The delicate bow, the thin cicada-winged lining, the gold-trimmed pattern on the skirt is even more well-made, and the sapphire blue belt with the bronze buckle in the shape of a shield sets off the flexible waist with an extremely elegant back curve, as if it is a flower about to bloom.

Standing in front of this extravagant large mirror that was a full person high, Alan suddenly felt an unprecedented crampedness, and looked at the "self" in the mirror in disbelief, as if he was a complete stranger. The delicate little arms with white silk gloves, the emerald green sapphire blue silk dress, the golden hair scattered over the shoulders and the back of the head as if still, and the delicate headdress and pearl necklace......

The girl in the mirror was like some sister who looked exactly like herself, completely different from herself—no studded leather armor, no cowhide boots, no knight's breeches, and she was not herself in the mirror.

"No, no, no, this kind of long skirt is completely outdated, and the type that is more flattering is now in Turin. Mrs. Angelica, who was standing behind Alan Kwyn, shook her head in disappointment, and glanced at the maid holding a large pile of clothes on the side: "And this kind of color may be very good for the elegance of the Minest family." But my little Allen still has the knightly blood of the Kwyn family in his body, how can he use such a fancy thing?!"

"Do you need to call the tailor back?" asked the little maid tremblingly, "why don't you let him make a new dress for the young lady—maybe the next one will be better?"

"That idiot won't change anything if he makes another 10,000 sets. Mrs. Angelica shook her head disdainfully: "And accessories, look at this pearl necklace, I clearly remember that my mother once had a copy of the same one - they dared to take an old antique from more than thirty years ago, it is really a crime to die!"

"That's good, really. Alan, who was extremely cramped, barely twisted his neck, maintained the so-called "lady's etiquette" and stumbled: "I really don't need to ...... anymore"

"How can I not do it, my child is about to have the most important moment of her life. What could be more important for a young girl than her coming-of-age ceremony?" Lady Angelica smiled softly, hugged Alan's shoulders as if comfortingly, and the blonde girl became even more flustered: "At the wedding, we are just a foil for the men to make them happy, but at the coming-of-age ceremony, all the nobles will hold you as the pearl of their palms!"

"And my dear Alan, you will not only be a pearl, you will be the protagonist, you can choose your dance partner the way you want, and those who have nothing to do all day will snatch their heads for such an opportunity. At this time, the lady completely lost her former majesty, and only that strong love remained: "This is the only time in your life." ”

"The world isn't fair to women, so we have to fight for every opportunity to make ourselves important so that those stinky men can't ignore our existence. Your beauty can only bind them for a while, my dear child. Lady Angelica picked up the comb and combed Alan's hair herself: "You have to conquer them!"

"Conquer them?" Alan looked at his mother's burning gaze with some confusion, "How, how to conquer?"

"Sometimes this kind of thing ...... It's impossible to describe in words, but you'll understand it yourself sooner or later. Mrs. Angelica explained vaguely, with a hint of embarrassment in the corners of her eyes: "You just have to remember to show yourself in the way you are best at, the best and unmatched abilities." ”

"Use your best ability to conquer them?" The blonde girl still couldn't quite understand what Lady Angelica said, and her face showed a slight look of understanding: "Is that it?"

As he said this, Alan somehow suddenly thought of a "weird" scene - a certain "self-righteous" guy humbly knelt down on one knee in front of him, looked up at himself and offered his sword, and then willingly let himself put the sword on his shoulder and ordered him to swear allegiance.

Damn, why should I think about that obnoxious guy, Eren found herself suddenly beating faster - she clearly felt that maybe that scene was what she was expecting. But the girl couldn't help but get angry at the thought of the ever-faint and fearless smile of a certain annoying fellow, and the appearance of teasing and deliberately playing tricks on herself.

The anxious mood made the girl's cheeks float with a faint, pink flush, which looked more like a girl about to mature, and Mrs. Angelica couldn't help but smile happily - her own daughter, of course, is the best in the world: "How is it, have you thought about how you are going to meet this great day?"

"I want a sword, uh...... The kind that can, can be hung on the waist!" Alan shouted almost subconsciously, but as soon as the words came out of her throat, she regretted it - obviously no lady would wear a sword: "I'm sorry Mother, I just said that, I didn't really intend to ......"

"Oh, why—because the other girls have never tried it?" Lady Angelica looked at her with adoration, "My little Alan doesn't have to care about the eyes of those people, my little Alan just needs to be unique!"

........................ Although I don't know why that Alan Kwyn "Sir" wants to find him, I really have a feeling of incomprehension about this willful and tantrum-loving adult Edward.

Compared to all the people she has ever seen, this Kwen and the daughter of the Minest family may be the most real one alive, she knows very well what her duty is, but she also has the courage to break through the shackles and cages, and these forces have given birth to many things in her body that are different from others.

As for how to deal with the Marquis Holard Minest, Edward was not worried to that extent - the other party had not taken the initiative to come to the door until now, which means that he was not so "enthusiastic" about taking his own life, or the other party also had his own concerns.

In such a situation, if he died inexplicably at the hands of the Minest family, it would arouse the suspicion of others - because not long ago, Gayor Valence had just been forced out of the capital, and if something happened to him in such a short period of time, and two Knights of the Sacred Tree were persecuted in a row, it would be no different from declaring war.

Judging from their means of quelling Gaio, this Marquis of Minest has no plans to start a war with the Knights, so he is safe for the time being, of course, it is easy to dodge open guns and difficult to defend against dark arrows, and what can really protect himself is enough caution and vigilance anytime and anywhere.

Edward, who was standing at the edge of the street, suddenly saw two horsemen on maroon horses galloping along Maple Avenue towards the other end of the street, and they looked very anxious.

Although Edward did not know these two cavalrymen, their shields were emblazoned with the coat of arms of a black tree on a white background, so they must have been sergeants of the Knights of the Sacred Tree. And when the two sergeants rushed out of the street, they immediately ran back in this direction, apparently recognizing Edward, whose black hair and black eyes were almost a sign that almost every brother of the Knights of the Sacred Tree in the capital knew that there was such a young young knight who had killed Cortez.

The two horses neighed and were held tightly on the reins, and finally stopped. The relieved sergeant then rolled down from his horse and punched his chest with his right fist in salute: "Lord Edward Witwood!"

"Hats off to you too, brother of the Order. Edward replied: "What are you doing in such a hurry, isn't there always a special person on this side of the Markerus Hills who is responsible for maintaining law and order?"

"Don't you know about the riots?" the sergeant looked at Edward with some surprise: "Now many nobles and low-level commoners in Turin City are persecuting those Dominic immigrants - from the rich to the common people, even those who live in Xicheng District have not been spared, and there are people making trouble everywhere - the two of us are being ordered to rush to a Dominican house in front of us, I heard that it seems to be on fire!"

"I remember that the garrison of Turin City has always restricted the movement of the Knights, and it is not allowed to go to Xicheng on a large scale without a directive. Edward was a little surprised: "Is the situation already so serious?"

"As you might think, the new commander of the Garrison, Sir Glynn Turn, has asked us for assistance on behalf of His Majesty Horace. The sergeant nodded: "At least more than a hundred sergeants of the Knights have been sent, but there are still not enough men. ”

"Greene Turn......" Edward couldn't help but smile slightly, and then looked at the two sergeants very solemnly: "In that case, you should hurry to other places - it shouldn't take much time to get from here to there, just leave it to me here!"

"Thank you for your help, then!" the sergeant nodded happily in agreement, he actually had such an idea of stopping, just because he was just a sergeant and couldn't speak very well.

Edward, who watched the sergeant leave far away, took his pony by the side and carried his sword behind his back - perhaps it was purely instinctive, Edward felt this way, and this would be a very rare opportunity!

"Perhaps His Majesty Horace would like to see Minest meet the enemy, but chaos in the city of Turin is definitely not what he wants—I hope I am right. The black-haired young man, who was naturally thinking to himself, grabbed the reins and galloped away on his war horse.