Dancing is not allowed on the grave

Nancy felt a little confused: "What's so good about rich people? You don't have money?"

Look at his aristocratic dress, doesn't he look like that?What's more, with such a powerful follower.

Searle replied honestly, "No, we are poor."

"..." Nancy looked at Searle suspiciously, but from those clear and beautiful eyes, she didn't see any possibility of lying.

Could it be that they are really poor?

He pondered for a moment, "Then can you do me a favor? The price is free, as long as I can afford it."

"What's the matter?" Thinking of Nancy's actions in the auction house and the upcoming wedding in Angus City, it's not hard for Searle to guess what he wants to do. "It's related to Miss Melotti?"

"You guessed it." Nancy looked around and lowered the brim of her hat. "It's not convenient to talk about it here. Come with me."

He walked around a few streets with ease, and led the two into a tavern in a small alley.

"The owner of this tavern is from my hometown." Nancy opened a chair and sat down. "We are both from Nathaniel."

Searle has heard Lancelot say this.

Nancy is the most famous bard in Losra. Almost everyone knows that this wind magician is handsome, powerful, rich and passionate, but his life experience is always mysterious. The outside world is just a rumor. He is from Nassar Neil - it looks like this rumor is true.

Searle felt a little strange, "I see that the guards here are very strict, and identity checks are required when entering and exiting. How could Nathaniel's people be allowed to open a shop here?"

Nancy smiled, "More than half of the people in this city are from Nathaniel."

"what?"

"Do you know why there are few clothing stores here, but blacksmith shops and arms dealers?"

Silence fell silent.

"Because in Nathaniel, there are no clothing stores at all. The people there just want to survive, fighting against the harsh environment and wild animals. As for beautiful clothes and hats, if they can't fill their stomachs, how can they care about it?" These. Most of the tribesmen wear the furs of wild animals from their prey."

"In recent years, the orcs in Nathaniel have become more and more rampant, often expelling the humans living in the territory. They were forced to have nowhere to go, so they had to defect to Angus and cross the border into this city to live."

Because the Nathaniels live in harsh environments all year round, their physical fitness and adaptability are stronger than ordinary people. Some of them are mixed with orcs, and their physical strength is far beyond ordinary people. Such a group of people gathered in Angus City. They also manufactured a large amount of armaments, either to launch a war against the orcs in Nathaniel, or... to launch a rebellion against the Augustine Empire.

Judging from the current situation, the latter is obviously more likely.

The orcs of Nathaniel are extremely powerful in combat. Except for a few peace-loving hermit tribes, most of them are warlike and barbaric, cruel and bloodthirsty. Fighting with them will result in death or injury, and there is no benefit.

Augustine was different. Even if he just captured a city, the land resources obtained would be enough for the Nathaniel people who had nowhere to go to live and work in peace—of course, their ambitions may not stop there.

"Has the empire not noticed what's happening on Angus' side?"

The boss brought two pints of beer, Seale glanced at the overflowing foam, felt a little thirsty, but didn't drink it, and just put it aside temporarily.

"Understood." Nancy closed her eyes, "They married Melotti to deter Angus."

After all, Melotti is not only a princess of the empire, but also a mage of the Throne of Flame.

Syl asked softly, "So what you want us to do is..."

"—Snatching a marriage."

On the wedding day, festive red decorations were hung around the city of Angus.

It stands to reason that there is nothing wrong with using warm colors in the wedding scene, but most of the buildings in this border city are oppressive black and cold metallic colors, and the red that represents Melotti is the color of flames.

It happened to be a cloudy day. Under the gray sky, the cold black buildings and the kerosene lamps burning with scarlet flames collided, and the effect was as if they were in a corner of hell.

This abyss party, oh no, a grand wedding ceremony will be held at Triumph Square in the center of the city at three noon.

The Duke's Mansion opened its doors early, and Angus, dressed in a black groom's suit, stood at the door to receive the nobles who came from all over Augustine.

"Little Baron of Karami Town, it's a great honor for you to come to my wedding." Angus didn't know Metz before, and he didn't know that the Baron of Karami Town was originally an arrogant middle-aged man.

Searle shook hands with Angus, took out a red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

Through the layer of red paper, Angus could feel that it contained gold coins.The thoughtful Mr. Duke couldn't judge the meaning of this move for a while, holding an envelope of gold coins in a daze.

Not to mention that he didn't understand, even Lancelot was a little confused, "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Searle and him stared at each other, also at a loss, "Your money, don't you give red envelopes to people when you attend a wedding?"

"..."

Lancelot didn't know what "member money" and "red envelopes" were, but he probably guessed that this was a custom in the place where Seale originally lived.

However, Rosella did not have such unwritten rules, so until he went to the Triumph Square, Searle could still feel Duke Angus' complex gaze sweeping over him from time to time.

There is a pair of huge warhammer statues in the center of the Triumph Square, which were temporarily transformed into a wedding arch. Since Augustine's king was busy with affairs, Melotti's uncle, the only hereditary duke in the empire, took his place.

At exactly three o'clock, a distant bell sounded from the towering bell tower in the distance, and the wedding officially began.

Melotti was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, her long curly hair was tied in a bun behind her head, revealing her smooth neck.

She used to look good, once she was dressed up she could be said to be glamorous, but unfortunately the sky was gloomy and dark with dark clouds, which made everything in the city look eclipsed.

The hereditary duke walked onto the wedding rug with Melotti on his arm, and looked up at the sky strangely, "Your Majesty the King has asked the Pope for a fortune-telling. It should be sunny today, but it looks like it's going to rain today."

As soon as the words fell, there was a "click", and something fell on the tip of his nose.

"Huh? It's really raining... No, why is there a hailstorm?"

Strange dark clouds shrouded the Triumph Square, and large hailstones fell without warning, and the wedding scene was suddenly in chaos.

The nobles were clasping their heads and trying to hide under the eaves, but they heard the howling wind "rumbling" sweeping over, overturning the layout of the wedding scene, and all the tables and chairs fell aside.

A shadow descended from the sky, spread its wings and swooped down, grabbed Melotti from the side of the hereditary duke, flapped its wings and flew into the distance.

It wasn't until they disappeared into the sky that someone in the crowd said, "The dragon—the dragon has captured Princess Melotti!"