When Yar was gone, the air in Lance and Olves' attic was as heavy as water.

It was still a sunny afternoon, but Orwes was not even in the mood to drink coffee, "Ranster, have you finished your father's business, I will leave the imperial capital tomorrow, I don't think you need to follow me anymore, the Duke's palace in Florida Province has probably prepared an envoy for you." ”

Ranster slowly stretched out his right hand and spread it, and a gold leaf in his palm landed on the table with a crisp sound.

"What is this?", Olwess frowned, looking at Lancet warily, "what the hell are you doing again?"

"Don't you wonder what I did?"

"I'm not curious, Lancet, I don't have anything to do with half a bronze tower shield. ”

Ranster looked at the girl who was already on the same page as him and was silent for a while, and then another gold leaf leaked from his fingertips and landed on the table, "It's a pity that it has something to do with you, or the kind of thing that you hate." ”

"On the second Sunday of each month, His Majesty Emperor Hadi Dempsch holds the "Moonlight Ball", and everyone in the hall, from ministers to guards and guests, will receive gold leaves after an elegant afternoon tea as a proof of participation in the banquet in the evening. ”

"Is this a premeditated calculation?, Lancelot?", Olves's eyes almost burst into flames, "What if I don't go?"

"But I've taken two gold leaves, Miss Olwes, and if you don't go, I'm sure all the magnates of the Manchu dynasty will know that the eldest daughter of the Goldmers family left the capital before the Emperor's banquet, and perhaps this act is not enough to be summed up in the word faux pas. Lenster calmly picked up the gold leaf back in his hand.

The tablecloth was crumpled by Olves's hand at the creaking sound, and she wanted to teach this vile man a lesson with her wand, but she had already realized that she was no match for him.

Despite his various bad qualities that are contrary to those of the knights, arrogance, recklessness, and irritability do not appear in him, and the layout of her battle will only be contemptuously ridiculed by him from a downward perspective.

"Did Duke Kellogg tell you how much I hate dresses?", Olwes calmed down suddenly, and her bright blue eyes pierced deep into Lenster's eyes, trying to see the mastermind behind it.

"I know a little, miss. "You and your father, Duke Kellogg, in the presence of your teacher, Archmage Carryvanna, have made an agreement or a bargain in exchange for the necessary social acts for the conveniences of the Goldmers family. ”

"I am convinced that you are an independent and resourceful person, and it is a pity that it was my Lanster's idea to participate in the banquet, not your father, and I am sure that the Duke will appreciate my decision when he learns of it. ”

"You shameless vile villain!", Olwei roared with no grace.

"Yes, I am, Miss. Lancelot straightened the cup and saucer that had been broken in half on his face and put it back, and said with a smile, "So are you going or not going to the banquet tonight?"

Olwes glared at Lance for a long time before finally sitting back in her chair weakly, "I'm going to kill you with my own hands, Lancet." ”

Lancet left a piece of the gold leaf and turned away, he wiped the blood oozing from the wound on his forehead, and instead of saying anything about ten years from now, he said with a slight lightheartedness, "I look forward to the day, Miss Olwes. ”

Tonight was obviously several times busier than usual, and the maids in the palace were climbing the stairs trying their best to polish the crystal chandelier brighter, in a sense, the chandelier in the palace was not fundamentally different from the chandelier of the Marquis of Roth's house, perhaps the difference was more and bigger, more refined and more luxurious.

Most of the attendants were preparing and arranging the decorations, food, and drinking utensils for the ball, but alas, they bumped into each other from time to time, of course, because of the ass of the pretty maids who knelt on the floor and arranged the carpets.

"Be careful, Arnold, and you, Charlie!", a maid with long brown wavy hair frowned, and said with some grumbling, "I really don't know what you're all doing, the ball should start in an hour, and the big guys should be in half an hour later, I don't want to be whipped by the court chief!"

"Shhhhh ”

Arnold looked at Charlie with a smile and gestured to Polina's half-exposed white breasts, but for some reason why the threat of the hundred whips was much greater than the sweetness of the wonderful mountains or for some other reason, Charlie did not answer him, but sighed.

"The Goldemers are coming, Arnold, this banquet is not the same as last month, and we had better be careful. Charlie's face was full of sadness, and tonight's work seemed endless.

"The Goldmores!!" Polina whispered in a frightened voice, "My parents said that the Duke of that family was a butcher, but he was also a hero of the Ottoman Empire. ”

Arnold glanced at the two talkative partners in surprise, "Every nobleman is a butcher, Polina. But don't you know that the Duke didn't come, but her daughter?", Arnold sighed and shook his head, as one of the vast servants of the royal family, he was obviously dissatisfied with their loneliness.

He, Charlie and Polina stooped down to the luxurious long table with no end in sight, Arnold lined up champagne glasses, red wine glasses, white wine glasses, sherry glasses, and port wine glasses, while Charlie arranged the delicate tableware, and Polina lit the beautiful candlelight.

As the focus of the feast was on the ball, the heavy and unappreciated work of the feast was all on the three of them, and they were silenced, and only when Arnold pushed the silver cart and listened to its thick, harmonious sound on the carpet as it departed, did he feel a little lightened and pleasant.

By the time everything was completed, the three banquet halls in the palace were already shining from beginning to end, and the brilliant and beautiful lights sprinkled on every clean corner, from the hollow vases of Lampot to the mysterious porcelain of the Far East, from the magnificent murals of more than ten meters long to the portraits of the emperors of the past dynasties, the attendants and maids passed here many times, and they still felt shocked.

As if it has been precipitated by history, every place in this hall is melodious with a mellow aroma, which makes people want to immerse themselves in it and study deeply. Compared with this, the tower of wine glasses that stands tall and resembles a crystal tower pales in comparison, like a passer-by in this world, just a moment.

The orderly but still chaotic noise grew closer, and Arnold and his little friends hurried to leave, they were the last to be arranged, and the next work was carried out by another group of nobles.

I don't know what slowed his pace a little, and his eyes looked longingly, enviously, and curiously at the door of the open hall, where the lights were most concentrated.

Handsome aristocratic young men of all colors in evening and court dresses embraced a young girl in a moment of joy, and even the knights in shining armor forgot their duties and followed closely behind, leaving behind their Emperor Majesty and the other noble maidens who had been forgotten by the noble boys.

His footsteps involuntarily stopped, and the arched aristocratic girl in a large red and gold trailing gown swallowed up all colors like a brilliant sea of stars, and every inch of her fair skin became more lovely under the red and yellow light.

Her peerless face and slender posture were enough to make her stand out from everyone with a squinting look, but at the moment her embarrassed but polite smile clearly revealed a bit of boredom and boredom.

Arnold almost wanted to run up and kneel down and kiss her hand, and there was a heartfelt exchange of songs and tears. However, he clearly did not forget his identity, and only regained half of his mind, and left in a trance, muttering in a tone of regret and regret, "Another canary....."

His Majesty Hardy Denpsch was not angry that Olveis had usurped the limelight, and he smiled and talked to his subjects, the guests, and he and the great nobles watched with a loving gaze as their children were as enthusiastic as they had been in their youth, chasing after the most delicate flowers in the garden.

It has to be said that Kellogg gave birth to a good daughter, and with the flower of empire like Olves, Hardy Denpsch can see the obsessive and amazed expressions of the guests. He hid a trace of arrogance in his warm eyes, because everything in this hall, together with the ancient nobles and excellent subjects in the hall, was he, this generation of Harman Emperors, created a great country!

Hardy Dempsch felt that it was time to mark another military feat for himself in the annals of history, as Kellogg Aiqing had proposed, with him as the spear of the empire, why should the southern frontier be afraid?

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

Hardy Denpsch finally noticed the soft shout of the old minister beside him, and smiled, "What's the matter? Duke Hanseatic?"

Hansa smiled slightly, obviously noticing the Emperor's distraction just now, and said, "Is Your Majesty also looking at that little girl from the Goldmers?"

Emperor Hadi Denpusch understood the meaning of his words, and shook his head with a deep meaning in his eyes, "Hansea, this is the carnival of their young people. Everything at this Moonlight Ball is a gift from me, and we must leave some room for these young people to shine. ”

Hansa smiled thoughtfully and nodded, "The old minister understands. He paused and looked at Olweiss, "But that girl from the Goldmers family seems to be out of her mind, and your high-profile third prince is among them." ”

Hadi Dempu took a sip of Hennessy cognac and said, "She just needs to be in her vase." The first love is only meaningful if it is bitter, and young people always have to suffer some setbacks to know how to grow. Not to mention. ”

The Emperor smiled meaningfully, and said, "Hansea, do you think that the spear on which I rely the most, Kellogg, the lion of the Empire, will scatter flags at random on the chessboard? ”