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Mo Zhaoyuan followed Harrison back to Ben Commons, the capital of the Duchy of Wycliffe, and then entered the palace to meet King William I of the Duchy of Wycliffe. William I looked very similar to Harrison. A very dignified middle-aged man, but he was unexpectedly kind when facing Mo Zhaoyuan and Harrison.

"Dear child." He looked at Mo Zhaoyuan with a smile, "I have heard what Harrison said, thank you for your generous help, the Duke will be grateful to you."

"My honor." Mo Zhaoyuan smiled gently, his iris-purple eyes were full of tenderness and compassion, making people feel fond of him just by looking at them.

"I have decided to make you the Earl of the Principality, and the fief of Noah County is in Faulkner County, Harrison's fief." William I said, and then asked, "Mr. Antonio, what is your surname?"

"Your Majesty has long since disassociated herself from the family, so please give me your surname." Mo Zhaoyuan replied.

King William I pondered for a moment, and when he was about to speak, he heard Harrison's impatient voice: "Father, let Antonio be named Veblen!"

William I's eyes on Harrison suddenly became a little meaningful - Veblen is the royal surname of the Duchy of Wycliffe, and his youngest son's intentions this time are not ordinary...

"Father!" Harrison blinked his emerald eyes, and made a coquettish gesture with his father's face, which made William I couldn't help laughing.

"Alright." He nodded, "Antonio, Veblen is a royal surname, so it will be considered that you have officially joined my royal family of Wycliffe!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Mo Zhaoyuan bowed slightly, saluted gracefully, the expression on his face remained unchanged, as if he had no feeling at all about being named Veblen by the royal family name.

For Mo Zhaoyuan, there is actually no big difference between Antonio Castianno and Antonio Veblen, but Antonio Veblen can be a puppet in the Duchy of Wycliffe[fu] The Earl of Gui [xiu], Mo Zhaoyuan is quite satisfied with this.

William I bestowed a manor to Mo Zhaoyuan, and Mo Zhaoyuan named it "Bartholomew Manor".Overnight, the name of the Earl of Norah County spread throughout Wycliffe's upper-class aristocratic circles. For this young Earl surnamed "Veblen" who suddenly appeared, the nobles of Wycliffe all had a few feelings. Very curious.I heard that the Earl of Noah County likes to stay in the manor on weekdays, and I don’t see him socializing with anyone or attending any ball parties. It’s just that the third prince of the Principality, Prince Harrison, seems to like the Earl of Noah County very much. When I have free time in the day, I will go to Bartholomew Manor to visit the Earl of Norahshire.

Bartholomew Manor.

"Your Excellency, here is an invitation to the ball." In the study, Mo Zhaoyuan was sitting on the soft sofa reading a book, and Mr. Edward, the old housekeeper of the manor, handed over an envelope with his white-gloved hands, "From Vincent Your Excellency the Marquis."

"Vincent?" Mo Zhaoyuan reached out to take it, opened the sealed envelope with wax lacquer, and took out the parchment inside. On the parchment, the words of invitation were written in dark green ink. The signature is rather dashing.

"Yes, the Marquis of Vincent is also the patriarch of the Aclando family." Butler Edward knew that his current earl master was quite ignorant of the nobles of Wycliffe, so he immediately explained aloud. .

"Hmm..." Mo Zhaoyuan looked at the invitation letter. The dance will be held in the ancestral home of the Aclando family in three days, starting at six in the evening. "Should I go, Edward?"

"If you don't dislike the ball, it's better to go." Edward bowed slightly and replied respectfully.

"Okay!" He put the invitation letter back in the envelope, then stood up and walked slowly to the desk, "I will go - I will leave the costumes and accessories for the ball to you, Edward."

"Yes, I will take care of it, please rest assured." Edward nodded, exited the study, and closed the door for Mo Zhaoyuan very considerately.

Mo Zhaoyuan sat down on the high-backed chair in front of the desk, took out a piece of expensive parchment from the drawer, picked up a quill pen, dipped the ink in the bottle, and began to reply.

Mo Zhaoyuan's reply letter was very brief, expressing the central meaning of "I will go", and also using rhetoric as gorgeous as a sea of ​​flowers in May, and finally signed "a. (that is, Antonio Webb Lun)" name.

"Edward—" he raised his voice and called the butler.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Following the earl's call, the housekeeper, Mr. Edward, quickly appeared in the study.

Mo Zhaoyuan handed the written reply letter to Edward: "Mr. Edward, I am in trouble."

"Your Excellency is too polite." Edward took the reply and bowed again, "Is there any request, Your Excellency?"

"If Harrison comes today, let him come to me directly in the study!" Mo Zhaoyuan said.

"Okay, Your Excellency." After Edward agreed, he bowed again and left the study.

Mo Zhaoyuan stood up from the high-back chair, went back to the soft sofa and sat down, picked up the book, but thought in his heart whether he wanted Edward to teach him the dance of this world—if something happened at the ball If you make a fool of yourself, it would be embarrassing.

By the time Harrison came in, Mo Zhaoyuan had already fallen asleep in a daze. The boy in a small dress was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed. With his hands hanging down on his lap, he looked extremely pitiful.

Harrison looked like an idiot - today's little Anton is as cute as ever!

"Hmm..." Feeling the scorching gaze, Mo Zhaoyuan escaped from his half-sleeping state, and saw Harrison Veblen the moment he opened his eyes, "Harrison?"

"Here!" Harrison slammed to attention and saluted, and Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing out at that pretended seriousness.

"Heh... what are you doing?" There was still a smile in the iris purple eyes, and the lines on his face were extraordinarily soft. Harrison felt the heat in his heart, and couldn't help but Live and rub the past.

"I heard from Edward that you are going to the dance in Aclando?" He sat down next to Mo Zhaoyuan. It was originally a spacious single sofa, but at this moment there were two people squeezed into it, and it seemed that there was not enough space. Thigh to thigh, Harrison was very happy.

"Well, yes." Mo Zhaoyuan stood up, his movements were very natural, and after he caught a glimpse of the undisguised regret in Harrison's eyes, he couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Are you going?"

Trust him, he's only asking out of politeness, not because of—

"Ah! Antonio, are you inviting me to go with you?" Harrison looked pleasantly surprised, his emerald eyes sparkling, "Although it would seem strange to say that two men go to the dance together, but if it is with I don't care about Little Anton's words!"

Mo Zhaoyuan: ...

There are too many slots, and I can't talk about it for a while.

First of all, I am not inviting you to the prom with me, I am not inviting you!

Besides, what the hell is that "Little Anton"!

"No, I'm not—" he tried to explain, but his voice was silenced by Harrison's rambling, which couldn't hide his joy.

"Well, I want to go to the dance with little Anton! Speaking of which, this is the first time for him, and he must dress up very handsomely!" He clasped his fingers and rubbed his hands, and the smile on his face made people feel Heartwarming, "What kind of clothes should I wear... and accessories, they must also be dazzling! Well, Anton, tell me, should we wear a couple's style?" At this point, he turned his head Looking at Mo Zhaoyuan, his eyes were shining brightly.

Mo Zhaoyuan didn't speak for a while, and the two of them suddenly fell silent. After a long time, Harrison covered his face with a wailing cry—oh, oh my!What did he just say? !Whether it's the nickname "Little Anton" that has been hidden in my heart or some "couple style" accessories, it's all good, good...

Harrison felt so stupid that he didn't dare to look at Antonio's expression at this moment—what would it be like?Dislike, despise?Just thinking of the expression on little Anton's pretty little face facing him made Harrison feel a twinge of pain in his heart.

Thinking of this, the breath around him also revealed a sad taste.

Mo Zhaoyuan stretched out his hand and stroked his dark green hair. In contrast, that hand looked extraordinarily fair. "Why don't you talk?" He asked with a chuckle, "I feel sad while talking, what's wrong?"

There was a gap between Harrison's fingers covering his face, and he secretly glanced at Mo Zhaoyuan—well, little Anton was smiling, and he didn't look angry?Well......

"Are you mad at me?" he asked sullenly.

"No." Mo Zhaoyuan laughed, "So don't act like this."

Harrison put down his hands, and a cautious smile hung on his blushed face from being bored for a long time: "Really?"

"Can you stop being so stupid?" Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't help but patted his head lightly, and Harrison didn't feel any pain at all.

So he just smiled and replied casually: "Because I care too much about little Anton!"

This blurted out sentence made Mo Zhaoyuan a little soft-hearted.

"By the way, I didn't ask you before, are you a fire mage?" Mo Zhaoyuan changed the subject a little uncomfortable.

"No, I'm from the wood department." Harrison said, "I'm an eighth-level wood magician, and my knowledge of fire spells is limited to small fireballs. You know, sometimes I go out to practice, and I don't bring oil lamps outdoors at night. When it is time, it can be used for lighting."

"Wood?" Mo Zhaoyuan raised his eyebrows, feeling a sense of familiarity in his heart.

"Yeah." Harrison nodded, "At the same time, I'm still a seventh-level swordsman. The reason why I was so embarrassed by that sub-dragon before was because I fought a ninth-level monster before, so I... ...Actually, I am very powerful!"

"Heh..." Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't help chuckling, "Okay, I believe you." His tone was extremely gentle, with a youthful clarity, which made Harrison's ears feel hot.

Little Anton is really foul!

He cried out silently in his heart.

Always like this!I don't know if your voice is dead!

Eh?By the way, why did he use "always"?