Instead, I looked at the person next to me...

Ian was thoughtful.

Thales lowered his head, uncomfortably avoiding someone's subconscious glance.

He opened his clenched fists, tried his best to get rid of all unnecessary thoughts, and suppressed the unnatural feeling.

But when he lowered his head, he saw Ian's boots again: they were different from the aristocratic boots that the Northlanders were used to.

But at this moment, Thales only felt that those boots were ugly.

Wearing such ugly boots to... propose?

damn it.

Really want to...

I really want to step on it.

"This is an easy choice." Ian straightened his collar and said as if he was in a tidy mood.

In the hall, the vassals changed their expressions when they saw the Grand Duke looking at the visitors from Qiyuan City with complex eyes.

The disgust in Earl Curtson's eyes had escalated to hatred, and Earl Hester gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger.

"No, ma'am," Earl Hester's breathing became louder and louder: "Please consider carefully..."

"Earl, I'm sorry." But the Grand Duchess just stretched out her hand and shook her head to interrupt Hester.

She put away her thoughtful expression, cleared her throat, and turned to Ian again.

Thelma said: "So, you will finish this battle in the name of proposing to me, safeguard my reputation and authority, and then we will get married?"

Ian's eyes lit up and he nodded.

"It is for this reason that I will bring the Dragon Spear Banner in the Clouds to Freehold. Not only will you be able to spread your prestige in Exeter and restore your family's reputation without a single soldier," Yi

En continued to speak slowly and authentically:

"You can even get the most powerful support: the vast and magnificent territory of Qiyuan City will be your backing. You don't need to be controlled anymore...if you know what I mean."

He shrugged.

At that moment, the entire hall seemed like eternal oil flowing in the ice and snow. At the moment of ignition, the flames of anger and the chill of hatred rose at the same time.

The expressions of the vassals of Longxiao City dropped to freezing point, and Thales could even hear the clatter of some people's fists.

The envoys of Qiyuan City had been confused by this young master who acted unconventionally since the beginning of their journey, but this time they all fell into deep thought.

Thales frowned. He suddenly knew why Ian deliberately sat near him. In order to protect the safety of the Star Prince, Lord Justin deployed sufficient manpower in this corner to isolate most of the vassals.

Otherwise, the tragedy of "a nobleman of the Ronnie family died in Longxiao City" will probably be reported in Exeter tomorrow.

Thales exhaled: At this moment, Prince of Stars is probably no longer the most unpopular person in Longxiao City.

but……

Will they succeed?

Nazer, who had not spoken for a long time, looked at the Grand Duchess meaningfully, and then turned to Ian.

"Kulikun Ronnie actually has a son like you," the old earl coughed: "He has really made a profit by marrying a local wife."

Ian's face froze, but then he smiled reluctantly.

"Enough!" Count Linner on the side said coldly:

"If it is for marriage and to prove the positions of Longxiao City and Qiyuan City, I believe we can find a suitable candidate in the collateral bloodline of the Walton family."

"But the Grand Duchess has an important responsibility in Longxiao City, so it is impossible for her to marry you."

Ian snorted lightly.

"Here we go again, you are talking to the Grand Duchess again, as if you are her father or husband," His Excellency the Viscount waved his hands, his eyes sharp: "But can you really protect her?"

Boom!

Earl Hester punched the seat hard with a ruthless look on his face and his golden beard trembling slightly:

"Why are we still wasting time here?"

Earl Curtson hummed in agreement: "Guards! Just drive this Western guy out!"

But the Grand Duke's personal guards just stared at him sternly, motionless.

Ian smiled indifferently.

At this moment.

"Everyone!"

The clear voice of the Grand Duchess interrupted the conflict that was about to break out: "As masters, we must maintain our grace."

Thales raised his head and, together with the vassals, turned his attention to Thelma.

coming.

Final blow.

Hope there are no surprises.

"Your Majesty the Viscount."

"I have to say, you gave me a very interesting proposal." Thelma sighed.

"Even quite tempting."

The faces of the vassals suddenly became ugly.

"Without sending a single soldier, we can resolve the Freedom Alliance's affairs, restore my prestige, my family's dignity, and even gain support from Qiyuan City from now on," Thelma struggled to squeeze out a smile, her voice full of emotion.

Tired, "All it takes is a so-called romantic story."

Ian bowed respectfully: "That's right."

Thelma looked at him quietly and nodded.

The vassals could no longer sit still.

Hester couldn't hold it back and exclaimed: "Madam!"

Count Linner narrowed his eyes and looked at the regent: "Lisban, as the leader...as the regent, you have the obligation to stop the lady's blind behavior."

But Earl Lisban just ignored it and continued to look at Thelma, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Fuck," Curterson said angrily: "Lisban, we all know that the lady listens to you, don't pretend to be dead, say something!"

Nazer also frowned, but his eyes looked at Lisban.

Only Kierkegaard, who was always silent, remained silent and watched the events in the field quietly.

The rest of the vassals, big and small, had different reactions, some were worried, some were eager, or some were gnashing their teeth.

Thales looked at the expressions of these vassals and clenched his fists.

Thelma smiled and still looked at Ian.

"So, dear Thelma," Ian raised his hands cheerfully: "Have we reached a consensus?"

"Walton and Ronnie's great alliance?"

Thelma's smile became brighter and brighter, and there was even a hint of relief.

Thales closed his eyes.

Under the attention of the entire Hall of Heroes, the Grand Duchess of Longxiao City gently leaned on the back of her seat and looked at the stone carving of the Dragon Spear in the Cloud above her head.

"Your Majesty the Viscount," the Grand Duchess's voice was ethereal, as if coming from the horizon:

"No."

At that moment, the whole hall first heard the sound of breathing with different rhythms, and then immediately fell silent.

Ian was stunned: "Selma, what?"

The next second, Thelma straightened up from her seat, sat upright, and became serious again.

Count Nazaire narrowed his eyes, and Count Lisban frowned.

"I said, Your Excellency the Viscount: 'No'."

"As the Grand Duke of Longxiao City," the Grand Duke looked at Qi Yuancheng's heir coldly and said word by word, "I reject your proposal, and there is no need for Qi Yuancheng to stand up for us."

"I won't even marry you."

Ian frowned.

"Also, please call me 'Grand Duchess' or 'Ms.'," Thelma said indifferently:
Chapter completed!