Tails, who was surprised by Viscount Patterson's exaggerated movements, had not yet figured out the deep meaning behind these words when Gilbert's voice came from behind him.

"Your Excellency Viscount Patterson!"

"Seats are ready in the ballroom, if you ......"

Gilbert had been receiving second-level guests on the other side—from important trade leaders to invited bureaucrats from the royal capital, apparently aware of the unexpected situation here, and hurried in.

"No need, boy Cassel, I'm here for him," Patterson obviously didn't hear Gilbert clearly, but that didn't stop him from treating him coldly when he saw the other man:

"Just for him. ”

Viscount Patterson bowed to the prince again, and the magnitude of his movements made everyone present pinch a cold sweat, and then he was helped to the banquet hall.

Tails, Doyle, and Glove all breathed a sigh of relief.

Gilbert looked at the Viscount's distant back and sighed softly:

"Patterson, the more individual of the Seven Stars, disdained to attend many occasions, partly because he was too old to have any scruples. ”

But apparently, it's time for him to think about future generations. ”

Looking at Tails' puzzled eyes, Gilbert added:

"One of his sons is in your guard, Second Penistor Gray Patterson. ”

Tails was in his mind.

Guests arrived one after another, and although most of them were low-ranking bureaucrats and aristocrats, there was no need for Tails to greet them, but the Mindis Hall was already busy.

It was enough for Marios and Gilbert to come out to receive them, and even Viscount Coney and Earl Godwin, who had been invited to help and act as half of their masters, went back and forth, and had no time to rest.

But unexpectedly, the people who came ahead of schedule were not only Patterson.

"Go well on the holy day, my highness!"

The VIP who followed Patterson didn't give Tails a chance to return to the lounge.

Viscount Adrian came with his wife, and Tails had to give up his plans to rest and readjust his condition.

"You have grown up, and you look very energetic, and you have a handsome posture, quite the style of His Majesty Kessel. ”

Adrian himself was only in his thirties, and he looked young and energetic.

But in the past few days, Tails knew that this viscount's family ruled the area around the fertile and beautiful Swan County in the central territory, and could be said to be the most important member of the Seven Servants of the Bright Stars.

Tails did not dare to slack off at all, and greeted them with a pleasant face.

"Obviously, no matter how strong the cold wind is in the north, no matter how heavy the blizzard is, no matter how fierce the yellow sand of the western wilderness is, and no matter how hot the temperature is," Viscount Adrian looked directly into Tails' gaze, and his wife smiled silently, quiet and beautiful, "It is difficult to hide the stars in the sky, and the brilliance is dazzling." ”

Tails could only respond mildly, according to Gilbert's teachings, neither humble nor arrogant, but not lacking, neither too prominent nor too dumb.

Like a qualified prince of bright stars.

Until Adrian bowed down and squeezed Tails' palm, his lips touching the back of Tails' hand.

"I'm not their lord or lord, am I?"

Tails sent Viscount Adrian away, rubbed the back of his hand that had been kissed twice, and asked suspiciously:

"I mean...... Not yet?"

"It's not. Doyle replied absent-mindedly.

The guard replied abnormally, and only then did Tails realize that something was wrong:

I saw D.D nodding his head and watching Viscount Adrian leave almost flatteringly, and even Glover was respectful and greeted all the way.

Compared to when the old viscount was there just now, the attitude was very different.

"What's wrong?" the young duke frowned.

"They're special?"

Doyle came back to his senses and scratched his head:

"Ah, I'm sorry, that, Your Highness, do you remember Lord Adrian?

Tails frowned, remembering the Lord Adrian who was in charge of the royal guard when he entered the Revival Palace to meet the king.

The prince realized:

"So, Viscount Adrian just now, he is not only the Seven Servants of the Bright Stars, but also a ......"

"yes," Doyle breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the other disappear out of view:

"The nephew of our immediate boss. ”

Tails groaned slightly, but what he was thinking about was not Doyle and Glovor's workplace.

Patterson and Adrian, the two families of the Seven Stars came to the Mindis Hall ahead of schedule and ...... to me It can't be a coincidence, right?

His suspicions were soon confirmed.

Five minutes later, as Tails was about to return to the lounge and wait for the next batch of heavyweight guests, a man and a woman stepped out of the carriage holding hands, walked into the Mindith Hall with different steps, and came to him under the guidance of the waiter.

Glopour and Doyle's faces changed slightly, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Your Highness," D.D said worriedly.

"This ...... We'd better go back...... Let Count Cassel come and ......"

But the guests were walking very fast, and before Doyle could finish speaking, they came to Tails.

"Your Highness, Your Highness," at the urging of the woman beside him, the young male nobleman, his voice was muffled, and his anger was like a gossamer, "I am ...... I'm Luther, Luther...... Very, very happy ......"

Tails frowned.

The man in front of him was very young, only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was awkward, his expression was tense, and his posture was twisted.

To make matters worse, he bowed his head deeply, just staring at the soles of his shoes, and did not look at Tails, as if the floor tiles of the Mindish Hall were more attractive.

Tails noticed that the little nobleman named Luther, though eccentric and trembling, had elaborate make-up and splendid clothing, and had apparently been well-groomed.

There were more and more carriages outside the hall, and the sound of wheels colliding on the stone road became louder and more noisy.

In the next second, the slurring Luthor hadn't finished greeting yet, but his facial features tightened.

Staring at the floor, he suddenly became anxious, struggling to shake the woman's arm:

"Mom, I want to go back, I don't want it here...... I want my chess pieces ......"

The woman's face changed.

Tails then noticed the aristocratic young woman beside Luther—she looked no more than thirty years old, with a beautiful face, a light waist, and a decent posture, but her expression was slightly tired, and she was conservatively dressed and darkened.

I saw her squeeze out an apologetic smile to Tails worriedly, and then leaned close to her son's ear and whispered:

"Kid, you've practiced, you've done well, remember what I told you......"

Her tone grew a little harsh.

But Luther's voice became agitated, and his movements became intense:

"No!"

His voice was bitter and weeping, and the amplitude of his arms grew louder and louder:

"I want to go back, I want chess pieces, I want chessboards......"

Ignoring the fact that the Duke of Star Lake and his attendants, including the entire front porch, were watching.

His mother anxiously comforted, but Luther's struggle became more and more unreasonable, and he directly squatted on the ground with an indecent posture:

"I'm going back! I'm going back! I'm going back, I'm going back, I'm going back, I'm going back, I'm going to go ......back, I'm going to

Glouover and Doyle looked at each other, and the nervous two leaned forward, separating Tails from Luthor, who was getting more and more moving, for fear that the obviously abnormal guest would do something against the Duke.

The beautiful young woman's face was pale, and she tried her best to pull her son up, and at the same time to comfort her, but it was evident that it was not effective.

Until a gentle voice interjected into this little accident:

"It's okay, Luther. ”

In Luthor's unrelenting crying, several people turned their heads, only to see Tails smiling and pushing aside Glover and Doyle, and squatting down in front of Luther despite their dissuasion.

The noblewoman, who was about to open her mouth to ask the servant to help, was slightly startled.

"I also like to play chess, the 'Rise and Fall of Empires' version, right?"

As if there was some magic in the Prince's words, Luthor stopped struggling, but stared at the floor, gasping for breath.

"It's just that I've never used 'Swordsman' well, and I always lost most of them before I was promoted to 'Knight'. Tails shrugged.

Luthor didn't say a word, just gasped for breath.

"I don't have a pawn in my hand right now," Tails said in a chagrined tone, as if he was also upset:

"But luckily, I have something more interesting – new pieces. ”

Tails reached for his chest.

Glouover saw the duke's movements clearly, and was shocked:

"Your Highness—"

Tails took off the badge representing the nine-pointed star on his chest, and turned it around in front of Luther's eyes like a treasure:

"Look, inlaid with crystal, in the sun, it sparkles. There's a wheel here, and at a different angle, it can refract different brilliance — count, how many colors?"

Luthor looked up dumbfounded.

The noblewoman watched the prince's actions in a daze, and stopped talking.

"And there's a mechanism here to hide some letterhead or something...... Put it on the chessboard, maybe instead of a king - ahem, instead of a knight. ”

Tails played with the badge of his status with interest and slowly got up.

Luthor's gaze slowly rose with the prince's coat of arms, and he subconsciously stood up.

Tails suddenly grinned:

"Do you like it? ”

Luther held out his palm in a daze.

But Tails' hand stalled halfway.

"But today, you have to listen to your mother," said the prince with a smile.

"Or I'm going to take it back. ”

Luthor just stared at the insignia of the Bright Star, his eyes firmly fixed and his expression focused.

I don't know how much he understood.

Tails was a little helpless, but still put the badge in the other party's hand.

The latter took the badge of the nine-pointed star, bowed his head to himself, and began to study the mechanism and light refraction inside.

Tails breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the focused Luthor with a smile.

Glove and Doyle, who had been in a state of combat readiness, looked at each other before retreating to their positions.

The young lady inhaled softly, then exhaled slowly.

She looked at her son first, then turned to Tails, smiled sincerely, and spoke with gratitude:

"Your Highness Tails, although I have heard of it, your kindness and tolerance are more touching than your cleverness and genius. ”

"Worthy of the master of this hall. ”

The young woman elegantly lifted the hem of her skirt, tilted her head slightly, and her posture was charming:

"Greetings, Eleanor Barney. ”

"The suffering is over, may you overcome the obstacles and spread your wings and soar. ”

"Of course, thank you, Lady Eleanor. Tails nodded politely, but his gaze couldn't help but glance at Luthor on the other side.

Eleanor noticed the prince's gaze and took a deep breath.

"Luther, he's not grown up yet," the young woman pursed her lips, trying to put away the glitter in her eyes, which I don't know whether to be embarrassed or ashamed:

"But teenagers can also do miracles. ”

There was stubbornness in her eyes.

"I believe you know all too well, Your Highness. ”

Eleanor gracefully held out her right hand.

Tails respectfully and respectfully shook the mother's palm, ready to kiss him in return:

"Of course, Lady Eleanor. ”

"I know. ”

But in the next second, Tails only felt his palm tighten, and his face changed!

Mrs. Eleanor smiled apologetically, but unconventionally turned over Tails' palm and bent her knees.

"Don't mind, as a vassal, kissing the hand of the lord is the duty of my generation. ”

Tails watched in amazement as Mrs. Eleanor put her hands on his palms, gently pulled open his gloves, and kissed the back of his hand in reverse.

Her lips are soft, and the strength is not the same as the first two, more like a gentle rubbing.

"My son is unable to perform his duties," the mother let go of His Royal Highness the Prince, and smiled awkwardly to relieve her embarrassment:

"Naturally, my mother does it for me. ”

"The Barney family, always by your side. ”

Tails was speechless in shock, and only subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Mrs. Eleanor didn't think of it, but smiled softly, and turned away, grabbed her toy-focused son, and headed for the banquet hall.

Tails froze in place for a second before turning his head to look at the two guards with equally stunned expressions.

It took a long time for Doyle to take a deep breath:

"I'm sure you've seen the 'little iron thorn'. ”

D.D scratched his head, a little embarrassed:

"That, Your Highness...... I know it's not convincing coming out of my mouth......"

"I also know that are very attractive......"

Tails raised an eyebrow.

"But Your Highness, don't be seduced by beauty......"

Tails snorted helplessly, talking about the embarrassment.

But then he was stunned.

"Little Iron Thorn, you mean Lady Eleanor?"

Tails thought for a while, found the answer in the recent star history class, and then was relieved:

"To have this nickname, this lady must be extraordinary. ”

Iron thorns, this is not some strange and evil sex tool.

Historically, this represents four hundred years ago, in the middle of the third century, when a certain Tyers had a great-great...... Great-grandmother (older than someone who liked to eat chicken legs):

'Iron Thorn Queen Mother' Eleanor.

This legendary woman became the Venerable Queen of the Stars at the age of twenty-six, and spent the next seventy years in the wind and waves.

She has experienced twelve wars, four coups d'état, eight supreme kings, and witnessed the legendary stories of "The Palace of the Cutter", "The Return of the Youth", "The Humiliation of the Djinn", "The Evil Waves of the East China Sea", "Only Blood Sharpens the Edge" and other legendary stories that have been changed into historical dramas, but she still stands at the top of the times, firmly grasping the rudder of the fate of the kingdom in that era when the dragon rises and the stars are weak, and the wind and rain are frequent and wars are frequent.

But Tails then wondered:

"But why the 'little iron thorn'?"

Doyle's eyebrows fluttered, and he seemed very happy that the prince asked him about the noble gossip:

"Because there's someone else in the 'Little Iron Thorn', and it just so happens to be in the Barney family - it's the old great-grandmother of the baby baron. ”

"That little old lady is still alive, I saw it once when I went to Barney Manor, and I thought I had met the legendary evil Dryad......"

Glover cleared his throat heavily.

Doyle realized that he had said the wrong thing, and in his wit, he immediately changed his words:

"In short, Lady Eleanor, who loves to kiss your hand, married into the prosperous Barney family when she was still a young man—it was the eve of the bloody year, and the old lady 'Little Iron Thorn' was skillful, so that they had important ministers in the court, fiefs outside the court, and even the royal guard had two collateral relatives in important positions. ”

Doyle grinned, seemingly enjoying the gossip.

The ...... is in full swing The Barney Family.

Tails was stunned.

"Just ......"

D.D looked at Mrs. Eleanor's back and whispered, "It's a pity." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Lady Eleanor's newlywed husband, Viscount Barney at that time, was not only old enough to be her father, but he was also a bedridden tuberculosis who hung up within a few years of his bloody years. ”

Doyle pursed his lips and sighed:

"Leaving her widowed at a young age, and with a stupid posthumous son, it is troublesome to even remarry. ”

But Doyle thought about it:

No, there is a "little iron thorn", who dares to let her niece and granddaughter-in-law remarry?

"You know, there are many people in the aristocratic circle near the royal capital who secretly ridicule her, saying that the seed in her stomach is actually not ......"

Doyle's words were still in his ears, but the prince's attention had been drawn back to the widowed mother who had raised her children on her own.

Tails stared at the figure of Mrs. Eleanor.

He saw that she grabbed her son, who was different from ordinary people, and grabbed the latter's fingers without saying a word, first took a few deep breaths, and then walked into the Grand Banquet Hall of the Duke of Star Lake with her head held high and her steps calmly.

Ignoring the strange gazes of all kinds of people around him.

Tails then noticed that Eleanor's makeup was good, but it was difficult to hide the microlines at the corners of her eyes.

But her neck is white and slender, and her waist is moving.

Never bent.

Tails suddenly remembered: After the ups and downs of Queen Eleanor's magnificent life came to an end, later generations had mixed reviews of her.

Critics accused her of being keen on power struggles, manipulating the court, poisoning the people and persecuting Zhongliang in a conspiracy to dominate the government.

Supporters praised her for her skillful skills, tenacity and determination, supporting the kingdom and turning the tide in the years when the stars were hoarse.

However, the most widely remembered by the world is the evaluation left by an unknown bard, which is brilliant in the annals of history:

"I don't remember if Eleanor was beautiful or not. ”

"All I know is that even if I step on my feet, there are thousands of iron thorns......"

She can also keep her expression unchanged and walk calmly. ”