But it's completely impossible. In the evening of the same day, at a celebratory dinner held in a temporarily expropriated mansion in Rome as the successor to the Holy Roman Empire and the overlord of the European continent with three crowns, Egil publicly announced that he would "destroy France within three months!" "Tick off Philip's family from the list of rulers of Europe". And for Egil's domineering words, the other European monarchs had nothing to say but applaud. It's just a vigorous appetite with his head down.

Politics aside, the dishes made by the Norman cooks were still first-class and delicious. Some of the food and silk flavors brought from the New World, or imported from the Middle East and even the Far East, have also given many people a lot of knowledge.

Europeans in this era were still very realistic, like Archduchess Teresa, luring a group of nobles to their homes, and then poisoning and killing people in their meals, it was still rare. So everyone had a great time eating. Many people eat and drink desperately, and even secretly hide snacks and ...... in their sleeves.

It's just that in this joyful, but not very peaceful atmosphere, some people look a little out of place. For example, the princess of Eastern Rome, lìlì Annu. Just hiding in the corner and drinking stuffy wine. It looks like a living person who doesn't bother, making it difficult to approach. Some people saw her like this, and thought that she was jealous because she saw the power of the Norman Empire. The pride of being a Roman is unacceptable.

However, the vast majority of people's guesses are only half right. Her Royal Highness the Princess is indeed jealous. But the object of her jealousy was not the thriving Norman Empire, but the Norman Empress Artoria. She also did not represent her country, the Eastern Roman Empire, but herself.

"How is it possible?!Why is he so good to that woman?!How can that ugly monster compare to Hongu?!It's so infuriating!"The more Her Royal Highness thinks about it, the more angry she becomes, the more angry she gets, the more she drinks, and the more she drinks, the more confused her brain becomes. After a while, I heard a "plop" sound, and Her Royal Highness Princess Lìlì Nu fell on the table at once, in the middle of a large pile of wine bottles.

This time, it also made many people watch the excitement. And the slight commotion that took place also brought to the attention of Egil, who was talking to Altoria.

"What's going on? When Egil had finished speaking, one of the knights of the guard beside him saluted, and quickly left, returning a moment later.

"The Lord, the emissary of Eastern Rome, Her Royal Highness Princess Lìlì Nu is drunk. The knight replied.

"Oh, on such an occasion, Her Royal Highness the Princess is really a man of temperament. Egil's heart moved, and he immediately understood most of it. However, on the surface, he made a nonchalant appearance, said something nonchalant, and then turned away and continued to talk to Artoria.

"Do you know her?" Although her brain is usually a little difficult, but basic, a woman's intuition, Artoria still has it, although Egil hides it well, but it still makes her sense that something is wrong. So he asked.

"Have you forgotten? Two years ago, during the Crusades, we passed through Constantinople. You had a bit of a conflict with her at the time. Egil replied with a nod.

"Oh......" Hearing Egil's frank reply, Artoria nodded, as if recalled: "It's the obnoxious woman." Her Royal Highness frowned and didn't say anything, although she still had some doubts in her heart. But under Egil's warmth, it quickly disappeared. But Sonya, who has been following Egil and has seen a little more than Artoria, because of professional factors, thinks more, looks at Egil and sighs imperceptibly. ...,

The feast ends at midnight. Many of the guests were sleepy and went to sleep in specially prepared rooms. Of course, there are still some people who still drink, laugh and dance. And that includes Egil.

"Isn't it over yet?" said Artoria beside Egil, holding his face with his left hand, and snorted boredly. Said to Egil with such dissatisfaction.

"After all, we are the masters. It's a bit bad if the guests don't get tired of it and announce the end. Egil smiled and said, "Hani, if you're tired, go back to your room and rest." ”

"Is that all right?" Artoria asked.

"Well, of course no problem. Egil nodded in agreement. Sonia was then asked to accompany Artoria to their room. Everything went the same way as it did at the dinner in Constantinople. And because, with a little "hint" from Egil before, Sonia also recalled the events of that day. Wanted to say something to Egil, but couldn't.

"Really, it's self-defeating. Watching Artoria leave the ballroom. Egil muttered quietly. After waiting for a while, he laughed with the other monarchs for a while, and then confessed and left.

"The target was the boudoir of the Eastern Roman princess Lìlì Annu. It would be a shame if nothing happened in this situation. Egil said to himself. And quickly found the room where Lìlì Annu was, knocked on the door and found that no one responded, so he pushed the door open. Walked in.

In the room, the lights are bright, and hundreds of candles are lit very luxuriously. In the middle of the room, Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Eastern Roman Empire was sitting precariously, looking like she had drunk too much wine at all.

"Do you want to scare me with this gesture?" was a little surprised, but soon, Egil was back to normal. As if he hadn't seen a friend for a long time, he said hello to Lìlì Annu normally, then walked in, closed the door with his backhand, and sat down in front of Lìlì Annu.

The princess of Eastern Rome, this little abacus for the initiative, did not work at all in front of Egil.

"Let's have a good talk. Your Majesty Egil. Seeing that the corners of Egil's mouth were upturned, as if he was smiling, Lìlì Annu felt a little discouraged, so, in order to continue to fight for the initiative, Her Royal Highness the Princess opened her mouth and said so.

"Anything goes, as long as it's not politics. Egil still looked relaxed. This is how he responded...... ）