The status is appropriate.

Oral ability is also appropriate.

If it were Simlai Ke standing here, people would feel oppressed unconsciously.

And replace it with Gejir Ke?

It seems too young.

Goethe is actually quite appropriate.

But Goethe had another task.

As for Nina?

How could a woman from the Ke family work hard?

"Good morning, everyone."

Agitated with energy and blood, Enmulai Ke's voice spread throughout the audience. People from the northern border applauded vigorously, and people from other places also applauded in concert.

"It was an unprecedented feat—"

"Challenge a hundred 'same level'!"

"The challenger is my cousin Goethe Wayne!"

"To be honest, I don't agree with it. After all, this fool has staked his territory 'Svetlaland'... Alas, but what can I do?"

"He's my own brother, I can't beat him, can I?"

"So, I hope there is a real strong man who can wake him up."

"Let him see how ignorant his own arrogance is."

Emurai Ke's words once again brought bursts of applause, mixed with enough laughter.

Self-deprecating, on such occasions, always works wonders.

The Grand Duke's second son did not interrupt the laughter and applause.

He stood there with a smile on his face.

After the laughter and applause stopped for a while, the second son of the grand duke continued.

"In order to see my dear brother woke up with his own eyes, my father, the guardian of the north, Grand Duke Scrooge also came in person!"

The second son of the Grand Duke said, raising his hand and pointing to the room higher than ordinary seats.

These rooms are supported by thick logs and stand high above the stands. With a good view, not only can you see everything in the middle of the ring, but you can also overlook the entire Bear Castle Arena.

Moreover, the structure of the room allows it to avoid the wind, rain and sun, and also endows it with high privacy.

Even if you make any excessive moves, you won't be seen at all.

Because, it is high.

In this regard, the Fabol nobles are very satisfied.

They quite like this kind of VIP seat which is different from ordinary people.

I also secretly decided in my heart that I want to sit in.

However, when they saw the Grand Duke appearing at the window of the VIP seat in the middle, Dotnier Margo and Donald Dott frowned in unison.

There are only 10 VIP seats, and now the Grand Duke occupies 1 seat, leaving only 9 seats!

Limited quantities, less.

It is bound to cost more.

and……

Is that all?

They sensed something was wrong.

I'm afraid it's not that simple anymore.

Looking at the smiling and waving Grand Duke, the two seemed to see an old bear grinding its claws standing in front of them, ready to bleed them.

The rest of the Faber nobles also noticed something was wrong.

Green Vine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus looked at each other indiscriminately, and they all saw each other's worries.

As the five families under the Rose Family and the Tulip Family, although the light is covered by the two major families, they still have to show their presence as much as possible.

This is Faber's tradition.

Therefore, they must occupy the VIP seats.

They heard that there were 10 before, and they were relieved.

Now?

It could be worse.

People in the north didn't know what the nobles of Faber thought. When the simple people in the north saw the Grand Duke, they all cheered.

They think their Grand Duke is the most qualified to sit there.

that's enough.

As for the others?

They didn't think much of it at all.

Seeing the expected scene, Emurai Ke continued with a smile——

"We people in the north are the most hospitable people. When a beautiful girl travels thousands of miles to the north for true love, we should..."

"welcome!"

"Welcome Miss Margarita Margot!"

In the elongated tone, the northerners present shouted again.

It was a bit messy at first, but then it became neat and tidy.

Margarita Margot appeared next to the box where the Grand Duke was, still smiling shyly and innocently, and still holding Goethe's arm.

This scene made all the people in the north happy.

Even the ladies and wives of Faber's nobles smiled and applauded.

"Have you arranged someone?"

"Well, some spectators are arranged, mainly because they are afraid of being left alone."

After the two sat down, Margarita asked.

She could hear clearly, the first few shouts of 'welcome' were extremely appropriate, and they sounded almost after Emmale Ke's voice fell.

So that it drives everyone.

"you are so bad!"

Looking at Goethe with a frank face, the second daughter of the Tulip family said softly.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Goethe smiled and nodded, looking down.

Down below, around the ring, on the seats prepared for Faber's nobles, Dirkmore was staring at it.

The malice in the eyes is like the essence.

Goethe thought for a moment, pulled Margarita up, and had a misplaced kiss under everyone's gaze.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

There were louder cheers.

Crunch!

Amid the cheers of everyone, Dirkmo clenched his fists, his eyes full of killing intent.

kill him!

kill him!

The voice in my head kept rolling.

But then, the head of the 'Knights of the Rose' calmed down.

Not self-calm.

It was Simlai Ke staring at him, calm down.

The Grand Duke's eldest son was sitting beside him, looking at him indifferently.

"just wait!"

"There are always times when you are alone!"

Dirkmo said from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time, a thought popped up.

Emlai Ke glanced at Dilkmo.

Silly X!

The second son of the grand duke commented, silently thinking about how to get rid of this guy 'safely' in his heart, but still smiling on the surface, he shouted loudly: "In addition to Miss Marge, our northern border has ushered in another one." A guest—Prince Most."

Most?

The northerners were taken aback.

Most!

Fabol was startled.

After several days of recuperation, relying on the strong resilience of the 'Dragon Blood Warrior', Mostert, an upright, somewhat silly young man, appeared on the other side of the Grand Duke's box.

Although he has not received the education of a prince, but facing such a big occasion, the young man did not feel guilty. After he waved his hand, he said directly: "Thank you, cousin, for the welcome. Seriously, I am not Guest, I'm also from the north, after all, my uncle Scrooge is here."

It was Eun-mu who came to teach him this sentence.

Young people didn't see anything wrong.

He is really grateful to the Ke family who took him in in danger.

Moreover, he also considered himself a member of the Ke family.

He called the Grand Duke his uncle!

clap clap clap!

The young man's speech won the favor of the northerners present. Everyone warmly welcomed the young man, which also made the young man's smile brighter.

Seeing this scene, Dotnier Mag and Donald Dott's faces remained unchanged, but their hearts became vigilant at the same time.

They are wary of what the North will do next.

at the same time……

There are also more calculations.

Both saw an opportunity.

However, soon, the two withdrew their minds.

Because, there are still things related to face.

The two of them and the rest of the Fabol nobles all looked at Emlai Ke.

You can always bid now, right?

Do you have any reason to let someone into the VIP seat?

There are still 7 VIP seats, and they represent the nobles of Fabol just right.

The Fabers thought so.

Emlai Ke looked at the Faboers in the audience, and immediately showed a smile, and then he raised his finger again——

"The North is desolate."

"It's cold in the north."

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