Olwes drank the champagne from the glass, as if this could numb her nerves a little, but it backfired, and the huge mental power was more clearly perceived by the rising champagne bubbles in her throat, which brought her an unrealistic dreamy feeling.

She was indeed a little tired, and after maintaining a formatted smile for an hour, even the most elegant nobleman needed a little rest.

She leaned against the balcony fence outside the top floor of the main hall, surrounded by some aristocratic children playing with fireworks, and she leaned forward, hoping to feel the night breeze, but it was not at all, which was very reasonable, unless it was a wind falling from the zenith to pass through the magnificent palace complex.

Just as she closed her eyelids in abandonment, a breeze blew and gently lifted the hair from her ears, and the breeze felt a little cool on her face, but it was very comfortable.

Olves opened her eyes with a light smile, and sure enough, she saw the young man not far behind her, "Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, you really deserve to be the star of the imperial capital who became a high-level swordsman at the age of sixteen, and you don't even have a sound when you walk, which is really scary." ”

The young man walked over with a smile, his steps at the moment were calm and powerful, and said, "I thought you would blame me for my little magic with an axe, it seems that I thought too much, and Miss Olves, who is at ease, is also tired. ”

Frederick, the third prince, is the only crown prince among the thirteen princes and princesses who is allowed to take charge of the army, which shows that His Majesty Hadi Denpusch favors him. In the open and secret battle with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is backed by the first patriarch of the empire, the Capet family, his methods are plain and gentle but secretly fierce, and he has not fallen behind at all.

Compared with Angdere, who often stepped on her thunder points inexplicably or pretended to be amorous, he advanced and retreated freely, without boreking Olwess at all, knowing what kind of person he was. Olveis couldn't help but marvel that there are people in the world who can see through their hearts from every move, even a change in their expression, and the royal family is really terrifying.

She was not frightened by the fact that she was being seen clearly, but in the words of her previous life, perhaps it was because her pursuit of science and truth had forged her Buddha-nature that turned a blind eye to the rest, otherwise she would not have adapted to this strange reincarnation very quickly.

Of course, this body, which is different from the gender of her previous life, still shocked her, and she is still depressed. After all, she is not some senseless stranger, or a god standing in the sky overlooking all beings.

She enjoyed the tranquility of the terrace, and His Royal Highness the Third Prince, though he walked up to her, did not make a sound. It seems that some kind of tacit understanding or closer intimacy has formed between the two, and this scene is enough to make the aristocratic young people in the hall stop.

Who would have thought that Miss Olwes said to go and rest for a while, and the shameless third prince had not yet followed gracefully, and at this moment, no one could talk and laugh freely from them, and even a trace of regret was really vividly drawn out of the infinite curse at the bottom of the stomach.

But a sudden noise and noise came from downstairs, breaking the quiet of the terrace that had disturbed them a little, as if the background of a painting had been stirred, and Olwes looked down in astonishment, as the palace guards dragged a man out of the hall with his arms in his arms.

Even if the man had committed any wrongdoing, it was a bit insulting and impolite for a knight. However, the knight who was dragged was as dead as ashes, and he had an expression of resignation.

Suddenly, a somewhat beautiful aristocratic girl cried and chased after her, which made the knight's silent gaze move, but the girl was pulled by a middle-aged man with silver curly hair and dressed as an earl, and the earl, who seemed to be her father, looked in disgust in the direction in which the knight was dragged away, and was full of polite abuse.

"What the hell is going on?", Olwes muttered to herself, a little curious.

His Royal Highness took his eyes off Olves's face and glanced down, his expression unchanged, and said, "Oh, Miss Iyeta and Knight Conrad have been discovered. ”

Olwes was not surprised that His Highness knew about this, and looked at him with inquiring eyes.

Frederick obviously enjoyed the gaze, and said with a smile, "It is not uncommon for Miss Olwes, the naïve noble lady and the upright knight who guards her to fall into a relationship, which is taboo in the laws of the Empire and the knight's creed, hehe, blind love. ”

"Speaking of which, they have sought my help, and I have helped them hide from the Count, but now it has come to light, presumably that Iyeta is pregnant with Conrad's child, to the point that there is no way to hide it. ”

Olves's gaze fell on Conrad's, with neither sympathy nor other colors, and said, "Oh?

The girl's acumen surprised him slightly, and His Royal Highness glanced at Olves, but did not find any disgust on her beautiful face, and the rest of his eyes lingered on the Count's body for a moment, "No, it's just a struggle for power. After a pause, he said, "The position of that duke is somewhat coveted by some. ”

Olwes shook her head, "You don't have to be so honest with me, Your Highness Frederick. It seems that in my eyes, the aristocratic girls of the imperial capital are carefully cared for outside the intricate network of power. ”

Frederick smiled slightly, like catching a butterfly, and after infinite chase and slipping away from his hands, he finally caught the thoughts of the girl in front of him, he put his hands on the fence steadily, and smiled, "Are you expressing your father's frustration at using you like a vase and a pawn, or are you going to follow in the footsteps of your teacher, the great archmage Kerevina?"

Olwes looked at him in surprise, and finally showed a hint of wariness in her expression to the third prince, who had not taken him to heart until now, and said, "You are a little too smart, Your Highness Frederick. ”

Of course, he knew that the girl in front of him was not a thornless rose, maybe it was still the most thorny one in the empire, and unlike other princes, he was very afraid of pricking his hands, because when people bleed, it hurt, and when they hurt, they lose their minds.

He smiled and raised his hands to show that he was not hostile, "What do you think of the Duchy of Laura?"

Duchy Laura's eyes lit up, and a very rare magic material she needed was in Laura. Suddenly, she looked at the smiling Frederick suspiciously, he shouldn't have even known about it.

The sudden twinkle in Olves' bright eyes was so obvious that Frederick couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart.

The mysterious Manaslu Peak is located in the Principality of Laura, and every year countless adventurers and treasure hunters bring countless riches from the Mysterious Peak, including various rare magical materials, such as the magic core of high-level magical beasts, which also makes the Principality of Lara the fifth holy place in the hearts of magicians.

Olwes had just passed the high-level mage's assessment, and with her temperament, she definitely wanted to travel, and it was undoubtedly a perfect fit for the Principality of Laura, which was adjacent to the Orman Empire and in the south of the empire.

Frederick continued, "Recently, my father has asked me to send an envoy to the Duchy of Laura, if you don't mind, how about going with the legations? ”

Olwees rolled her eyes in her heart, travel and adventure are such things, naturally it is interesting to go alone or with an adventure team, speaking of which she has been framed at home by the teacher for too long, and she misses the few people in the team a little.

Suddenly, she thought of an excellent reason, tilted her head, looked at His Royal Highness Frederick with a puzzled expression, and said, "But the Duchy of Laura, as far as I know, I am afraid that it has not been very stable recently." ”

An embarrassing cold sweat flowed from Frederick's forehead, not only was it not very stable, it was simply on the eve of the bombardment, if it wasn't for this situation, how could he stand out and win the two mountains of politics and love in one fell swoop?

But since she knew it well, how to coax her away was a big problem.

Seeing Olweiss look at him with a more and more sinister smile, he was a little flustered that he had nowhere to dodge, and the clever girl was afraid that she had slowly figured out what he really meant.

Fortunately, at this time, this group of fools came over to help them out of the siege.

The terrace was not so far that the star-like youths, who were mostly swordsmen, could not hear the conversation between Olwes and Frederick, and it was obvious that they were gloating at the rejection of the invitation of the Third Highness, and came over with sneering words.

However, Theodore, the eldest son of the Wettin family, one of the ten major families, still showed a proper demeanor and saluted, "Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, Miss Olves, the ball is about to begin. He then glanced at Frederick with a slight provocation, looked at Olwes with a smile, and said, "Miss Olwes, allow me to invite you to the first dance. ”

Olves, who was anxious to get rid of Frederick, naturally hit it off with him, nodded and gently grabbed his arm, although she sighed a little in her heart at the moment, why did she still dance with boys in this life, but the aristocratic boy with handsome eyebrows and beautiful hair in front of her was obviously much more worthy than the roommates in her previous life.

No, that's not the problem! Olwes felt that her mind, her compromise with the world, was starting to become a little dangerous.

In order to correct her mind in time, she remembered that Viscount Theodore's sister Yuna was a rare beauty in the imperial capital, so she smiled and glanced at Viscount Theodore, who was already a little distraught, and asked softly, "Is your sister Yuna coming to the ball?" ”