Accompanied by the melodious and elegant palace dance music, the noble women and ladies, who were jewel-like and precious, began to be hugged on the arms of the noble men and the young men in the dim and gentle light, singing and dancing, and the wind filled.

During this period, Iroth refused many noble ladies' invitations to dance on the grounds that she could not dance. Fiona mercilessly rejected many noble children who had been there. The two of them were still wearing armor and had never changed their dresses. They looked extremely alternative in this luxurious palace dance floor.

This is, three people came over, two men and one woman. Based on the information of the royal family members I had met before, Iroth immediately learned about the Crown Prince Ivan, the Second Prince Peter and the Little Prince Ekaterina of the official empire.

Crown Prince Ivan is about thirty years old and has an extraordinary aura. He has a handsome face and a beard, which looks more mature than his peers.

The second prince Peter is about twenty-seven or eight years old. He is tall and handsome. Unlike Ivan's temperament, he is very sunny, as if he is like the eldest brother next door, and he has no sense of distance as a prince at all.

The only little princess of the imperial emperor, Caterina, is about twenty years old. She has bright green eyes, as bright as stars, and her noble expression naturally reveals her frown and smile, making people amazed at her elegant and elegant light. All beauties are overshadowed in front of Caterina, and even Fiona's appearance is suppressed.

Seeing the princes and princesses of the empire coming to Iroth and Fiona, the noble lady and the young master left with tactful knowledge.

"How about it, are the noble ladies in the imperial capital very enthusiastic?" The second prince Peter teased with a smile, and stretched out his hand to Iroth. "Hello, my name is Peter."

Elose held Peter's hand and said awkwardly: "I really can't dance, which made those noble ladies feel unhappy."

Peter said indifferently: "What are those ladies? Iroth, of course I don't take it seriously. This is Miss Fiona, would you rather enjoy dancing with me?" Seeing Fiona, Peter's eyes were straight.

"I can't dance, you've found the wrong person." Fiona didn't give Peter any affection, which made Peter a little reluctant to come.

At this time, the Crown Prince Ivan, who had not spoken, quickly spoke to resolve the embarrassment. "Peter, don't make things difficult for our most honorable guests. You should say, Miss Fiona, should I invite you to hunt in the Royal Garden?"

When Fiona heard that he could hunt, her eyes suddenly shone brightly and said happily: "I have heard that Rudendolf has a large number of wild animals in the royal garden. It is a famous hunting ground. Why don't we go tomorrow?" After that, she looked at Ivan and the other two.

Ivan couldn't help but be stunned and thought to himself: "I just calmed down the atmosphere, why did this lady take it seriously?"

"Rudendorf's royal garden is far from Wadenhof, and it takes four days to go back and forth. I'm afraid there is no time in these days. Don't you still have to hand over all matters and discuss the alliance with the two southern empires? Miss Fiona, do you think this is good? When the matter is done, I will take you to hunt in person." The sound of nature that Catherine, like a spring breeze, came, cleverly resolved the embarrassing situation between Ivan and Peter.

"Okay" Fiona couldn't help but feel a little excited when she heard that she couldn't go to the Royal Garden hunting recently.

Ekaterina walked slowly to Iroth, stared at Iroth, and said gently: "His Excellency Iroth, can you dance with me?"

Iroth said at a loss when facing Catherine's initiative: "Your Highness, I really don't know how to dance, and I'm wearing armor, afraid of affecting your gracefulness."

When Fiona saw that Ekaterina took the initiative to invite Iroth, she couldn't help but feel a little hostility towards Ekaterina.

"It doesn't matter, court dance is relatively simple. I can teach you that with your talent, you can become a dancer soon." Caterina still pursued Iroth.

Seeing that Catherine was so ignorant, Fiona was about to take off, Grand Duke Gloss and Charles III walked over with their glasses.

"Iloth, it is not a gentleman to refuse the lady's invitation." Charles III looked at Grand Duke Gloss.

"Yes, Iroth, it's no big deal to dance. Don't act ungenius. Besides, Caterina is the most beloved little princess in the empire." Grand Duke Glos said with a helping voice, "As for ladies, you have the privilege to refuse the invitation of a man." Grand Duke Glos squeezed his eyes at Charles III after saying that.

Charles III laughed and drank the wine in the glass, "Forget it, you young people decide for yourself." After saying that, he left with Grand Duke Gloss and greeted other nobles and important officials.

Iroth looked at Fiona, but saw Fiona turn her head and grit her teeth, "Don't look at me, just dance if you want to." At the same time, seeing the second prince Peter looking at her with anticipation, she immediately said angrily: "Don't look at me, my father said, it's not rude for a lady to refuse a man's invitation to dance."

Now everyone present was extremely embarrassed, and the most embarrassing one was Peter. The ever-irresistible male charm was disappointed today.

Seeing this, Iroth had to extend his right hand to Caterina, "Princess Ekaterina, can I invite you to teach me a dance?"

"Of course" Ekaterina held Iroth's hand with her tender gussets, and then they walked towards the dance floor gracefully.

Even if Fiona was unhappy, she couldn't say anything at this moment. She had to look at Ekaterina's back with hatred, pick up the wine on the dining table and drink it all. Ivan and Peter didn't want to make it boring when they saw this. They looked at each other and said goodbye to Fiona and went to find another dance partner.

On the dance floor, Caterina patiently taught Iros' steps and techniques of court dance. Fortunately, Iros is a martial arts genius, and can dance be difficult to practice martial arts?

Soon, Iroth could keep up with Yekaterina's rhythm in a good manner. The two of them were like two butterflies, wandering in the dance floor, as graceful as geeks and as gentle as dragons. The dance of two handsome men and beautiful women on the continent quickly became the focus of the dance party. In the end, everyone stopped dancing and watched the dance of the two.

Iroth was wearing plate armor and blessed with light footsteps, and she did not look clumsy at all. The azure blue dress worn by Caterina was more like a cold spring water shocking people's hearts. The knight and the princess are a combination of violence and beauty, which can be said to be a combination of heaven.

This is an idea that everyone present had in their hearts. When they saw the two dancing, some of them even had the idea of ​​being ashamed of themselves.

After the song, thunderous applause sounded on the dance floor, and everyone applauded. Iros immediately let go of his slender waist and gave a knight's greeting to everyone. Caterina held a skirt with her hands, squatted down slightly, and gave a lady's greeting.

Suddenly, a tall noble young man squeezed away the crowd, causing a stir of dissatisfaction. When he saw who came, most of them shut up and dared not complain.

The noble young man walked up to Ekaterina, and didn't even look at Iroth. He said indignantly: "Princess Ekaterina, why did you just refuse my invitation and dance with this country bumpkin? Don't you understand my heart!"

As soon as this was said, the audience was in an uproar. Although the nobles in the imperial capital thought that the Charles were country bumpkins, in such a situation where the emperor and the Grand Duke of Charles were present, they dared to mock Iroth as a country bumpkin in public. This person was afraid that this person was not crazy. A group of people who watched the fun retreated one after another, away from the three people in the center of the storm. The nobles in the imperial capital liked to watch the fun, but did not want to become lively by themselves, so it would be better to watch the show away from being far away.

"Augustus, pay attention to your words. The friend of Charles made us the most noble guest. Now, immediately, apologize to Iroth." Ekaterina was very angry. She, who had always been well-behaved and ladylike, burst out with the most extreme anger that her cultivation could do.

"Just just an adopted son, who deserves to dance with you?" The noble young man named Augustus shook away the hand of a companion who was pulling him to persuade him to restrain himself, and stared at Iroth with hatred, "If you know yourself, crawl back to Charles by yourself!"

As soon as these words were said, the faces of Grand Duke Glos and Fiona instantly sank. Grand Duke Glos' status and cultivation did not allow him to do anything out of line, but just snorted coldly. Fiona was different. She had an already hot temper, and received the stimulation of Ekaterina and Iroth dancing tonight, and immediately burst out and rushed forward to teach this unrestrained madman a lesson.

Seeing this, Grand Duke Glos immediately stopped Fiona and said coldly: "Is this Wadenhof's way of hospitality?"

Charles III was furious, "August, are you crazy? Where is Marquis Galilee? Look at you to teach a good son." Charles III said in the end, saying word by word, and no one could see his rage. Even Augustus was sweating in a cold sweat and blamed himself for his unscrupulous words.

This was a tall and thin middle-aged nobleman who ran over from the crowd, swung his arms and gave Augustus a big pussy. His face immediately showed red and swollen five fingers and palm prints. Then he knelt down on one knee and apologized to Charles III and Grand Duke Gloss. "Your Majesty, Grand Duke Gloss, it's okay to forgive me for my teaching. The dog son has drunk too much today and has spoken so without restraint. May your Majesty and Grand Duke forgive me for your crime."

Grand Duke Gloss replied with his face and said self-deprecatingly: "It's okay, we Charles are indeed rural people when we come to the imperial capital."

Charles III quickly smoothed out the game, "We Abrex people are also rural guys in the eyes of the Southerners."

Charles III looked at everyone present, especially Augustus, and sternly said: "I don't want to hear this word on any occasion in the future!"

Everyone immediately said yes.

Marquis Galil walked to Augustus and said in a pity: "Rebellious son, don't you go over and apologize to Grand Duke Glos and Young Master Iroth!"

Augustus, who was already a little trembling, was immediately angry when he heard that he wanted to apologize to these country bumpkins from Charles. Did the Dabi Dubai just now be killed? What's more, after hearing that Grand Duke Gloss made him a country bumpkin, Augustus felt that it might be because of the lack of confidence in the group of Charles and did not dare to be presumptuous in the imperial capital, so he started to commit suicide by relying on his courage to live.

"I refuse to apologize", Augustus turned his head to Ilos, "A little white-faced face, what else do you have besides this face? Do you dare to have a championship duel with me?"

Everyone present was shocked, and they all looked at Augustus like they were mentally retarded, thinking to themselves: Is this fool sick? Your Majesty and the Grand Duke have given him a step. He dares to launch a duel with others. Don’t you need to take the royal family’s face?

When Marquis Galile saw Charles III's face turning blue in an instant, his heart immediately felt as if he was dead. It seemed that his political future and family interests had ruined this rebellious son, and the efforts of several generations were burned.

Although Augustus regretted it at this moment, he had already blocked the retreat. It seemed that he could only use duels to recover the face of the royal family and the Galile family. Augustus was very confident about the duels. He was a sacred swordsman in the Cialis Empire since he was a child. He was promoted to the Silver Level at the age of 22. Although his martial arts were a bit abandoned in the past two years, he still had this confidence. He didn't believe that a Charles country bumpkin could be stronger than him in addition to his face.

No one has stopped him anymore. Now that things have come to this point, it is hard to stop the flood. If Augustus wins the duel, even if His Majesty the Emperor is angry, he can still save some face. In this regard, the nobles of the imperial capital on the field have the same position, and they can only hope that Augustus can win the duel.

Augustus took off his gloves, secretly wielded his fighting spirit, and threw it at Iroth, hoping that this move would make Iroth look ugly in public.

This is the etiquette of the knights' duel. If one party throws gloves to the other party, and the other party catches it means that it is willing to accept the duel.

The duel is the most sacred ritual in the martial Abrex Empire. The official name is the championship duel. It is similar to the orc Makgora. Once it starts, it cannot be terminated. Those who dare not accept the duel will be regarded as cowards, and humiliation will accompany them for a lifetime.

The white glove wrapped in fighting spirit flew straight to Iroth's face. When he was about to hit him, the white glove quietly turned into powder, which shocked Augustus. It seemed that he underestimated this country bumpkin.

Irosi looked at Augustus, who was slightly panicked and said calmly.

"I accept your challenge!"
Chapter completed!