Ball, ball, great ball, let the pigeon go and proclaim my word.

The day after arriving in the imperial capital, Julian ordered Sebas to prepare for the ball.

"Remember to invite Her Royal Highness Princess Lygia. Julian admonished.

With Julian's order, the servants in the palace were busy, and they went to the mansions of various nobles in the imperial capital with Julian's invitations.

"I can't wait to hold a dance party when I first arrive, Julian, you really like to be lively. Rosalind said.

"It's so deserted in the mansion now, it's good to be bustling once in a while. ”

Rosalind couldn't deny it, "But it's also good for you to make friends with the heirs of those great nobles." ”

The inheritance of property can be passed on directly, but the power is not sustainable. Power is the relationship between people, and the relationship between the two is the product of a long-term tacit understanding, and is finally taken for granted. Just as aristocrats are born nobles, commoners are born commoners, and slaves are born slaves, unless there is a major social change, this social relationship will be passed on.

So within the system, personnel is everything!

The reason why bastards are hated is because they appear outside the rules, they will encroach on the legitimate rights of others, usurp the position that others deserve, if a bastard son is born out of nowhere, and if he takes the property and status that originally belonged to the first heir, then this fear is spreading, because the heirs of any family do not want the same thing to happen to them, so they will definitely support the expelled legitimate heir.

Perhaps Duke McCarvey will take advantage of the loopholes in the rules and use clever and unexpected ways to give Sean the legal inheritance, but if Sean's inheritance cannot be recognized by the entire aristocratic class, it will be tantamount to losing all the previous achievements.

The reason why Julian will show his identity with great fanfare is to deeply imprint this stereotype in the hearts of everyone, only Julian McCarvey is the legitimate first heir to the McCarvey family, and anyone who denies it is a confrontation against the aristocratic stage.

After all, people are everything!

Julian had already figured out the worst, and if Sean succeeded in ascending to the throne of Duke of Fury, he would lead the army back to the south with the help of the Emperor. But this is a situation that McCarvey does not want to see, because it will inevitably mean that he will have to make compromises and concessions to the royal family, and it is to be expected that it will cost him. The royal family has always been unhappy with the excessive power of the aristocracy that is difficult to control.

After receiving Julian's invitation, Lygia smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency McCarvey, I will definitely go to the appointment when the time comes." ”

"If you want to come to the humble house, my master will be very happy. ”

Sebas complimented Lygia on her beauty, "I'll go back and tell my master the good news now." And he departed.

"Julian McCarvey, the one who woke up from the grave and rose from the dead?!" said the young man sitting next to Lygia excitedly.

"Hmm. At least that's what I've seen. Lycia said.

"This man must be favored by fate, otherwise how could such a miracle happen!" said the young man enviously.

"yes, I think it's incredible. Although doctors have always claimed that it was a miscalculation caused by a medical error, it still feels amazing in retrospect. Lygia took a sip of her tea, and the scene of that day was vivid, and the horror still echoed in Lygia's chest.

"Lycia, can you take me into the ball? I want to know him, he must be a very interesting person. ”

"This.... Claude, don't you hate balls like that?"

"I'm not going to go inside the house, I'm going to hide in the garden of the courtyard and you'll find a way to lead him through. ”

"Okay. ”

Although Claude is Ricia's brother, Ligia can't bear to refuse her.

The ball went on as scheduled, and the carriages of the invited nobles surrounded the McCarvey family's mansion, and everyone wanted to befriend the noble-born young man.

Lygia stepped out of the carriage from the maid's arms, with a slender neck as white as a swan, her long silky hair combed into a high bun, a flower-adorned headdress, and a yellow rose-colored tutu with a bow that danced like a butterfly.

The moment Lygia stepped out of the carriage, she amazed everyone, the pearl of the empire, the emperor's favorite daughter, a woman with both appearance and wisdom.

The nobles nodded to her one after another, and the nobles of the imperial capital knew a little about the fact that Urban II had once married Lizia to Julian, but Julian suddenly had a serious illness, and finally died.

"Your Royal Highness Princess Lygia, the bright moon in the sky will be ashamed to see your beauty. Julian walked quickly up to Lygia, overflowing with praise in his barren words.

Lycia smiled and curtsied to Julian, "Long time no see, Mr. McCarvey. ”

"Come in, the night wind is cold. As I said, you must be the protagonist of the night. ”

"In terms of beauty, those women around you won't lose to me. Lycia teased.

Julian looked embarrassed, he was indeed surrounded by too many women, he laughed a few times, and led Lygia into the hall.

When the last guest arrived, the glitzy music of aristocratic life was played, and the hall was full of laughter.

Julian walked straight to Lygia's side and held out his hand to invite, "Can I have the honor of being your dance partner tonight?" ”

Julian's eyes were full of tenderness, as if she was vulgar with affection, and Lyria bowed her head shyly and took Julian's hand.

The two nobles danced under the dazzling crystal lamp, and although Ligia was wearing silk gloves on her hands, Julian felt a little sorry, but the slender waist and snow-white breasts still made Yuri feel at ease, and he endured the excitement in his heart and took just the right steps.

But not everyone will be happy, Charlotte turned down several men's invitations in a row, and looked angrily at Julian, who was dancing with Ligia in the middle of the dance floor, as if tears were about to burst out of her eyes.

"Miss, can I have the honor to .......?"

"Get out!"

Charlotte was like a little she-cat who had been robbed of her food and was so angry that she gritted her teeth and had a fierce face.

The young nobleman who was forced back by Charlotte's inexplicable roar was stunned, and he couldn't react for a while, Charlotte saw that the other party had not left for a long time, and squinted at the young nobleman with cold eyes, and said:

"Sir, I'm not in the mood to dance right now, please leave!"

The young nobleman apparently did not expect such a cruel refusal, and returned to his companions with a whimsical whim, causing laughter.

At this time, Rosalinde, who was also annoyed by the male aristocracy who was as attentive as a bee collecting honey, walked to Charlotte's side, saw Charlotte's sad face, sighed, and said, "Charlotte, let's dance." ”