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Seeing his colleagues and His Majesty the King talking and laughing to their heart's content, Demeyer, as the deputy commander of the Imperial Field Army, couldn't let his mood cheer up.

For at this feast he saw again the hateful woman, the only duchess of the Empire, Duke Marcelles, or his sister-in-law, Madame Dosaigon. His elder brother Briny Dosigon was once the leading military commander of the empire, and the command and planning before the battle were all excellent, and he was praised by the previous king as a genius who was rare in military affairs for a hundred years, and since graduating from the Imperial Military Academy, he enlisted in the army to fight for the country, and has been in the army for more than 40 years, and has experienced no less than 1,000 battles of all sizes, which can be said to have made great contributions to the empire.

In the end, he was the commander of the Imperial Field Army, the Generalissimo, and was made a duke by the current King Vincent twenty years ago, and he himself regarded his brother as a role model since he was a child, and has been following in his footsteps to join the army.

Ten years ago, the Imperial Army's 'Strategic Fox' was assassinated during a parade, and one of the most brilliant figures in the Imperial Army fell.

When he mourned the death of his loved ones, Demeyer also inherited his brother's legacy. It stands to reason that at this point, a legendary story has been formed and can be passed on to future generations. But there is a fly in the ointment, and there are always some unsatisfactory regrets. He has always been in favor of all his brother's decisions, but he is not impressed with his love life.

Because the leader of the Imperial Army actually has a lover who was born as a courtesan, this is a situation that no one can believe, but the absurd thing is that whether you believe it or not, this is the truth.

It is really incredible that a man who is as cunning as a fox in military affairs can be so reckless and rash in love.

But marriage is a personal matter after all, and Brini is very sure of his choice, so even the monarch can't stop the union of the two, because after all, the parties themselves are not afraid of losing face, and outsiders have no room to beak.

Demeyer quarreled with his brother a lot for this, and even almost fought with each other. But in the end, it had little effect, and he could only accept this fact, and although he had been at odds with his brother for more than 30 years, at least the relationship between people on face remained peaceful...... Until the assassination of the elder brother.

Because the Britneys have never been able to have children, according to the laws of the Empire, the title will be inherited to Marcelles as his wife after his brother's death, and Demeyer, as a blood brother, is naturally a little resentful, but it is only a little bit of thought.

The men in the army who have always regarded themselves as standing up to the sky think that the title and official position should be obtained from the battle formation by their own brave fighting, although the title obtained from the family background is easy, it is not something to show off and be proud of, and the second ancestor of the gentleman has always been despised, so Demeyer didn't care too much about it.

But the former sister-in-law's behavior after the death of her brother is cold, after the attack on the lord, not only announced the restoration of the surname and title when she was unmarried, but also began to mingle in various public occasions immediately after the mourning period, and showed her feminine charm, like a bright courtesan!

Many people thought that his brother was unworthy, that he had married an ominous slut, and that he had turned his nostalgia for his brother into a full of anger, and that he wanted to kill the woman who had disgraced his beloved brother's reputation, but she had become a duke, and even if she was virtuous and had not broken the law, he had nothing to do.

What's even more depressing is that every time he encounters a large-scale event like now, he has to see this hateful girl who doesn't abide by women's morals flashing in front of his eyes, and his heart is really as disgusting as eating flies.

Thinking of such a thought, the expression on his face became more and more distorted, and suddenly a large hand slapped him on the shoulder.

"Boy, why be so old at such a young age, there are annoying things anytime and anywhere, just don't think about him, don't be like that mother-in-law!" Alphonse's rough voice was very useful to his ears, and then he felt a warm current welling up in his heart when he looked at the concerned eyes of his colleagues around him.

Why bother with yourself about this, since the woman has no morals and integrity, the brother's reputation will be guarded by himself, and he will work hard to make meritorious contributions so as not to fall into the name of his brother.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a small commotion from his colleagues around him, and looked back at everyone's eyes, and found Duchess Marcelles walking towards him with a wine glass.

The graceful figure stood still in front of the person, and the sandalwood mouth opened lightly:

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but is the Deputy Commander okay?"

"Hmph, I haven't had a day of inner peace since my brother died, unlike you!, by the way, if you have a knack for teaching me how to be as hard-hearted and heartless as you!" said Demeyer.

His tone and words pierced his heart, but the other party's graceful face was only lightly frowned, and he still said gently:

"I'm afraid the deputy commander has an opinion about me, but I understand this, after all, the relationship between you two brothers is very good......"

"Marcelles!" exclaimed, Demeyer.

"How dare you speak so frivolously of your brother, who is so affectionate to you, and yet so ruthless, is your heart made of stone and soaked in the venom of a femme and scorpion for many years?"

"Whatever you think, I've never done anything to be sorry for my deceased husband!"

"Yes, then why can't I see a little bit of your feelings for your brother, you vicious woman will definitely be punished by the gods!"

Demeyer's cold words made the scene frighteningly quiet for a while.

And it just so happened that a waiter came over with food, and the rough Alphonse rarely made a delicate statement to relieve the embarrassment:

"Okay, let's not say a word, Your Majesty is still here, what has become of it!

This is a delicacy specially prepared by His Majesty, hurry up and try it...... Alas, this is a new trick, and it looks good!"

As he spoke, he found the waiter next to him to get the food, and the tray was presented with the flower-shaped dessert that Foster had shown to the head manager Lloyd before.

Now that Alphonse had moved Vincent out, everyone had to save face, so they tasted the exquisite dim sum one after another.

Marcelles also gracefully put a cool, crystal clear flower into his mouth.

The sour aroma of the fruit, the sweetness of the syrup of the boiled petals, and the slight bitterness of the cocoa beans combined into an indescribable delicacy that hit the taste buds, and then a picture unfolded in her mind:

Spring flowers bloom, the breeze is washing, the petals and pear blossoms are scattered, a pair of young men and women hug each other and look at each other, the dark fragrance drifts, the most is the endless tenderness;

Time flies, and the falling flowers are still pity; the years are like water, and I never thought that the temporary farewell is eternal. The true meaning of God is unpredictable, since it has arranged the rubbing shoulders of this life, but it is reluctant to fulfill it forever.

Marcelles, who came back to his senses, felt as if something was attached to his face, and stroked it with his hand, only to find that he had inadvertently burst into tears.

(End of chapter)

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