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When Charles stepped into the banquet hall, he was smug.
When everyone cast a surprised look at him, he was full of confidence.
However, when the banquet hall fell into a long silence, he felt a little strange.
The dress for tonight was specially prepared by him after a long time.
Even, he has prepared an impassioned speech, just waiting for someone to ask him: "Dear Marquis, how come you come to the banquet in armor?"
But!
Why don't people keep asking?
The Marquis of Charles was deeply disappointed.
These people are so stupid that they can't even pass him a word.
So he coughed a few times and prepared to ask and answer:
"You must be curious, why don't I wear a dress?
Because I don't have a face to wear it! "
Marquis Charles took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
When he opened it again, tears were already in his eyes!
"The troll army retreated, but did we really win?
You all ask yourself..."
When Marquis Charles spoke about this, he swept the audience with a distressed look.
But at some point, he suddenly got stuck.
Because, at a glance he saw the maverick figure in the crowd - Colin.
Then, his whole person was not good...
Colin also saw Marquis Charles at this time.
Then, his whole person is not well...
I wore armor to attend the banquet because I was really forced by that crazy woman to find a way. What kind of show are you doing?
The entire banquet hall was silent.
Ten seconds passed.
Twenty seconds passed.
Thirty seconds passed...
"Knight Colin!"
Finally, the Marquis of Charles screamed affectionately, breaking the disturbing awkward silence.
I saw him walking a few steps quickly and came to Colin.
Colin instinctively panicked when facing Marquis Charles, who was wearing a "couple costume" with him.
He retracted his hands subconsciously.
But, it's a pity.
He still was quickly caught by Marquis Charles!
"Knight Colin!" Marquis Charles clasped Colin's hands tightly. "I knew that there was always someone in the North, just like me, who didn't want to indulge in false victory, but dared to take up weapons and put on armor. A warrior who fought the trolls to the death!"
Colin resisted the urge to withdraw his hands, quickly adjusted the expression on his face, and put on an impassioned appearance.
I, who should cooperate with you, can only perform as best as I can.
But compared to Marquis Charles's actor-level performance, Colin is still a bit ashamed.
For example, the other party's tears filled his eyes, but he was forced to endure the subtle control of not letting the tears flow down.
"Master Marquis!" Colin's tone gradually choked. "If I don't avenge my father for one day, I won't disarm for a day! Please reorganize your army and lead us to counterattack the ice field!"
"Please rest assured, I will not let you down!"
The two movie kings looked at each other affectionately and were full of affection.
"But you have let us down."
A flat voice came from the entrance of the hall.
The sound was not loud, but it silenced the whole hall.
Moreover, this person's words revealed his disdain for Marquis Charles's words, but none of those present dared to refute it.
Even Marquis Charles himself, although a well-prepared performance was abruptly interrupted, he only showed embarrassment and guilt when he heard these words.
At the same time, the crowd immediately separated on both sides to make room for the people at the door.
The Marquis of Garcia appeared at the door.
Behind him, Vera was dressed up.
The two "men in armor" finally stopped looking at each other, turned their heads, and paid tribute to the two men who entered the hall at this time.
Marquis Garcia wore a dark blue dress today, his face was cold, and he walked briskly through the crowd, passing by Marquis Charles and Colin without stopping.
He didn't even look at both of them.
It seemed that he was a little bit dissatisfied with the coax drama that the two had made.
As the person with the highest status in today's banquet, the attitude of Marquis Garcia is very important.
Seeing that he didn't care about the two "armored men", and the nobles who attended the meeting were relieved.
However, although the Marquis of Garcia is today a well-deserved focus figure, the real focus on the venue now is someone else.
At least, all the men on the scene, their eyes are on the slender figure behind Marquis Garcia.
Of course, Colin is no exception.
Vera tonight is breathtakingly beautiful.
She is wearing a pure white long dress with slits, her dazzling golden long hair draped over her smooth shoulders, her azure eyes are as pure as the sea, and her height ratio of 1.7 meters is excellent. Every undulation of her body is woven into a fascinating curve.
What made it more difficult for the male nobles at the banquet was that Vera had an almost perfect exquisite face.
Moreover, the mystery of the mage, the dignity and elegance of the nobles, and the tenderness and grace of the young girl has been perfectly integrated into her body, exuding a fatal attraction.
"Who is she?"
Many male nobles have begun to inquire about Vera's identity in a low voice.
The Duke’s adopted daughter is indeed quite mysterious, and Colin could not find any information about her from the memory of his predecessor, as if the Duke of St. Hilde was deliberately concealing her existence.
However, the Marquis of Garcia seems to be officially introducing this beauty to the North.
"Before the banquet, please allow me to introduce this beautiful lady."
The Marquis of Garcia led Vera to the high platform in the front row of the hall and introduced:
"Vera St. Hilde, the adopted daughter of the Duke of St. Hilde!"
"Wow-"
Upon hearing Vera's true identity, the eyes of the male nobles in the audience became more intense.
There is only one thought left in their minds - marry her!
Dreams are always necessary, otherwise, what is the difference with salted fish?
Marquis García seemed to see the thoughts of the people, so he no longer procrastinated. He immediately picked up a goblet and said loudly, "Tonight's banquet has officially begun! Everyone, enjoy!"
"Praise the Lord Marquis!"
...
As soon as the Marquis Garcia's voice fell, the beautiful music began to sound.
The banquet officially began.
As expected, Miss Vera was immediately surrounded by many male aristocrats of the right age.
Regardless of their status, almost all unmarried men present wanted to try and have a chance to be lucky.
After all, a woman like Vera, whose appearance and identity can be called perfect, is the best marriage partner.
As for whether they are considered successful or not, then we have to try it first.
Vera dealt with the nobles who came to strike up a conversation skillfully, it seemed that such a scene was nothing to her.
Her every move reveals the grace of the Duke's daughter, politely and resolutely rejecting waves of men.
"Don't you try?" Marquis Charles touched Colin next to him with his elbow.
"Go." Colin looked like an old sage and said, "but you have to give someone a chance first."
The Marquis of Charles heard the powerful confidence contained in Colin's words, and he suddenly looked a little at ease:
"Hey! Don't blame me for not reminding you. There are many young men who are above you, regardless of their status or appearance!"
Colin shrugged, ignoring Charles's warning, but picked up a glass of champagne from the tray of the passing waiter, and tasted it carefully.
When Marquis Charles saw this, he rolled his eyes and felt that he was really worried.
At this time, there were already many men and women dancing in pairs in the center of the banquet hall.
But Vera has never accepted an invitation from any man.
Finally, waiting for the bees, flies, and butterflies around her to return one by one, Colin put down the wine glass and walked to Vera.
"Beautiful and honorable lady, may I have the honor to invite you to dance?" Colin bowed slightly and stretched out his right hand to Vera.
A faint blush appeared on Vera's face, and she obediently placed her right hand in Colin's hand:
"It is good."
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