Soothing and soft music floated in the banquet hall, where a large number of bright-looking people gathered. They were either nobles from France or surrounding kingdoms, or businessmen with large fortunes.
People smile and talk, drink and have fun, and exchange certain benefits through these methods.
On the second floor of the banquet hall, Sylvie sat alone in the corner, holding her hair with her hands in a daze.
Almost no one comes up to the second floor, so fishing here is obviously a good choice.
Today she was wearing a dark green evening dress, her long burgundy hair was tied into a braid and curled back. Her earrings and tiara were made of the most sparkling magic crystals.
She looks just like the Disney princess in the cartoon. Of course, she is a princess with normal skin color.
"Oh, Your Highness Sylvie -" the young maid with freckles on her face walked up to the second floor while searching, and found Sylvie, "My darling, there are several young and handsome heirs of great nobles who want to have sex with you.
Let’s talk.”
"But I don't want to talk to them. Sometimes they are as greasy as meatloaf at six o'clock in the morning." There was obviously some resistance in Sylvie's eyes.
She hated the aristocratic pretentiousness and the disgusting aura exuded by their gestures. To be honest, if possible, she would rather cast a magic spell to create a dummy and let it attend the banquet here on her behalf.
It's a pity that it doesn't work, her brother who is a Templar can see it at a glance.
"How can that be done? This birthday party is originally prepared for Your Highness Sylvie." The maid said standing aside.
"It's a gathering where father looks for allies for himself, right?"
"Shh!" The freckled maid quickly stopped Sylvie from continuing. She looked outside carefully to make sure no one was paying attention, and then continued:
"Your Highness, please never say such things in front of others!"
"Okay, Miley, I know what to say when we're out there."
"I hope so, Your Highness Sylvie, please don't sit here for too long. You will still need to greet everyone when the banquet officially begins."
"Yes, I understand, I will go." Sylvie nodded.
She watched the maid walking downstairs step by step to entertain the elegant-looking young men, and she became even more resistant to these things.
Today is her seventeenth birthday, and in another year she will reach adulthood, and by then she will become the legitimate heir of the Kingdom of France.
Because she is the only suitable person in the bloodline of the current king.
But when she thought about the entire kingdom and how she had to deal with those powerful people all day long, she felt like she was suffocating.
Compared to these, she prefers to sit in the laboratory, study magic, and enjoy the pure fun brought by magic.
By the way, I don’t know what happened to him... Sylvie thought of Jiang Qiao and what she heard that day about the mystery of the nature of magic and the operating rules of another world.
Her eyes immediately brightened, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. At least there was something in this world worth pursuing and studying.
Sylvie was still in pure hope. At this time, the freckled maid hurriedly walked up and whispered to Sylvie:
"Your Highness Sylvie, it's time to go, everyone is waiting for you."
...
The music at the banquet became solemn, and the elegant nobles gathered together. They all raised their wine glasses and looked at the stage, looking at the heroic and extraordinary young man.
He is the eldest son of the kingdom and the rumored youngest and most promising Templar, Silin Farlan.
"Good evening, gentlemen and ladies, I'm very glad that you can condescend to come and attend my sister's birthday party." Xilin always maintained a gentle and humble smile.
"Father, he has important things to do tonight, so he can't come. I hope everyone can understand."
"Enjoy it, everyone, today's banquet will become one of our best memories."
The crowd burst into enthusiastic applause, and Xilin bowed in every direction and exited the stage amidst the applause.
...
The music rhythm became soothing again, and Sylvie came to the first floor of the banquet hall surrounded by several maids.
Everyone's eyes then focused on her, as if they were admiring the most beautiful gem in the world, "the most moving treasure of the Kingdom of France," as the people of the kingdom described her.
Sylvie couldn't bear such gazes, so she walked to Xilin's side with her signature smile and graceful steps.
This made several aristocratic heirs who were eager to take the opportunity feel discouraged. They could not survive three seconds under the gaze of the Templar Knight.
"Why don't you go and eat some cake?" Xilin patted his sister's head lovingly.
"It's too sweet and will make you fat." Sylvie said.
Xilin laughed in surprise, "I've never seen you say something like this before. I remember that when you were a child, you ate cakes like rice."
"Oh, brother—" Sylvie suddenly became embarrassed.
Xilin wanted to say something to tease her, but three well-dressed aristocratic young people walked towards her. Their eyes passed over Sylvie's body from time to time.
"Your Highness, it's been a long time no see." The three of them nodded slightly.
Xilin also nodded in greeting.
"Princess Sylvie is becoming more and more beautiful, and the 'Treasure of France' is a perfect fit for you," said the young man at the head.
"Thank you." Sylvie responded politely and gave her the most standard smile.
These three people looked familiar to her, but she didn't know their specific names. She only knew that they were the heirs of certain grand duke families.
"I look forward to the day when Her Royal Highness the Princess comes of age. Fran's gems will definitely become more dazzling."
"Thank you..." Sylvie has been very polite, but before she finished speaking, her actions suddenly stopped, and there were turbulent waves under her smiling face.
She made an excuse and turned around to leave. The noisy banquet hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone stared at Sylvie's hurried back.
But fortunately, Xilin quickly returned to normal, and he still entertained everyone with a gentle smile.
...
After leaving the banquet hall, Sylvie trotted along the Palace Avenue in the night. Her destination was her room, specifically, the laboratory underneath the room.
No one would have thought that there would be a witch's laboratory hidden underground in the princess's boudoir, nor would the soldiers patrolling the palace day and night.
Just now, something happened in her mind, and it was about that door. It must have undergone some kind of change.
Wait for me... Sylvie hurried into the night.
...
There was nothing he could do with this door. He couldn't go in or close it. Jiang Qiao simply sat on the floor and read the textbook Cheng Ruoxi gave him, treating it as a review.
Cheng Xiaohei was sitting in the yard, competing with the flowers and plants.
I have to say that not only does this girl have good grades, but her handwriting is also quite elegant, with a touch of both regular script and running script. She is indeed a ruthless person who has been practicing calligraphy since she was a child.
If you take this set of books to the teacher, the leader will croak with joy?
Hehe...Jiang Qiao can already imagine the teacher praising him.
Time passed by, and Jiang Qiao was already immersed in the book.
I don't know why, but as he watched, his heart beat faster and faster.
Let's rest for a while, Jiang Qiao thought.
He stretched and raised his head.
The girl wearing a dark green evening dress with long burgundy hair was looking at him with a smile.