Frederick suddenly understood everything. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He finally knew why Otto had agreed to read his will to him, because Otto knew that Frederick was restrained and could never complete such a perverted trial.

Frederick was suddenly confused again.

He couldn't understand that his grandfather, the noble and dictatorial Grand Duke William, not only surpassed the old emperor Habs III in martial arts, but also overwhelmed the world in his literary talents, daring to travel the mountains and rivers at the age of 60 and write the reactionary masterpiece "Ideal Country". How could such an old duke, who knew the military and politics and geography, make such a bizarre testamentary trial?

Frederick thought bitterly, "What a heinous pervert I have to become, so that the old duke can trust me with the title and the army!"

Grandpa, your tall image suddenly collapsed!

I really thought that you would let me wield a saber and ride a horse to charge, I was ready to be covered in bruises, okay! Why is it such an evil trial when things come to an end! That's a female official, a noble and reserved court lady, there is no difference between violating her and offending the queen regent, okay!

I don't want such an obscene legacy!

Count Frederick was in tears.

Otto looked at Frederick in pain and laughed happily.

Frederick sped towards the gloating Otto, the scarlet Earl's velvet coat scraping the grass into deep scars. Then Frederick pointed angrily at Otto and viciously drew a line with him: "Is this perverted trial teasing me? I can't make a choice at all! I don't choose any of them!

Otto jumped ecstatically, clapped his hands innocently and laughed: "Has my brother given up? If you withdraw from the testamentary trial halfway, it is equivalent to giving up the qualification of the heir." As the second in line to the throne, I will be able to inherit the title of hereditary earl, inherit an unknown huge amount of family property, and gain the allegiance of all the armies and vassals......!

"Wait!" Frederick blurted out, "To give up the choice is to lose the right to inherit?"

"Oh, stupid brother, you never made the right choice. Otto smiled softly and looked at Frederick with pity in his heart, like an angel concerned about human suffering: "Even 'eating a red bean smoothie or eating a mung bean smoothie' can make you struggle for ten minutes." If war comes, it is estimated that when the enemy is surrounded by the enemy, you are still hesitating whether the light cavalry should charge. ”

"The light cavalry of Fort William did not have the specialized armor of the Knights, and they would all die if they charged. Frederick tried to argue.

"If they don't break through a bloody path, all mechanics, heavy crossbowmen, and light infantry will all die. Otto said softly: "Will you be wiped out, or will you be formed into a death squad to die?" You don't have the basic qualities of a leader, and you simply can't make that choice. So you better kill yourself by cutting your wrists early, you have the position of the eldest son. ”

"It has nothing to do with sniffing Lily's bra, does it?" Frederick pushed his brother angrily, "You're embarrassing me at all!"

"No, the trial was made by my grandfather, and I just surrendered to the will of my ancestors and fought for the inheritance as best I could. Otto was shoved and staggered backwards, but smiled kindly in disapproval: "Brother, you can't even handle this kind of pediatric choice, you are not suitable to be the eldest son, and you are not suitable to inherit the governance of Fort William's Bafaria region." You should stop the precipice and withdraw from the trial as soon as possible, I will take care of my brother's food, clothing and daily life, and take good care of my brother. ”

Otto handed over a tender autumn wave, like a girl gazing at the veins, Frederick's skin was trembling with electricity, half of his body was crisp off, the sense of crisis made him blush and his heart beat, and he immediately shook his head to warn himself: "That's your brother, but he looks more delicate, Frederick, calm down! He just uses his innate advantage to bewitch you!" Thinking that Otto's chest is always beating with a heart that murders his own brother, Frederick took two steps back vigilantly, and repeated numbly in his mouth: "No, I will not give up the inheritance." I'm not going to quit the trial, never. ”

"Even if it falls into the hands of the enemy, you will be raised to be strong!, Otto, you mad bastard!" Frederick thought worriedly.

Otto tiptoed behind Frederick: "Then you go quickly, Lily is leaving." ”

Frederick turned his head to see that Lily had finished her daily rounds, a little sleepy, with her hands behind her waist, her long sleeves like a skirt falling behind her white legs, and with her reserved steps, she and the maid walked to the royal carriage in the distance, leaving a graceful and slender back.

Frederick knew why he was intimidated, for he was panicking, not only because the trial was too demanding, but also because Lily was too pretty, and those offensive words were unspeakable. As if throwing a cigarette butt on a messy street doesn't give you a sense of guilt, but a long, spotlessly clean street will make you feel deterred from throwing garbage. And the elegant and charming lady Lily is the spotless long street, and no one wants to offend her cleanliness.

"Eight minutes and thirty-six seconds remaining. "Otto, fearing that the world will not be chaotic, timed the time carefully. The heartbeat of the Van Knight nobles is extremely stable, and the ability to keep time is comparable to that of a mechanical clock.

Frederick was so anxious that he didn't care, and chased after him with the red velvet Count's coat, and called the court lady who had left Pianpian to leave: "Please wait a moment, honorable ...... Dear Lord Lily!"

Otto looked out from afar, his chin propped up, smiling expectantly.

When Lily heard the article "respectful", her ears pricked up, she really turned to look at Frederick, her chest trembled when she stopped, her sleeves folded in front of her to cover her bare legs, and she opened her eyes innocently and asked curiously, "Your Highness the Earl?"

Frederick slowed down, trying to look into Lily's sparkling eyes, and stopped, blushing and pleading, "No offense, can you ......?"

Halfway through his words, he couldn't speak as if he was choking, as if the words below were fish bones, stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit out. He tried to spur himself on, desperately trying to finish this sentence:

"No offense, can you...... Can you ......?"

But no matter how much he refueled, he couldn't say the next sentence, and when he wanted to say it, he stopped abruptly halfway through his words.

Seeing him slurching, Lily couldn't help frowning and wondering, showing a lovely seriousness, and asked repeatedly: "His Royal Highness the Earl?"

Frederick was too young to grow a beard yet, and his blush was palpable. He coughed at his fist and decided to create an environment for the crime: "I need a little privacy...... The maid will stand down first. ”

The 16-year-old court maid bowed her head and stuck out her tongue, holding an umbrella and obediently retreating.

Lily suddenly found herself alone with the Count, and she became inexplicably nervous, and her heart trembled so fast that she heard her teeth chatter. Frederick thought that she was afraid of the cold from the rain, and resented that he had repelled her umbrella, so he quickly took off the red velvet earl's coat, skillfully waved the gold silk coat onto the female officer's shoulders and hung it, and finally broke the awkward silence: "This rain has not stopped, you should not stand on the grass for too long." ”