Without surprise, Siris's appearance suddenly attracted many eyes to him.

There are many jealousy, resentment, envy, and even a few expressions of admiration, but there are more of them to be puzzled.

After all, they are not only political enemies, but more of the rumor from many years ago. It is hard to imagine that Sirius would agree to Moses' invitation in such a relationship with the fire and water.

Due to his identity as a great banker in Cyrius, seeing that his nobles were dissatisfied with him or envious of him, they briefly suppressed him and said hello to him.

As for the young men who followed their father and mother, they fell one after another when they saw Melotti, like hyenas in heat, and even wanted to come over and chat on the spot.

Because of Sirius' majesty, they had to hide their own, and then looked at the extremely dazzling lady with obsession and admiration.

Melotti once again let Crance act as a flower guard, and just a move of holding his arms shifted all the men's passionate eyes to him.

This made Crance a little unable to bear it. After all, his orientation was very normal. The hot gaze from so many men made him unable to resist the disgust in his heart.

"It's really a killing person."

Crence's face turned black instantly, feeling that the scene at this moment was very similar, so he could only barely squeeze out a smile, smiled helplessly, and was silently observing Archibald's reaction, hoping that it could give corresponding reminders.

After a brief greeting with many people, Sirius was about to greet his family and slowly stepped into the castle.

A figure with a big belly ran over with a big stride with support from the maid beside him.

The fat on his body trembled very hard as he ran, and even the stones on the ground felt shaking.

His expression was filled with respect, respect and other emotions, and he looked like an admirer, and he was Samur.

"Please wait a moment, Lord Earl, your best friend hasn't greeted you yet."

A look of ugly instantly appeared on Melotti's face, and it seemed that the disgusting name would be heard in his ears the next second.

Seeing Samur appear, Krence's face darkened, which became more consistent with what he had guessed before, and things were indeed moving towards something worse.

After responding to Samur's enthusiasm in an understatement, Siris looked at Siris' family, and he could only act more humble because he lost his title.

"Oh, praise you, beautiful Mrs. Diana, your brilliance makes me feel dazzling, and Young Master Conmans, I was lucky to have hugged you when you were just full moon. You were so cute at that time."

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness appeared in Samur's eyes.

"Handsome young master, you remind me of Anqiluo. He is my favorite child, wuwu..." He actually started crying regardless of his image.

It was really superb acting. Crence took his performance into his eyes and watched Mrs. Diana comforting his emotions.

Suddenly, Archibald, who was squatting at Melotti's feet, roared twice, and its target was Samur who was pretending to behave at this moment.

This amazing change made Crance feel tight, and there was no reminder when Archibald met him last time.

In other words, he abandoned his identity as an ordinary person in more than a month and became an extraordinary person, or was possessed by that piece of rotten flesh, as Gene reminded him.

Archibald's roar seemed to surpass Mrs. Diana's patient comfort, causing his cry to come to an abrupt end, and he quickly turned his eyes to Melotti.

He changed into a smile, and for Crance in the corner, he just paused quietly for a moment, and then quickly moved away.

"Oh, the brightest gem of the St. John's Empire, the little princess of the Count, Uncle Samul finally saw you again, and you seem to be more beautiful."

"Hello, Uncle Samul."

For the sake of his father's identity, Melotti could only abandon his reluctant expression and showed enough respect to Samur.

Just as Samur was reluctant to continue talking to the Siris family.

A middle-aged man wearing a top hat and a straight tuxedo walked out of the castle and walked out slowly.

He held a cigarette in his right hand and a beautiful red stick in his left hand, making his whole body look very elegant.

The faint smile on his face made people feel intimate, and no ups and downs in his heart seemed to appear on his face. His majestic aura made people unable to help but want to surrender and could not raise any intention of resistance.

On his right hand is a young and beautiful lady wearing a black Gothic long skirt, her waist is as thin as willow branches, her chest is full and plump, and a pretty melon-shaped face is charming.

Her lips were covered with bright red lipstick, and her lips were slightly raised, making her look particularly tempting, making people unable to help but want to taste her delicate lips.

It also amplified her charm to the extreme, but the irritability between her eyebrows made people wonder. After all, today this was a dance party held by her husband.

Not only those young nobles, but even the middle-aged gentlemen who had been through the storm couldn't help swallowing their saliva, but when they thought of her identity, any blasphemy thoughts could only be suppressed.

After seeing the person, many people immediately stopped chatting, changed into a look of fear and respect, and greeted him one after another:

"His Excellency Moses, Mrs. Roxanne".

"He is the master of today, Moses Addison, many nobles are puzzled. Who is worthy of today's master to greet him in person." Suddenly, a person came to their minds.

Moses's footsteps slowly walked towards the person they were guessing, even ignoring the many nobles who showed good to him.

"How could it be her? The dance party tonight seems to be getting more and more lively."

Crence's pupils suddenly tightened, and he had already recognized the lady's identity. Although her temperament had changed a lot and became more beautiful, this did not prevent Crence from having a deep impression on her.

Quintina Jonathan, who escaped by Colum, bought the first pocket watch she sold when she was a Hayden employee.

"It's just that she, or he, why did she become a wife of Marquis Moses, and change her name again, which is very interesting, and the expression on the other person's face seems very subtle."

It seems that many nobles I have seen have some subtle relationships with the witch. The charm of the witch is indeed the best weapon to deal with men. Even if you know the other party’s identity, some warriors will always welcome the man without knowing it and carry out in-depth communication that can only be done in bed.

As for the Marquis of Moses, Crance felt a tingling feeling in his eyes when he looked at him, making him afraid to continue watching, and Archibald hid behind Melotti for some reason and shivered, not daring to make any sound.

There are only two possibilities.

The opponent's strength is so strong that Archibald is timid.

Or maybe he has magical items powerful enough to resist anyone's snooping. Combined with the other party's identity as an arms dealer, it is more logical to know many extraordinary people.

However, with the instructions of that existence, these two possibilities seem a bit too simple. A powerful ordinary person is not worthy of the attention of the gods at all. If the power behind it is eliminated, he must have a bigger secret.

Moses slowly approached Siris' family, and their expressions were extremely calm, and there was no sign of hatred or gap as rumored.

All that was the hypocrisy and politicians were just the hypocrisy and politicism. When the lady called Roxanne saw Crence, a sudden slight sensation appeared under her calm expression.

But Melotti, who was beside Siris, could not show a calm expression like his father.

Her eyes were staring at Moses' face, with a hint of resentment in her eyes, and the fists of her hands were clenched tightly, as if she was trying to suppress her emotions and prevent the Evans from making a fool of themselves.

"Hello, Earl Sirith, welcome you and your family agree to my dance."

Moses stretched out his right palm toward Sirius.

"I am honored, Mr. Marquis," Sirius gripped back without expression, and quickly retracted it.

Moses smiled and turned his head slightly, looked at Melotti, and praised him sincerely:

"I guess you should be Melotti. You are as beautiful as your mother. Looking at you, I feel like I think of her shadow."

Melotti was silent and said nothing, but her anger had made her beautiful face gloomy, as if it would explode in the next second, and Moses's words became the flame that detonated the bomb.

"You are not qualified..."

"Woooo, what are you doing?"

Before Melotti could express her dissatisfaction with Moses, Crance first covered the lady's mouth with her palm. This was not only for the sake of not having another episode at the dance tonight, but also for the safety of her life.

Such rude actions on such occasions will inevitably attract the attention of many people, especially those noble young masters who love Melotti.

"Oh, Holy Light, how could this damn guy touch my dear Melotti's lips with his palms? It's unacceptable..."

After saying hello to Melotti, Moses ignored Conmons and Diana and turned away, as if they were just an accident.

Crence had already taken away his palm under Melotti's pretty sharp teeth. Because of the improvement of physical fitness, only a few cute tooth marks and some saliva were left.

For the rudeness of a bodyguard, Siris gave an expression of appreciation, preventing Melotti from venting her anger due to being stimulated at this moment. This is obviously the right choice.

But he was really brave and so brave, he was really more and more like when he was pursuing Melotti's mother when he was young.
Chapter completed!