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"What?!"

Many people were shocked

"Hahaha." The duke suddenly laughed. "Vera, now a Future Marquis and a half-elf prince both want to marry you. Tell me, who do you want to marry?"

Vera's cheeks flushed red. She shook her head and said, "Father, I don't want to marry anyone yet."

The duke, however, shook his head and insisted, "Don't say such childish things. You'll have to marry sooner or later. What? Are neither of them to your liking?"

Vera looked troubled. Her hands twisted nervously together as she struggled to find an answer.

The queen, Midella, suddenly smiled and suggested, "Vera, if you're feeling torn, why not let them decide through the oldest, most traditional method—a duel?"

At these words, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly grew lively.

Two nobles dueling for the right to marry a beautiful maiden—could anything be more exciting?

The northern nobles who had been eyeing Vera, hoping for their own chance, quietly withdrew from the competition.

After all, the two suitors standing forward now held status and positions far too high to contend with.

Among the northern nobles present, there really wasn't anyone with a matching pedigree, age, and appearance who could step up as a rival.

This wasn't surprising.

The northern aristocratic circle had just gone through a major purge.

In the past, perhaps there were a few who could stand forward at such a moment, but they had either been beheaded or stripped of their titles by the duke.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

For the moment, the northern nobility was facing a generational gap.

Still, if these two "outsiders" were to claim the most delicate and noble flower of the North, it would surely be seen as a humiliation for the region.

Luis took a deep breath watching all these unfold, this was truly interesting. As he was watching a shocking thing happened.

"Bang!"

An unexpected event occurred.

Jupiter Jr suddenly collapsed, his face pale and his body convulsing violently!

Screams echoed through the hall as chaos erupted.

The banquet descended into utter disarray.

Luis frowned as he watched the scene unfold.

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"Your Excellency, I am sorry. Jupiter Jr... is no more..."

As soon as the mage said this, the atmosphere in the entire venue immediately dropped to freezing point.

For a moment, everyone couldn't even believe it.

Did Jupiter Jr die just like that?

The first heir to the Marquis, died just like that?

He died at a banquet in Lion's Roar castle!

This is too absurd!

However, reality is often so absurd.

The nobles opened their eyes wide, covered their mouths, and dared not even utter a sound of exclamation of fear, for fear of upsetting Duke Dressrosa.

At this moment, the Duke was staring at the crystal magic chandelier on the ceiling in a daze, as if the person who had just been declared dead by the mage was not a heir of Marquis, but an unrelated passerby.

Time passed in oppressive silence.

Finally, a voice broke through the suffocating stillness.

"Mage, how did Jupiter Jr die?"

It was the Empress Midella who spoke.

"Your Majesty, I cannot confirm the cause of death at this moment. A thorough autopsy is required. However, based on my experience, I suspect poisoning."

The Empress immediately turned to her knights and issued an order.

"Arrest all the servants involved in preparing tonight's feast and interrogate them one by one!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

A flurry of commotion followed as all the servants present, including the Dressrosa family's elderly steward, were detained.

The nobles could already foresee the storm brewing.

Whoever was responsible, the Duke would not let this go unpunished.

Luis glanced at the Jupiter Jr lifeless body, his face twisted in agony with blood seeping from all seven orifices. Then, his gaze shifted to the Asmon, who stood impassive.

His heart grew heavy.

Yes, Luis first suspicion landed squarely on Asmon.

This kid has many connection, first acted as a spy for Dark Elves, now he seems to have connection with Half-Elf Prince too.

There is much more hidden.

As Luis pondered the mystery, the Duke finally spoke.

His voice, hoarse and low, carried an unnerving calmness. Yet beneath it, everyone could sense a barely suppressed fury.

"Prince Tupe, tell me, will you cherish her?"

Prince Tupe was momentarily stunned, he stepped forward, his face flushed with emotion.

"Your Grace, I swear on my life, I will never wrong Vera. Should I ever fail her, may I be condemned to eternal torment in the afterlife!"

"Father, I..." Vera began, only to falter.

She never imagined her father would so suddenly arrange her marriage to a foreign prince.

A stranger, no less.

As she tried to pull her hand away, her eyes met her father's.

In them, she saw something she'd never seen before: exhaustion, disappointment, rage... and even fear.

In that moment, Vera realized that the once-invincible Duke of the North, her father, was no longer the man she thought he was.

A memory surfaced of a time ten years ago when he had sent her to study in Arcane City.

Back then, she'd tried to resist.

Her father had made her kneel before the statues of the family's ancestor knights for an entire day and night before telling her:

"You are a Dressrosa. While you bask in the glory of this name, never forget the burdens it entails."

Now, in a similar moment, Vera found herself unable to voice her refusal.

Helpless, she let her father lead her toward Prince Tupe.

"You will go towards the Half Elf City escorted by the Knights."

"Those nobles who wants to escort her, sign up"

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Autumn is the most beautiful time of the year in the Red Maple Forest.

This maple forest, which is only a few dozen kilometers away from the half-elf capital, Silver moon City, has now turned into a sea of ​​red.

At a glance, the whole mountain and plain were filled with burning flames, as if they were about to burn the entire world.

In the maple forest, a team composed of half-elves and humans was moving slowly forward.

This is naturally the wedding delegation that the protagonist is a member of.

They have already penetrated deep into the Half-Elf Kingdom and are expected to reach Silvermoon City tomorrow.

As they walked along the way, the scenery became more and more beautiful, but Vera's mood became more and more depressed.

The female mage had been keeping herself in the carriage and not seeing anyone.

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Asmon tried to ask for a meeting several times, but was turned away.

Even Vera's fiancé, Prince Tupe, received the same treatment.

At this moment, he was standing in front of Vera's carriage, bowing and greeting:

"Miss Vera, it's getting late. We probably won't be able to reach Silver moon City today. Ahead is the Red Maple Manor, which is our Mediwen family's property. Why don't you rest there for a night?"

There was no movement in the carriage, not even the curtains were opened.

After a long time, a "OK" was heard.

Be decisive and concise, and use words sparingly.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Prince Tupe's face, but quickly disappeared.

The half-elf prince, who liked to maintain his grace and elegance, bowed toward the carriage where Vera was, then turned and left.

The team continued to move forward and finally arrived at Red Maple Manor before sunset.

As one of the oldest manors in the Half-Elf Kingdom, Red Maple Manor has a history of more than 800 years.

The entire manor is located in the red maple forest and covers an area of ​​approximately 700 acres.

The surrounding walls were built of solid limestone, covered with vines. The buildings in the manor were solemn and exquisite, combining the characteristics of human and elf architecture, but after years of washing, they inevitably looked a little old.

Of course, this is not a disadvantage in the eyes of nobles who value history and heritage.

Red Maple Manor had apparently learned of the impending arrival of the wedding delegation, and was now welcoming Vera and her entourage with the most grand ceremony.

Luis and his group followed the team into the manor, looking around curiously along the way.

It has to be said that the half-elves have indeed inherited the elves' unremitting pursuit of beautiful things.

The entire manor was decorated exquisitely, elegantly and beautifully. Even Vera, who had been hiding in the carriage for so many days, couldn't help but secretly lift a corner of the curtain and look out.

Luis stared at the lush green lawn, and was very curious about how these half-elves kept the grass green even in late autumn.

"Miss Vera, Prince Tupe, dinner is ready, please follow me."

Led by the butler, everyone came to the restaurant.

The atmosphere of the entire dinner was depressing because Vera was in a bad mood.

Even though Prince Tupe tried his best to liven up the atmosphere, it was of no avail.

After this awkward dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

Luis wandered around the manor alone under the pretext of sightseeing.

After eating and drinking, Luis finally returned to his room.

He had just finished washing up and was about to rest when he heard someone knocking on the door.

(I am a little sick, I will refine this chapter later)