dozens of games under this sun.

The difference between ordinary people is nothing more than the lack of one or two or three coats of arms for the guards patrolling the streets.

Scarloa's current ranking of the top nobles is no more than double digits, and Hobbes was originally the place where the Andries family first sit, and the two families occupied the closest building near the royal city.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that although these two families are big and their real power is not high, I am afraid that they would have been uprooted by everyone joining forces to be openly and secretly.

In the power of the whole kingdom, subtle, and balanced.

Having said that, there are still all kinds of eyes that are not on the stage in private, after all, most of the big nobles here have long lost the bloody nature of their ancestors to kill the world, and they are blindly addicted to pleasure, pedantic, arrogant, and can't see current affairs clearly.

A huge threat was rising at a terrible rate, but no one was paying enough attention to it, and Sunderland was developing far faster than they knew, and in this day and age, information was too unequal to be expected from all the top to have a clear mind and a matching eye.

From time to time, Angus wondered what was the driving force behind Sunderland's earth-shaking growth in the past decade or so, and how a medium-sized country that was once only a good economic development became a great military power overnight.

And it's so fast that almost all of them don't come to their senses.

He'll probably never know that in some way, this thing was cultivated by his runaway fiancée.

Although it was just an accident.

The royal city of Skalloa, Barnum Castle, as in the old days, the nobles of the kingdom gathered in the hall here for a ball.

It was their usual ball, and nothing could shake it until the sword was under their noses. Because this is not only a seemingly unhurried ball, but also a gladiatorial arena where nobles gang up and fight with each other.

Angus will appear here purely to cope, there is no need to be too stiff with everyone in this kind of detail, although he will not have much intersection with himself to attend the ball, but it is an attitude that he will come, if he really does not come one day, I am afraid it is a sign that something big will happen among the nobles.

This is the same in many places, as long as it is handed down from history, whether it is useful or not, sometimes even if it hurts nature and reason, it has to be passed down year after year, and whoever does not obey it is standing on a different camp with everyone, as if it conforms to the historical arrangement, as if it is to make themselves hostile to everyone.

Barnum Castle is not large, it is only a foothold for an informal event in the royal city, but it is spacious enough for a dance floor, at least compared to the serious royal city, it is one of the most ornately decorated places, even the candelabra is made of gold, several huge multiple ring chandeliers hang from the dome, and countless candles are lit, under the reaction of the golden color, it is simply brilliant that it is difficult to look at directly.

At the same time, the walls are not only fixed with candlesticks, but also with lifelike reliefs, and even stained glass is used to make various paintings as windows, and on the ground, craftsmen carefully select stones of different textures to pave the floor with different patterns. On top of this, the nobles of men and women dressed in gorgeous materials held hands and danced freely on the dance floor to the music of the musicians.

Angus had forgotten the last time he hooked up with a dance partner here.

Since the beginning of their project, allies, antagonists, and neutrals have shown their faces, and the seemingly harmonious atmosphere on the huge dance floor has already developed their own personal circles.

Not only did Angus not want to come on his own, but he even disdained to be with most of these useless young people.

Then there was no other choice, and as usual, he picked a little more delicate snacks, found a corner that was not so brightly lit, sat down, looked at the crowds of people in the hall, and ate snacks unhurriedly, indicating that although he did not participate, he did.

He was dressed in a crisp white suit, with dark gray lines on the edges, and a rose pattern outlined with a thin needle on his left chest, the lines were so thin that it was difficult to see the presence of the flower without looking closely. One hand held on to the carved armrest of the chair, the other hand supported his head weakly, his face was calm, a little melancholy, and his dark brown hair barely exceeded his ears, modifying his face. This face and temperament are also considered to be the best among the nobles, and he also has a lot of popularity among the eldest ladies of the family, but because of the family position and the reserve of women, no one will take the initiative to come up to him.

Of course, this is limited to women, and the young male aristocracy does not have this burden at all, and it will not be good to say something a little too much at such a ball, and in Angus's opinion, these people are not so much lawless as brainless.

From a distance, he saw a nobleman he knew walking over seemingly casually, holding a small glass of red wine in his right hand, and swaying to the music as he walked across the dance floor, but that subtle look had already made Angus see his intentions.

"I'm here for this corner, there's something I want to say, Kezia" Angus looked up, at least a little more presentable, too casual to look unfriendly.

The young man named Kezia casually put the wine glass on the table next to him, and said with a smile: "Since it is a ball, we don't have too many constraints, I just want to talk to you on a whim, what do you think?"

Laugh, laugh at you.

Angus didn't really want to talk nonsense with him, and the dog couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth anyway.

"I don't know what is of interest to you on both sides, if nothing else, please go back to your friends, your female companion seems to be waiting for you, and making a lady wait for a long time is not something a nobleman should do." Angus replied. A slight smile is a response, and the long-term environment has already taught him to easily hide any emotion in his heart, and no one can see it.

"Hehe......" Kezia simply sat down on another chair side by side, and didn't even want to take the wine glass on the table not far away: "It's not so much that there are people who don't want to talk about it, I heard that your remarks yesterday were categorically rejected by Your Majesty, how many times, seven times?" Or ten times? I'm afraid that Your Majesty is already tired of it, and you want to go your own way? ”

"If that's what you're trying to say this time, I think you can go back, we don't have anything to talk about." Angus put away his smile and replied tepidly. He didn't want to talk to these people any more useless words.

"Now the only ones who have a clear position and discord are you Bethel and Andris, it is undeniable that you are two big families, but this cannot go against Your Majesty's will, give up your attachment as soon as possible, what good can you do if you go on like this" Kezia said leisurely, not minding Angus's attitude at all.

"The benefits? When the threat comes to you one day, you will understand what everyone is right and wrong," Angus gave him a disdainful look.

"I agree with the future development you advocate, and I agree with the future wars," Kezia said, "Isn't it the best way to settle disputes peacefully, and no one wants to see their people die in war, and they don't want to see their country destroyed in war......

"That's enough," Angus interrupted.

The tone was steady and short, as if he didn't even bother to pronounce it, but just two words succeeded in making half of Kezia's sentence force back into his stomach.

"I've heard the attitude of you people countless times, and I don't need to repeat it again, settle it peacefully? Stupid," Angus said with undisguised disdain in his tone: "That's from a more egalitarian standpoint, and you want to negotiate with that future enemy?" What to talk about, what to use your own head. ”

"How can you be sure that the peace talks will not be established, and the discerning people know that we will be at a disadvantage in the future, at least for a short period of time, so why don't we choose to adopt a more peaceful and stable strategy to solve the problem, and we have to hit the stone with an egg-"

"Will you negotiate terms with the cake on your plate?" Angus squinted his eyes at Kezia's face: "A piece of innocent cake, you want to enjoy its deliciousness, do you still have to sign an agreement with it?" Don't be stupid, you have long been blinded by the chess game of the aristocracy, and there will always be absolute force in this world that can ignore all constraints! ”

Angus snorted coldly: "It's not that we choose war, it's that we only have war, and other than that, don't, nothing, he, law." He said word for word.

Kezia finally cooled down, he stood up from his seat, and met Angus's sharp eyes with a slight mockery: "Then there is nothing to talk about, in vain I thought that we could have a certain degree of agreement, just wait for you people who plan to manipulate your people into war in the future, and become the dissidents of everyone." ”

Kezia elegantly tidied up his clothes, smoothed out the folds that didn't exist in the first place, pulled the placket of his clothes, made himself look personable, picked up the small glass of red wine he brought, and added with a mocking smile at the end: "With all due respect, Your Excellency can't even control your own wife, and you still want to care about the future of my Skaloa?" What a joke! ”

This is really the only weakness that Angus has now.

"This is my family matter, please take care of yourself"

Angus grimaced and replied weakly.

In the case of a verbal argument, Karil. Andris's problem was a complete weakness that he was now completely unable to fight back, and there was no excuse, no excuse, and his fiancée slipped out of Hobbes City right under his nose, and he didn't even come back yet.

Kezia finally seemed to have the upper hand in the fight, smiled more charmingly than he had come, glanced at Angus with a look of mockery and sympathy, and prepared to leave with his glass in hand.

And before he could take his eyes off Angus, he heard a calm voice coming from the side.

"No, you're wrong"

Somewhat old, but calm and full of energy, it was Carlil's father, Moulton, who uttered the words. Andris.

As a Kezia who was inferior to his old man in terms of seniority and family status, he had to abide by the etiquette between nobles and obediently salute slightly to show respect.

"My daughter, Kahlil didn't run away suddenly, she has a mission I personally gave and will return here after completing the things I have explained, if you have any personal opinion on this......" Morton is tall, although his hair is slightly gray, but this increases his momentum even more, and Kezia, who was suppressed by him in terms of rank and seniority, is even more afraid to make a mistake, standing and listening honestly.

“…… Please let it rot in your own minds, it's not your business to meddle in," Moulton took a breath of relief and said the second half of his sentence mercilessly.

"I still respect you, Your Excellency, but some of your actions will not be approved by me or most of the other nobles in the kingdom," Kezia replied after hesitating, still reluctant to walk away.

"Come on, what does it have to do with me in terms of ability and mind, who can compare to my daughter, what we are doing, what she is doing, if you want to know, you will soon know, before that, you just need to close your mouths, and then do what you have to do, and honestly watch everything happen, this is what you should do most. Do you understand? Morton waved his hand domineeringly, beckoning Kezia out like a mouse.

Faced with such an attitude, Kezia could only put all the words back into his stomach, walked back to the dance floor angrily, and walked back to his circle of friends.

"Hmm...... Thank you," Angus stood up, and at the same time the sentence was kind of a greeting.

"What is there to thank, it's just that I didn't discipline well" Morton shook his head, this attitude is very different from before, for Angus, it is obvious that there is a lot to appreciate.

"But you said that, maybe there was a new rumor between them because of this," Angus glanced at Kezia and a group of fox friends across the dance floor, and felt that it was a bit cheap for Morton to let out such a statement.

"What are you afraid of, a rabble" Moulton didn't pay attention to that group of people at all: "In the future, it will be clear who is who is wrong, and it doesn't matter what he does." ”

"Well, if you come to find it this time, it's not just a trivial matter to come over and help you out." Angus drew his attention back to the eyes again, looking at Moulton's wrinkled face, and there was a faint smile that could not be stopped.

It was pure, undeductive, happy smile.

"Of course," Morton couldn't help laughing, took out a light gray printed envelope from the inside pocket of his coat, pinched the edge of the envelope with two fingers, handed it to Angus, and said, "In two days, she will be back." (To be continued.) )