On the History of the Pope's Death

"Lucia is beautiful." The voice had already reached Lucia's ears before the person came to him.

Looking at the reputation, it really was that guy Alves, his big white teeth almost blinded his eyes.Lucia had nothing to do with an enthusiastic person like Alves, so he could only abruptly turn his steps towards the front, and said in a rather helpless tone, "Alves."

Alves walked up to Lucia in two or three steps, and greeted with a smile: "Dear Lucia, we are really destined, you see, we can meet at any banquet." Makes sense, and nodded.

There is a fate, but the cliff is an evil fate. "I remember that the countess seems to be your mother's sister." Lucia replied with a smile, implying that your presence at this banquet is not a coincidence at all.

To Lucia's surprise, hearing his sarcasm, instead of getting angry or secretly annoyed, Alves smiled brighter, and even the corners of his eyes curled up happily.Lucia secretly suspected that Alves had a tendency to be masochistic, otherwise why would he always like to get close to him even though he knew he didn't like him, and would only smile happily when he was hit by him.

Of course Alves was happy, but Lucia didn't realize it. Every time he faced himself, he no longer looked noble, elegant and gentle in front of others, and became extraordinarily cute.This kind of differential treatment, every time he just thinks about it, makes Alves curl his lips unconsciously.

Lucia looked at the man standing there smiling brightly, and took a step back quietly, trying to distance himself from him.

Noticing Lucia's small movements, Alves felt like drinking a cup of warm tea on a winter day, and felt extremely comfortable.Knowing that if he continued to laugh, Lucia would have really distanced himself from him at the banquet. Alves tried hard to restrain his smile, and changed the subject solemnly, "I'll take you to see Earl Kunel."

Before Lucia could speak, she took his right hand and walked towards Earl Kunel. Although the other hand in her hand was not as small and soft as a woman's, it was slender and delicate, with excellent tactility, and The temperature that belongs to that person alone.

Although Alves was rumored to be unrestrained, in fact he had a rather indifferent temperament, and he had never touched those women sent by others.Just holding hands with Lucia now, he felt a little nervous, and his palms were slightly sweaty.From one end of the hall to the other, he'd never wished so much for it to go slower, slower.

No matter how reluctant they were, they soon arrived in front of Earl Kunel.

Lucia felt uncomfortable when Alves held his hand, but it was hard to shake it off. Now that he was at the place, he quickly pulled out his hand.

When the nobles around Kunil saw Prince Alves coming with the holy son of the Holy See, they all stepped aside.

"Your Highness, Seventh Prince." Kunel quickly stepped forward when Alves and Lucia came over, and bowed to Alves.

Facing Earl Kunel, Alves just nodded emphatically, then turned his body and introduced: "This is my best friend, Son of Lucia Brenda from the Holy See."

Although Lucia is the holy son of the Holy See, since Lucia has been living in the holy city, the outside world has not heard much about him as the holy son.

From a commoner to a noble earl, he even married the daughter of the Duke of Marty. It can be seen that Kunel is not a simple person, and his instinct is to look at people's faces.

At this time, seeing the importance that Alves showed for Lucia, he turned to face Lucia with a respectful look, bowed slightly and saluted, and praised: "I have heard that Lord Son He is handsome and extraordinary, and he really lives up to his reputation when he saw him today."

The word "handsome" is definitely praised in Lucia's heart. Although others think he looks good-looking, he himself thinks that this look is really too girly, worse than his previous life, so he doesn't like it the most. Others said that he was beautiful, beautiful, good-looking and so on.

At that moment, Lucia felt that Earl Quinil looked much more pleasing to the eye. "After coming to Sebir, I also heard a lot about Earl Quinil's deeds. I heard that the Earl once led his mercenary group to destroy a group of fifth-level blood moon demon wolves when he was young." When he decided to attend this banquet, Lucia learned a little about Kunel's life.

Hearing Lucia's sincere tone of admiration, although Earl Kunel didn't show it on the face, he was actually a little proud in his heart, but he waved his hands repeatedly at Lucia, "It's all good luck, good luck."

Alves watched the scene where the two had a happy conversation, and didn't interrupt. He just smiled and stood beside Lucia, staring intently at Lucia's more delicate and beautiful side face under the light.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Count Kunil led Lucia and Alves to meet with many nobles.

Knowing a lot of nobles from Sigal, especially those young men and women who are also studying in Kleist, half of the purpose of Lucia's coming to the banquet has been achieved. Lucia couldn't help but look forward to the gentle woman who came with her, and looked there from time to time.

Following Lucia's frequently drifting gaze, Alves also saw the person coming.Different from Lucia's excitement and expectation, Alves only raised his eyebrows lightly. He had some disdain for this half-sister.Although she has a good appearance and is used to making people happy, her inner ambition is no less than anyone else's. Among all the princesses, she is the only one with the greatest reputation, and she often researches delicious food to win people's hearts.She has also done a lot of work on the surface for other unfavored princes and princesses. When others are blind and cannot see the hypocrisy in her eyes, she will take the initiative to approach some favored princesses, but when she turns her face, she looks like someone else. The way she bullied her, the way she kept crying, and hesitant to speak, always tricked her father into punishing those princesses for her.

Alves is the most impatient for such a duplicity person who only plays petty tricks.

At this time, the lady brought people over.Earl Kunel saw the person coming, with a gentle look in his eyes, he took two steps forward, and first saluted Greta respectfully, and waited for Greta to nod his head, then straightened up and pulled aside The lady held her hand, and said in a worried and caring tone: "You are not in good health, why did you come out?"

"My body is fine, don't worry." The lady's delicate pale face was only brightened by happiness.

Letting go of her husband's hand, the lady gracefully bowed to Alves and said softly, "Your Highness, the Seventh Prince."

Alves caught a glimpse of Greta's staring eyes on Lucia, feeling anxious in his heart, he responded perfunctorily, and introduced with extreme reluctance, "This is Lucia Brenda, Holy Son of the Holy See."

Turning his head towards Lucia, his tone became much gentler in an instant, "Lucia, this is Lisa Marty, the wife of Count Kunel." Although Greta was already standing in front of the two of them, Alves He didn't say anything about introducing her.

"Good evening, madam." Lucia nodded to Mrs. Lisa with a gentle voice.

As the daughter of Duke Marty's family, Lisa is naturally more informed than just the husband of the earl. She knows that the handsome son in front of her has a high reputation in the Holy See, and her rumored strength is also very good. Now she is pale and delicate. With a comfortable smile on his face, he bowed his knees and saluted, "Son of Lucia."

After greeting Mrs. Lisa, Lucia shifted her eyes to Greta, and then to Alves, hoping that he could introduce her. After all, she was his sister, but the latter was calm with him. They looked at each other, and even blinked mischievously, but didn't speak.

The two people here are still playing the scene of looking at each other affectionately, but Greta, who is the person involved, can't help it.She took half a step forward, stood in front of Lucia, raised what she thought was the most gentle and beautiful smile, slightly bowed her knees and bowed her head in a beautiful noble salute, and said in a gentle and pleasant voice: "Son of Lucia, good evening, I It is Greta Ori, the ninth princess of the Sigal Empire."

She thought that she saluted with graceful posture and a perfect angle, allowing Lucia to see her slightly lowered head, and showing off her proud figure by the way, but she didn't know how weird her eyes were when she saluted.There is no other reason. The princess of a country actually bowed to the holy son of the Holy See. It is reasonable to say that her status is comparable to that of Lucia. All it takes is one click, and what she does is tantamount to saying that the holy son of the Holy See is more noble than the princess of the empire, and the faces of the Sigal nobles present are a little ugly.

Lucia couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. How could this princess be different from what she imagined? She was noble, generous, gentle and kind. The one in front of her looked like the legendary little white flower, so why was it swollen?

A little stiffly bowed back, Lucy forced a smile, "Ninth Princess, good evening." As great as the expectation, the disappointment is as great. It turns out that the contents of the book cannot be completely believed. Lucy is now mentioning I can't afford to hook up with this girl.

But if he doesn't hook up with others, it doesn't mean that others won't hook up with him.

The legendary noble Princess Greta didn't understand the reluctance on Lucia's face at all. Instead, she chatted with Lucia enthusiastically, covering her mouth from time to time with a coquettish [false] smile, and kept using her words to be ashamed, Looking at Lucia with sparkling eyes, Lucia felt uncomfortable, goosebumps arose.

If Lucia still had fantasies about the girl before, then after this conversation, he can't wait to stay away from the girl now, and hide as far away as possible.