"Why don't you go dancing?" In such a short period of time when Nalant and Boris were talking, there were already several noble young people surrounding the girls.
But several girls ignored this, but after Boris left, they immediately surrounded Nalant.
"Sir Narant, I want to dance with you!" The aristocratic lady named Taffy was quite outgoing.
"Uh..." Nalant paused, then looked at the girls around him, who also looked eager to try.
Nasia, on the other hand, covered her little mouth and snickered from time to time.
"Sir Narant, can you please!" Seeing that Narant didn't respond immediately, Taffy stepped forward, took Narant's arm, and waved it in front of her.
Not to mention, although these aristocratic ladies are only sixteen or fifteen years old, the soft feeling on Nalant's arms has clearly begun to take shape.
When the other girls saw that Taffy made the first move, they also held Nalant's other arm without showing any signs of weakness.
Seeing this, the few young men around who were ignored by the chatters only felt that God was unfair and wanted to yell, he is the one who is planning to marry Miss Stella, there is no hope for you!
"Okay!" Surrounded by the cute girls, Nalant had no choice but to give in. Moreover, men couldn't say no.
In addition, this is also to take care of Nasia's face. After all, the girls are all her classmates, well, that's it.
Immediately, Narant took several girls on stage to dance one by one.
His move immediately attracted the attention of many people. Seeing Nalant changing his dance partners five times in succession, the envy, jealousy, and hatred of those young people turned into admiration.
When the difference in strength is too great, even jealousy cannot arise.
Just like in previous lives, ordinary people would never be jealous of a business tycoon who was richer than him.
Stella and the Earl also noticed the situation here, but they didn't think much about it.
Instead, Bernard smiled and shook his head, and said to Stella as if pointing something out, this boy was not very conspicuous before, but now he is quite popular with girls.
Stella just glanced at it lightly and continued talking with several friends from the royal capital.
After dancing with five pretty aristocratic ladies in a row, even Nalant, an intermediate bronze knight, couldn't hold on any longer.
It's not that he's not physically strong, it's that these pretty girls are so clingy that they always cling to him when they dance.
He led the last girl back to the sidelines. Just as Nalant was about to return to the table, a resentful call suddenly came to his ears.
"Sir Narant!"
Narant turned around and saw that it was Natasha, the witch.
"Hello, Miss Natasha!" Nalant didn't really want to see this witch, especially after Stella reminded her, but now he always responds when he meets her.
"Sir Narante is really busy tonight!" Natasha pointed out.
"Sorry, Miss Natasha, I'm really tired in the afternoon, so I can't go to the appointment!" Nalant explained, "Miss Natasha, my sister is still waiting for me over there, so I won't talk to you for now.
You chatted!”
In order to avoid getting entangled with this witch, Nalant explained and prepared to leave.
At this moment, a young man in gorgeous clothes suddenly came closer and said, "Natasha!"
And this young man turned out to be His Royal Highness.
"I've met His Highness the Great Prince!" Natasha saluted, but Nalant quickly ran away when he saw this.
Natasha frowned slightly when she saw Nalant leaving, but she didn't say anything again.
"Natasha, let's dance together too!"
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, because this is the first time I've come to Tulip, so I've been feeling a little tired these past few days. It's better for Your Highness to find other female companions!" Natasha withdrew her gaze and replied sincerely.
A word from the great prince.
"Tsk, tsk! That's a perfunctory excuse!" After taking a few steps forward, the sound of conversation behind him still reached his ears, and Nalant couldn't help but tsk.
Although this Natasha is charming, she is not a weak woman. Her strength has reached the level of a bronze intermediate knight.
So this rhetoric is obviously perfunctory, and the perfunctory person is still the eldest prince.
However, Nalant vaguely guessed the reason for Stella's warning, and he probably was the eldest prince.
"Ah!" Just as Nalant was thinking about the interesting things behind him, and made up his mind to stay far away from the witch, an exclamation came from beside him.
Nalant, with quick eyesight and quick hands, stretched out his hand to grab it and steady a maid's body.
It turned out that when he was walking forward, the maid walked a little faster, and her center of gravity was unstable and she bumped into him.
"I'm sorry, sir! The villain...the villain didn't mean it!"
The maid turned pale with fright. Although she did not fall, a drink on the tray spilled onto Narante's gorgeous dress.
"It's okay, don't worry, I didn't notice you either!" After all, the little maid was unintentional. Nalant still had some tolerance. Looking at the frightened maid who was at a loss, she waved her hand to appease him.
"Thank you... thank you for your kindness. Sir, I will take you to clean and change a dress!" The maid was grateful.
"Yes!" Nalant nodded, told the girl dancing beside him, and then followed the maid out of the hall.
Soon, Narante was led by the maid to the second floor of the castle.
Although Tulip Castle is luxurious, its layout plan is similar to that of other small castles. The second floor is the guest room for guests.
"Sir, you are really a kind nobleman. There are dresses prepared for guests in the guest room. Please help me change my clothes!"
"The little man in your dress will wash it and give it to you later to repay your kindness!"
Naturally, Nalant had no objection. Now he had fallen and liked the service of the little maids. Besides, it was just a change of clothes now.
Immediately, under the service of the little maid, Nalant put on another dress.
It has to be said that the Earl family is very wealthy. There is a set of high-end dresses in complete sizes in the cabinet, which is used to prepare for the unexpected needs of guests.
He also heard Boris mention that such dresses are even different in every room in order to prevent guests from wearing different clothes.
"Sir, the little man will help you clean your dress now!"
With that said, the little girl took Nalant's dress and walked towards the door.
Narant, think about it, do you know who I am? Where will I send it to you later?
However, after thinking about it, there were probably not many people in the room who didn't know his identity tonight. Since the maid didn't ask, she must have known, so he didn't speak again.
I habitually checked my facial appearance in front of the bronze mirror in the guest room and straightened my clothes again.
"Hey, my badge is still on that dress!" Narant suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten to take off the badge.
"Forget it, the little maid shouldn't be greedy for ink!" At this moment, the maid was no longer in the corridor, and Nalant was not in a hurry.
He didn't believe that a count's maid would risk losing her head by embezzling an object worth one gold coin. It would be better to just steal a vase in the corridor!
However, what Nalant didn't know was that the maid took his clothes and didn't go far. Instead, she hid in a guest room not far away when he looked in the mirror.
At this moment, there were two people lying in a pool of blood in the guest room.