The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Bishop Norius in the crowd was still talking, and Yvonne and Philip standing beside him also showed cooperation. As for the other nobles around, their expressions were somewhat uncomfortable.

In fact, more than half of these people have already invested in the embrace of the church, but they dare not show it on the surface, maintaining a ridiculous reserve.

Sigmund glanced at Charlotte who was standing not far from him. Strangely, he didn't see any surprise or anger on Charlotte's face. After thinking about it for a while, he understood why Charlotte Would have shown such obvious aggression against Philip.

It seems that she has already known the identity of Philip, who was canonized by the church, through her own channels.

For Charlotte, Philip's move is almost equivalent to betraying the kingdom of Elam. She is a person who values ​​the prosperity and unity of the kingdom of Elam more than her life. Now, she should support her and stand by her side relatives, but chose to abandon the country on such an occasion.

Sigmund didn't say anything, he quietly backed away, slowly away from the crowd, he was going to find a place where no one was around to see the secret instructions that Duke Dressel had given him.

"It seems that the so-called dance party is just an excuse." He recalled every word the Duke said when they met yesterday, trying to analyze something, but it didn't take long for Sigmund to give up this approach.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he still wanted to call that duke and his cheap master an old bastard who said half of what he said and half of what he did.

Um?

No, wait. Sigmund suddenly remembered that in the memory palace, Louis seemed to have mentioned Duke Dressel, but the Duke was still a young boy at that time...

Could it be that Dressel's style of doing things is learned from another self?

Come to think of it, it's really possible.

Because of his foresight, Louis has always done things mysteriously, but every time the result is as he expected. After getting along with such a person for a long time, it is difficult not to be affected by his behavior.

Forget it, I turned around and I still messed with myself.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Sigmund himself sneaked to the edge of the hall. At this moment, Norius also ended his speech, "It's a beautiful night, so I won't disturb you any more. Now, let's Let the dance begin!"

Hearing his words, the noble girls and young people standing outside couldn't help applauding and cheering, the music sounded, and the gathered people slowly spread outward, forming a circle around the dance floor.

With a smile on his face, Prince Philip walked out with his head held high.

According to the aristocratic etiquette of Elam, on this occasion, the ball can only officially start after the host of the banquet dances the first dance.

Philip is the prince of Elan, and he is not married. Usually, whenever he encounters a similar occasion, Philip will choose to invite his sister Charlotte.

This is allowed in Elam's social occasions, and many times, to show respect, aristocratic youths like Philip would invite his mother to dance with him for the first time.

But Elan's queen has been dead for many years, and Charlotte has become an insulator in social situations because of her radical remarks at the age of 16, so she naturally became Philip's best choice.

This time was no exception.

Philip walked gracefully in front of Charlotte with standard steps, saluted slightly, and then stretched out his right hand.

The music started and the onlookers were ready to scream and applaud.

But... nothing happened.

Charlotte just stood there, looking at her brother calmly.

"Beautiful lady, can I invite you to dance for the first time?" Prince Philip asked with an impeccable smile on his face.

"Do you know what you're doing? Do you know the meaning of that title?" Charlotte asked in a low voice, ignoring Philip's outstretched right hand.

At this moment, the sound of the music suddenly became louder, and the onlookers stepped back, letting the music cover the conversation between the two.

"Charlotte, now is not the time to talk about this, the dance has begun, let's finish the first dance." Philip whispered.

"Look up and look into my eyes!" Charlotte suddenly raised her voice.

"What do you want to do?!" Philip seemed to be stimulated, and raised his head suddenly.

"You should ask yourself, what do you want to do?" Charlotte sneered.

"I am the heir of the Kingdom of Elam, the future King, this is my country, and I can do whatever I want!" Taking a deep breath, Philip's tone suddenly became tough, "There is an oracle church Full support, with the help of Bishop Norius and Bishop Yvonne, I will govern this country better!"

"Don't think that everything you do is right. It has been like this every time since childhood. I am the heir, I am the king. The people of Elam should love their king and obey their king, otherwise they are betraying this country!"

"Now I order you Charlotte, accept my invitation, and finish this first dance with me!" Philip recalled every word Bishop Yvonne said just now, and he imagined that the new CEO Harassment to that goddess.

She is mine!

And just now, when I was about to cause a little trouble for the CEO named Henrik, my sister completely humiliated me in front of that hateful man.

"Charlotte, you have been deceived by others. Open your eyes and take a good look. The oracle church is the one who really helps us, and your teacher is the biggest cancer in the kingdom!"

"When I become king, I will eradicate him immediately!" With a smile on his face, Philip's voice was extremely vicious.

While speaking, he stretched out his right hand, "Let's dance, sister, everyone is waiting, you don't intend to make the royal family the laughing stock of all the nobles, do you?"

At this moment, Bishop Norius and Yvonne, who were standing not far away, crossed their eyes, "With Charlotte's character, Philip will definitely be rejected next time." The two communicated silently.

"Nor does Philip accept this outcome without good reason."

"This is the best way. If Charlotte does it directly, the conflict will be completely intensified, and our next plan can be quickly advanced."

Under the watchful eyes of the two, under Philip's threat, Charlotte slowly stretched out her right hand, and the sound of the music suddenly became quieter, so that every word Charlotte said next could be clearly transmitted to everyone in the hall. in people's ears.

"I'm sorry, Philip, I have to reject you." Charlotte smiled all over her face, and then turned to point to a certain figure standing in the corner of the hall amidst everyone's astonishment.

"I have my own dance partner."

At this time, Sigmund leaned against the corner and unfolded the note in his pocket.

There is only one sentence left by Dressel.

"Go dance."

He raised his head and saw Charlotte walking slowly in a red dress.

At this time, there was only one thought in his mind

Dressel, you're so fucking idle!