"Don't you think Mysimilian is stupid?"

If this was not asked by the Sophie lord Ernst would have nodded, but he did not dare to take this eccentric Sufi lord Ernst lightly, and looked at her vigilantly without answering.

The Sufi lord was obviously upset that she didn't achieve her goal, but it also increased her interest, Mysimilian was a good bully, but he would find it boring to bully often, and Ernst was just filling the vacancy.

Messirian didn't know about the secret confrontation between the two, and if he knew that the attention of the Sophie lord had been shifted from him to Ernst, he would be very happy.

After breakfast, Archduke Ferdinand had something to do, and Duchess Sophie only appeared when they were about to leave, and then disappeared again after telling Mesimilian not to cause trouble.

While strolling around, Ernst asked Mesimilian with some confusion: "Mother is busy?" ”

Maisimian, who didn't know what to think, was stunned when he heard this, and then came back to his senses and said casually: "Today is the birthday of the Marquise Schmidt, and my mother is also one of the guests. ”

Enstron nodded and stopped talking, what could the nobles do? It's nothing more than a banquet, a banquet and a banquet, maybe sometimes they will attend a fundraiser, a charity scene, but they are all similar activities.

The men and women of the Austro-Hungarian Empire seem to be very well-assigned, and the men mainly deal with state affairs and outside affairs, such as banquets and the like, which are attended by these noble ladies and ladies.

Glancing at the Sophie lord who had been following him, Ernst asked with some confusion: "Sophie, why didn't you participate?" ”

Ernst didn't ask, but when he asked, the face of the Sophie lord became more and more ugly, and the face of Mesimilian was not as strong as that, and when he saw this scene, Ernst remembered the status of their family in the Austro-Hungarian Empire, and maybe the banquet was not what the Sophie duchess wanted to attend.

Silence was born among them until ......

"Mysimilian, this is your brother!"

The two sturdy young men in front of him made Ernst stunned, could such an attitude and such a provocation be the opponent of Messilian?

"Heinz, you, why are you here?"

Mysimian's face was a little pale, of course, this is a nice way to say that it is a little more difficult to say, with a look of fear, Ernst became more and more puzzled, what made Mysimilian so afraid?

"£300, the £300 you lost last time hasn't been given to me."

As soon as Heinz's words fell, Duchess Sophie couldn't help but scream: "Mysimian, you are gambling with him again, don't you know that you are not his opponent at all?" ”

"Haha, Sister Sophie still knows, I hope I lose the bet, and I will take the 300 pounds now!"

The stout boy's attitude displeased Ernst, who also saw Mysimian's clenched fists, and decided to take the matter over in order to prevent him from suffering himself.

Ernst didn't know much about things, but after more than a day of contact, Ernst thought that he still had some clarity about Misimilian, and thinking about what he had just said, Ernst had already guessed the specific situation.

"What a bet, if I can, I'd like to bet with you!"

Maisimilian was still silently accepting the reprimand of the Sufi lord beside him, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words, and then the two looked at Ernst in disbelief, and just when they wanted to stop talking, the two strong young men opposite were already laughing.

"Haha! Your name is Ernst! Do you know what our bet is, and dare to interject? You can bet if you want, as long as you push me down, then the £300 for Misimilian will be cancelled......"

"No way!"

"Don't bet with him!"

Before Ernst could speak, Mysimilian had nervously begun to stop Ernst's "self-indulgence", and the Sophie lord did not speak, and not only that, he looked at Ernst with expectant eyes.

Smiling at Mysimilian, Ernst did not speak, but walked towards the stout boy. One step, two steps, three steps, came to the front of the sturdy boy and smiled slightly, the white teeth made the sturdy boy can't help but feel like he wants to squint, and at this time......

Touch!

A quick over-the-shoulder fall made the sturdy boy lie on the ground, and the sound of his back hitting the ground made the Sufi County Lord next to him couldn't help but stagger, and his back hurt slightly.

Although it was only two years of exercise, the ascetics had their own unique skills, plus Ernst was born with great strength, and at the age of nearly six he had the strength that only eleven or twelve years old could have.

How old is a strong boy? He was only four or five years older than Ernst, and even though he had some talent in swordsmanship, he could only be beaten up against Ernst, who was a little pervert.

Clapping his hands and smiling at the other stout young man, the unharmed stout young man was obviously a little timid, and he actually took a slight step back, which made Ernst can't help but feel some contempt in his heart.

"What's your name?"

"He is Heinz, the second son of the Grand Duke of Dominica."

Mesimilian had just mentioned his name, but Ernst didn't care, so he asked it again, but it was obvious in Heinz's eyes that he was dismissive.

"Well, is the £300 in Mysimilian cancelled?"

It was a little difficult to get up from the ground, and looking at his younger brother Heinz, who didn't even dare to come over, was also a little angry, if it weren't for his own provocation, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to provoke Mesimilian, let alone today's catastrophe. Of course, these are secondary, the main thing is that the younger brother didn't even dare to help himself, and he was very ashamed of such a younger brother.

"Messilian, these are all made by him, I won't care about his affairs from today, how you want to beat him is his business."

After saying this, Heinz was about to leave, and at this moment Ernst suddenly said: "Wait a minute! ”

Hearing this, Heinz was stunned, he mistakenly thought that Ernst was not ready to let him go, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Don't think I can't beat you, I'm just ......"

"Ernst Franz! Make a friend. ”

With a slight smile, Ernst stretched out his hand, which made the very dissatisfied Heinz not turn around, and shook hands with Ernst in a bit of a daze and said: "Heinz Dominique Franz!" ”

Ernst glanced at the stout young man with a resentful look in his eyes, and said to Heinz Dominique Franz very meaningfully: "We are all members of the Habsburgs, we don't need to fight among ourselves, right?" ”

Following Ernst's gaze, Heinz happened to see his brother's resentful gaze on him, and the anger in his heart resurfaced again, and he nodded solemnly and said: "That's right, we are all members of the Habsburg family, and we don't need to fight among ourselves." ”

Ernst understood the meaning of Heinz's words, Ernst smiled and let go of his hand to signal that he could leave with his younger brother, and after Heinz left, Ernst couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Sure enough, it's an ancient royal family, but it's already so smart at the age of 10." But alas...... The more this happens, the harder it is to hide the fact that the family is gradually declining, even if this is the most glorious moment of its century. ”