"Gagaga, of course she didn't mean it. She hid because she was afraid that she would be ugly and scared you." Suddenly, a harsh duckling voice rang beside her. It turned out that Talta, the son of Viscount Harris, was talking.

Hearing the sarcastic sarcasm in this sentence, Eugen frowned unhappily. The person's education and quality of the person was too poor, and he sounded like a spoiled naughty child.

Sure enough, when Viscount Harris heard his son's words, he did not scold him loudly, but just reminded him in a low voice: "Talta, you can't say that to her. No matter how she says she is your sister."

Talta seemed to have a strong hostility towards Mia. He had no intention of listening to his father at all, and still said in a sharp voice: "Tsk, she is just ugly, why don't she let me say it? It's so unlucky, why would I have such an older sister, an ugly and black big black bear."

After saying that, Talta made a face at Mia. Mia looked aggrieved and her head lowered to her chest. However, she didn't say anything, just silently endured the ridicule.

Eugen felt a little heavy when he saw this scene. This phenomenon is definitely not an isolated case. In this era, women could not receive the same treatment as men. Just from the point of view of the aristocratic title passing through men or not women, it is enough to explain the problem.

Although the aristocratic community advocates respect for women, most of the time women are treated as a vase. Only men are regarded as family heirs, and true power is also in the hands of men.

This was the tide of the entire era. Eugen asked himself that he did not have the ability to change it. He just thought of the question of the successor of Charles VI and couldn't help but worry about the future of the empire.

Mrs. Harris looked like she was completely natural, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it. Perhaps even she herself was disgusting with this daughter.

Understanding the situation of the family, Eugen had no interest in continuing to talk, so he stroked his forehead and said, "Sorry, Viscount Harris, I feel a little uncomfortable, I want to go and take a rest first."

Viscount Harris wanted to keep him, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just glared at Mia fiercely, obviously thinking that Mia's actions made Eugen disgusted.

Eugen didn't want the poor girl to suffer an unrestrained disaster, so she patted Viscount Harris' arm and said, "You don't have to blame Miss Mia, I'm really feeling a little uncomfortable. I'll leave first, you guys have fun."

Then Eugen turned around and left. Mia stood there, looking at his back with gratitude.

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Saying goodbye to Viscount Harris, Eugen did not leave first, but wandered around the banquet hall.

The main hall of Schönbrunn Palace is very wide, with three parts: the front hall, the main hall and the inner hall from the inside to the outside. In addition, there are a large number of side rooms on both sides, and these rooms also have various entertainment facilities.

The older gentlemen and noble ladies have decreased their energy and weakened their physical fitness. Therefore, they will not play too crazy at banquets, and they often talk to others.

In most cases, the protagonists at the banquet are young people. The girls wear off-shoulder evening gowns, while the boys are mostly tight tuxedoes that are convenient for movement. Accompanied by the rhythm of music, the boys hold the girl's hand and step into the center of the wide dance hall, dancing in the swaying candlelight.

The energetic boys, inspired by alcohol, were jealous for the same beautiful and generous girl, and they were so angry that they blushed and even threatened to have a duel.

The girls gathered together, laughter and chattering mixed together, talking about the graceful demeanor of a certain viscount or the heir of the count. Of course, more often, they talked about makeup and food.

It was just afternoon, and in order to make the banquet more atmosphere, the servants pulled up a thick gauze curtain, then lit candles, pretending that the summer night was coming.

At this time, the banquet hall was already very lively, but these were just foreplays. The real banquet climax would not come until the evening.

All the participants of the banquet also retained their strength and prepared to stay until the evening to release them. Even the two noisy young men seemed to have not poured all their anger into their hearts.

Eugen stood alone on the second floor of the hall, holding a wine glass in his hand and watching the lively scene in the banquet hall. He was not involved. Perhaps because his soul did not belong to this era, Eugen always felt at a loss when facing such a scene.

Even though he was the protagonist of tonight's banquet, even if 30% of the topics those people talked about were about him, all this seemed to have nothing to do with him.

After taking a sip of the Bordeaux wine in the glass, Eugen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if a melancholy poet thought: "Oh, I still have to get out the electricity and the lights quickly. Under these damn candlelight, I can't see what the girls downstairs look like, and I don't know if there are any beautiful inside."

"Hello, hello, are you Eugen?" A crisp female voice rang behind Eugen.

After encountering Viscount Harris's family, Eugen specially found a corner on the second floor of the hall, just to avoid some boring acquaintances. But unexpectedly, even so, he was found.

Before turning around, this scene appeared in Ougen's mind - a rough man with a beard wearing women's clothing and braids, while picking his nose, saying to him: "Do you think I can't find you if you hide here? You are wrong. Your melancholy eyes and sighing stubborn slut have long been betrayed you. People like you are like fireflies in the night sky, shining brightly."

Fortunately, the heartbreaking scene I imagined did not happen. Eugen turned around and saw a very ordinary girl. The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with some small freckles on her face, wearing a fluffy and wide white veil, and her long black hair tied up a small bun.

"Yes, I am Eugen. Hello, little sister, is there anything you need to ask me for?" Eugen bent down and looked at the little girl in front of him, and said harmlessly.

The little girl smiled purely and sweetly, as clean as a piece of white paper. A pair of deer-like eyes stared at Eugen and said, "My brother asked me to give you this war letter, and he said he would challenge it like you."
Chapter completed!