September 1, 1379 in the Medland Glory calendar.

The chaos of Loeffgang, under the joint efforts of the Duke of Ross and the Marquis of Seaark, was strongly crushed.

Things haven't come to a conclusion yet, but Joe has returned to Tulum Harbor.

In the afternoon, in the main house of the Ritu family in the mid-levels, on the large grass, white long canopies are lined up, and below are long white tables, which are filled with all kinds of delicate snacks, as well as countless fine wines and juice drinks.

Dressed waiters and maids stand by with a smile on their faces, ready to provide perfect and attentive service.

In the trees in the distance, the guards, who were also wearing crisp uniforms but with a sinister look on their faces, were slowly patrolling around with cigarettes in their mouths.

From the port of Tulum to the foot of Mount St. Hilde, on the road leading to the mid-levels, there is a long queue of horse-drawn carriages.

Today, the big names in Tulum are almost pouring out.

A few days ago, the nobles and wealthy merchants who came from several provinces around the port of Tulun also went out with great fanfare.

Many people were still on the road, many had already arrived at Witu's house, and they were strolling on the grass, holding wine glasses, and they were divided into small circles and laughing.

The men were talking about the current affairs of the imperial capital, the war situation in the northwestern province of Gran, where in the empire the price of grain had risen, or where the supply of silk was insufficient. Or, with a mysterious expression, they whispered about some recent developments of a delicate lady on Palm Street, and so on.

The noble ladies dressed like flowers and butterflies sat leisurely on the soft mats under the tent, shaking small folding fans, discussing the romance of the famous ladies of the imperial capital in a relaxed and comfortable manner, discussing the secrets of the boudoirs of a few local aristocratic families, or exchanging with each other the secrets of the physical strength and strength of a certain young poet, young writer and young painter with a mysterious face......

Groups of gorgeously dressed young people gathered together in groups of three or five. Pure-blooded horses, antique armor, rare swords, the finest beauty, or a purebred hound with a rare coat color...... These carefree young people, their topics are nothing more than that.

And the same group of wealthy ladies, who are gorgeously dressed and more fancy than those ladies, are gently dancing small folding fans, and they are gathered together with a proud face, and they are enthusiastically discussing some gossip and anecdotes about today's protagonist.

When Joe was three years old, he rode his domestic mastiff as a horse and almost drowned in the sea...... Then Joe, when he was fourteen years old, got into a street fight, and a brick flew out and smashed the head of a delicate young lady passing by...... and Joe's great feat of leading the cadets of the Judicial Academy and the sailors of the Naval Academy to fight together when he was seventeen years old, causing chaos and burning down an abandoned shipyard......

"A little scoundrel."

"Still a fat man."

"Who would like him?"

"Ho, unless you're blind, who likes a big fat man with a bad character?"

The delicate Miss Jiao unscrupulously poured out their disregard and contempt for Joe to their old girlfriends or new girlfriends they had just met.

Their ruddy little mouths kept spewing out bad words, their eyes flashed like rats sneaking out of their nests at night to steal rice, and the small folding fans in their hands swayed rapidly, showing that their mood was not peaceful.

'Hahaha', loud laughter kept coming from a large round tent in the middle of the meadow.

Hesse was dressed in a fine suit, and was surrounded by the nucleus of the other six families of the Council of Seven, around the seven or eight duke families, the plenipotentiaries of the twenty or so marquisal families, or the head of the family himself.

Holding a wine glass in his left hand and a cigar in his right hand, Hesse smiled and flickered in the clouds with the big people around him.

Time passed little by little, and bursts of laughter erupted from time to time in this incomparably eye-catching small circle around Hesse. Every word they say casually will quickly spread to the small circles outside, and then quickly be 'understood', 'analyzed', and 'derived', and then there will be bursts of laughter in those small circles.

"Of course, of course, Leah said that when Joe becomes an adult, he should find a young lady with the right family style and a good family style to conclude a good relationship...... Hahaha, Leah's temper, you know, she can't wait for the children to start a family. ”

"However, it also depends on what Joe means, and it also depends on what Joe means...... Of course, we hope that Joe can have a good relationship, not out of me and Leah's arrangement...... We hope that Joe will have a true love. ”

"Of course, Joe is a very good, very simple young man, he ...... It's too simple, so we can only worry a little more, we hope that he can have a pure kindness, innocence, and simplicity, so that he can be unforgettable in his life, true love. ”

Before he knew it, Hesse had drained a large bottle of rum.

His nose was a little red, and he said a lot of words that should have belonged to Liya in his and Liya's plan.

On the grass, the atmosphere in many small circles changed slightly.

Especially those delicate, delicate, and daughters who say that they definitely can't look down on a big fat man, their eyes are a little red.

The main house of the Ritu family in the mid-levels, in Joe's living room.

Leah was busy around Joe with a dozen little maids, like butterflies wearing flowers.

Joe stood expressionlessly in the middle of the living room, like a heretic who had been burned at the stake, with his hands outstretched, in the shape of a cross, and stood still in place.

Beside him was a life-size puppet with an extremely ornate gown hanging from it.

This dress is extremely gorgeous, so gorgeous that it is almost exaggerated.

Not to mention the materials of the clothes, the craftsmanship of the dress, and so on, there are 1,299 large and small gems, pearls, etc., inlaid on the top and bottom of a dress, inside and out.

There was a wooden bench in front of Joe, and a little maid stood on it, seriously greasing and whitewashing Joe.

After Joe opened the sea of energy and gave birth to the power of the knight, the functions of his whole body underwent a leap and bound, and his skin became as clear and smooth as pearls, white and flawless. Rao was like this, and Leah still insisted on making further grooming on Joe's face.

The hair is combed and smooth, and every strand of hair shines with a faint glow.

The hairs on his face are plucked off one by one, and then he is carefully applied with the top putty paste and some other messy powders and liquids.

The eyebrows were finely groomed, and the left and right eyebrows achieved a perfect symmetrical shape, hanging on the face like two mustaches.

Joe's lips were also covered with a faint layer of lipstick.

As a result, Qiao's lips and teeth are more and more red, and his round, round and plump body shape makes him look like a doll that a child likes, and he has a ...... Beautiful, exquisitely gorgeous.

Tifa and Weima stood in the corner of the living room, looking sympathetically at Joe's mercy.

"It's terrible, it's terrible, Joe is so pitiful......" Weima muttered in a low voice, "Does everyone's coming-of-age ceremony have to make Leah dress like this?" Can I refuse my future coming-of-age ceremony? ”

"Huh!" Tifa sneered.

"I still remember Tifa's coming-of-age ceremony, and really, you won't be able to walk when you put on that whalebone dress...... I remember, you almost rolled down the stairs, haha! Weima's eyes curled up with a smile, and she casually told Tifa what had happened back then.

Tifa's face suddenly darkened, and she wrapped her left hand around Weima's neck, carrying her like bean sprouts, and quietly walked to the large terrace outside the living room.

On the terrace, Weima's strange screams immediately rang out.

Joe tilted his head and glanced in the direction of the terrace. The little maid who was grease and powder him hurriedly shouted: "Young master, don't move, please cooperate with us...... Ah, your skin is amazing, how do you take care of it? ”

Qiao turned his head, looked at the excited little maid with a dull face, and coughed lightly: "The grimace shopkeeper said that oil can soften skin and remove wrinkles...... If you can have my size, your skin will not be bad. ”

The faces of the little maids darkened at the same time.

Put on a shirt, put on a waistcoat, put on thin leggings, and put on a pair of silk knee-length socks over the leggings. Put on a gorgeous dress and fasten the big breasted button carefully. Tie a wide belt with hundreds of large gems, and hang a sword that is also set with a large number of pearls......

Soon, Joe, who was dressed up, was releasing all kinds of essence light that could pierce people's eyes.

Liya clapped her hands gently, looking at Joe, who was groomed white and tender, dressed up in jewelry, with satisfaction, she sighed heavily: "It can't be better, dear Joe, my sweetheart, those little girls with light eyelids, will be fascinated by the pearls and gems on your body......"

Joe's face twitched for a while, he glared at Leah fiercely, and shouted loudly: "Mom, can't I rely on my own charm......"

Leah shrugged her shoulders and raised her eyebrows, "Gorkin, perhaps, you...... Hehehe, Tifa, Vima, hurry up and change into the dress, and we will accompany Joe out to meet the guests...... Oh, you guys aren't allowed to mess around today, maybe Joe will find his lover today? ”

Tifa and Wima poked their heads in from the patio at the same time, and Vima muttered softly, "Oh, I wish Joe a big fat man like him...... It's just like the big cows raised by Yingui Church, white and fat, more pairs! ”

The corner of Lia's eye twitched, and she jerked back and pointed at Weima fiercely.

Weima rolled her eyes and hurriedly hid behind Tifa.

Tifa spread her hands and looked at Leah blankly: "Mom, I didn't say anything......"

After a short commotion, when the bells of St. Hilde's Cathedral rang six times in succession, and the bells fluttered in the middle of the mountain, six bonfires were blazing on the grass in front of the main house of the Witt family.

Six mountain camels, which had been concocted long ago, were carried onto the grill and smoked over a bonfire.

There were applause and cheers all around, and a group of gorgeously dressed young people all let out excited shouts.