Chapter 10 Uneatable Grapes

Acardo asked the waiter for leave and hurriedly left the ball, which was nothing worth remembering for him.

The reception continued, and the pope and archbishops continued to talk about the border between the south and the Eternal Night Empire, where the war continued, worrying several powerful people. Sloc took a leave and sent his grandson away.

When they learned that the dance was a bishop's grandson, the grand duke and marquis also broke their plan to buy the dancer home and continued to talk about wine, dresses, and women.

"Enough, you rubbish, I'll tell you John. Many people have seen what you provoked Acado there just now. Usually, you rely on me to bully men and women outside. At most, everyone says that you are ignorant and stubborn. If you are more serious, you are a dholy. Now you have openly made a creation day. At the dance, do you know what this means in the eyes of the Pope? It means that you don't know how to advance or retreat! You idiot!" Sloc scolded his grandson all the way, and he couldn't help but blame Arcado. In Sloc's heart, even if his grandson bullied people, the victim's resistance was even more unforgivable.

"Grandpa, I wanted to make a fool of that guy, but who thought that the hillbilly didn't know where he learned those strange dances..." John felt a little wronged, and it was not his intention to mess up.

"Enough, if you dare to explain these to the Pope, I will let you go back." Sloc increasingly felt that the grandson had let him down and reprimanded him loudly.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa." John bowed his head and apologized in a low voice.

This apology made Slok feel a little better. After thinking about it for a moment, he looked up and said to his grandson, "Don't go to Arcado these days, let alone revenge. This is an order. Since he dares to make me lose face, I will deal with this matter, so don't paint snakes and feet. Don't let People doubt us. Grandpa will let Arcado deeply realize that there are still many people in the world that he can't afford to provoke. After saying that, his face was full of grimness.

"Thank you, grandpa, grandpa, you have to avenge your grandson." John is also in a good mood at this moment. Grandpa's action is not a small fight. If it's not good, Arcado will have to spend the rest of his life in the coffin in advance. This is good news, hum.

"Okay, you go back first." Sloc turned back to the ball hall, and John, who was in a good mood, got into the carriage and went straight to the famous brothel in the holy city of Caen.

Acardo is walking leisurely to his home

"Oh, my God, the dance just now was really beautiful. Which family is that boy from?" Although the elderly nobles and powerful ministers have a limited interest in dance, this does not affect the enthusiastic discussion among young people at all.

"You are a nymphomaniac." Another girl hit her aside: "That boy is the great-grandson of Bishop Lan Peiqi's family, the one nicknamed the fool."

"Is he a fool? No way, have you ever seen a fool dance such a beautiful dance? Someone said unconvincedly.

"Yes, yes. You don't know his enthusiastic performance just now. If the dancer is me, I will definitely spend the night with him. A bold noble lady said intoxicated.

"Forget it, you have to spend the night with people almost every night." Princess Alice hit her mercilessly and then said, "Anne, he seems to be your fiance. Why didn't you introduce him?"

"How can I introduce a man who shows his love for a witch in front of so many people?" Annie said sourly, "He is my fiance, but I haven't married him yet. Let the fool wait."

"Well said." A voice sounded from behind everyone. Alice took the man's arm and smiled sweetly, "Arnold, are you done?"

"Ye, the entertainment is finally over." Arnold said lazily, "Annie, you're right. A fool who shows his love to a witch should not be respected by everyone." Arnold is now extremely disgusted with Arcado, because Arcado has overshadowed his limelight for a while. Arnold is the center and the focus everywhere. Now, at least just now, everyone is talking about Arcado, and he wants to give his father face and applaud for this bastard Arcado. This made His Royal Highness very angry, so he helped Anne count Arcado.

Since His Royal Highness has set the tone of the conversation, these flattering nobles naturally know how to speak. So, the conversation that was full of praise just now is full of sarcasm and ridicule.

"Your Highness, you don't know that the boy danced just now, which was used by rural people to entertain themselves. It's very rustic. Maybe no one has seen it. He applauded for a fresh look." A charming woman took the lead and said.

"Your Highness doesn't want to be like that kind of fool. If Your Highness has also learned the dance, he will naturally dance 10,000 times better than that boy." Arcado's eldest brother, the eldest grandson of Bishop Lan Peiqi, also flattered.

"Big brother is right. That boy is an unpopular alien at home, so he hangs with that witch all day!" Arcado's second brother also said angrily at this moment.

"You two are good. I appreciate your attitude. How could there be such an alien in your Lan Peiqi's family?" Arnold said this in doubt and half-statement and left with Alice.

The Lan Peiqi brothers looked at each other proudly and could see from their eyes that they were favored by His Royal Highness, as well as the gloating of Arcado.

Anne didn't speak again. For the first time in her heart, she didn't hate Akado. She was just jealous. So many people sneered at her fiance, which made her very awkward. Although she didn't want this fiance, others can't slander her at will. She is very controlling. Strong woman, she knows it herself.

Everyone quickly forgot this small solo dance episode and continued to seduce each other. Oh, it was a ceremony of attracting each other. What the rotten life brought to the aristocratic circle was shameless transactions and shameless hypocrisy. Today, on this rotten night, countless wives seduced other people's husbands, and countless Husbands hugged other people's wives, these masked people. They don't care how many people starve to death from the empire's taxes, and how many people's blood spilled on the battlefield. The only topic they are interested in is who seduced whose husband and who climbed into whose wife's bed tonight.

The Genesis Ball lasted until the end of the night as usual. This is not a few opportunities in a year to spend the night outside without hesitation. Men and women are drunk and help each other to leave the Corse Palace and run to hotels, hotels, and their own privacy. Real estate.

The night wind, such cold and such ice, made Arcado unconsciously tighten his collar and continue to wander towards home.

Looking up at the starry sky, the rotten imperial capital, when will you perish?