Chapter 139: The Reception Begins

"That's true. ”

Looking into Julien's eyes, Ofariel lowered her head, a blush flashing across her cheeks.

"At that time, I had very few friends in the palace, especially my companions of the same year, and I was already 'impure in blood', so no one wanted to stay with me. It was at that time that Brother Celtic and I had a very good relationship, and he often came to the palace with his father and sometimes chatted with me. Frankly speaking, my father did discuss with Mr. Celtic's father at that time about betrothing the two of us, and my father asked my opinion at that time, but ........."

Oddalyl frowned at this, then smiled wryly.

"At that time, I was so focused on how to make others recognize me and protect my mother, and for me, that alone was exhausting. And can you imagine what a twelve-year-old girl would think about love? So I didn't make a decision about my father's opinion. But then things changed, and I grew up and was no longer the little girl I used to be. I have my own status, my own strength and my own life. And then ............... As I think you know, as a princess with no inheritance, I don't want to get too close to the military, and Mr. Celtic is an only son, and his father's pride, and he must be the commander of the legion in the future. If something comes out between the two of us, it will be a turmoil and a disaster for the whole country. So I finally rejected my father's proposal. At that time, my father had already seen the complexity of the situation, so he did not object to my choice. ”

Ofaril turned the teacup in her hand, then picked it up and took a sip of black tea.

"Moreover, I had no romantic feelings for Mr. Celtic in it, or rather, after I had attained the position I had hoped for, I severed ties with him. After all, he is a faction of the military, and it is not appropriate for me to have too much contact with him. Moreover, I have never regretted this decision, I have given up a lot to protect my mother, and I don't care about giving up a little more......... Although, it's a little sorry Mr. Celt just that. ”

"I see. ”

Looking at Ofariel, feeling the firmness and conviction in those eyes, Julien nodded, and then he stood up and looked out the door with a hint of a smile.

"So, you're really not going to a drinking party?"

"So, my lord, how are you going to introduce me?"

In response to Yuren's inquiry, Ofariel looked up mischievously and looked at him with a hint of amusement.

"Do you want to tell me who I really am? Do you plan to scare all these nobles here to death?"

"Honestly, it's a good idea. ”

Yulian snapped his fingers lightly and nodded appreciatively. However, he then shrugged his shoulders in disappointment.

"It's a shame that I'm expecting to hear about some secret topics. ”

"Why, my lord, are you the type of woman who would be interested in other people's women?"

What was hidden in O'Faryl's blue eyes was mockery or sarcasm.

"What is more satisfying than owning something is to have something that belongs to someone else, which is the heavenly surname conquered by the male surname. ”

"Well, it seems that the only way to escape your clutches is not to get married, which is dangerous, and I really can't agree with your interest in destroying other people's families. This is a fatal injury to other men's feelings. ”

"It is not their feelings that are being sentenced to death, but their abilities. ”

Yuren pursed his lips, clearly not taking Ofaryl's claims to heart.

"If their women run away with other men for some reason, then it can only mean that they are incompetent. ”

"If you say this, I suddenly remembered, my lord, there seem to be a lot of female surnames around you?"

O'Faryl clearly meant something.

"Hopefully, you won't be one of those 'incompetent men' that you call out to be. ”

"That's why I've been working on it. ”

You Lian tidied up the clothes on his body, today he was not wearing the aristocratic clothes in Pingyue, but a tuxedo prepared for a special banquet, the straight collar and exquisite workmanship have a taste of high-class aristocrats, and You Lian's tall and thin figure is also abnormal because of this costume, of course, this is not without shortcomings, at least the sword behind him is still hanging from his waist, and there is no intention of taking it off. Of course, this was not a matter of etiquette, and Offariel had hinted at him about it, but Yulian apparently didn't care about it, and Offarid, who knew his spleen and surname, had no choice but to follow him.

"Now, Miss O'Faryl, I take my leave, as for our distinguished guest......... I'll leave it to you. ”

"Leave it to me, lord. ”

After receiving Ofariel's assurance, Yuren nodded, and then he turned and left the room.

When he came back to the corridor, Yuren's expression was still very relaxed and leisurely, but Charlotte, who had been following him, was hesitant at the moment.

"Master, is it really good that we don't tell her about it, and I think you should probably prepare Miss O'Faryl.........

"It's her problem, not ours, Charlotte. ”

Yulian shook his head.

"It's not something we can meddle in, so we'd better not talk about it anymore, it's her endeavor, and she has the qualifications and the power to find out for herself. So ........."

Saying this, Yulian put his hand into his arms and took out a piece of information, he carefully glanced at the contents on it, and then threw it casually. The white letter paper floated into the side and burned, dissipating the cold of the night in the furnace, and was engulfed in bright red flames and reduced to ashes.

"That's it. ”

At this point, Yuren paused, and then he walked towards the end of the hallway.

"Well, then, it's time for us to get ready for our plans. ”

It was a cold night.

Midsummer has passed, the autumn chill has gradually penetrated, and in this deep mountain is even more so, cool, even some cold wind whirling in the forest, but, under such a chill, the interior of the twilight castle is brilliantly lit, bright lights from its window, shrouded in the entire castle, suddenly glanced, even bring people a trace of comfortable warmth.

The hall that was originally used to entertain guests has now been cleaned and tidy, and those nobles in formal attire wander around it, mingle with each other, chat, and taste the unique fruit wine and food of the forest. Some of these nobles were invited, some were uninvited, and of course, most of them were nobles from the vicinity of the region, and they had already heard or seen everything that Yuren had done. For this young nobleman who suddenly rose, they also asked questions with curiosity, and now, this young nobleman actually invited them personally, where is the reason not to come to the show?

Of course, there are other reasons that are not justifications. After all, the threat of the Sith Empire is still hovering on the border, and the atmosphere in the whole country is also very tense, and the nobles also hope to take advantage of this drinking party to relax. At least, for the time being, away from such issues as war and territory, and simply chatting and enjoying it, this is the life they want.

Because of this, when Yuren appeared in the hall in front of everyone, many people stopped talking, and they all looked at their master, and smiled and saluted him.

"Welcome to the Twilight Forest. ”

At this moment, Julien behaved quite gentlemanly, his voice was neither loud nor small, not heavy and not impatient, and he fully displayed the qualities of a noblemanβ€”if O'Farriel had been here, she would have had a different opinion on it.

"I think you've already visited my territory, my city, and I think it's definitely a novel experience for you. ”

Saying this, Yulian raised his right hand and raised the wine glass in his hand.

"Well, I won't say anything superfluous, but I hope you will enjoy the reception and have a pleasant evening - by grace to the Lords, for the sake of West. ”

"For West. ”

Hearing this, the guests all nodded and raised their wine glasses. Of course, Yuren didn't talk much compared to other nobles, but there was nothing wrong with that - after all, as a nobleman, Yuren was still very young. If he spoke at length in front of these elderly nobles, it would cause others to resent him. And an ordinary speech like this is, in a way, more telling.

As Yulian's words fell, Charlotte also clapped her palms, and soon, the maids who heard the order immediately stepped forward and served delicious food and wine. The nobles also took advantage of the situation to disperse, gathering in twos and threes, discussing in a low voice about topics they were familiar with and cared about.

From the crowd in the hall, Yulian could easily tell the range of the crowd here. In this reception, Yulian's main invitees were the Bird family and the Zach family. The representative sent by the Bird family is still the Viscount of Juventus, and within the Zack family, because the family chief cannot visit, a representative is sent to come. And this representative is also a familiar figure for Yuren - he is the same killer that Yuren tried to murder Master Zack when he was escorting him, Della. At this moment, he also took off the costume of the original killer, but wore the costume of the nobility, which at first glance looked similar.

Also surrounding these two people is the noble family under the Bird family and the Zack family, they are very clear that the relationship between the two families and Yulian is extraordinary, so they naturally plan to take the opportunity to mix and see if they can get any benefits, and at the same time, they are also observing the attitude of the two families towards Yulian. If these two families are very respectful to this young lord, then they will naturally sell each other a face. And if these two families are just using this young nobleman, then they also have their own choices - to put it bluntly, this is also a preliminary investigation to clarify their status in the two families and the direction of development in the future.

Because of this, at the moment, most of these nobles gathered around Viscount Juventus and Dela, commenting on the Twilight Forest and Valhalla, while trying to extract some information of their interest from the representatives of the two families. As for the young lord, until he finds out his position, it is better not to act rashly for the time being. After all, what will happen to the nobles who act rashly in front of him, these nobles have heard it with their own ears, if they have not seen it with their own eyes.

Soon, Julien spotted Celt standing at the table in the corner of the hall, drinking alone, he smiled, and then turned and walked to the other party's side.

"I didn't expect you to be drinking here alone, Mr. Envoy. ”

Hearing Yuren's voice, Celt hurriedly raised his head, he subconsciously swept behind Yuren, but he didn't see the figure he expected, so the old legional leader quickly withdrew his gaze, and at the same time showed a smile.

"It's not stuffy, Mr. Yuren. Good wine needs to be tasted slowly and quietly, not in the bustle and noise. Maybe you should give it a try too, I think it will be good for you. ”

"Good intentions. ”

You Lian quietly picked up a glass of fruit wine and looked at the shining and refracted brilliance inside.

"However, it is a pity that Miss O'Faryl was not able to attend this banquet, which really made me a little unhappy as a lord. To be honest, she prepared for me at this drinking party, but I couldn't attend it, which is a really regrettable thing. ”

"Oh..............."

Hearing O'Faryl's name, the old man's face changed slightly, his brow twitched, and his mouth opened.

"So............ She's ......... now."

"She's resting, maybe because she's not feeling well, maybe I should consider giving her two days off?"

Saying this, Yulian laughed, and he looked at the old man in front of him, as if he was testing something.

"It's always right to be kind to your men, Mr. Yuren. ”

At this moment, the old man had already restrained the strange look on his face, and re-revealed his expression.

"Well, if nothing else, I'm going to find another place to have a good drink, and I have to say that this castle feels very reassuring, and I envy you for having such a territory, Mr. Yuren. ”

"Thank you for the compliment. ”

The smile on Yuren's face changed as he watched Celtic leave, and he lowered his glass and shrugged his shoulders. And at this moment, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Lord Yuren, what are you doing here?"

"It's just chatting. ”

Yulian turned around, and what he saw was the enthusiastic smile of the Viscount of Juventus, who seemed to have gotten rid of the nobles who were pestering him, and there was no half of them around at the moment.

"Do you have anything to do?" Mr. Viscount Juventus, what is your opinion on this reception?"

"No comments, I think it was a great reception. ”

Hearing Yulian's inquiry, Mr. Viscount hurriedly shook his head in denial, his gaze looked in the direction of Celt with a little hesitation, and after staring at the burly figure for a moment, he withdrew his gaze.

"So, Lord Yuren, what are you talking to Mr. Celtic?"

"You're curious?"

"Of course I'm curious. ”

Mr. Viscount smiled and nodded, and then he spoke.

"Frankly, almost all the nobles present were curious about what you would say to Mr. Celtic. You know, Mr. Celtic is one of the three major legions of the kingdom......... With our status, it was difficult to meet him. This time, he will actually appear in the twilight forest........." Saying this, Juve's face suddenly changed slightly, and then he leaned into Yulian under the pretext of asking in a low voice.

"Lord Yuren, can I know what Lord Celtic is looking for you for.........?

"It's a little bit on the royal side. ”

Yulian replied lightly, while taking a step back and closing the distance between himself and the viscount again.

"That's it, there's nothing to worry about, Mr. Viscount, you can trust my character. ”

β€œ.................. All right. ”

Seeing that Yulian refused to say more, Viscount Juventus didn't ask any more, he blinked, and then pulled away from the topic.

"By the way, Lord Yuren, do you find it strange?"

"Strange?"

Yu Lian curiously glanced around and looked at the lively crowd in the banquet hall.

"What's so strange?"

"Normally, the host of a drinking party like this should be surrounded by guests, but don't you realize that these nobles have no intention of approaching you at all?"

"Oh? you mean ........."

"I think you may have found out, my lord. ”

As he spoke, Juventus pointed to the crowd and showed a strange smile.

"Please take a closer look, most of these nobles have their own daughters, this is not an ordinary thing. In my opinion, most of them originally wanted to take the opportunity to get in touch with you and sell their daughters at the same time. After all, it is very rare to find a nobleman as young and powerful as you. However, you brutally shattered their dreams. ”

"I have done nothing, Mr. Viscount. ”

Hearing this, You Lian raised his hands with a half-laugh.

"It's not my responsibility. ”

"Of course it's your responsibility, my lord, haven't you noticed how beautiful these maids are under your command? You know, even if it's our Bird family, I'm afraid we can't find so many............... In front of these pink legions of yours, the daughters of those nobles are not worth mentioning at all, let alone selling them to you. At this, Viscount Juventus paused, and then he tentatively opened his mouth.

"So, my lord, if it's possible, can you ask for ............ Forget it, when I didn't say anything. ”

Although Yu Lian's expression did not change at all, Mr. Viscount, who sensed the chill, immediately closed his mouth.

"To be a man you have to learn to be content, Mr. Viscount. ”

Yuren put down his glass, and the smile on his face didn't change in the slightest.

"I'm sure you should understand that. ”

"It's ......... Of course. ”

Juventus smiled wryly, he nodded, and said no more, and at this moment, a sharp, hoarse voice rang out beside him.

"I really didn't expect that the great noble Bird family would be so inferior to a noble lord, aren't you afraid of losing the face of the great noble?"

Hearing this, both of them frowned, and then, they immediately turned their heads and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and then, they saw a thin, bent old man standing at the banquet table with a cane in his hand, his two small eyes completely narrowed into a thin line, and his gaze at Yu Lian was full of disdain and contempt.

"Although I don't know which kid you're from, but if you want to become a qualified nobleman, you still have a long way to go, don't think that you can become a member of the nobles by pretending to be a few family wine parties, little one. ”

(To be continued)