"In the name of the Kwyn and Minest families, it is my pleasure to welcome you to my coming-of-age ceremony. The fair girl standing in the faint candlelight, smiling without timidity and nervousness on her face, like a slim daffodil, so pure white and innate nobility.

The small feet of the thick-heeled boots look so light and delicate, and they also outline the purple and silver lines, the white lace skirt reaches the ankle, and the already very close fitting dress is tied to the lower abdomen with a wide belt, and the shield-shaped silver-plated obsidian buckle ties the belt very tightly, showing the smooth curve of the girl's waist without reservation.

Her pale blonde silky hair was coiled, and the blue and white ribbon was tied in a light bow to it, which matched the white silk gloves with turquoise rings on the girl's hands. And the most surprising thing is that on the left side of the girl's waist, there is actually a thin sword hanging from it.

This weapon, which looks a little too gorgeous, seems to surpass all the jewelry in the world, making the girl who originally looked so delicate suddenly look heroic, as if she was not wearing the usual white long skirt under the tuxedo-like long skirt, but a pair of knight's trousers that made this "chic" a little better, and added a lot of unusual style.

Although the guests here already knew the identity of this girl, and were attracted by her noble temperament and completely different charm, they still couldn't believe that what they saw in front of them was real, and they looked at each other almost incredibly, and they were all a little overwhelmed.

Tonight's three-fold banquet has completely messed up all the guests present, especially when they only now know that the only remaining sister-in-law of the Kwyn family is actually a young girl, the kind of surprise can not be described in words, although everyone tried to restrain their emotions, but there are still many people who let out a very surprised sigh.

There are also quite a few young girls who don't care as much about what they do, and their big sparkling eyes are all focused on Alan Kwyn's dress—a bold and trendy design that dwarfs all the clothes that accentuate the young woman's figure, and adds a lot of flavor.

The elegance of the Minest family and the knightly blood of the Kwyn family seem to have been perfectly displayed on Allen's body at the same time, and this skirt, which greatly expresses the proud chivalric culture of the people of Turin, will undoubtedly sweep the entire capital in the shortest possible time!

Lady Angelica's face was filled with great pride, and she stood in the corner of the banquet and looked silently at her daughter with a proud smile - no matter what had just happened, no matter what would happen tomorrow, this moment of midnight belonged only to her, to her dearest little Alan.

Whatever the case was, when they saw this young girl as beautiful as a blooming moonflower, all the drunken young nobles began to tidied up their wine-stained clothes, quietly picked up the tablecloth and wiped the oil from their mouths, trying to make themselves look more presentable.

From the moment she appeared, Edward's gaze had left the blonde girl's body, but unlike the original slight appreciation, only some sad scrutiny remained—no matter how much she struggled, the canary was still locked in a cage, destined to be like a precious exhibit for interested "buyers" to admire and observe, and consider how much they would pay for it, and who would compete with them.

The Marquis of Holard Minest and Sir Loras stepped forward from either side of the courtyard to offer their final wishes to Alan on behalf of the two families—if she could, Lady Angelica would have liked to have gone up to her, but even at such times there was no room for a woman to be present at the ceremony, and she could only pray and wish in silence in her heart.

"I hope tonight will make you happy, your mother has given a lot for this feast. The kind old man gently hugged the girl, with a smile on his kind face: "There is always a lot of helplessness in this world, but we can still find a happiness to talk about from these sufferings." ”

"Thank you for your blessings, Grandpa Hollard. Alan looked at the old man who was still a stranger, and the smile on his face was still a little polite, but the old man still didn't care, gently patted Allen's shoulder, and handed Alan a ring with a somewhat withered hand.

"Your father gave you a pure-blooded Wonderalusia warhorse, so I have to exchange it for one gift—this ring was given to her by your mother on the day of her coming-of-age ceremony, and was left to me when I married your father, so that this lonely old man could see things and think about people. The old man slowly put on the ring for Allen: "And today this ring belongs to you." ”

Alan lowered his head a little shyly, and the old man looked at the girl's little hand, which was slightly rough but still white because of the sword, and turned away with the ring for her, giving up his place to Sir Lawrence, who had been standing behind.

"I'm sorry, it's up to me to do this, I know that all children want to be blessed by their true fathers. Sir Lawrence's expression was still as serious as a reef on the waves: "And I have nothing to give you, if you are ready to complain to me......"

"I'm glad you'd be willing to do it!" Alan quickly took Sir Lawrence's hand, and the blonde girl's face carried an unknown touch, "I mean seriously, dear Uncle Lawrence. ”

"I've always known that you're ...... me I am disappointed that I am not at all as good as Brother Saila, and I cannot become a true knight no matter how hard I practice, and you have never looked at me differently like the other servants in the castle because of your father and mother, but you really want to train me to be a good person, so you are disappointed in me, because I can't do it, not because I am from birth. ”

"But even so, you are willing to stand behind me and protect me, from the Hague Castle all the way to this city of Turin, even after so many years of being deceived, you still have no regrets, and you have always stood there silently for my sake - I am grateful. Alan silently smiled nonchalantly, "Whatever happens after tonight, I will always remember you, Sir Lawrence." ”

"Allen......" Lawrence's lips squirmed a little, but the strong knight didn't say anything in the end, and finally laughed: "I haven't expressed my blessing to you yet, and to tell you the truth, I have never given a bride-and-coming ceremony to a noble lady, only a group of ...... Stupid country boy, he doesn't know what to say at all!"

"That's like a country boy, I want to be seen like that by you. Alan also smiled: "To you, Allen...... It's always going to be that squeamish and useless stupid boy!"

Then I can only bless you that you will always be able to find your own choice in the midst of difficult situations - whether that choice is right or wrong. Sir Lawrence sighed: "Even a caged bird can choose who he sings to - let alone people." ”

Sir Lawrence took a half-step forward, hugged Alan gently, and whispered in her ear, "Edward Witwood is here, and he is sitting in front of Horald." ”

The blonde girl's body suddenly trembled, trying her best to restrain the idea of turning her head to look for it, and a faint smile appeared on her face: "Thank you, really...... This is the best gift I've ever received tonight. ”

"I hope that's the case. Sir Lawrence's expression was equally complicated, and he patted him on the shoulder and then turned away, still with the same stern face.

As soon as the two "parents" left, all the noble children in the scene began to become eager to try, and something seemed to be burning in their eyes - according to custom, Alan must choose his own dance partner to open the banquet, and it was obvious that they all wanted such a rare opportunity.

Of course, the way to choose is for Alan to order in person, and theoretically she can use whatever she likes. However, the state of this group of people is not very good, one by one is either drunk and smoky, or they have already talked about new love, and they are completely in a dilemma, they can only open their eyes but have no idea where to start.

After all, no one knew in advance that Alan Kwyn was such a young and beautiful aristocratic girl, and before they came, they thought that he was just an ordinary country nobleman, just a teenager who was related to the Minest family, but they were completely deceived.

Everyone was waiting for the slim blonde girl, two equally young and beautiful female musicians had even prepared the lyre and recorder, and a well-dressed musician was preparing his harpsichord with the help of several servants, an instrument also from Dominica that was also taking Turin high society by storm.

The girl with a trembling expression slowly raised her right hand, and the slender jade fingers with white lace gloves seemed to have great courage, and suddenly held the hilt of the sword at her waist hard, and the gilded thin sword was like a clear spring in the dark midnight, cutting a silver glow!

"O ancient nobles of Turin City, Eren of the Kwen family of Fort Hague is challenging you!" The girl raised her sword proudly: "If you are confident that you can win against me, come up all!"