Chapter 329 The Direct Line of the Marquis

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Tonight's Royal Palace in Flor City is far more lively than outside the city. In the palace, His Majesty the King specially vacated a side hall, together with the outside garden and lawn, to use it together to catch the wind and dust for his dear daughter.

The old king, who was very old and was seriously ill, did not see any weakness tormented by the illness, but instead dragged his ministers and offered three glasses of wine in a row.

Although these three glasses of wine were all 'low-strength' wine that was filled by half of the water after Angelina's eyes, the servants who served the king still frightened a group of old men in the elders' house.

The elders of these elders were, strictly speaking, close relatives of the king's lineage, and they all had blood ties with the royal family, otherwise they wouldn't be able to mix into one of the three major power institutions in the kingdom.

Several of them were even elders of the old King Faustin, but in the end, under the eyes of the king, these old men had to keep their mouths shut and let the king do whatever he wanted tonight.

The old king's former title of "male lion" was not for nothing, but his hands were covered with the blood of those who disobeyed.

Seeing these old stubborn being frightened by his own intimidation, the old king laughed. Today his daughter came back, and the king in a good mood even felt that the pain on his body was lighter.

Throwing the silver wine glass in his hand to the attendant who was serving with him, the old king took Angelina's hand and sat on the throne in the center of the hall, warming himself up.

The Holy Tower and the Knights Hall have made such a big move in the coming year. What is it? He, a king with a million people, naturally knows the reason in his heart.

I used to worry about my daughter and couldn't sleep.

Seeing the king and the princess, they were chatting vigorously above the hall, and the noble ministers under them often winked and did not dare to bother.

Angelina belongs to one of the princesses who have not left the court. If there is no accident, it is usually difficult to get in touch with the great nobles in the Faustin court.

This princess, who is favored by His Majesty the King, is also a top student who has returned from studying at the Royal Academy of the Omor Empire. At this moment, there are many young and talented Faustin noble men in the hall who want to explore the fragrance.

Among these aristocratic talents, the young nobleman who is most likely to be favored by the princess is the new generation leader of the Marquis of Sandro with the name of 'genius'.

Coster Sandro, one of the great-grandsons of the contemporary Marquis Sandro, was already a mid-level attendant at the age of twenty-four, and it was rumored that the lineage of the duke's family had already touched the threshold of a high-rank attendant.

There are many people in the aristocracy who use medicine to build up their strength, but these people, without exception, will not be regarded as geniuses, and Coster can rely on his own efforts to reach a middle-level attendant at this age, which is indeed similar to Princeton. Compared with the students of Imperial Royal Academy, it is not much worse.

It's just that this young master Coster is in a gloomy mood today. He was also one of the people who went with his father to greet Angelina outside the city. Go up and introduce yourself to Princess Angelina with a gesture of perfection.

What Coster didn't expect was that Angelina didn't give Angelina any more facial expressions than the fascinated smile that is usually seen among noble youths and women.

On the contrary, it was the unremarkable gray-haired knight who had been following behind the princess team, causing Princess Angelina to turn around frequently.

Princess Angelina turned her head back, but with the knight's occasional laughter, Coster was fascinated by the princess' charm, and at the same time was extremely tired of the gray-haired knight.

"Go and ask about that knight's background." Coster pulled one of his 'friends' in the hall.

This young master Coster had a great talent for practicing vindictiveness, but in his private life, he was a complete mess.

Among the noble children of the capital city of Flor, there are many ignorant and ignorant guys. Coster upholds the title of genius and often hangs out with these friends.

The name of the 'fool friend' who was brought over by Costella was Jeans. Jeans had just had a hot fight with a girl from the Viscount family some time ago, and now he was preparing to go down and dance slowly in the garden with his female companion.

Don't look at each of these, they are not very capable, but they are good at everything, and ballroom dancing is a compulsory course for every noble.

Jeans, who was pulled out of Wenrou Township, not only did not have a trace of impatience, but asked flatteringly, "Master Coster, do you have any orders?"

The Jeans family is only Faustain's ordinary earl family, and this Count is a member of the Marquis of Sandro's family, so it is understandable that Jeans is so respectful to Coster.

Not only the Jeans family, but almost every middle and small aristocrat in Faustin has his own object of attachment. If you explore the context of these small and medium aristocrats, you will find that the big aristocrat standing at the highest position is Faustin's four. The Marquis family.

Coster didn't want to talk nonsense any more, and his right hand pointed to Locke, who was sitting on a stone chair and chatting with Myerson in the garden outside the hall.

"Is that Mr. Myerson?" Jeans turned his head and looked over, his attention was not on Locke, but on the fat man next to him.

"I don't care who it is, are you going?!" Coster urged with displeasure on his face.

"Then... well, I'll go!" Jeans pondered for a long time, then gritted his teeth and agreed.

Myerson is not the sons of nobles who don't have actual titles, but Fausten is serious.

The count who was entrusted by His Majesty the King himself.

In terms of status, it is on the same level as Jeans' grandfather.

Of course, this level of status is only a vague definition. The Jeans family is a military-oriented force, while the family controlled by Earl Myerson is an economical business family.

The comparison of status, energy, and strength between the two families is really hard to say.

Jeans, who was driven by Coster, had to explain a sentence to his girlfriend before walking out of the hall through the noisy crowd.

These Faustin's "superior" have their own set of information channels, and Jeans is now going out of the palace to find someone to inquire.

He also joined the team to welcome the princess, but because of his insufficient status and qualifications, he was pushed to the outermost periphery of all noble ministers, so that he did not recognize that Locke was also one of the people who came back with the princess.

Jeans just thought that this gray-haired knight was not pleasing to Coster's eyes. Coster's temper is very strange in the circle. Last month, he just broke the leg of a baron's eldest son. Jealousy.

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