Edward, of course, could not refuse the lady's "invitation", and after bidding farewell to Goodwin, who was already so excited that he was about to faint, he followed Lady Angelica towards the heart of the whole banquet, the flowing courtyard of the Fountain Garden, which surrounded the courtyard with delicate marble columns, and far more colored lights and decorations than anywhere else.

Before I came, I knew that the Wizards' Guild had prepared a lot of gifts for tonight. Although it is no secret that the technology of making stained glass is not a secret, except for the expensive imports of Dominica, only the wizards' guilds of Turin City have mastered it, and it is very "local" - although the variety of colors is not as good as that of Dominica, the wizards of Turin can make a glass of glass have four colors at the same time!

Around the courtyard of flowing water, Edward saw at least sixty glass lamps of various shapes—in the shape of a glorious cross, a one-horned seahorse and a shield spear, and a dancer...... There are thousands of colors, each of which is exquisite and can be called a work of art, which shows that this group of wizards has definitely spent their money to please the Minest family.

Unlike the lively atmosphere outside, the flowing water courtyard is quite quiet, and you can only hear the elegant song echoing like a nightingale, mixed with the crisp lyre and the quaint notes of the northern flute, and the intoxicating music seems to have a relaxing effect.

Lady Angelica, who walked beside Edward to lead the way, seemed to be unusually happy tonight, and there was no lack of smile on her cheeks, which was a little different from the usual indifference, and the delicate and luxurious dress perfectly set off the curvy figure of this noble lady, and even Edward, who walked beside her, could feel the proud fullness.

"You've been a glorious night, Lady Angelica. Edward cautiously approached the noblewoman: "And this dinner, which I have heard was also organized by you, is such a extravagant spectacle that I have never heard of, and which I have never seen before, as if it were a dream." ”

"You're not alone, you're standing here, and you're more surprised than a thousand balls. Mrs. Angelica smiled tactfully: "Think that at the end of the summer you were still desperate, and you were snubbed by the gardener at the Hague Castle, and now some people have begun to want to slap you, how unpredictable is the world." ”

"I think you may be mistaken, Mr. Goodwin is just a friend of mine, and he just needs my help and not a stammer. Edward bowed his head apologetically and explained, "And I am also a Knightly of the Sacred Tree, and the teachings of the Order require me not to be stingy with a helping hand to my friends. ”

"Really?" asked Lady Angelica casually, apparently not believing even Edward's "formulaic" answer, "I wish the Radiant Cross would have heard what you just said." ”

After saying this, Lady Angelica stopped outside the courtyard of flowing water, and Edward, who was standing behind her, could only watch the scene in the courtyard from afar, and the guests sitting behind the long table in a circle were quietly admiring the beautiful singing and music - it is worth mentioning that the singer and the two musicians who were performing were all young girls, and the eldest was a year or two older than Edward.

And the singeress, dressed in a navy-blue dress, with an immaculately white expression that Edward still had some impression of, and had sung in the patio of the hall that night of the Rose Glass.

"How does it feel about this?" asked Mrs. Angelica, who was standing aside, "is it the type you like?"

"I'm not sure what else I have a unique aesthetic. Edward shook his head and looked at the singer who seemed to be singing as hard as she could: "But she is indeed charming, and that should be undeniable." ”

"Then do you want her, I can arrange it. The lady asked without any emotion: "It is said that this female singer is still a virgin, but it doesn't matter, you can test it yourself." ”

“............ What do you mean?" Edward's face turned cold: "If it's a gift, you don't have to, if there's anything you can just order." ”

"I know Lawrence went to you, and I can guess what he told you, but it doesn't matter. Lady Angelica smiled proudly, "Remember this - you don't listen to him no matter what stupid things he does, and he will never give you what Minest can give you." ”

"Whether you want it or not, I'll arrange that girl when the banquet is over, as a gift to congratulate you on becoming an acolyte - never forget that going against the Minests is never like being obedient, and that we will never treat any of our collaborators badly, nor will we spare any of our enemies. ”

.................. "Why have you been there for so long, the banquet is about to begin!" Seeing Edward approaching, the uneasiness in the eyes of the little prince Anson finally relaxed a little - he once thought that it was a good thing that no one cared, but when this happened, he realized how reassuring it was to have an elder to rely on.

Surrounded by these people who had never seen him before, but who were so respectful to him, Anson felt that he would be judged even if he ate a cherry, and the feeling of numbness in his scalp made the little prince unable to even eat the snacks at all, and only hoped that Edward would come back quickly, at least he would have a lot of security while he was there, and ensure that he would not embarrass his father because he had done something wrong.

"Sorry for the extra time, Your Highness Anson. Edward apologized to the little prince with great sincerity: "It takes a long time to get to this courtyard from outside the mansion. ”

"Okay, I forgive you, now hurry here. The little prince only returned to his old appearance at this time, and pointed to the empty seat next to him with a very cheerful smile: "I specially asked the people of the Minest family to move an extra chair, and you can sit next to me today and enjoy their hospitality together." ”

"Your Royal Highness, my duty is to serve you, such a move seems ......" Edward was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Anson to be so "enthusiastic".

"You are my attendant military attaché, so you can only obey my orders, not my father's. Anson's expression suddenly became solemn, and he looked at Edward arrogantly, "Are you denying my respect, or are you saying that only my father is qualified to command you?"

As if everything was innate, Anson's eyebrows were very natural and calmly revealing the majesty of the Wang family, and his cold tone was full of natural momentum. Edward smiled and said no more, and naturally sat down next to Anson, handing his cloak and sword to the palace guard standing behind the chair.

And this seemingly unruly behavior also attracted the attention of many young nobles around - although he was still young, the little prince was still the focus of everyone's attention, and after seeing that His Royal Highness the prince even reserved a seat for a small attendant military attaché, everyone began to talk about it, and even began to ask the people next to him who the young knight was.

Naturally, there were also many "well-informed" nobles who knew a thing or two, and then proudly told the people around them about Edward, and then enjoyed the surprises from the people around them - they knew all about the riots in Pipe Town, but they didn't know anything about who put down the chaos and killed Cortez.

Anson also seemed to faintly hear the chatter of the people around him, and there was still a slight sly smile on his still somewhat childish face, as if he felt honored that his attendant military attache had become the focus of others' talk - but in Edward's view, this was just a means for the little prince to use himself as a shield for him to attract "firepower". It's not unacceptable, not to mention that Edward also needs others to know him.

The three young girls in the center of the courtyard finally finished their performance, stood up and bowed to a burst of cheerful applause, and then left the courtyard. Lady Angelica, who was sitting not far away, glanced at Edward with a slight smile, and gestured to Edward in the direction the three of them had left.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding......" The crisp rattle sounded, and a kind-looking old man who had been sitting beside Lady Angelica slowly stood up, and Edward looked at the old man with a smile on his lips - needless to say, this must be the Marquis of Holard Minest.

"Thank you to a few beautiful girls for giving us such a wonderful performance on this equally beautiful night, and it is a great pleasure to hear such beautiful voices before I am old enough to be deaf. The old man smiled very indifferently and laughed at himself, and the guests around him also laughed kindly, obviously this is not the first time that the old man has teased his age.

"Of course, we are very grateful to all of you for coming, your presence has added so much splendor to this prosaic garden. As he spoke, the old man raised his glass and saluted Anson, who was sitting directly across from him: "And the presence of His Royal Highness Anson Marcherus, this is an incomparable honor, long live Marchelus!"

"Long live Marcherus - !!!" all the guests, including Anson himself, likewise raised their glasses, smiled and shouted.

"So, let the wine fill everyone's golden cups and enjoy this wonderful night together!"

Before Holard could finish speaking, there was a loud noise in the sky, and colorful fireworks competed in the night.

The banquet began.