Chapter 1662 Imperial Military God

Facts have proved that Lord Custis made a very wise decision to keep Joan.

Colonel Vassar sat in the living room, sweating coldly, too stiff to know what to say.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting dull, Joan quickly coughed twice, and took the initiative to talk about interesting things about her study in Leiden Port, such as being hired to exterminate pests for the White House Manor, so she met Miss Martha, who is now Mrs. Vasa, On Saturdays, I often go to Vassar's Mount Vernon to read books, and on Sundays, I accompany Colonel Vassar to the White House Manor to attend the family banquet hosted by the Custis sisters...

His painstaking efforts and words were not in vain. Colonel Vassar finally regained his composure, and Sir Custis also recalled the scenery of his hometown, relatives and those good old days from Joan's narration. Everyone found a common topic, and the atmosphere of the conversation gradually became more relaxed.

Joan noticed the change in the atmosphere and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. To say the least, it was thanks to his presence that Sir Custis's first meeting with Colonel Vassar was less awkward.

Joan has been suffering from social barriers all these years, and he never imagined that one day, he would be able to play an active role in the living room.

This made him feel a little swollen, wishing he could pat himself on the shoulder and say "well done" and "really a social master"!

However, Joan's ecstatic state of mind didn't last long, and was beaten back to its original shape by a cruel topic.

When Sir Custis asked how his youngest daughter Rebecca was doing, Colonel Vassar told the truth.

"Rebecca has grown into a big girl now, and will graduate from Leiden College this summer. As for her future plans... a few years ago, she always begged Martha to agree to her further studies at Midgard University, maybe Affected by the war, she doesn't talk much about going north to study recently."

"It is true that Midgard is full of wars, but there is always a quiet desk on the university campus. Rebecca no longer mentions further studies. It may not be because she is afraid of wars, but it may be because there are people here that she dare not face. The right person is afraid that the scene will become emotional and hurt the unhealed wound in the heart."

As Sir Custis spoke, he glanced at Joan as if nothing had happened.

Joan seemed to be pricked by a needle, and the burning sensation spread from his cheeks to his ears, and he quickly lowered his head to hide his embarrassment.

Just when he felt ashamed, footsteps came from outside the door.

Heimdall knocked on the door, and then came in to report.

"My lord, Master Logan, Master Haakon and Miss Slude have come to visit you."

Joan's eyes lit up, and he jumped up like a rabbit, and said to Sir Custis and Colonel Vasa, "Talk slowly, and I will go to meet the guests."

Then he slipped out like flying.

Walking out of the house, Joan gave Uncle Logan, Haakon and Slude a warm hug.

This is his "savior"!

"Joan, why did you treat me so well today? Did you do something wrong?" Slude asked vigilantly.

"No, no, I haven't seen your family for a long time, and I miss you very much." Joan replied embarrassingly.

Slude gave him a charming white look, obviously not believing his nonsense, but he didn't continue to ask.

Near noon, Baron Laval and Prince Sigmont came to the manor in a carriage.

This time, Sir Custis looked very solemn, dragged his sickly body, and with the support of Joan and Colonel Vassar, he came to the gate of the manor to greet him.

Your Excellency the Marshal is nearly 60 years old, his temples are only slightly gray, and his body is still as strong and straight as he was when he was young. Obviously his actual age is much older than Sir Custis, but he looks like a junior of Sir Custis.

After the banquet started, Joan, a fake "social expert", quickly learned how powerful the real "social expert"—Prince Sigmund—was.

Your Excellency the Marshal is undoubtedly a nobleman among the nobles, but Joan did not feel in him the two tendencies that the noble class often has when dealing with people who are not as noble as himself-either they are unabashedly arrogant and reserved, and reject others thousands of miles away. or try to be kind and easy-going, looking for something to say, and appearing to be a corporal.

Prince Sigmund seems to have entered the role on the first day he set foot on the New World.

He is very clear that if he wants to lead troops to fight in this strange land and defeat powerful enemies, he must rely on everyone present. For this reason, the first thing he has to do is to unite the people in the banquet hall around him and form a team. Make sure each member can contribute to the team without getting in the way of the other members.

As the leader of the team, he is like the parent of a big family. There are two urgent things to do at present. One is to settle the personal conflicts among team members, and the other is to discover the strengths of team members, and then integrate them Put them in positions where they can best utilize their strengths.

Prince Sigmunt obviously had done a lot of work before attending the luncheon, and had a preliminary understanding of the guests attending the banquet in advance.

After a little observation, he confirmed that the relationship between Baron Laval and the military leader of the Asa tribe, Logan Walsunger, was indeed as tense as rumored, so he took the initiative to toast the two, and gently persuaded them to resolve their old grudges and work together .

Of course, Laval and Logan did not dare not give face to the Marshal, and quickly promised that they would never destroy the overall situation of the joint operation because of personal grievances.

Joan doesn't think that just a few words from Prince Sigmont can resolve the long-standing hatred between the colonial "radical" officers represented by Baron Laval and the aborigines of the Asa tribe, but it can at least temporarily suppress the tension between the two factions. Contradictions, so as not to tear each other down and stumble during the war.

As for Sir Custis and Colonel Vasa, Prince Sigmunt heard from somewhere that the two were husband-in-law. , to help her daughter choose a tall and handsome Ruyi Langjun.

Prince Sigmund also mentioned that he also has a daughter, Princess Palatine, whose eyes are higher than the roof. She is not young, but she is still unmarried, and she has never heard of anyone she likes, which makes him very worried as a father.

Regardless of high or low birth, different families always have similar chores. These short topics in daily life have virtually shortened the distance between Prince Sigmund and everyone.

Also being a father, Logan Walsunger also felt empathy for the troubles of His Majesty the Marshal, and said that he was also worried about the marriage of a pair of children.

Haakon didn't care about his father's complaints, but Slude was a little embarrassed, blaming his father for asking for trouble, as if he was worried that she wouldn't be able to get married...

The girl's coquettishness made the atmosphere in the restaurant more relaxed and happy.

Joan was busy stuffing fresh, fat and juicy oysters into his mouth, and accidentally caught sight of Slude sitting at the table next to him with a shy face, and couldn't help laughing.

Then he was severely trampled on the instep, and he paid a terrible price for gloating.