At six o'clock in the afternoon, the clock in the dining room struck six times.

Riley Huntleigh, the little princess of the Huntleigh family, has finally appeared at the door.

Dressed in a costume, his face was full of shyness.

Zhao Qian sat in that seat, got up, and pulled the opposite seat for the girl who came in. Outside, a black carriage with the family crest of the Hunt Lai family is parked.

"Jingle bells."

Standing there waiting, the waiter in a bow with a neckline rattle rattled the bell, and a steaming thing was served.

As if he didn't care, he filled the glass of the girl sitting across from him with half an aperitif.

Never planning to act after eating, Zhao Qian glanced at the beautiful girl sitting on the chair and shaking her feet.

Whether it is in terms of the aesthetics of Orientals or Westerners, she is considered a beauty. Especially if there is only light makeup on the face.

"Ding."

With a soft clinking of glasses, Zhao Qian glanced at the girl in front of him. He's definitely not the kind of guy who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman. In fact, he just sighed a little, some people can't marry the girl in front of them, whether she is beautiful or ugly. For example, the young master of the Augst family.

No powerful person would want to see these two forces marry, and there will be another behemoth that could threaten their interests.

A snap of the fingers.

The silver flower was delivered to the foreign nobleman in a formal dress.

Zhao Qian looked at the girl in front of her, she also looked at him intently, but she was more puzzled.

The thing was handed over very directly.

"How about being my dance partner at the prom in the future? That's it, the female companion. ”

He looked at her, quite like the professional style of a local tyrant in the real world. But there is a toughness in the temperament and actions that those people can't learn.

Nodding, the other party looked a little shy.

The food on the table did not move, and Employment only opened a bottle of aperitif.

"It worked."

Secretly said in his heart, he believed that the two people present knew the meaning of this sentence very well. After a while, it is nothing more than an engagement issue that the man's family has to worry about.

And Zhao Qian has been worried about a problem before this.

Actually, he doesn't know how to pick up girls, to be honest.

In the past, when I went out to mingle, those flamboyant women were more like goods, and they only had the right to be chosen. And after he made up his mind to wash his hands and study, he had to work to earn money while attending classes seriously, so how could he have time to study this kind of thing.

In Wang Ming's drunken words, the second brother has always spoken to women first, and then threw money. Straight to the point.

What the kid didn't know was that on a certain night when he had planned to say goodbye to the boy chicken, outside the door of a room where he and a woman had finished bathing, the three enemies who were waiting for him to reach a certain physiological stage of the man made him have the habit of not spending the night outside.

It's never safe at night in Border City.

But he didn't understand that there were many women who ate him.

Like the Western girl sitting at his table now, her pretty little face was flushed with shyness. The smell of food wafting from the restaurant made her put down the bouquet in her hand that many women were crazy about, and the gesture of the left knife and right fork, which she was usually very familiar with, looked a little hurried because of the concern of the guy opposite's eyes.

In the end, it is not deeply involved in the world.

Zhao Qian took a sip of wine from his wine glass and looked at the prompt from the ticket on his wrist.

"Hint: Main quest one, Bloody Romance, has been completed."

"Your hidden talent: Fight Back. Upgraded to Counter Attack Lv2. ”

"Counter Attack (Passive) Lv2: Based on your perception (level 2 display), you have a chance to gain insight into your opponent's attack patterns in battle.

and parry when the opponent is about to deal damage to you (the parry may be broken (level 2 display)) and counterattack the opponent, dealing an additional 25 damage (within your attack range and hitting him)"

Without?

Zhao Qian looked at it again suspiciously, looking a little unaccustomed.

In the past, the main quest three should have been easy to generate, but now, there is nothing.

Something seems wrong.

The girl on the other side seems to have noticed something wrong with her male partner on the other side.

"Zhao, what's wrong?"

She asked with a concerned face, stretched out her hand to touch his face, but was subconsciously grabbed by Zhao Qian.

You can't break free no matter how you earn it.

"It's fine."

For a long time, Zhao Qian said stupidly.

He awkwardly touched the tip of his nose and let go of his hand.

Because it hurt the hand of the girl opposite. In some ways, the two of them never knew each other.

The atmosphere is changing. Silent.

"Sir, you can't go in."

The waiter outside the door tried to stop a guy in a navy uniform outside, but was startled by the man's action of pulling out a flintlock pistol.

A ruthless man who dared to pull out a gun in front of the police station.

Zhao Qian heard the sound and looked over there.

The guy dressed as a soldier clearly didn't understand Galileo, a former marginal figure who had just taken over real power. Or maybe he hadn't taken this miserable sheriff who was bullied by the royal city guards in his eyes.

I saw a man and a woman sitting here.

This tall soldier walked over, but in fact, compared to him, the French people's impression of the navy was not much different from that of a drunkard in a street tavern.

"Baron Zhao?"

The man asked in a questioning tone, but the young nobleman of mixed race in front of him had no intention of standing up.

Or rather, he didn't mean to respect the guy in front of him at all.

Took a sip of an aperitif.

Zhao Qian nodded.

A tight letter of appointment written by the naval officer was placed on the table with a nod of his head. Obviously, there doesn't seem to be a second half-breed in Paris who can drink and dine with the little princess of the Huntleis.

"In accordance with the decision of the Imperial Congress this morning on the military service law for nobles, the Navy Staff has decided to appoint you as the first mate of the Seventh Formation of the Navy, the Brave."

The man gave a standard military salute.

Zhao Qian didn't look at him from beginning to end, he opened the letter of appointment and looked at it.

In my ears was the sound of the ticket, and the choking of the girl on the other side covering her small mouth.

"I'm sorry."