Seeing that Sophia was laughing so hard that her lace skirt was shaking, the other "ambitious" nobles all looked at Lucien with jealousy and confusion. What secret did Lucien tell to make the princess laugh so happily?
Although Princess Sophia was very lively, she was a member of the royal family who had been taught good etiquette since she was young. She was the model of a real lady, and she was the symbol of elegance that Jocelyn and other noble girls tried their best to imitate.
Sophia raised her right hand and covered her mouth. After a few seconds of calming down, she blinked her green eyes and smiled, "Beaulac, you're an interesting person. You're even more interesting than I thought."
When Sophia was still a young girl, Beaulac was very frustrated. Facing the beautiful and powerful princess, Beaulac only felt a deep sense of inferiority and never dared to get close to her. Although Beaulac wanted to consolidate his position by marrying Sophia, he was still a loser who was not even qualified to be the heir.
Therefore, in Sophia's mind, Beaulac was a gloomy and quiet man who had no hope of becoming the duke of the Gorse family.
Lucien thought that since Beaulac had just become an official knight, and he was provoked by Arthen, Beaulac would definitely fight back. Therefore, Lucien stood out and teased Sophia with a little trick.
"Thank you for your compliment, Her Royal Highness." Lucien bowed to Sophia in an exaggerated way.
At this time, the old lady behind Sophia slightly moved her lips. If it were not for Lucien's powerful soul, he would not have noticed it at all.
Sophia's smile was back again. She grabbed the hem of her dress and craned her neck forward. Under everyone's gaze, she whispered into Lucien's ear, "You're much more interesting than those nobles who only know how to enjoy themselves. I hope you won't be assimilated by them."
Sophia's compliment was within the normal range, but now, she was suddenly flirting with Lucien. Lucien had always been a suspicious person. He had been friends with Natasha and John for a long time, and they had been through a lot together. Therefore, Lucien did not get carried away by Princess Sophia's compliment. However, he felt a bit strange. Why did she suddenly become so enthusiastic?
Even if it was love at first sight, it should not be love at first sight.
To put it simply, Beaulac was just a little humorous. He was not a knight yet, and he did not know anything about art. Therefore, he was not qualified to be loved at first sight. At most, he would leave a good impression on the girl.
There must be a reason behind this, but what could it be? The old lady told Sophia that Lucien was a Knight, so Sophia wanted to interfere with the succession of the Gorse family so that the royal family could have a deeper control over the Gorse family.
Lucien had a lot of questions, but on the surface, he blushed and nodded heavily. At the same time, he whispered to Sophia in a low voice, "Her Royal Highness, I won't let you down."
Lucien was flattered, but when he was talking, he deliberately breathed heavily, so that his hot breath blew on Sophia's small earlobe. Then, he saw that Sophia was shivering slightly, and her neck and ears were soon dyed with a layer of redness. Lucien's eyebrows were suddenly furrowed and then relaxed.
"Well, whatever the reason is, I don't think it's because she likes Beaulac." Lucien thought to himself coldly. He was someone who had competed with countless "best actor" and "best actress". Little girl, you are still too green. You need a few more years of guidance from the "professor".
No matter what Lucien thought about it, some of the nobles around him were already staring at him fiercely, and some of them were even looking at him in an unfriendly way. The two of them were too intimate!
Sophia put down her dress and tried very hard to make her smile look sincere, "It's nice to meet you again, Beaulac."
After that, she turned to Deniz before Beaulac could say anything, "I have something to ask you."
"Then let's go to the dressing room." Deniz also wanted to know what kind of secret Beaulac had told Sophia that could make her so happy all of a sudden, even though she seemed to be a kind and lively girl, she was actually a proud and conservative girl.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Lucien 'chased' Sophia's swaying figure. Suddenly, he felt a burning sensation on his cheeks.
Turning around, Lucien saw that the old lady in the black dress was staring at him coldly.
Putting on a smile, Lucien nodded to greet the old lady, but the old lady looked at him even more coldly.
After Princess Sophia left, the nobles all left in their own groups. Lucien suddenly became very quiet.
Even when some people tried to talk to him, it was meaningless. Compared to the bustling crowd around Arthen, Lucien could tell what it was like to be in high spirits and what it was like to be in low spirits.
Picking up a glass of golden rum that Beaulac liked, Lucien tried to make himself look disdainful and disappointed.
"Beaulac, you've changed a lot recently." When Lucien took a sip of the rum, a gentle female voice came from beside him. It was Jocelyn, who was tall and plump.
Lucien turned around and looked at Arthen, who was surrounded by a group of nobles. Lucien smiled and said to Arthen, "When you're in a desperate situation, you have to change. Only change can bring you new hope. I have nothing left to lose, and I can't change myself too much. "
Lucien was quite satisfied with what he had just said. His words were vague and full of resentment.
"If, and I'm just saying if, you were like this last year, then I wouldn't have …" Jocelyn sighed and left with two glasses of red wine before she could finish her sentence. Her back was bleak and depressing, which made her look pitiful.
Shaking the glass of golden rum, Lucien looked at the reflection of the golden liquid in the glass. He sighed in his heart, "It's a pity that I'm not Beaulac. If it were him, even if he had the strength, he might not be willing to hurt you after hearing what you said. " Lucien did not care whether Jocelyn was being sad or not. He would do whatever he wanted in the underground palace.
Lucien was wandering in the hall with the glass in his hand. Suddenly, he saw a blonde girl in a black evening dress walking towards him. Her eyes were blue and deep, and she looked a bit like Beaulac.
"My dear cousin, I'm glad to see that you've recovered." The girl raised her glass and clinked it with Lucien's.
Lucien smiled calmly, "Claire, I thought you'd be glad to have one less competitor."
Claire Van Anjou, Beaulac's cousin, was another strong contender for the throne. She was an official knight.
Since the rank of a Knight had nothing to do with gender, in most human countries, ladies, especially female Knights, had the right to inherit the title.
"No, without you, Beaulac, I would be targeted by Arthen. I'm no match for him," said Claire. She looked at Lucien with a smile. She was tall and slim and looked very attractive. "Besides, Arthen is too arrogant. If he wins, it won't be good for either of us. Although Schachran doesn't have the winner-takes-all rule, I'm worried that Arthen will play some dirty tricks. I'd rather you become the Count of Golden-eye."
"What are you trying to say?" Lucien smiled, as if everything was under his control.
Claire's smile became even more charming, "Let's unite our forces and teach Arthen a lesson in the underground palace. After we get rid of this biggest threat, we'll compete on our own. What do you think?"
"With pleasure." Lucien mimicked Beaulac's tone, and he did not mention what would happen after Arthen was killed.
Seeing that Lucien did not seem to care about the competition, Claire's heart sank. Did he really have a fortuitous encounter? Was he really that confident?
On the surface, Claire did not show her fear at all. When she was about to leave, she reached out her left hand and held Lucien's left hand. Scratching his palm with her fingers, Claire's voice suddenly became hoarse and sexy, "No matter who wins in the end, we'll have a wonderful night together."
"Claire …" Lucien was a bit surprised.
Claire smiled, "Don't pretend to be serious, Beaulac. You even have your father's mistress. My cousin is nothing. Besides, we can get married, as long as you can awaken the Blessing of Sun. "
The Bloodline of the Sun was a special bloodline that required the purer the bloodline, the better. Therefore, it was quite common for close relatives to have offspring, such as the Rafati family in the Duchy of Orvarit, and the Gorse family.
After leaving Lucien, the smile on Claire's face gradually disappeared, and a cold smile appeared on her face.
Looking at Claire's back, Lucien shook his head and smiled. Although he did not know what was on Claire's mind, he knew that what he wanted was definitely different from what they wanted.
Lucien walked around again, and when he reached the balcony, a blonde man suddenly walked to him and signaled him to talk on the balcony.
"Relph? What's the matter? "Lucien asked helplessly. It was Relph from the Gorse family, another candidate for the next heir. He was a handsome man who had not awakened the Blessing of Sun yet.
Feeling the cold wind, Relph's face was gloomy but also excited, "Beaulac, I want to cooperate with you to deal with Arthen. He's too powerful. If we don't work together, there's no hope for us to defeat him.
"That's great." Lucien's attitude was still mysterious.
"I know that your father is the youngest brother of the duke, and he must have left you a lot of extraordinary items or potions. Are you not interested in my cooperation?" Sensing Lucien's attitude, Relph was a bit excited, "I've already awakened the Blessing of Sun!"
"You've awakened the Blessing of Sun?" Lucien was a bit surprised.
Relph looked back at the hall and said seriously, "That's my biggest trump card. I'm telling you because I want to show my sincerity."
When he was talking, a ray of sunlight shot out from his finger, which proved that he could use magic.
"It's my pleasure to work with you. Our biggest opponent is Arthen." Lucien used Claire's words to answer Relph.
"You're very sober. I'm going in now. I can't let Arthen see me. " Relph walked a few steps and suddenly turned back. He whispered to Lucien, "Be careful of Claire. She seems to be related to the royal family."
"Got it," Lucien answered seriously.
As soon as Relph left, Lucien calmed down a bit. It seemed that Relph did not rely on his Blessing when he cast the spell just now.
A grand Knight or middle-rank sorcerer might not be able to tell the difference, but as a senior-rank arcanist, sorcerer, and member of Arcana Review Board, if Lucien could not tell the difference between spiritual power casting and Blessing casting in such a short distance, what awaited him would be the horrible roar of the Lord of Storm.
"You're also a man with secrets, Relph."
Lucien smiled and shook his head, but he did not really care about it. No matter what they were planning, he would be the one beating up the kids when they entered the underground palace.
…
In the study of the Gorse family, the old duke was reading the report in his hand carefully.
"Greed … Greed …" The old duke looked up at Frederick, who had been protecting Beaulac before.
Frederick nodded seriously, "Your Grace, I've peeked at the parchment and heard it with my own ears."
"Good. In this test, you'll go in as the hidden guard. Don't let the situation get out of control. "The old duke said seriously.
"Yes, Your Grace." Frederick answered respectfully.
When Frederick left, a man in a black robe suddenly appeared in the shadow of the old duke's study. "Why did you send him in? He'll take Beaulac's side. Or did you change your mind and want Beaulac to be the heir? "
The old duke sneered, and his eyes were fixed on the word "greed" in the report.
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