"Is this the Summer Palace?" Constance Dante was slightly distracted, he didn't expect the Poles to have such a big hand. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"After all, it is still a country, and although Poland is on the periphery, it is an important part of the West after all, and it cannot be taken lightly." Berhiss also returned to his old grim appearance and resumed driving the car.

The limousine runs on a smooth road as if it were driving in the clouds. Constance, Dante and Berchis never spoke again, and the impression of the palace, though shocked, was not yet to the point of making a fuss. The former had witnessed the New Roman Empire in its heyday, when the prosperity of Constantinople was not comparable to this, while the latter had traveled to many cities in the East, whether it was the palace of the caliph or the tooth tent of the Sudan, which was comparable to that of the West.

The pure white carved iron door was opened, and they were greeted by heavily armed soldiers, who were no different from the Polish troops stationed in the city, but Consdante could feel a heavy killing aura in them, and it was obvious that they were all veterans who had retreated from the battlefield. The combat effectiveness of these people can be imagined, since they have already known who is sitting in this car, if it is not a vehicle that has been approved, I am afraid that even the attack of the mecha unit can be resisted by them, right? Constance Dante couldn't help but think to himself as he looked at the well-crafted weapons in the hands of those soldiers.

Although Cons, Dante and Bersch quickly recovered from the shock, the eyes of the other Novgorod soldiers in the other car were wide-eyed.

The closer they approached the white building, the more they were shocked by its grandeur and exquisiteness, and these people from the countryside could naturally find no trace of art in it, but the ideas of almost all architectural schools from ancient times to the present day are perfectly presented in this palace, and even those who do not understand art can feel the shock of that magnificence.

Before the advent of a new era, it might take enough manpower and material resources to build such a miraculous building in the West to bring down a country, but the technology brought by the ancient mecha has turned everything around, and the wealth of nature can be enjoyed by humans at will.

Slowly, Berthes slowed down the speed of the limousine, while the soldiers in the palace waited silently on either side.

The red carpet stretched down the steps, and finally Berches pulled the car over, as if the ceremony was ready.

A grand event in the summer palace is ready, just waiting for the arrival of the protagonist, you can vaguely see the trees still blooming white fine flowers, this kind of flowering season is very late, the scene of flowers makes the palace in the rich and warm a touch, like a fairyland.

"Welcome, Grand Duke Consitine!" The Polish official next to Berchs smiled and invited Consdor Dante to get out of the car, and the well-groomed soldiers outside the door stood in formation to greet Consité.

"Then let's go down, Belhis-kun." Constance Dante said lightly, and seemed to get out of the car very calmly. Although he was a little worried, Berchis decided to believe that Constance Dante got out of the car with him.

"Uncle Consdante......" Bonifazia looked at the soldiers outside with a solemn face, a little worried.

But Constance Dante shrugged his shoulders and said, "There's nothing to worry about, you haven't seen your mother for a long time, haven't you?" For three years, although they had been in contact with each other, the taste was not pleasant to Bonifazia, and Constance Dante knew it. In fact, this girl was very excited to come to Warsaw this time. Constance Dante didn't want his affairs to affect the joy of the mother-daughter reunion.

"What about Her Majesty Adwicka?" Constance Dante asked suddenly, his piercing gaze giving the Polish official the feeling that he would be pierced.

"Your Majesty will be here later, please rest assured." Hurriedly replied, Polish officials guaranteed a winning streak.

Following the Polish officials, Consité Dante and Bersches led the guards and waiters to and fro with trays, the wine in the glasses shining and reflecting the candlelight. And in this banquet, in addition to these waiters, there were also some richly dressed nobles and young officers. I saw them talking and laughing with their glasses, and seemed to talk about interesting things, but Consitine Dante knew that these nobles would only use those international events as topics to improve their status. This is the means by which the aristocracy was born, the means of climbing up and trampling others down.

For Constance Dante, these people were meeting for the first time, and when they saw Constance Dante, the nobles and officers immediately stopped talking. Although Constance Dante did not know them, seeing Constance Dante's obvious Rus's outfit, one could imagine who it would be.

Of course, it was Archduke Cons, Dante, who had just come to Warsaw and turned everything upside down.

People's eyes flickered with suspicion, disdain, fear, etc., and the attitudes of all kinds of people were also different.

Everything was so warm and peaceful, so noble and elegant, but unfortunately it was all the same, and everything became different when Conn Dante appeared.

People have noticed the arrival of Constance, Dante, and others.

Is he the protagonist of this banquet?

I saw that the expressions of the nobles and officers were a little subtle, and they seemed to be thinking about something. If it weren't for the arrival of Constance Dante this time, they would not be qualified to come here with their status.

Many people are still coming to Adwicka's line for the first time, and in a sense, they are still blessed by Constance.

"Mark my words, if you are not sure, if you are not sure, don't expose the contradictions too quickly, those Poles are not so easy to deal with." Berchis whispered to Cons-Dante that he could clearly feel that there seemed to be something strange about the atmosphere of the banquet. "Although I don't know what your plans are, Your Highness, don't take risks lightly."

"Berhis-kun, you're ...... sometimes. What a wordy one! Speaking of which, you're really looking more and more like Sister Vivien! Constance Dante actually said to Berchis with a joke, and walked into the hall with a relaxed expression, without the slightest restraint.

And the oriental robe he was wearing fluttered slightly, revealing an extraordinary momentum, which suddenly made everyone in the hall feel nervous.

Although I can't be sure, everyone already knows that nine times out of ten, this man is the famous Archduke Constès Dante.

Soon, however, the hall returned to normal. In their eyes, Novgorod is still a countryman after all, and it is a shame to divert attention. But on the surface they don't look at Constance Dante anymore, but the whispering behind the scenes continues.

"Konsh Dante of Novgorod?" Although they guessed the identity of Constance Dante, behind the scenes they would not call him the Grand Duke.

"It's ordinary, but those eyes are really hateful!."

"Hmph, this is just a countryman, and the princes actually got him over."

"And came with the guards, who did he think he was......"

The whispers fell quickly, but they fell into the ears of Cons, Dante and the others. These Polish nobles didn't care at all whether Cons, Dante would hear or not. Since the collapse of the new Roman Empire, the Orthodox state has entered an unprecedented low point. Peripheral countries such as Rus' were even more rejected by the West, and naturally Consdante's status as Grand Duke was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Poles.

De Keyat was about to have a seizure, but was stopped by Constance Dante.

"Don't worry, these people are just small characters. There is no need for this......" said Constance Dante lightly, his gaze sweeping vacantly over every face in the hall, who were merely a front for the people behind them.

Constance Dante walked calmly into the hall, though his attire looked out of place in it. Obviously let Bonifazia dress up well, but his own body looks a little strange in front of the nobles, even next to the officer, Consitine Dante's coat exudes a strong Ross and Oriental atmosphere, if it weren't for that sharp gaze, someone would have laughed at him for being an old hat.

The waiter shuttled through each of the banquet attendees with a blank face, holding a wine glass and abiding by his duty. And Constance Dante casually picked up a glass.

He took another sip of the liquid in the glass, which looked like wine, compared to the drink that the Rus people drank, it was really a drink for children, of course, the Rus' spirits Cons Dante couldn't drink much, but after getting used to it, he felt that the glass of wine in his hand was weak.

"Archduke Cons Dante?" Someone actually greeted him.

It was a noble lady in a fiery red bodysuit, embroidered with gold patterns, which complemented the delicate curves of her limbs.

She should be a year or two older than Constance Dante, and women of this age are already married, and it is already common in their teens, although it is rare for Adevicha to be married as a child. I saw that this woman had slender limbs, a slightly convex chest, beautiful curves with a youthful texture, and even though she was married, she still exuded a unique atmosphere.

This was a great surprise to Constance Dante, who was the first to greet him with an unknown aristocratic woman.

"Have we met?" Constance Dante was a little surprised.

"No, but I heard your name from my husband, you are famous, we heard that you came to Warsaw and just didn't expect to see you here. Yesterday at the station, I couldn't make it because of something. "The woman's voice is beautiful, like a nightingale, with a kind of seductive magic." Veronica Evindas, just call me Veronica. The woman calmly stretched out her hand and asked Consei-Dante to kiss her hand, which was a very fashionable way of greeting in the West, but Cons-Dante did not react.

Her beauty in the palace was enough to impress Constance Dante, who did not deny the beauty of this woman named Veronica, whose earrings carved from emerald green jade on her earlobes had a unique oriental atmosphere, which was worth a lot of money at first glance, and when it shook with a light like water waves. And then ConstanceDante could also feel the scorching light coming from all directions, and those eyes were from men. The eyes of the other ladies became very cold.

Constance Dante couldn't help but understand, it seemed that this woman had some meaning. Although he didn't know why the other party approached him, there was no need for Constance Dante to have any scruples.

It's just, what does it mean that the other party reaches out his hand?!

Constance Dante was a little stunned - did he ask himself to hold her hand? What kind of etiquette is this?

In this way, Veronica and Constance Dante stood without embarrassment, and the woman's outstretched hand was not just good to put it or take it back.

Veronica, whose face was cloudy, looked at Constance, Dante couldn't help but feel dissatisfied, brushing her fiery red hair, not knowing how to end it. Someone could vaguely hear the laughter of others, and some people had already guessed that Consité Dante didn't know what the kiss was all about. Everyone didn't know whether to laugh or not.

But at this moment, Bonifazia stood in the middle of Veronica and Constance.

Her breath is fragrant and warm, making people feel as if they have fallen into the clouds. It's just that this little girl seems to be like a fried little flower cat in front of Constance Dante, as if her own things have been snatched.

Although she is not sure, Veronica is the shameless woman that her mother said she would call in the eyes of Bonifazia.

At this time, silence is the biggest weapon, and Her Royal Highness the princess, who doesn't say a word, makes Veronica bored herself. I wanted to take out something for my husband, but it's a pity that this rich man in the countryside is so puzzled.

"Your Highness the Princess!" Although her heart was angry, Veronica didn't dare to lack courtesy, and hurriedly saluted Bonifazia respectfully, and the other nobles also noticed this small figure.

"Your Highness the Princess!"

Looking at this situation, everyone's expressions were complicated, and it seemed that the rumors were true. Yadwiga really entrusted Her Royal Highness to this man. Apparently they have a great relationship with each other. In fact, they weren't speculating, but what Ardwigga had done did puzzle her subjects.

Obviously, Bonifazia's father is still in his prime, although he is close to the age of sixties, but his body is strong, but it is not a lie, why should this sensitive Herod become the godfather of Her Royal Highness the Princess?!

The rumors circulating in the market are even more unbearable.

And at this moment, the movement attracted the attention of many people. The bell seemed to come from a melodious distance.

It's -

"The banquet has begun!" Suddenly, Bonifazia grabbed Constance Dante's arm and led him away from the nobles, as if to announce something to the point of embarrassment to Constance Dante.

Hearing Bonifazia's serious words, Constance Dante was also slightly stunned, and sure enough, everyone put down their wine glasses and looked very solemn.

I saw a door opened by the attendants, but the people who came out from behind surprised everyone...... (To be continued.) )