"Garadia Villanoy, the daughter of Canaanite Archon Ferreras Villanoy."
Canaan is the land of elves.
The waiter's brief but shocking introduction almost made Griffith fall down the high stairs in shock. He only knew that Galadia's identity was extraordinary, but he did not expect that she was the daughter of the current ruler of the Elf Kingdom.
It would be unusual not to encounter attacks and assassinations along the way! Griffith even didn't believe that he could make it to Beyeland alive.
The noble guests who had finished dancing turned their surprised and respectful gazes to Galadia on the steps of the second floor. Even with such a simple announcement, everyone present knew how noble the elf girl on the steps was.
Griffith, who was holding Galadia's arm, felt like he was being fired at by gazes like spears. Almost no one in the ball hall knew who he was, but they could guess that he was a trainee knight just by looking at the light blue ribbon on his collar.
With the rank of sergeant, becoming the dance partner of the rich daughter beside him was no longer inappropriate and disrespectful, it was simply appalling. Griffith felt that he would soon be sprayed all over by the social world.
Wait a minute...so what!?
The second-level team leader suddenly discovered that 99% of the people present had nothing to do with him. Even the guests with the lowest status were much nobler than him. For these noble people, it was too much to focus on Griffith.
It's always been a ridiculous thing.
Thinking of this, Griffith suddenly relaxed. He maintained proper etiquette and escorted the daughter of a well-known elf family to the center of the dance floor as if attacking a fortress.
The next song started. Miss Sonia, who was attracting all the attention, suddenly found that half of the eyes on her body were missing. Ninety percent of them were cast on Galadia, and the remaining 10% were still burning Griffith to death with their eyes.
.
"It's okay..." Galadia's watery eyes held back a smile, "So far you haven't stepped on me."
She got very close to the trainee knight and obediently let him put his hands on her waist.
The curves of the elf are simply wonderful... Griffith could hardly hold on anymore in the middle of the fortress capture battle. He whispered with a twisted corner of his mouth, "It was too dangerous for you to take risks in the wilderness like that before.
.”
"Tsk, tsk, you've been roasted on the fire and you still care about this," Galadia couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, "You know what? Even if I'm rolling around on the floor or pulling you on the table right now,
Dancing, what can you do to me? Deport me?
“Or denigrate me where I don’t care and can’t see?
"That's what I want!"
The apprentice knight was speechless after hearing his partner's words.
"So, why do we have to stick to the rules specified by others and succumb to the tyrant of 'social etiquette'," Galadia danced briskly and said, "Everyone has become a puppet of the monster called 'respectability' and has lost all
I am complacent even though I have lost myself. As a free soul, shouldn’t I choose my dance partner and lifestyle according to my own heart?”
It sounded very reasonable. Griffith couldn't help but nodded frequently.
Looking at his silly look, Galadia felt a little apologetic: "However, my casualness has its limits. Next, I still have to assume my other identity for a while. Can you do it alone?"
"I once rolled into a ditch alone after being injured and drank muddy water mixed with blood for four or five hours." Griffith didn't mind. "There is refreshing peach juice on the table here to drink."
"
…
Griffith's honor lasted only until the end of the dance, which at the same time freed him from a fatal burden. In the following time, Galadia was escorted by the Elven ambassador to Beyelan.
Introduced to the dignitaries, Griffith was pushed into a corner like a rejected sheep on a farm.
After all, given his status, even if the people present were interested in him, it would be difficult to deal with it in the current situation.
Galadia looked at her companions apologetically from a distance, but this time she was really too busy. No matter how casual she was, she could not leave behind the great human nobles brought by the elf ambassador.
Go spend an evening with a young man who is neither your fiancé nor your boyfriend.
As a result, Griffith could only wander alone in the corner.
But he didn't feel anything bad.
There is a long table on the edge of the hall. On the exquisite silver tray, there are layers of chocolate cake, waffles, tiramisu, pudding, yogurt ice cream and many foods that Griffith does not recognize.
It rises and falls like the snowy peaks in the far east.
The colorful desserts are like rainbows on the silver ocean, and in the eyes of the trainee knights, they are more charming than the most beautiful person at the ball.
Hold it! Hold it!
Griffith resisted the urge to take away the entire silver plate, and started to eat the plates of desserts at a speed he thought was very slow.
"Do you like desserts?" A strange voice sounded behind Griffith.
The trainee knight was startled and almost choked on the cake in his mouth.
"I'm Isius, Isius de Crozier, the current Viscount Crozier, and blah blah blah titles, you know, just call me Isius," and Gerry
The person Faith spoke to was a thin, silver-haired boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old. "I have the honor to enter school with Miss Sonia this fall."
"Nice to meet you, Your Excellency Viscount," Griffiths hurriedly put down the cake in his hand and saluted the young Viscount, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Don't be so polite, call me Isius," the underage Viscount waved his hand, "I don't like this kind of dance, but I have to attend it. Did you just come back from the East?"
"Yes."
"How is it there?" Isius looked at Griffith with curious eyes, "I also have a Shutoral who will enroll with me. They are said to have spent time celebrating their victory and have not arrived at Beyeland yet.
.I am so full of questions that I have nowhere to ask!”
"If it is a question that I can answer, I will try my best to answer it," Griffith nodded towards the eldest son of the Viscount. The two of them walked towards the window together.
"That's great." Isius took two cocktails from the waiter and handed one to Griffith. "I heard that on the eastern battlefield, armored cavalry were used intensively to launch swarms against the enemy.
Assault. I'm so curious."
"The terrain there is open and the cavalry can be deployed in formation," Griffith nodded.
"What a magnificent scene that would be!" Isius looked fascinated, "But many people say this is heresy. The theory I heard before is that in order to give full play to the combat effectiveness and defensive power of armored cavalry, one must
Strong men of the Grand Knight level wear enchanted heavy armor and lead their followers and infantry to form small teams to attack, tearing apart the enemy's defense bit by bit from all directions.
"This is true. After all, the great knights are highly skilled in martial arts and can use many powerful extraordinary abilities," Griffith said, "but their number..."
"The knightly orthodoxy is in the center!" Isius took out a picture album from his arms like a magic trick, "Look at this silver luster, charming lines and mighty spear!"
With a face full of admiration and admiration, the Viscount caressed the heroic male heavy knight in the album. That was the famous Judgment Knight Tiberius. Griffith suddenly felt a little timid and almost took a step back.
"You admire Lord Tiberius?"
"Huh? Who cares about that skin!" Isius shouted, "Look at this full body armor and vest, spear and riding shield. This is the embodiment of beauty, order and power."
"Well, it is indeed charming," Griffith nodded, "but it is too heavy and the mobility will be very limited. I heard that this tactic of knights leading and infantry following came from the elves. In their forests
It is impossible to launch a large-scale assault."
The kingdom of the elves has been harassed by the guerrilla warfare of the northern trolls for many years, so it has evolved a unique team coordination tactic... Griffith recalled the views of Mr. Heinz. The armored cavalry director criticized the elves more than once for "fighting"
All they do is public security warfare, and they know nothing about formal warfare.”
However, the teacher's view is not generally accepted. After all, human cavalry technology and magic come from the teachings of elves, which has left a deep imprint on tactical inheritance. The tactics of infantry assault led by powerful knights or other strong men
The effect is indeed extraordinary on certain battlefields. In comparison, the cavalry group tactics in the East are still very niche.
The more Isius talked, the more excited he became: "The kind in the East that uses trainee knights and low-level cavalry as subordinates to form large groups to attack is simply heresy! The core of the war should be such mighty knights!"
"Isius, are you promoting your boring hobby again?" A beautiful girl with long blond hair reaching her waist came over and interrupted the excited Viscount's speech.
"Boring? You women who are used to peace will not understand!" Isius immediately retorted, but still said out of education and politeness, "This is Miss Fiona de Chalon, her friend
Lal is also on his way from the east. Fiona, this is Griffith, the apprentice knight of the Larmore family. We will enter school together this fall."
It was another noble heir who owned Shutoral. Griffith immediately saluted the beautiful noble lady.
"Hello, apprentice knight," the elegant and beautiful Miss Fiona lifted up her skirt and gave Griffith a curtsey that made him very happy.
She is as beautiful as Sonia, but she does not have that soft and submissive alluring temperament. Her long, light blond hair hangs down on her slender and straight waist, and her exquisite long skirt and gleaming gems cannot hide the look in her eyes.
Heroic and energetic.
The moment his eyes intersected with hers, Griffith felt a touch of his inspiration. Unlike others, Fiona's aura seemed to be intertwined with different qualities, but he could not identify it.
"Mr. Apprentice Knight, I noticed that you seem to be very familiar with that elf lady." Fiona asked in a casual tone, as if she was just asking and didn't care at all.
"Yes, Miss Xia Long. When I returned from the east, a group of goblins happened to attack the village," Griffith said. "Garadia worked with us to repel and destroy the group of monsters..."
As Griffith spoke word after word, he noticed that Fiona's eyes became brighter and brighter, finally shining like the stars in the sky.
How great! The aloof and beautiful ranger met the brave young knight during the adventure... Fiona was already immersed in fantasy. She looked at Griffith with eyes that could make Isius misunderstand, and said to herself
Said to himself: "Look carefully, this trainee knight is quite good-looking. He must be a brave and reliable companion in adventure! When can I have my own adventure story!"
On the other side of the ball, Sonia was surrounded by a large group of people. Whether at home or at social events, she was used to being the center of attention and used to feeling bored.
But tonight was different. Sonia was still shocked that Galadia would choose an apprentice knight as her dance partner. She thought she couldn't do it.
Surrounded by many friends, the daughter of the Larmore family was distracted for a while, and suddenly remembered something. She wanted to get out of the crowd but couldn't get out at all, so she could only wave to a vassal of her family and ask him to take the trainee
The knight brings it here.
Griffith immediately came to Sonia. Sonia asked him with a curious look: "How did you know Miss Galadia?"
"When I was returning from the Eastern battlefield, I passed by a small village. It was attacked by goblins. Galadia and I..."
Griffith said what he had just said again, but he got stuck in the middle of the sentence. He found that the sapphire-like eyes of the blonde girl in front of him suddenly radiated brilliantly, and the looming boredom just now had been swept away.
.
The adventures of knights and elves, the remote and dangerous wilderness, isn't this the story in the book! Sonia was almost standing on tiptoes. She grabbed the trainee knight's arm and flashed her big blue eyes: "And then, then, then
Woolen cloth!"
…
For the first time, Sonia discovered that the dance time passed so quickly. She was fascinated by Griffith's little adventure story, and Isius and Fiona, who were already familiar with her, also joined in.
When Griffith talked about how he repelled the goblin attack on the village, the next dance was about to begin. Sonia restrained herself with great perseverance and did not temporarily pull her dance partner from one place to another.
A baron was replaced by an apprentice knight. The poor baron finally got this opportunity. As a result, Sonia thought about the end of the dance all the time so that she could go back and continue listening to the story.
In the middle of the dance, the tired guests dispersed in groups. The boys and girls who were preparing to enter school in the fall occupied a couch to themselves and started chatting there.
"I have a Shutoral who is on the way and will arrive soon," said Isius, one of the members of Sonia's inner circle. "With Griffith and Fiona, you have enough people."
What were they talking about... Griffith couldn't help but pricked up his ears as he passed by the couch to get dessert. Galadia had already been taken away by her tribe, and she didn't even have time to say hello to him.
"Is it really possible?" Fiona was a little unsure, "It's better to bring the guards at home."
"Then we will be reported as soon as possible. Don't you know who pays the guards' salaries? They only take orders from your parents and my guardian." Isius said with a frown.
"But Shutoral is different," the silver-haired Isius tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa, "They have just arrived and are not familiar with everything. As long as we make a request for confidentiality, they will agree."
"I agree," Sonia nodded, "This is our last chance before enrolling in September! The actions of the Shutorals are justified."
It doesn't sound like a mysterious thing~ Griffith took a few steps back to the cake table.
"Griffith, we need your help!" Sonia's sweet voice stopped the trainee knight with irresistible magic, "Keep it secret!"