Although Mastar was unable to win anything at the Second Battle of Valanya, they received a triumphant welcome as their attack resulted in the death of the enemy general Shaple Lanfonte. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Sigrani was praised by the military and political dignitaries because she was the one who directly commanded the battle against Shappel's legions. The emperor was also proud of the spring breeze and held a small banquet for this purpose.

On the night of the banquet, the nobles who had complained about Sigrani at the beginning of the year immediately changed their faces. He praised her military prowess and compared her to Mars, the god of war. The princess and her two guards became the targets of the Shurasa playboys, but due to the presence of Hayes and Leon, more attention was paid to Cosette. Coupled with the fact that Thord is the kind of person who will definitely leave early when he attends a banquet, Cosette, who has lost his protector, is almost exhausted.

The banquet was always in a Mastar-like atmosphere of vanity and luxury, which made people feel somewhat suffocated.

"What a troublesome and hypocritical bunch." Sigrani said as she took the shawl from Atalanta outside the hall.

"Your Highness doesn't need to be angry about this, we just need to keep winning for ourselves."

"With that man here, I may not be able to defeat the French army in my life. My stepmother is also a person with ambitions that are not in line with her abilities, which is very troublesome. ”

"I firmly believe that Your Highness will win, and I will support you no matter what." Atalanta smiled, "Huh, what about Your Excellency the Marquis?" ”

"He's covering for me, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get out. So, what about Hayes? ”

"The Marquis is really sweet. As for Hayes, I poured him three bottles of liquor, so that he could easily go to sleep, and told the servant to carry it back. ”

"You're amazing, Hayes is doing what he says to you now, how did you get him smitted?"

"Your Highness, I finally understand your former pain." Cosette gasped and walked over, "Men are terrible. ”

"Isn't there anything you like? Oh, Cosette likes his brother's type, Cosette don't fall into a forbidden love. Atalante scoffed. When she was in that situation, Cosette also laughed at her mercilessly, and now that she has the opportunity to take revenge, she naturally can't let it go.

"Without this possibility, I actually like Atalanta, and I am already mentally prepared to become a rival in love with Lord Hayes." Cosette said and hugged Atalanta affectionately, and said in a suggestive tone, "Atalante, no one else will be able to do it tonight except you." ”

"Let it go, it's disgusting."

"Oh, Atalanta still seems to like me a little more. Cosette, you don't have a chance. Sigrani was also having fun. The three maidens laughed and fled the banquet hall of the palace.

Farensi, Roskado.

It was the evening of March 17, and Roscado was a small town northeast of Farensi, surrounded by endless forests and farmland. Before Sogrande was born, it was just a great place to take a vacation, not something special.

Due to the beautiful environment and abundant products, there are also many ancient gates gathered here. Almost any of the famous families of the Nasibis Kingdom can be found here.

The town welcomes two travelers in the twilight, and their outfits suggest that they are officers of the regular army of Falencia.

"The scenery of Lu Siqing's hometown is really beautiful, and it is really right." The woman of the two complimented.

"Miss Becky is really a prize, but I hope you will bear with me for the food and lodging in the cold house."

The two of them drove into Roscador, which was lined with well-groomed courtyards and old noble two-story houses, some with delicate balconies. Racoxiu began to fantasize about the beautiful garden and spacious house of the Luce family, but she was disappointed by what happened next. Before they knew it, they had entered a crowd of low wooden houses.

"In front are the houses of the nobles of the Old Kingdom, and here are the tenant farmers' houses." Saulgrande explained.

When there is a change of regime, in order to appease people. The Pharisees executed only a dozen of the largest Nasibis nobles in the royal capital, who held the main power of Nasibis, while adopting a policy of softness towards the minor nobles in the provinces. As long as the royal power of Farensi was recognized and allegiance was sworn to, the purge could be avoided and titles and realms could be retained. For the small and medium-sized nobles, as long as their small interests are not touched, they do not care who the owner of Caiunescu is. As a result, there are still many obscure Nasibis families living all over Pharynsi. Their lives did not change much, and in turn their manners and lifestyles influenced many of the Falcian nobles.

After walking a little further, the two stopped in front of an old two-story wooden house. It is a historic building dating back to the late days of the Narcibis Kingdom. The fine timber of the past has been tattered by time.

Saulgrande dismounted. Push open the door of the fence, the door is unlocked. He came to the gate and pulled the doorbell. After a while, the door creaked open, and a half-bald old man opened it with a candle.

"Young Master...... Young Master Thorgrande," the old man was visibly surprised, "you are back, I really didn't expect it. ”

"Walch, you're not old enough to recognize me, help us get the horses into the stable, and give them oats and well water."

"The lord and the lady are in the drawing-room, and they will be happy. Then I'm going to feed the horses. The old man looked at Lakoxiu for a moment, and went to lead the horse happily.

"Miss Becky, please come with me." Sogrend said.

Rakoxiu dispelled some disappointment in her heart and followed. Holding the candle he had received from Walch, Sogre led Racoxiu through the dark hallway to a small living room. The room was divided into two piles, the men chatting around the fire, and the women doing needlework around a table with two candlesticks. No one noticed the two of them coming.

"Father, mother, I'm back." Sogrend made his presence known in a voice that was not loud.

Everyone in the room turned their heads, "Gretel, your son is back, why don't you hug him?" ”

Gretillius was a short, tough old man. His gray hair was thinning out, and his small purple eyes were full of energy. He got up from the fire, walked over, hugged his son, and said, "Well done, my son, I've heard it all." Those Mastarians were arrogant in the first place, and they should have been taught a hard lesson. ”

The old man quickly noticed Racoxiu, "Hey, Helina, leave that pile of rags alone. Your son has even brought back his daughter-in-law. ”

Thorgrande's mother may have been a beautiful girl when she was a girl, but now she is also a country woman, stout and docile.

"Father, don't be ashamed. This young lady is the daughter of the current commander-in-chief, Vifritz Beck. ”

"Ah, rudeness, rudeness," said Old Russ with a smile to Rakoxiu, "I also fought under Ling Zun back then, although only as a pawn. ”

"I take the liberty to visit, and I beg your pardon, I'm Racoxiu Becky." Racoxiu saluted politely.

"Thorge (Thorgrande's nickname), you haven't been back for five years, and you've lost weight again." Helenarius turned to Racoxiu again, "This young lady is really polite and handsome. Racoxiu replied a little shyly, "You have won the prize."

The others in the living room stood up one after another to say goodbye, and everyone was very interested in letting the family enjoy the good time of reunion. He just said, "Thorgrande, next time you must tell us how you beat the Mastarians and Iberians to the ground." ”

After the group had gone, Old Ward came in and reported that both rooms were ready.

"Child, rest early today, you are tired from the journey."

"Yes, Mother. Rest, Walch. Miss Becky, I'll send you to your room. ”

"You'll lead the way again."

Looking at the backs of the two young men leaving, the three old men secretly rejoiced.

"Master, it's time to hug your grandson."

"Old woman, shall we have a girl or a boy?"

"It's all the best, I like them all."

Racoxiu was still satisfied with the bed, so she quickly fell asleep, so that she did not wake up until nearly noon the next day. In fact, Rakoxiu was woken up. When she got up to comb her hair, she looked down to see that three carriages had been crowded into the small vestibule of the Luce family, and more than a dozen cars were blocking the road outside the door. So she hurriedly dressed and went downstairs to find out.

The old living room of the Luce family was so crowded that several men had to stand.

"What a rare guest, how can you lords and ladies have time to come to the cold house?" Old Luce asked sarcastically.

"We are glad to hear that Ling Lang has returned from the battlefield, so we are here to congratulate him."

"Oh, my family is poor, and you have not been well entertained when you visit."

"We came presumptuously."

Racoxiu happened to go downstairs and meet Sogrande, "Miss Becky, you deign to go to the kitchen to eat, there are too many people in the living room." There was no reason for Racoxiu to disagree, and he turned to the back room as Thorgrande instructed. Thorgrande walked straight to the living room.

"Ah, here comes the hero." The people in the living room invariably focused their eyes on Thorgrande.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have come to understand the intention of my visit today. If nothing else, I don't want to be disturbed too much due to the fatigue of the long-term battle. ”

The tactful eviction of the guest put these nobles in a dilemma. Finally, one of the gentlemen could not help but say, "I am not a man who likes to beat around the bush, and the other purpose of my coming today is to propose marriage to Linglang Sogrande." ”

"Me too." Seeing that someone spoke first, others echoed one after another.

"Viscount Baft, I don't want to interfere in the marriage matter, you can discuss it directly with my son."

"Your Excellency Sogredelius, the youngest girl is eighteen years old, and she knows everything about the upper-class ladies, and her appearance and birth will not disgrace you. I think it's a good family affair for you. Viscount Baft boasted.

"My two daughters are also very good, and I don't think I can lose to Miss Baft." "My niece is of the right age with you, and besides, our ancestors were married to the illustrious family of Leus." …… Rhetoric like this has already made the living room uproar. Thorgrande smiled and didn't say a word, watching the self-righteous guys look ugly.

"Be quiet, everyone," suggested an old nobleman, "why not hold a ball at my house to-morrow, and invite all the ladies and ladies to come, so that Lord Leuss may see for believe, and choose a lady who is satisfied." I think that's fair, what do you think? ”

"I think Earl Curran's proposal is good." Viscount Baft said. Others agreed.

"Then please go back and get ready." Saugland was glad to be evicted with a high sound, and thus developed a fondness for the old earl.

The crowd quickly dispersed, only to let the carriages leave on their backs, and there was a lot of excitement for a while.

"Finally gone." Mrs. Leuss breathed a sigh of relief.

"The behavior of those so-called aristocrats just now is just like pimping prostitutes on the street, which is disgusting." Thorgrande lashed out mercilessly. Old Luce laughed, apparently he liked the analogy.

"How can we get rid of these things?"

"You need a female companion, so other women won't be able to talk to you." Mrs. Leus suggested.

"It's easy to say, does our neighbor's daughter know how to dance aristocratic dances?"

"Good morning," Lacoxiu said, pushing the door in, "are the guests gone?" ”

She noticed that the three people in the room were staring at her strangely, which made her a little overwhelmed, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Rakoxiu can jump, that's you."

The house of the Count of Curran is one of the oldest and largest buildings in Roskado. That night, the old Earl did his best to decorate the hall in a magnificent manner. Twelve candlesticks, thirty-six in all, covered the entire hall as far as the eye could see. Almost all the people of noble blood in Roscado came, and the ladies of the various families gathered in groups to discuss the protagonists of the day, among which Miss Baft was the most influential.

To be honest, it wasn't his intention to be the last to show up, it was just because he underestimated the enthusiasm of others. "I thought we should be the second or third batch of people, who would have thought that it would be the last." Thorgrande apologized to the old count.

"It's okay, it's not too late. The main character is often the last to appear. Ah, who is this beautiful young lady beside you? ”

"This is the daughter of the current Commander-in-Chief, Field Marshal Vifliz Beck - Miss Rakosh Beck."

"Disrespectful, disrespectful," said the old count, saluting with the courtesy of the nobles of Narcibys, "it is an honor to meet you." ”

"Me too, Lord Count." Racoxiu returned the favor gracefully.

When the master of ceremonies loudly announced the arrival of Sogre and Racoxiu, the nobles present immediately fell into an awkward situation. Some of the young men were very angry about this, but when they saw Racoxiu, they immediately threw their anger out of the clouds, and immediately gathered around to meet Racoxiu under the pretext of greeting Sogrande. It can be seen that the admission examiners of the Falency Women's Non-commissioned Officer Academy have thoroughly and conscientiously implemented the first of the admission requirements.

The ladies of the nobility had complained that their father and brother were going to marry them to a rude French officer, so they did not want to go to the house with them in the morning. And at this moment they were almost about to curse their stupidity, the young man in front of them was an impeccable and beautiful man, with elegant manners, but more heroic than the young people they usually came into contact with. Compared to the people who surrounded him and Racoxiu, it was like a swan falling into a flock of chickens.

However, after they saw Rakexiu's appearance clearly, many people retreated. But there are still people who are not willing to do so, and the proud Miss Baft is the leader of this. "It's just a woman from the Pharansi barbarians, would a well-bred nobleman like me lose to her?" Miss Baft cheered herself up. Until then, she had been a star in the social circle of the Roskador nobility, and the aristocratic youth revolved around her. The current situation is like a child's attitude towards toys, with eyes hot on others but unwilling to give up their own.

The first dance is traditionally danced with your own dance partner, so there is no fluctuation. When the dance was over, a swarm of flies surrounded Racoxiu. Racoxiu asked Sogre with her eyes, and she was conflicted about it. She hoped that Sogrand would pay attention to her, and she also hoped to enjoy the feeling of the stars holding the moon. Sogrend smiled and signaled that she could decide for herself and not worry about him. So Racoxiu chose a man from among them and accepted his invitation.

Seeing that Sogrand was temporarily alone, many young ladies thought that the opportunity had come, but they did not dare to step forward. Just a piece of music was wasted. When it came to the fourth piece, everyone saw that Ra Kexiu had not yet taken off, and finally someone mustered up the courage to take the initiative to attack.

"Lord Leus, can you dance the next tune with me?"

"Oh, it's a great pleasure to ask for Miss's name." You can't let a girl report herself.

"Milinda Baft, there's Your Excellency Law." Miss Baft held out her slender hand.

Miss Baft's heart was beating when Thorgrande kissed her hand, but she still heard the envious voices around her. With the first person to eat crabs, there are naturally more people who follow the trend. Sogrend didn't know what to do with such a girl, but luckily Rakoxiu's sense of crisis saved him. After the sixth piece, the two learned their lesson and never separated again.

The evening ended in a subtle calm, and the Count of Curran himself sent the two out.

"Thank you for your hospitality, we had a great time tonight."

"It's a great honor for me to be here at the Humble House. It's just that the contemptible man has an only grandson who serves in the Eighth Legion, and I hope the two of them will take care of it occasionally. ”

"If Sun Ruo is fortunate enough to be included in the command of his subordinates, he should live up to the trust." Thorgrande replied measuredly, "Your Excellency, don't bother, we only brought a horse with us. Then the count's servant had led the horse to the three men.

"Miss Becky, please."

"I'm sorry." When Lacoxiu came to the horse, Sogre lifted Lacosiu's willow waist upward, and Lacoxiu jumped lightly and got on the horse. Because she was wearing an evening dress, she could only sit sideways on her horse.

"Farewell, Lord Count." Thorgrande led the horse and left the courtyard. Sitting on horseback, Rakoxiu glanced around with a little pride, looking at the envious expressions of the noble ladies of Nacibis. This gave her vanity a certain satisfaction, and she smiled triumphantly for a while.

On a country road on an early spring night, the bright spring triangle shimmers in the clear night sky. There's still a chill in the air, but it's refreshing. The scent of the earthy grass permeated the surroundings, and there was silence in the night. There were two people and a horse on the path, and from time to time a young voice could be heard.

"It's an honor for me to have Admiral Ichisuke lead my horse today."

"I'm just doing my duty as a master and a gentleman."

"What time is it tomorrow?"

"March 19 was the beginning of the spring hunt in Roskado. If you're interested, you can try your hand at it. ”

"Seems interesting," said Racoxiu, who noticed that Sogrend had stopped suddenly, "What's the matter, Lord Luce." ”

"Someone has come to visit us," said Thorgrande in a low voice, and then in a loud voice, "be shy, guest in the night. ”

A slender figure flashed from the side, "It's been a long time, Captain Luce." ”

"It was Mademoiselle Gautier, and it was dangerous for a young girl to walk around at night, especially a beautiful woman like you." Sogrand pretended to be serious.

"I'm just here to send you a message for Your Highness, and Your Highness hopes to meet you again as soon as possible and compete."

"If there's no special need, let's not see it."

"I've disturbed your beautiful scenery, so I'll take my leave." With that, Atalanta retreated.

"Your Excellency is indeed powerful, and even the princess of Mastar has favored you." Racoxiu said with a slight mockery.

"You didn't do anything to me just now, and the Mastar people may have to beat their chests for this in the future." Sogre pretended not to hear.

"All right, Farensi's general. Please go quickly. ”