"Haha, Martier, you've come just in time, I'll introduce you, this is Sir Ensberg." Seeing the girl walk in front of him, Viscount Salk laughed and took the girl's hand, and then said to Moriarty on the side: "Moriarty, this is my daughter, Matiel." ”

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Lord Sir, and welcome to Windsor Castle." The girl looked at the young man in front of her, smiled lightly, and then gently pulled up the skirts on both sides and bowed.

"Thank you, it's my great pleasure, beautiful young lady." Moriarty also smiled slightly as she looked at the girl's green eyes and the perfect figure that stood out because of the bending down.

"How, young man, are you fascinated by my daughter's beauty? Ha ha! At this time, the old man suddenly said again.

"Of course, Miss Martiel is not only the pearl of Salk, but the jewel of the whole of Kent. I think that anyone who is fortunate enough to meet Mademoiselle will marvel at the wonder of creation and envy the favor of the Divine. Moriarty had become accustomed to the old man's "crazy talk" and nodded his head in praise without pretentiousness.

"Haha, well said!" It could be seen that the viscount really doted on his daughter, and his eyes were full of love and joy, but soon the old man changed his words and said: "According to the tradition of our Kent, when you meet such a beautiful young lady for the first time, should you also give a small gift to please the girl?" ”

"This... Nature. Unexpectedly, after such a short while, the viscount began to give himself questions again, and Moriarty raised his eyebrows, and then agreed.

"Honorable young lady, I beg your pardon for being in such a hurry that I have not been able to bring you any bragging gifts. Please use this flower to express my love for you, Miss. As he spoke, Moriarty bowed to the pearl of Salk, and then handed the girl a half-opened red rose pinned to his chest.

"This..."

For a moment, everyone in the hall was a little dumbfounded.

Although everyone knows that today's dinner is to celebrate Viscount Salk's birthday, even if there is a gift to bring it, it is a birthday gift for the Viscount. However, it is a bit hasty and absurd to take off a corsage and give it to Salk's pearl in such a casual manner. After all, this is contrary to traditional aristocratic etiquette.

"Unreasonable guy!"

"Childish boy!"

"Those who violate aristocratic etiquette!"

The most fierce reaction was the young aristocratic teenagers who followed Matiel's side closely. In their eyes, Moriarty's actions were tantamount to desecration of the goddess in their hearts. Despite the illustrious background of Moriarty's family, the passion of youth inspired these teenagers to stand up for the "dignity" of their goddess without hesitation.

On the contrary, Martiel, who was the party concerned, and Viscount Salk on the side remained silent, still looking at Moriarty with a smile.

"This morning, in the garden of Ivy Estate, I occasionally saw this rose embraced by dew. She is so delicate and so fragrant. In the clear morning light, the red flowers are like solidified flames, threatening to burn people's eyes through. So, I couldn't help but take her off and put it on my chest, hoping that this 'flame' would ignite my heart. Moriarty ignored the other boys' rebukes, but held the red rose in his left hand, and carefully stroked the delicate petals of the rose with his other hand, as if caressing the delicate face of the girl in front of him.

"What a beautiful poem." Unlike the jealous and indignant aristocratic youths, the other nobles in the hall, especially the ladies and ladies, were moved by Moriarty's poetic words. …,

And the smile on Matiel's face was even stronger.

"Unfortunately, after a long journey, the flame seems to have dimmed a little. It's like all the beauty in this world, it's gorgeous and dazzling, but it's easy to pass away. ”

Saying this, Moriarty suddenly took a slight step forward and came straight to Mathil, and at the same time snapped his right hand.

Immediately, a magical light poured down from Moriarty's fingertips like stardust, slowly and densely sown on the petals of the roses like spring rain. In an instant, the flower, which had been a little wilting just a moment ago, miraculously bloomed again. At the same time, a dreamlike halo of light revolves around the blooming roses, constantly rotating from side to side.

"But now, when I saw the beautiful pearl of Salk, the flame was blazing again. Perhaps, your beauty is the greatest magic in this world. With that, Moriarty reached out and gently placed the rose with the glow of magic in the girl's hand.

"Wow!"

"What do I see?"

"What's that trick?"

"Shut up, that's magic! Haven't you heard that the boy is already a mage apprentice? ”

No one thought that a red rose, no matter how ordinary, would suddenly become a gift that no aristocratic woman could refuse in the hands of Moriarty.

"Thank you, Sir Ensberg, for the beauty of this ivy." Matiel looked at the magic rose in her hand, then smiled sweetly and gently put it on her own bun.

In an instant, the beautiful maiden and the beautiful flowers set off each other, intertwined with each other, and became one.

"Glad you liked it." Moriarty, who had finished "answering the question", stroked his chest and saluted.

"I wish I could visit Ivy Manor sometimes. I've always heard that at least half of the beauty of Kent is treasured there. Suddenly, the girl said again.

"It's my pleasure. Here, I would like to formally invite you to visit the Ivy Estate at your convenience. "According to aristocratic etiquette," Moriarty said.

"I accept your invitation." The girl smiled again, and even Viscount Salk, who was standing beside her, nodded again and again.

"Hmph, it's just a magic juggling that doesn't go into the flow, what's so commendable about that." Just as everyone in the hall was secretly amazed or applauded by Moriarty's series of wonderful expressions, behind Martí, a young man in Chinese clothes about the same age as Moriarty suddenly stepped forward and said in a loud voice.

"Oh, may I ask who you are?" Moriarty quickly glanced at the viscount, and found that the other party was also slightly surprised, and immediately confirmed that this was not another "show" arranged by the old man.

"Allow me to introduce you, this is Lord Royanta's eldest son, Sir Royanta." Seeing that the young man in Chinese clothes suddenly jumped out to discourage the fun, a trace of unhappiness flashed in Martiel's eyes, but he immediately returned to normal, maintained an impeccable smile, and said to Moriarty: "Since Lord Royanta has already gone to the royal capital, this time my father's birthday dinner is attended by Sir Royanta. ”

"Hehe, it's Sir Royanta, it's a pleasure to see you here." Moriarty glanced at the boy, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

To say that the Luo Yanta family is also a political force in Kent that cannot be underestimated. Although his title is only a lord, he is an old nobleman in the county and has a deep heritage. In particular, the ancestors of this family, who once reached the height of a viscount, also owned a fortified castle "Rhineberg" that was hardly inferior to Windsor Castle.

It is a pity that in the civil strife of the kingdom a hundred years ago, due to the problem of taking sides, the Luo Yanta family was deprived of the title of viscount and a large area of land, and was reduced to an ordinary lord. Since then, the members of the Luo Yanta family have been working hard to restore the glory of their ancestors. According to reliable sources, after three generations of unremitting efforts, the Royanta family may be re-granted the title of baron by the royal family in the near future. At that time, there will be a new situation of two viscounts and two barons in Kent at the same time. …,

"I'm glad to meet you, Sir Ensberg." Although the expression on his face clearly and unequivocally showed contempt and hostility, according to aristocratic etiquette, Fawkes. Luo Yanta still saluted Moriarty in a proper manner.

"Sir Royanta, you seem to be dissatisfied with the gift we have just given to Miss Marty. I, right? Moriarty asked preemptively.

"Yes, Sir Ensberg. I thought it was just a wretched juggling of magic, far from a gift, much less worthy of Miss Marti's beauty. The boy's words were quite sharp and left no room for anything.

"Oh? Jazz do you know magic juggling too? Moriarty was unmoved by the other party and asked rhetorically.

"Sir Ernsberg, not all nobles spend their time reckoning. Even though I'm not a mage, I think I know something like this. ”

If the boy's previous sentence can be said to be sharp, then this sentence is quite rude.

The Ensberg family is known to be the most wealthy family in Kent. And the young man is so public, alluding to him as a vulgar businessman who only knows how to make money. It was almost pointing at Moriarty's nose and scolding.

"Could it be that the jealous rage has made Fox. Has Royanta lost his mind, or is it that the Royanta family can't wait to start flexing their muscles and calling out Ensberg? ”

More than one of the surrounding nobles was thinking so. The atmosphere in the hall also suddenly became solemn.

"Fawkes, you..."Obviously, it is not in Salk's family interest to let the Ensberg family lose face at Windsor Castle, and the girl immediately wants to stop it, but Moriarty stops her.

"So, in Sir Royanta's opinion, what kind of gift would be worthy of Miss Marti?" Moriarty stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

"Nature must be precious and rare." The boy held his head high, stared at Moriarty without hesitation, and then suddenly turned to Martil and said aloud: "I am willing to present my Hanoverian horse from Avli to the pearl of Salk." ”