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Beside the Blue Moon Bridge, a rose-colored boat slowly sailed past. Prince Borbon covered his face with his hands, and at the same time, he seemed to be angry out of humiliation.
"That son of a b * * ch, I won't forgive him!" yelled Bonbon furiously.
The two bodyguards were soaked in sweat too. They lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.
More and more onlookers gathered by the roadside. Gradually, some people seemed to have recognized the Prince of Borbon. One had to admit that the Prince of Borbon was quite influential in society. Even in his current state, there were still people who could recognize him. Without realizing it, someone took out their phone and started recording.
Bonbon immediately covered his face with his wet hair when he realized that the situation was not in his favor.
With his identity, it was easy for someone to throw him into the water to take a bath on the street of Venice to make the headlines. He did not want anyone to know about it.
"Is that Prince Bonbon?" On the rose-colored boat, a gentle and pleasant voice sounded. "Come on up first."
Bonbon did not overthink it. He quickly jumped onto the boat. The woman's voice sounded familiar, but he could not recall who she was. He decided to stay away from the trouble for now.
The two bodyguards were a little slow to react. They did not follow the boat immediately. The boat slowly sailed into the distance along the river.
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"Thank you, Miss Conti, for helping me out. Otherwise, I would be a laughing stock for a while," Bonbon said gratefully from the boat.
The ship was much bigger than he had imagined. There was a woman wearing an elegant azalea dress on the ship. She was making tea. She placed the hot tea in front of Prince Beny and gently said, "Warm up first."
"Thank you, thank you," Bonbon drank the tea in a single gulp. However, he was still feeling uneasy as he was still soaked.
"Who's so reckless to treat Prince Bonbon like that?" asked Conti.
"A disrespectful representative of the Chinese national team, I won't forgive him so easily!" snapped Prince Bonbon furiously.
"It's most likely a dispute between you young people again. Prince Bonbon should have the magnanimity of a royal family," said Conti.
"It's not about magnanimity. How can I just let it go after humiliating the dignity of the royal family?" said Bonbon.
"So how are you going to let it go?" asked Conti.
"I … I haven't decided yet." Beny was a little embarrassed.
"Why don't you let the members of the national team deal with him instead of dealing with him yourself? After all, he's a representative of the national team too. We can easily defeat him in a duel," said Contly.
"That's right, I remember that if Spain wins the next match, we will be facing China's national team. I'll let them know and ask them to avenge me. Miss Conti is such a reasonable person. That way, the others won't criticize me," said Beny happily.
"Your Highness, I'm not reminding you to do something like that. I only hope that you can be as tolerant of others as possible. Even if you insist on using force, it should be done in a proper duel. Please don't use any means that will affect the reputation of the royal family," Contly said seriously.
"Teacher Conti, I would never do something like that. Don't worry." Beny agreed, but he already had a plan in mind. In order to not let Conti know what he was thinking, Beny quickly switched the topic, "Miss Conti, why are you so free to come to Venice? Are you here to watch the match, too?"
"That's one of the reasons. I heard that the Mediterranean Sea isn't calm lately, and there are signs of things that shouldn't be there. As a member of the Coastline Alliance, it's my duty to inspect the place," said Conti.
"Oh, oh, could it be sea monsters?" said Beny.
Spain was a maritime country, too. They had been harassed by sea monsters for a long time, thus they were very sensitive to sea monsters.
"It's easy if it's sea monsters, but I'm afraid it's something that has existed for a long time," said Conti.
"I see, I'll have to trouble Miss Conti then. By the way, it's been a while since I last saw Sister Asha'ria. How has she been lately?" Asked Beny. His eyes flickered, as if he could not help but feel restless when he recalled Asha'ria's attractive appearance and seductive figure.
She and the beauty with the Ice Element from China's national team were both stunning beauties, worthy of his collection.
"Oh, she's most likely cultivating diligently. I'm on my way to meet her. Does Prince Beny want to come with me?" asked Conti.
"Sure, Miss Conti … oh, oh, I think I'll pass. I'll have tea with Sister Asha'ria another day." Beny was looking forward to it, but when he thought about his current condition, there was no way he was going to meet the seductive beauty.
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The Acropolis of Athens, Greece.
The sacred mountain of the Parthenon Temple was surrounded by the Purple Orchid Lake. Everyone in the Acropolis of Athens could feel its brilliance.
The people living in the Acropolis of Athens rarely fell sick, either. The existence of the Parthenon Temple, which had the strongest healing ability in the world, felt like the people were constantly bathed in the light of the goddess.
At the top of the sacred mountain was the most prestigious Hall of the Goddess. The entire Hall of the Goddess was constructed with Purple Orchid Crystals. It had existed for a long time, yet the moon was nowhere to be seen. Night had just fallen, and a bright, silver-white moon was hanging behind the Hall of the Goddess, making it even more solemn!
In the central hall of the Goddess Palace, a diamond-shaped violet crystal hung down from the dome. When the wind blew, it would play a beautiful crystal bell movement. It would not be noisy at all, and would only make people feel more relaxed and happy.
The floor of the Hall of the Goddess was made of dark-colored crystals. The craftsmanship was so good that not a single gap could be seen. It was shiny and elegant.
The floor of the Hall of the Goddess would always reflect the figures of the women in white dresses. Unfortunately, every member of the Hall of the Goddess was required to wear a corset dress. As such, Xinxia could not help but chuckle in her heart when she saw the reflections on the floor. When she was describing the Hall of the Goddess to Mofan, Mofan was adamant that the floor of the Hall of the Goddess could reflect the long legs and embarrassing underwear of the women. As it turned out, even if they were not wearing the corset dresses, the floor of the Hall of the Goddess was not enough to expose the elegant Maids and Servants.
That being said, the most important reason was that the Hall of the Goddess almost forbade men from entering. Even the highest commander of the Hall of Knights had to wait outside. He was not allowed to set foot inside.
"There's no need for formalities. It's not convenient for you, either. I heard you saved the lives of many soldiers in Puccini. You are loved by the people of the city. You even volunteered to help General Puccini defeat the Mirage, "Hall Mother Feilyn said.
"Yes, Hall Mother," Xinxia lowered her head slightly. She had an unnatural look on her face.
She was not good at lying. After all, Mofan was the one who came up with the idea of using the Dark Contract to defeat their greatest enemy, the Dark Swordmaster. However, Mofan had claimed all the credit for it. It was not Xinxia's intention.
It was true that the Servants of the Parthenon Hall of the Goddess needed to be loved and supported by the people of the city. Only then could they slowly become Muses and learn the true Healing Arts of the Parthenon. However, it was all Mofan's doing, not hers. Xinxia was quite embarrassed that Mofan had forced her to take all the credit for it.
"Mm, you are very knowledgeable. You were able to lead the army to victory in the battle against the undead in Egypt. It's very impressive. You were supposed to become an official Servant after the training, and become a real member of the Parthenon Hall, but since you have contributed greatly to the Parthenon Hall, I believe I can make an exception and let you join the Candidates. It's true that you are only an international student. You are not a real descendant of the Parthenon Hall. You can consider joining the Candidates as a learning opportunity. You will be able to learn more about etiquette, management, management, and Sacred Arts. You will be able to assist the Goddess in the future, "the Hall Mother smiled. Her gaze toward Xinxia was filled with satisfaction.
Hearing this, not only was Xinxia shocked, even the women who had become maids ahead of time revealed expressions of fear and astonishment.
The rest of the Servants and Muses who had worked in the Hall of the Goddess for many years immediately focused their attention on Xinxia. Their eyes were filled with disbelief, but they were soon filled with jealousy and dissatisfaction!
"Hall Mother, I don't think that's appropriate. Ye Xinxia is only a student of the Parthenon Hall. It's already a great blessing for her to join the Parthenon Hall. How can we let her join the Candidates just like that? There are three conditions to becoming a Candidate. Firstly, her bloodline aside, her nationality is not ours. Secondly, she has not been recommended by the seven Muses. Lastly, her strength is nowhere close to the level of a Candidate …" Great Muse Méjorat, who was standing beside the Hall Mother, immediately objected.
"The Great Muse is right. I'm afraid the people will criticize us if we let a probationary Servant become a Candidate all of a sudden," the other Muses agreed.
The Servants did not have the right to speak, but it was obvious from their expressions that they strongly disagreed with the decision. They had worked in the Parthenon Hall for many years, yet they had never been promoted. Ye Xinxia was just a newcomer. The old Servants were already wondering how they were going to order her around in the future. To their surprise, the Hall Mother had already promoted her to the Candidates. Didn't that mean the Servants would have to serve her well in the future? Even the Muses with lofty statuses would have to treat her with respect!
How could a sparrow turn into a phoenix after rising from a branch!?
She might have contributed greatly to the incident in Puccini City, allowing the Parthenon Hall to spread its sacred music across the Egyptian cities, but wasn't the reward a little too much?
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