In a quiet setting, with its simple but delicate furnishings, and the warm heat of the fireplace that makes people lazy all over the body, Lusen Minester looked at the beautiful little private room with great satisfaction, his hands still busy brewing the ground coffee beans in hot water, the familiar aroma teasing the tip of his nose.

Like a lover found in an unknown place, the "future" of the Minest family had a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth, he really didn't expect that there would be a café of such specifications and such a secluded in Sweetwater Lane in Dongcheng District, it was like an unexpected joy.

Of course, whether it is luxury or a piece of equipment, it is still not comparable to the really high-end cafés on Silk Street, but the feeling and mood of choosing a meeting place in such an upscale location is completely different from finding a comfortable and cozy place in a quiet street that no one knows about.

Although it is said that the owner of this "gentle house" café is a foreigner, judging from the layout and style, the other party must also be a tasteful person who has been in Xicheng District all the year round, which makes Lusen Minest who walks into the café a little more intimate, as if he still has a feeling of visiting an old friend's house.

But Greene Turn, who sat in front of him, was less "happy", the new commander had the word "surprise" written all over his face, and his eyes widened as if to emphasize how incredible he really was.

"You—you just said that your cousin Alan Kwyn is...... It's a woman?!" Green's mouth was almost closed, and he didn't even pick up the coffee cup handed over by Lusen, his expression was really complicated: "I'm sorry, should I mean uh...... What should I say?!"

"You should call her Miss Alan Kwyn, or Russon Minnest's cousin. Lusen shrugged her shoulders lightly, and the corners of her mouth raised a happy arc: "Of course, it's still a secret, but it will soon be known to everyone - Grandfather Holard and Aunt Angelica are planning a coming-of-age ceremony for her, and they are going to officially reveal it on that day." ”

"I really didn't expect it......" Green was a little overwhelmed, indeed the Sir Allen...... Well, Miss Allen looks a little "feminine", but the people in the Minest family are more gentle and elegant, and they are also very handsome, which is really deceptive.

"So, you're going to marry this Cousin of yours?" Green asked rhetorically, "Officially announce it at her coming-of-age ceremony, and then propose to her in public?"

"Of course not, we will invite all the unmarried aristocratic young people from all over Turin to this special rite of passage, and then tell them the 'truth'. Lu Sien smiled slyly: "Aunt Angelica hopes that through this way, those young masters who were caught off guard can impress my beautiful and lovely cousin with sincerity." ”

"I can imagine what it would be like. The corners of Green's mouth twitched a little - the drunk, innocent young nobles wanted to compete with the prepared Lusen, it was simply a fantasy: "Since you have all premeditated, why do you still want to tell me?"

"Because I want you to marry Cousin Alan Kwyn, I'll do my best to get you a chance, and make sure that some drunkard doesn't cause you too much trouble when the time comes. Lusan looked at his best friend gently: "Alan is the only direct descendant of the Kwyn family, as long as you marry her, you can add a 'Lord of Hague Castle' to the title." ”

This is a very tempting option, but Greene Turn's expression gradually cooled: "My dear friend Lusen, can I ask if this is your proposal for me, or is it the Marquis of Holard Minnest?"

"Of course it's mine, Aunt Angelica wants me to marry Cousin Ellen, but I think a knight like you is more suitable for her. Lusen smiled and replied, "As for my grandfather...... I wish I could understand what he was thinking one day. ”

"Yes, how many people can understand what Marquis Holard is thinking?" Green replied coldly, "But if you Minest think that a Hague Fort can buy me, then you really are mistaken about the Turns!"

"I didn't want to buy you, I just ......"

"I treat you like my best friend, we've been best friends since we were at the academy - I helped you fight with those bad boys, you helped me copy my homework, we snuck out of the academy to Silk Street, and we didn't pay for it by stealing wine in the tavern...... I haven't forgotten any of the events of that time!" Green forced a smile, but his eyes were very solemn: "You will always be my best friend, but my loyalty belongs to His Majesty Horace alone!"

"Also, I advise you not to be so confident about Miss Alan Kwyn. Somehow, Green suddenly remembered that Alan had begged him to deliberately scare Edward, and now it seemed that people couldn't help but be suspicious.

Edward Witwood...... This name suddenly ran into Green Tern's mind, making the royal knight's face have a look of great anticipation, and he looked at his friend Lu Sien: "I believe that when you wait for the banquet that day, you will definitely feel what it means to be 'caught off guard'!"

........................ Although as the Prince's Attendant Attaché, Edward's true mission is to educate His Highness on how to become a qualified Knight of the Sacred Tree, that is, about things like the traditions, spirits, and codes of the Order, and having the duty to duel on behalf of the Prince, and a series of more tedious and fancy things.

But in Edward's opinion, his first task should be to serve as an instructor for His Highness Anson - or more appropriately, a knightly mentor. Horsemanship, spear wielding, swordsmanship, chess, ...... And so on, a list of abilities that should be mastered as a knight, are all within the scope of his own teaching.

In fact, this is the real reason why Mercer Kane gave this position to Edward - there is nothing more intimate than the relationship between mentor and student, as Anson's attendant military attaché, Edward's relationship with him is almost a teacher and friend, and Edward is almost ten years older than him, it is easy to leave a longing for "respect" in the heart of this prince.

In this way, when Anson succeeds to the throne in the future, Edward will definitely be one of the people around him who trust him the most, and the Grand Master is almost cultivating him in the same way as cultivating a successor, so that there is no shredging trust and love, if Edward does not feel the slightest feeling, it is almost impossible.

"Smack!" the lead-filled wooden sword struck Anson's delicate forearm, and although Edward barely used any strength, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was still young, still bared his teeth, obviously in pain, and fell to the ground.

Anson, who was lying in the sand pit, gasped heavily, his beautiful red shirt was already full of traces left by the wooden sword, and the salty sweat had wet the placket, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't shout out because of his red arms.

Nine seconds, a lot better than the original...... Edward, with his right arm behind his back, stood sideways with his left hand gently weighing the wooden sword, his front legs straight and backward slightly bent, in a standard knightly sword fighting posture.

"Come again!" His Royal Highness patted the dust on his body and got up from the sand pit, and once again raised the sword in his hand, and the eyes that were exactly the same as his father were not gentle at all, but full of excitement and eagerness: "I have been holding on for nine seconds just now, right, I remember it very clearly!"

This was the third day, and almost every day His Royal Highness had Edward accompany him to practice for a whole afternoon. I have to say that Anson is completely different from his father Horace, he has only been in contact with swordsmanship for a few days, and he has already begun to feel it, and his small body is like a piece of sea, constantly being knocked down, and then slowly absorbing experience and lessons.

Although Edward did not dare to exert himself at all, the ten-year-old boy's body was so fragile that he could not resist even a sword, so that he began to be interested in practicing left-handed swordsmanship. Even so, the talent of His Royal Highness the prince was terrifying enough, and in just three days, he went from knowing nothing to being presentable.

But there was no doubt among the people around him - the Marcherus family was born knights, which was undoubted in the Kingdom of Turin, and everyone believed that this family had such a talent in their blood, and even His Majesty Horace, who was mild-natured and sickly, was called "knights in robes", which is enough to testify to how deeply entrenched this view is.

Edward didn't believe in the so-called "knightly blood", but Anson Marcherus was genuinely gifted - not just his ability to learn, but his physical resilience.

Obviously, he was beaten all over his body just now, and when he waited until the next morning, he was all restored to the same as before, and he couldn't even see the scars, and he could even continue to practice vigorously, even Edward couldn't help but be a little envious of such physical fitness.

In time, Anson Marcherus might or may not be able to make a good knight - Edward somehow suddenly remembered another person.

Alan Kwen...... This blonde girl is also the kind of extremely gifted type, and it can even be said that she is better than many people, although she may suffer a little because of her gender, but she can still be said to be worthy of losing to any of her peers.

But she may never have the chance to wield a sword again in her life - no matter how proud the canary is, what is the use of being put in a cage, even if she can soar into the blue sky?