Chapter 331 Banquet

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The banquet in the palace of the royal capital continued until late into the night, before gradually dissipating the initial heat.

King Faustin was old after all, and he persisted until the early hours of the morning. Under the persuasion of Angelina, Princess Kent supported him and returned to the bedroom.

In recent years, Princess Kent's influence among the nobles has been deliberately suppressed by Prince Kensell, and the king also showed an indifferent attitude of not dealing with it, which made the princess completely silence her once careful thoughts.

Her own children are also getting bigger and bigger, and Princess Kent thinks more that when the king dies in the future and Prince Kensell succeeds to the throne, it will give them a good place for their mothers.

In the past few years, the war between the Liquia Alliance and the Principality of San Jose just ended, the chaos in the alliance and the current situation of the various lords pulling each other's backs, so that the big lord of the Liquia Alliance, the Marquis of Kent, had no time to take care of his sister and nephew.

Before leaving, Angelina quietly gave the old king a light green core.

"Drink with water before going to bed." Angelina said softly.

Although the king looked suspicious, he didn't ask specifically, could it be possible that Angelina could harm him.

"This is a good thing. Locke specially asked me to bring it to you." When Princess Kent helped the old king to get up, Angelina went over and quietly added.

"Humph~" The old king blew the white beard on his chin and ignored Angelina's words.

Of course, the old king knew who Locke was. Before Locke and Angelina went to the Omor Empire, all the information about Locke was placed in front of the king's case.

The old king was very disgusted with this knight who kidnapped his dear daughter.

It can't be said that Locke is incompetent, at least the old king knows a lot of information about Locke from the intelligence collected.

He joined the army at the age of fourteen, and became the captain of the Second Corps of the Eagles at the age of sixteen. He participated in many battles such as the Bloody Battle of Gordon Heights and the Battle of Filmer Grand Canyon.

At the age of eighteen, Princess Angelina was rescued in the Murphy Forest, and both of them were missing for more than two months. They were finally found by patrolling soldiers outside the Bering Mountains.

At the age of 20, he was granted the status of a noble knight and went to the Ormore Empire to study with Princess Angelina.

Judging from this brief information, the old king is quite sure of Locke's ability, but he wants to marry his dear Angelina, which is not enough.

The boundary between the nobles and the commoners is not very important to the old king, not to mention that Locke is not a commoner, but the level of the nobles is a little lower.

If the old king is happy, he can directly grant the status of Viscount Locke or even an earl.

"Let's go, go back to sleep." The old king turned his head and left with the help of Princess Kent. He didn't seem to want to have too much communication with Angelina on the topic of Locke.

Watching her father leave, Angelina breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the old king did not show obvious opposition, it meant that there was drama, but this was not enough. Angelina was already thinking about waiting for her brother to come back, and let the brother help her to talk to Locke.

Prince Kensel loved her sister the most.

Now that her father has left, Angelina does not plan to stay here for a long time. After becoming a learned magician, Angelina is less and less interested in social activities among nobles, and she is more willing to discuss magic with people of the same class .

Walking straight to the garden outside the main hall, Angelina was going to say hello to Locke. Now that she has returned to Faustain, she can't live with Locke and the others casually. She must maintain the dignity of her princess.

As soon as the old king left, countless interested people in the side hall began to move.

Among these people, many of them are leaders of Faustain's young aristocrats.

"your Highness..."

"Hello princess..."

"I'm Williams, from the Argyle family..."

"I'm the Adelaide of the Mump family..."

. . . .

The group of people were like humming flies, which made Angelina extremely annoying, but also made the guards and servants in the side hall a lot of trouble.

They didn't dare to let people collide with Her Royal Highness Princess Angelina. If Angelina was displeased or angry, there was no guarantee that the king would stab them.

These guards and servants also did not dare to point fingers at these nobles, and could only use their thin bodies and arms to open up a path for Her Royal Highness to walk.

"His Royal Highness Princess Angelina, hello, I'm Coster from the Sandro family!" A red-eyed nobleman stepped forward with a smile, and the surrounding guards and servants did not stop him, so they knew the blessing. A rising figure in the Kingdom of Stan.

From the aristocrat's self-introduction and his iconic red eyes, Angelina can already be sure that this is the direct bloodline of the Sandro family, and is more likely to be the grandson of the contemporary Marquis of Sandro.

But Angelina didn't have time to talk to the young noble at this time. She bowed slightly and smiled back. Angelina missed Coster and walked towards the door of the hall behind him.

All that was left was Coster's embarrassed expression and his right hand, which had been stretched out and somehow retracted.

There was a chuckle in the hall, and Coster's face burned red, just because there were too many nobles in the hall, and many of them were great nobles from his uncles and grandfathers, so Coster didn't dare to attack here.

Desperately running back into the crowd, Coster no longer wanted to be there.

A moment in the palace.

Angelina, who walked out of the main hall, looked around. In the northwest corner of the garden, Grace, Xia Qian and other women gathered together to talk and laugh, and there was a large circle of Faustin ladies around, talking with them.

In the southwest position, on the row of stone chairs, some nobles were sitting in twos and threes. Locke was sitting at a table alone, tasting the rare wine in the palace.

Angelina walked straight to Locke on the stone chair. Her walking route also attracted the attention of a large group of nobles who came out of the side hall.

"Why don't you go down and dance?" Angelina's voice came before the person arrived.

Ignoring the greetings from the surrounding nobles, Angelina sat directly on the stone chair next to Locke and followed Locke's gaze to the many nobles dancing slowly in the garden.

Among them, Earl Myerson, who has the most striking figure and the most bizarre figure, is a beautiful landscape on the dance floor.

"It's not that you don't know, how can I dance." Locke said with a wry smile.

"Didn't I teach you before?" Angelina rolled her eyes at Locke, took his drinking glass from Locke's hand, and filled it up for herself.

Regardless of the wine glass that Locke used, he took a small sip.

This act shocked the chins of the nobles who were watching secretly from behind.

"I forgot!" Locke answered frankly. In fact, with his current ability to control body muscles, even if no one taught him, as long as his dance partner can dance, he can keep up with the rhythm, and it doesn't look like unexpected.

"Let me teach you again?" Angelina said eagerly, she was already a clear invitation.

"No!" Locke turned his head and refused.

Now secretly watching here, in addition to Faustin's many nobles, Grace and Xia Qian's women also drifted their eyes from time to time.

He didn't want to catch fire in his backyard.

"When can I leave?" Locke asked the question he wanted to ask the most. Now the sky is full of stars, but it is already midnight.

"Go first if you want, don't worry about those nobles." Angelina said indifferently with her slender legs.

She knew why Locke was in such a hurry to leave. Speaking of Locke's parents, Old Locke and Tia, Angelina had never spoken to them, but had only met them a few times when they left Flor City.

Just as Locke was a little nervous about the old king, Angelina was also nervous about Locke's parents, even though the old couple were ordinary civilians.

"Then I'll go first, and you should rest early." Locke stood up and said without being shy.

Angelina's breakthrough is imminent these days, she must ensure adequate sleep, so that her mental power has been reaching its peak, which can increase the success rate of promotion.

"I know, let's go." Angelina said with a wave of her hand.

Locke did not leave the garden directly, but walked in the direction of Grace, Xia Qian and other women.

They have no real estate in Flor City, and they cannot live in the palace, and there is no hotel to rent in the middle of the night, so they can only go home with Locke first.

As soon as he approached Grace's table, Locke heard Grace, the woman, introducing a skin care product from the Omor Empire to the surrounding ladies of Faustain.

"This is a perfume produced by the ancient ink workshop on Xiangsher Street. Most people can't buy it. Only nobles can buy it." Grace introduced a small pink box to the surrounding women.

These ladies don't know about Xiangsher Street or the ancient ink workshop. Their eyes are now firmly on the small pink perfume box.

This woman, Grace, lived in the Omor Empire for six years, and she could speak the language of the Omor Empire, so she couldn't see the fact that she was a Charlor at all.

The group of ladies around thought that Grace was an Ormore who came back with Princess Angelina.

And he was a noble of the Omor Empire.

The nobles of the Omor Empire and the nobles of the Faustin Kingdom are of course not on the same level. The difference is just like the rich and the common people.

These noble ladies of the Faustin Kingdom unknowingly added a hint of envy when they looked at Grace.

Compared with the flamboyant Grace, Christine and Xia Qian are much more low-key.

One of them focused on the food at the banquet, and the other didn't dare to say a word at all.

It was Xia Qian's first time to attend such a high-level banquet, and it was a banquet hosted by the king. It was not easy to keep her calm.

"Let's go." Locke, who approached, said to the girls.

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