"Carlos, you're so rude!" Leander angrily rebuked.

"Alas........"

Carlos couldn't understand why Leander was suddenly furious, and was about to retort, when suddenly Leander raised his face and slapped Carlos on the cheek, "Shut up." ”

A crisp, loud slap rang out, and the other guests at the ball lowered their eyes and snooped at the brothers Leander and Carlos.

Carlos's frivolous style is completely contrary to the steady Leander, although he usually respects Leander as an elder brother, but Carlos is still furious when he suddenly receives a slap.

Seeing that a quarrel was about to break out between the two brothers, Yurian intervened between the two and interrupted: "Leander, don't be angry, I don't hate Carlos's straightforward personality. ”

But how can I tolerate someone trying to get their hands on me, has anyone ever heard of someone being able to take food from a lion's mouth, can someone take out the prey that a snake has swallowed into its belly without disemboweling it? Julian cannot tolerate such disrespect.

"Carlos, do you like Christine?"

"The first time I saw a glittering woman, the arrow of love struck me in the heart at once. Carlos marveled at Christine's beauty.

"You want her?" said Julian with a smile.

"It was love at first sight. ”

Julian dragged Christine, who was pale and pale to the side, and said to Carlos, "Don't joke with you at first, who would have thought you would take it seriously." ”

"Christine is my father's canonized baroness of court, a true nobleman, even if I have the power to give a true nobleman as a slave. Unless......."

Julian smiled, "Christine is willing to go with you." Christine, would you like to go with Carlos?"

Christine shook her head suddenly, she didn't believe that this demon would be so generous, he would give himself to others, and Julian was her only support now, she was afraid that Julian would abandon herself, those beautiful round eyes were full of crystal tears, Chu Chu was pitiful and pitiful, "I want to follow the adult for the rest of my life." ”

"Look, Carlos, I never forced her. ”

Carlos sighed wistfully and left the hall.

"I'm sorry, Carlos was so rude. Leander apologized to Julian for his brother's rudeness.

Julian was just about to accept Leander's apology, when Rosalind suddenly said: "Leander, I don't want to see this kind of thing a second time, Christine can't help but be the baroness canonized by my father, Duke McCarvey, and also my friend." ”

"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry. ”

Although Leander was older than Rosalind, every time he stood in front of Rosalind, Leander felt an invisible pressure, and Rosalind's cold gaze made him even more frightened.

"What a nuisance, young master. Charlotte muttered.

"Carlos just has a special way of dealing with the world. ”

"The young master is deceiving himself again. ”

The banquet to welcome the Mogg siblings ended unhappily, and perhaps the only one who was happy was Freya.

"Damn, if it weren't for Berrilang's sake, I should have killed him with one sword. Julian poured out his anger at Sebas with nowhere to vent.

"Young master, you are not a good person, after all, you are calculating other people's sisters. Sebas teased.

"I'm just introducing you. ”

"Edgar's noble character must make every woman polite, and graceful speech and handsome appearance are poison to any woman, and if you push her into Edgar's arms, Miss Freya will have nowhere to escape. ”

It was only his mother's relationship that Julian could not fully trust Berrilang, and he decided to use Freya to tie the Mogg family to his chariot completely.

Sebas blew out the candles in the room and exited the room, smiling wickedly in the darkness, his crow seeing everything, and Freya had sunk.

For the girl who suddenly accosted him, Edgar didn't know the girl's true identity at all, and only thought that she was an ordinary aristocratic girl.

Freya asks Edgar about the decisive battle between the army of Karazan and the army of Cameste on the Plains of Dawn.

Good literary literacy allows Edgar to tell the great battle on the Dawn Plains in a humorous and witty tone, which is not so tragic, as if it is full of romantic heroism.

"Edgar, why don't you talk about your exploits?" asked Freya.

"I just did the little things. Edgar said humbly, his noble nature meant that he was never proud of his achievements.

Edgar's humility added to Freya's favor, and wasn't that what true knights were, who endured loneliness alone, silently guarded women and children, did not fight for favor, did not seek power, but used their strong bodies to stand in the way of all suffering. Sacrifice and dedication are the most romantic qualities.

"I've heard that you've led all your cavalry to crush Casterme's army from the flanks. ”

"It was all thanks to the trust of Lord Earl that I was able to find the opportunity to break through. ”

"I want to see you on the Dawn Plains. Freya said wistfully.

He's being humble again.

"Miss, war is not as romantic as you imagined, the battlefield is only horrific stumps and broken arms, and a wail that will not be dispersed for a long time like a curse, I sincerely hope that you will never set foot on the battlefield, because I set foot on the battlefield to protect people like you. The thought of the hellish battlefield on the Plains of Dawn added a touch of melancholy to Edgar's brow.

The knight, a true knight, more noble, more handsome and extraordinary than the Edman knight, Freya's face was slightly red. (Edmund Knight, the protagonist of Freya's chivalric novels, is seen by her as a model of knighthood.) ）

Freya couldn't help but take a small step forward, trying to tell Edgar of her identity, but fate arranged for her to accidentally fall and crash into Edgar's arms.

"Miss Freya, are you alright?" asked Edgar, not in the slightest smug at a woman's embrace, but with concern.

"Please keep it like this, my foot is twisted and hurts. Freya decided to tell a little lie.

"Good. ”

In this way, the two hugged in the cold wind for a full ten minutes before Freya reluctantly left Edgar's broad chest.

"My name is Freya, and I hope to see you here tonight. ”

The girl made a promise to the knight and left, as if it were not real.

If the encounter between Freya and Edgar has the romantic flavor of classicism, then the relationship between Julian and Christine is a picture of critical realism.

"Oh, Christine, behold my galloping, I am your knight, you are my foal. ”

Julian lashed mercilessly on Christine, the sound of flesh colliding with the seductive shyness.......