Who knows, it was Eliza who rescued him. The little princess rushed over at once, put her arms around Martin, and grimaced at her sister: "Hmph! Sister, this is fate! Martin is mine, no one is allowed to rob it!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar at first, and then showed a smile of understanding.

12-year-old Eliza is still a standard underage and is completely understandably childish. In her opinion, Martin is not only her future husband, but also the existence of the most beloved toys and the like. She has such a little temper, and others really can't do anything about her.

Martin...... Martin felt like his arm was already like a hot dog.

It's cool!

Vivien also seemed to notice that there was something wrong with her words, and she used the reason Martin thought of to cover it up: "No! I just want to say that if Martin had come out sooner, the people of Bakaria would not have suffered so much." ”

The same thing Martin can't say, but Vivien doesn't. They are both royal families, so their positions are naturally different.

What else could Martin do?

With an embarrassed smile!

At this time, King Keane, the fat bear, came over, slapped Martin on the shoulder, and then, without any aristocratic elegance and demeanor, directly hugged Martin's neck from the other side, and laughed: "Hahaha! Who told my ancestors that they didn't have that strength or luck! Anyway, the great merit of exterminating Gentry will definitely be recorded in my biography, and no one can take away this credit!"

"Poof!" both princesses laughed.

A vassal of a vassal is not a vassal of the king.

The great deeds of the king's vassals are added to the king's head without any problem.

This is the typical rule of a vassal system.

When the king said this, everyone applauded enthusiastically and smiled.

Over the past thousand years, human territory has been invaded many times, and orcs, beastmen, and evil orcs with stronger chaotic attributes have ...... Most of them are repulsed, and even few are defeated, let alone completely destroyed.

The hardcore Lorraine family of the royal party wiped out the skull-splitting clan for the knights with the king, and no matter what, it will leave a strong mark for the king in the history books. In addition, Martin also gave a huge dowry of millions of gold coins, and now Wang Dang is pleasing to the eye no matter how he looks at Martin.

Of course, the other great nobles of the Kout Province were a little cold-eyed.

This is politics, it is not okay to bet on both sides, and if you get praise from one side, you will definitely offend the other side.

Martin doesn't care, no matter what era it is, there are always more guys who have pink eye, hate people who hate wealth and hate, and people who hate poverty than Quada who blesses people.

As much as there is achievement, there are as many people as envy and jealousy.

Since the Duke of Lorraine, the cheap father, is an out-and-out royal party, then the attacks from other big nobles are naturally borne by the royal party, and he just has to open up the territory. Anyway, the taxes paid to the king in those years were unusually light, and even if they did not make false accounts, they were only one-tenth of the income.

Back in his own territory, Martin is the Emperor of the Earth.

Thinking that his betrothed partner turned out to be a childlike Lori, Martin couldn't help but feel better.

The focus of the evening dance party was naturally dancing, and it was Eliza who danced with him.

Thinking that he came back twice and led the dance twice, Martin felt a little embarrassed.

Melodious music sounded, and Eliza, who had changed into a fiery red low-cut evening dress, danced in Martin's footsteps. Martin could clearly feel that she was nervous.

"Your Highness, don't be nervous, I'm not an orc, so I won't swallow you in one gulp. Martin whispered in Eliza's ear.

"No, I just, just...... It's so happy, a little overwhelmed......" With that, as if plucking up courage, Eliza brought her body closer to Martin.

was held against his chest and abdomen by two elastic cantaloupe, Martin almost became evil on the spot, and had to say something in his heart: "I'm not Lolicon...... I'm not...... I'm Lori......"

After a dance, Martin waited almost as if fleeing for the next person to ask him to dance.

Martin knew exactly what kind of influence he was at home - young and golden, handsome and dashing, and soon a powerful Grand Duke. If you put it before the crossing, it is simply a male god in the entertainment industry plus a corrupt prince, plus the triple identity of a Middle Eastern tyrant dog.

It's normal to cause girls to scream wherever they go.

Princess Eliza had just reluctantly left here, and there was already a crowd of people, and the sound of dense high heels was loud. Looking at the past, even if the light was not too bright, Martin still saw dozens of pairs of white flowers, jumping and pressing towards him.

But in the next moment, tens of thousands of people retreated.

Martin was dumbfounded.

Because he saw that it was Princess Vivien, wearing an extremely beautiful white dress, elegantly lifting the hem of the skirt, and walking towards him.

This...... What is the rhythm of this?

The beautiful princess walked up to Martin with lotus steps and gracefully raised her hand in a feminine arc.

"Dear Hero Bakaria, can you dance with Vivien?"

This time, Martin clearly felt a hateful gaze that almost condensed into murderous intent. He glanced at it, and when he saw the thin young aristocratic man with curly blonde hair, he suddenly felt a little colorblind!

How do you seem to see a green light like a prairie?

Ladies invite dancers, men can't refuse, especially, it's the princess who comes!

"It is my honor to be able to dance with His Highness. Martin 'did his duty,' smiling and putting his paw around the princess's waist.

The touch is very soft, typical of the waist of an aristocratic woman. Unlike those who are not tall enough, the waist seal is made up, and the so-called slim waist is strangled with a leather waist seal and a rope, and the ribs are deformed through long-term bondage, Princess Vivien's waist is really thin.

Even though he was just hugging someone's waist and feeling the softness of his other hand, Martin was already a little distracted.

Martin noticed that the woman's other hand was supposed to be on the man's shoulder when she danced, but Princess Vivien chose to put it on Martin's chest. This gave Martin a place to use the pectoral muscles that he had 'trained' through the God-given amplification.

The music is beautiful, and it interferes with people's hearing very well, masking what Vivien says to Martin.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother you. But I was about to lose my control. Vivien jerked her head up, her blue eyes staring directly at Martin.

At the moment when the four eyes met, there was a heat in the eyes of the intellectual spirit: "If it weren't for some damn minister who forced my father three months ago, then the princess who married you would be me, not my sister Eliza." I used to not believe in the tragedy of the heroines of the knights. When I knew you took Ggent, I knew what I was missing. ”