The delicate door of the carriage opened gently, the golden-red carpet tumbled down from the inside, and the royal guards of the palace who came with them raised the swallow-tailed flags and halberds in their hands, and the stars stood separately on both sides like the moon, arching Anson as he walked out of the carriage.

Green and Lusen, who didn't have time to prepare for the reception ceremony, were really relieved to hear that it was the little prince, but they also brought the servants and a few guards at the door to wait in front of the door, and there were many guests standing behind them who had not had time to sit down, ready to witness the "demeanor" of His Royal Highness the prince, who was only eleven years old.

Seeing so many people waiting for him, Anson was both excited and a little nervous - this was the first time he had attended such a formal banquet, and His Majesty Horace, who had not been very fond of those aristocratic salons before, could not have brought his own children with him, so that Anson had no experience with such an occasion.

To maintain my demeanor, I want to represent my father's face, His Royal Highness the little prince remembered what Edward had said before he came, and his eyes couldn't help but tilt behind him, but he still held back.

Anson strode down the steps of the carriage with his chest puffed up, his small but increasingly stocky body wearing a knight's robe, and he could already faintly see the strong physique inherited by the Markellus family, which also made many rumors about him immediately dispel - Anson was indeed of the goshawk blood of Marcherus, and was not affected by his father's too weak body.

Standing behind Anson, Edward couldn't help but speculate - although this little prince Anson was only eleven years old, as Horace's only direct bloodline, plus Horace's own innate reasons, it was indeed necessary for Anson to be occasionally exposed to the public, not only to dispel some unnecessary rumors, but also to allow him to get some exercise.

"My father has no time to be distracted by his busy schedule, so today I am here to send the most sincere wishes of the Marcherus family to Sir Alan Kwyn, who celebrated his coming-of-age ceremony. Anson pressed his right hand to his chest, with a slight smile on his face: "I hope that Minest and the Kwyn family will not be neglected by this." ”

"Not at all, Your Royal Highness Prince Anson Marcherus. Luceen's bookish face looked quite amiable and easy to impress: "Your presence has made this garden very bright, and Alan will surely be blessed by the Radiant Cross because of your blessing." ”

"It would be great if you could think like that. Anson replied politely, the expression on his face still unchanged, and turned his gaze to Greene Turn, "Please apologize to you, Commander Green, I should have told you first, but you left early when I went to send someone to look for you." ”

"You don't need to apologize for this kind of thing at all, because it's simply an oversight!" Green's cheeks flushed, and he was the most reluctant to make excuses, especially in this case: "I will go and confess to Your Majesty myself tomorrow, and if I am not punished, the Turn's face will be disgraced by it." ”

"So, Your Highness Anson, can you get ready to take your seat now?" Lusen asked tentatively, "We've ordered someone to prepare a table for you, and there are some appetizers and drinks for you to taste before the banquet begins." ”

"Thank you to the Minest family for their kindness, but we're not in a hurry yet. Anson just smiled lightly, and then went on to talk to Green, but the expression on Luxen's face stiffened a little - he really didn't expect that the eleven-year-old prince would be able to resist the temptation of dessert, and almost refuse his request in front of everyone.

Even Green himself felt the extremely embarrassed mood of his friend beside him, and hurriedly said that he and His Royal Highness Anson, your attendant military attache Edward, had something to say, and His Highness could leave first, and he didn't have to worry too much about himself.

"Well, you can't keep your master waiting. The little prince nodded thoughtfully, as if he didn't feel the slightly distorted expression on Lusen's face: "Sir Edward, come directly to me after talking to Commander Green, don't wait too long." ”

Anson said this, with a slight nervousness on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little unnaturally, and then followed the servant who had come to lead the way, and walked towards the depths of the garden.

"Sir Edward Witwood, it is a shame that I was not able to attend your canonization ceremony. Lusen was really complicated to look at Edward in the Sacred Tree Knight's robe and cloak, this man was just a commoner in a foreign country not long ago, but now he was qualified to drink with him at the same table: "Alan and I are still very worried about you. ”

"It is a great honor to be here. Since the other party said polite words, Edward naturally took out a pair of playing cards and smiled to deal with it. Obviously, Lu Sien also knew that the two of them had nothing to talk about, so after a little expression, he walked away with His Highness Anson. Only Edward and Green were left outside the gate.

"Did you teach His Highness Anson those words just now?" Green put his hands behind his back and asked Edward quietly, "I can't see that you still have the talent to be a scholar." ”

"I don't know what you're talking about, what His Highness Anson wants to say, that's his own business. How could Edward admit such a thing? He glanced at Green with a "serious" expression, "It seems to be against chivalry to directly accuse others without evidence—what do you say, my esteemed Commander of the Garrison?"

"Don't lie to me, I've been with Your Highness longer than you - it's true that His Highness Anson has a unique talent for things like swordsmanship and horseback riding, but after all, he is still a child who has not grown up, and he can't say those words just now. Hearing Edward's denial, Green sneered: "If you don't want to be discovered by others, don't be too conspicuous - the ones just now are too eye-catching, and they are easy to be suspicious." ”

"What are you deliberately trying to do with me?" Edward narrowed his eyes, his face a little solemn, "Maybe we can be honest and honest, and the effect will be better." ”

"If you tell the truth, Sir Edward. Green said in a deep voice: "Otherwise, I won't tell you my truth, we will always have to be wary and suspicious of each other, don't you think it's bad?"

"What do you want to know?"

"I want to know...... You followed His Highness Anson to participate in this party, whether it was because of His Highness's impulse, or because you were bewitched. ”

"Well, suppose I can really bewitch the prince, but what about His Majesty Horace?" Edward shrugged his shoulders: "If even Your Majesty and I can go around the ground, then the most suitable role for me is not a knight, but a money lender." ”

Green smiled, apparently he didn't think Edward could do this: "I'm just a little skeptical, after all, His Majesty Horace rarely agrees to let Anson touch these things, and besides, the prince is still young, I don't see where there is such a need." ”

"But he is still a prince and the direct heir of His Majesty Horace, and it is also good for him to have access to these as soon as possible, not to mention that this is also agreed by His Majesty. Edward shook his head, "With all due respect, Sir Greene Turn, you've been getting more and more suspicious since you became a commander. ”

"There's a reason for that. Green thoughtfully leaned at the door of the Minest Mansion: "You can't know what kind of ordeal I'm enduring right now - family, friends, and loyalty, I thought that by becoming the commander of the Garrison Legion, I would be able to rise to prominence, but now that I think about it, it was really wrong!"

"Then I can only wish you good luck, and may the Radiant Cross bless you. Edward shrugged his shoulders and was about to turn away, but Green grabbed him by the shoulder from behind!

"Whether Your Majesty agrees to you to come or not, I want to advise you again, don't do stupid things!" Green, who was originally very relaxed, suddenly sank: "A guy like you definitely wouldn't think that tonight's banquet was just for Allen to celebrate his coming-of-age ceremony, right?"

"Oh...... What else could be the matter?" asked Edward, "ignorant of nothing," blankly.

"As I said, if you want me to be honest and honest, you have to tell the truth!" Green's right arm clamped tightly on Edward's shoulder, "If you think that bringing His Highness Anson here will be able to sabotage the Minest family's plans, then you are stupid, because this dispute is much more complicated than you think." ”

"I assure you that no matter what happens, you will definitely be on the side of the Knights of the Sacred Tree. Edward looked into Green's eyes solemnly: "Even His Majesty trusts and agrees that I am responsible for protecting the prince, why should you be suspicious?"

"Because that's how I've come here, it's really hard to maintain absolute loyalty to Your Majesty, and all kinds of temptations will make you dazzled. Green finally let go of his hand, smiled and tilted his head sideways and asked, "You used to serve Alan Kwyn?"

"It's been a short time, but you're right, and I don't think that would conflict with my allegiance to the Order and Your Majesty, and I have a lot of respect for Alan Kwyn's character and character. ”

"Is it really just respect, no other thoughts or meanings?" Green smiled very slyly, and then patted Edward on the shoulder vigorously, "No matter what, we should go—we can't let His Highness Anson not find his attendant military attaché!"