The Emerald Tower

The news of Dean's'talk' with the Marquis of York spread far faster than imagined. n ∈ top n ∈ point n ∈ small n ∈ Say,

At breakfast the next day, Lenny’s servant Hawke appeared at the dining table with a stack of invitations—

"My lord and miss, good morning!"

Hawke, who temporarily acted as a housekeeper, greeted Dean and Lenny, and then naturally placed the invitation card in front of them.

"So many? At least thirty or more!"

Lenny's voice contained surprise.

Not surprised by the invitation itself. After learning about Dean's actions yesterday, Laini had already expected that the invitations would appear in Horntown, but she didn't expect so many.

"The nobles of the Emerald Capital, large and small, have sent invitations like us...including the Havel family under your father's control, Miss, and some families that were hostile to us before!"

Hawke explained.

"father?"

Lenny frowned.

Then, his eyes turned to Dean.

Regarding her family, Laini did not have too much resentment from a personal perspective, but from the perspective of the Zelgaon family, she needed more consideration.

Especially when she understood that her father would definitely stand in the position of the Havel family.

Therefore, some things must go through Dean.

"Keep our position, if someone gives kindness, we don't mind giving the same kindness!"

Dean replied like this.

There are some obvious commands that need to be considered in the discourse.

However, both Lenny and Hawke understood the meaning.

"At least. Every time Siri looks at me. There is no need to run this far!"

Lenny laughed.

"This is an invitation from the Custer family!"

Hawke deliberately took out the invitation list belonging to the Zelgaon family allies.

This is a humble invitation at first glance. But if you look closely, you can find the invitations with exquisite workmanship and materials, and the swashes on it are even more pleasing to the eye.

"That finance minister always does this!"

Dean took the invitation and couldn't help laughing.

This is the attitude of the other person in the world, just like the other person himself, not showing up or dew, but as long as they are in contact, they cannot be ignored.

"Do you want to go?"

Leni asked.

"A small banquet tonight... It should be possible!"

Dean looked at the content on the invitation. Finally, he nodded.

Before, Dean had told Laine that he would only stay in Horn Town for about three days, and then he was going to the north where he needed to handle more things personally.

"Can you please accompany me to the Custer family mansion?"

Dean stood up, stretched out his hand to Lenny in front of him, and said with a smile.

"Of course, it is my pleasure!"

Lenny stood up with a smile, and put her hand in Dean's palm.

then. Dean's palm was slightly hard, and Lenny was held in her arms by Dean. The two looked at each other, with extremely tender feelings and unspeakable sweetness.

Hawke, who stood by, bowed his head straight, and began to look at his boots, as if he could see a flower from above.

Until there was a knock on the door outside--

咚, 咚咚...

A rhythmic knock on the door.

"Come in!"

The disturbed Dean raised his eyebrows subconsciously, but, under the comfort of Laini, he returned to his seat again, and his voice became calm.

"My lord, the messenger from the palace is here!"

The burly, but tall, former Horntown captain Mark was still as rigid as Dean remembered, reporting with the same pace and the same voice.

"Oh, please come in!"

Dean and Lenny looked at each other with a slightly surprised look, and said.

"That majesty also knows about yesterday?"

After Mark left, Lenny couldn't help but guess.

"Well, moreover, it should be very detailed, so I directly sent an envoy to invite me into the palace-this majesty has become unknown since he took the throne!"

Dean nodded, and there was an unclear meaning in the words.

"Is it dangerous?"

Lenny was keenly aware of the difference in Dean's words, and she asked directly.

"There is no danger, but...it is troublesome!"

Dean answered like this.

Then, smiled and calmed Leni.

"Don't worry, I can know the mind of this majesty, he just wants to win over me, and there is no other maliciousness-with my current strength, such encounters are reasonable, right?"

Dean took Leni's hand and said softly.

"But where is your Highness?"

Lenny frowned.

She is very clear about the relationship between Dean and Grand Duke Emerald. It is a life-saving grace; in the same way, she is more aware of Dean's loyalty to the Grand Duke Emerald.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is as solid as a rock.

"That's why I said it was troublesome!"

Dean sighed softly.

After a while, the palace messenger walked in, and as Dean expected, the young king invited him into the palace.

"I need to arrange something, can you wait a moment?"

Dean asked the emissary of the palace.

"of course!"

The messenger answered politely.

Obviously, before coming, this messenger got quite an order.

"Lenny, you need to attend the dinner for the Zelgaon family for me!"

Dean turned to look at his wife.

"give it to me!"

Lenny replied like this, and then, took a step closer, stuck it on Dean's chest, lowered her voice and said, "Be careful!"

"Ok!"

Dean nodded.

Then, I simply packed up, put on all my equipment, followed the palace waiter, and walked to the carriage parked outside-it's not that Dean didn't believe in the young King, just out of caution. .

after all. Dean knew it well. Dressed. The gap between him with his hands and his bare-handed and undressed is obvious.

The combat effectiveness has been weakened by at least three times.

You know it is still quite dependent.

And the built-in skills have unexpected effects.

"Your weapon is really huge!"

The emissary of the palace exclaimed.

Then, the messenger knocked on the partition of the carriage. Immediately, with a crisp whip sound, the carriage slowly started, and the eight knights guarding also flicked the reins at the same time.

"Your Excellency Zelgaon, you are really amazing! You can be equal to the Marquis of York!"

The emissary of the palace said in a tone of admiration.

"It's just a coincidence!"

Dean replied with characteristic modesty.

"You are so humble!"

The palace messenger said with a smile, and then asked: "Do you need any drinks? I have some good tea here!"

While talking, the palace messenger opened the closet on the first floor of the carriage.

Then, he pulled out the coffee table under his feet.

Soon, a set of tea utensils appeared on it.

The emissary of the palace had already lit a small charcoal stove. Put the teapot on, at the same time. I took out small tea bricks the size of fingernails and crushed them one by one with a dining knife.

Then opened the small paper bags one by one.

Except for one packet of sugar, the rest are spices extracted from plants.

The palace envoy picked up another knife and put the sugar and spices into the kettle according to the unique ratio. Then when the water really boiled, the crushed tea leaves were poured into it.

The whole process was fluent and full of royal etiquette.

"In fact, tea is good enough-this is my habit!"

Dean admired the other's elegant movements and expressed his own opinions.

"Really? I like tea too!"

The palace messenger stiffened, then chuckled lightly.

It seemed that he was covering up the embarrassment he had done before, but the next moment, from his hand, a small cold light shot Dean's eyes directly.

And a dagger followed closely behind.

call!

With a wave of Dean's hand, the spear that came flying was shot off, and the dagger stabbed by the opponent was also caught by Dean's palm.

Crunch, crunch!

The opponent twitched the dagger vigorously, but the dagger seemed to be clamped by a pair of steel tongs. No matter what the opponent twisted, except for the distorting sound of metal, it had no effect.

After finding that the dagger was useless, the opponent raised his leg and kicked it towards the charcoal fire.

boom!

In the dull sound, the other party let out an exclamation.

The opponent's feet did not hit the charcoal fire, but instead kicked on Dean's outstretched calf.

The feeling of kicking on a steel plate made the palace messenger feel that his feet were about to break.

Click, click...

A layer of frost began to spread from Dean's palm, and instantly spread over the opponent's body.

However, Dean is well-measured.

It didn't take the other party's life, it just made the other party lose the ability to act.

"who are you?"

Dean asked in a deep voice.

"Of course I am the messenger of the palace! Your majesty sent me to get rid of your cancer!"

The other party screamed.

"The palace messenger? Your majesty sent it?"

Dean kept asking ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then, sneered straight up, he pushed open the door and looked outside. The eight escorted knights were looking at the car in surprise at this moment.

Obviously, they heard the movement in the carriage, but because of their identity, they didn't know how to deal with it.

"Who can help me inform Lord Woodnick, or Sir Eric or Elli?"

Dean reported the names of the stubborn royal adviser and two royal silvers.

"I'll report!"

Immediately, a knight leader stood up and slapped away.

"So... let's talk about your identity first!"

Dean took a deep look at the knight leader who was going away, then, his eyes fell on the palace envoy in front of him again, and asked coldly.

ps first update~ (to be continued...)

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