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etc!Raphael can't dance?How could a guy who danced like a zombie be the prom king that night?Jules suddenly realized that he had been fooled again, and couldn't help but glared at Raphael angrily. In a trance, it seemed that Raphael was walking towards him, and Raphael's gaze was like a torch, as if looking straight into his heart.Jules was taken aback, his face blushed immediately, and he turned his head to look elsewhere.After a while, I turned my head to look at Raphael again, and saw Raphael and the princess talking and laughing.

There was an indescribable feeling welling up in his heart, which made him breathless.

After another quick glance, Raphael was walking towards the balcony with the princess on his arm.

His hands began to tremble slightly, he gritted his teeth and tried to calm down.

"Little beauty, it seems that you are not in a good mood, do you want me to accompany you?"

Looking up, I saw a face with sharp lines, but it was a pity that there was a terrible scar on the right side of the face, and the expression on his face now was completely incompatible with that face.

The man continued to sigh: "Tsk tsk, when you dressed up, I realized what good things I missed? The old man Xige should be hanged, but he didn't tell me beforehand that there were a few stunners like you that day. It's not too late, do you want to follow me? You are obedient and obedient, and I promise to let you taste unprecedented happiness..."

Jules slapped his hand away: "No need, Mr. Richaroo! I saw Mr. Marie coming over, and I don't mind talking to him about this issue..."

Richard Rue's expression changed immediately, and he said viciously, "If you dare to provoke him, you will die!" He turned around and greeted Mali with a smile.

Marie only had time to look at Jules from afar before being dragged away.

Jules looked around for a week and found that Raphael was no longer at the venue. His mood, somehow, became flustered, and subconsciously walked out of the hall to look for Raphael.

Outside the venue is the garden.

Looking at the garden, compared with the magnificently furnished hall, there is an indescribable elegance.The rockery and strange rocks seem to have been integrated into the style of the Crolo era, but also have a faint oriental taste.The owner of the garden—the owner of the city-state—became curious. What kind of person should have such contradictory psychology?

As Jules was thinking, he couldn't help but want to explore deeper into the garden.

Just as he was about to walk out of a strange rock in the middle of a large pool, he suddenly heard footsteps and soft words, not wanting to bump into someone and explain, he quietly backed away.

It was a woman's voice, soft and friendly: "The layout here is very elegant. I should have come to have a look. I have passed by many times before, but I didn't have a chance to stop!"

"You are a princess, and the people can understand the feeling of running around for the people. I am lucky to be here this time, and I will do my best as a guide." A male voice replied politely.

The sound was very close, probably they were sitting on the opposite side of the strange rock.

Jules' face was a little uncomfortable, it was Raphael's voice.Raphael is such a vigilant person, if one is not careful, he will know that he is right behind him.

The princess didn't speak for a while, and then she said: "Raphael, I'm not someone to be manipulated around." She paused: "Although I am a princess, I must take the national interest as the highest mission, and I must be ordered to marry the most capable A person who protects the interests of the royal family. However, I am not a person who is at the mercy of others."

This princess is indeed a special person.When he was studying, Raphael once said that Princess Freya is the most admirable royal nobleman.In fact, he said: "I think she's the only royal worthy of respect."

Jules held his breath subconsciously, listening to Raphael's answer.

Only the sound of clothes rubbing against each other was heard, and Raphael knelt down on one foot.

"Of course, Your Royal Highness. When you beheaded the mayor and opened the granary to relieve the victims in the city-state of lords, I knew you were not an ordinary person."

Jules suddenly remembered that there was a severe drought in the south one year. Raphael had been missing for a week. When he came back, he only heard the comments from his classmates that the disaster in the city-state of lords had been resolved. But if you don't say it, you can forget it yourself.It appears that is true.

Jules looked through the small hole on the strange rock, the princess's face seemed to be a little excited, but years of upbringing made her calm down quickly, and she extended her hand to Raphael.

"I'm not popular in the family, you know, but I never regret what I do," she said, "Like, like I don't protest my marriage to you, you know, I don't at the mercy of people."

Jules tried to see Raphael's reaction, but Raphael's back was facing him, and he couldn't see anything clearly, only seeing him kissing the back of the princess's hand.

"Raphael, please promise me too."

"I am willing to serve you at any time, Your Royal Highness."

The voice of the princess trembled slightly, although she might have tried her best to control it: "If you are not like me and don't regret this marriage, then please tell me. Tell me yourself."

Before Raphael could speak, a voice calling for the princess and Duke Raphael came from afar.

"I'm a princess, I don't have the right to beg, but at least I have the right to refuse alms." She took a deep breath and stood up: "Raphael, don't give alms, I have never seen your alms, even for Poor or beggar, you are never giving alms. So don't give alms, can you do it?"

Raphael was right, this princess was indeed an admirable and admirable woman, even though she didn't have the flowery beauty now, her sentiment gave her a holy light.

It's not comparable to the number one beauty in the city-state of Hetalia.

Jules got closer to the strange rock, trying to hear what Raphael said, when suddenly someone pressed his shoulder.

Looking back, there were no traces of Raphael and the princess anymore.

What about Raphael's answer?

Has been unable to know.