een Lance and Frey was too stark, to the extent that even Lance's courage in boldly challenging her fairness seemed exceptionally dazzling.This is the embodiment of the fighting spirit.Then Lance walk...Chapter 315 Good news is that Lancy remembered Huberrian's words.

"My daughter is already betrothed, and I do not want her to leave Cranton before fulfilling her betrothal. "

Sir Levin Coston frowned and replied.

A few figures stood at the entrance to the reception hall, chatting without any intention of lingering there.

Lord Levenston was just about to bid farewell to the visitors from Bonn.

"An engagement can also be broken off, you know."

Lord Blackborne seemed not to notice or perhaps did not care about Lord Levenston's evasions,

"Forget it. If you don't believe in Professor Magech's educational level and think he can't help Lily, I won't say much more. Many noble families from other city-states are lining up to see Professor Magech, but I've given you face, too bad you don't appreciate it."

Sir Black Thorne sighed.

"That's not what I meant. I respect the educators at Protoss Royal Magic Academy very much."

Lord Levenhurst restrained his impatience and irritation, glancing at Professor March, said.

During this tumultuous period of the Empire, the Snowfield Province was isolated from its neighboring northern provinces and the Box Mountain Province, becoming an independent entity.

Now not only communication and transportation are issues, but there is also the threat of the phantom party.

If several city-states united to ostracize one city-state, it would be a dire situation, potentially making that city-state the target of a ghost party's assault. If they were unable to seek aid from other provinces or nearby city-states, annihilation would not be out of the question.

And it was obvious that many nobles in the other city-states were doing their best to curry favor with this Professor Mech, hoping for preferential treatment at the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic in the future.

Baron Von Boren, who was once close friends with Match, is now apparently becoming a dominant figure among many aristocrats.

Although Lord Levenston had his doubts about Professor Mach's theories, he dared not speculate.

Or perhaps, by now, the Baron von Bhmen has achieved a position of influence supported by many nobles, rendering the truth or falsehood of his claim irrelevant.

This can be said to be a stratagem, who dares to question Baron von Bonn standing at a high position, Bonn will concentrate other forces at the fastest speed to eliminate that person.

"Lily, don't worry, Professor Mach is my teacher now, he won't give you any trouble."

Behind Sir Blake Bourne stood a handsome, tall young man—the aforementioned Lord Dean Bourne—who offered Lilias comfort.

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Lily remained silent, her expression as cold and unreadable as ever. She simply waited.

"Lily, is there anything you'd like to say"

Lord Levenston turned to look at his daughter, and asked.

He always felt that his daughter was like waiting for someone, but it was hard to guess what she was thinking.

"I will not marry someone weaker than me."

She said in a flat tone.

At that moment, Sir Dean Bourne, standing beside her, broke into a smile and cast a half-knowing glance at Xia who sat on the sofa in the distance.

"Under Professor Mach's guidance, I might actually be stronger than Miss Lilies now"

Sir Dean Bourne bowed elegantly to Miss Lilyss.

He wanted to challenge her, hoping to win the position of her fiance by defeating her.

This allowed Xia to finally stand up. He wanted to say something, but he didn't want to embarrass Lord Levin Quinston so he held back.

Although Xia Ya was a Southern nobleman, he had already heard that young Master Dean Bourne had a bad reputation. He was a typical playboy, and there were rumors that he had mistreated many commoner girls, but his powerful father settled them all.

Xia wouldn't judge someone based on hearsay; he would only form his opinion through his own perceptions and what he saw with his eyes. Dean Boone's gaze towards Lilis, though pretending to be deep affection, actually betrayed a greedy glint the moment he noticed Sid.

Xia had noticed all of this keenly.

"Oh Xia Ya Candies, is there something you want to say"

Sir Black Bourne once again cast his malevolent gaze upon Chara.

He lightly tapped his wrist, smiled and sized the young man up for a moment before speaking again,

"Why don't we let my son Dean show this descendant of the Candy family what he's made of After all, Lily said she doesn't want to marry a weakling, and you should respect your daughter's wishes too, shouldn't you"

He didn't really care how his son would treat her after Lily, he only made it clear that at least he shouldn't go out and cause trouble before she gave birth.

Black understands that Levin probably won't remarry. As long as he has Lily, it's not just a marriage of convenience; the Cinston family will eventually be theirs.

"Three on two, I'm afraid that wouldn't be very fair. I think we should at least put some restrictions on both sides."

Lord Levenston pondered.

"Weakness is the problem of the weak, why would anyone need to give way to them"

Professor Mech spoke coldly.

It was as if they were stating the unchanging traditions of their Protoss Royal Academy, unquestionable and irrefutable.

Sir Levin Czernyshev's face instantly froze.

"Indeed... matters concerning Miss Lilias' happiness should be settled with clarity, and the strength of the Candyse family is said to always be at its peak when exerted without reservation. If Mr. Xylos truly possesses the legendary power of the Candyse family's hereditary heads, allowing him to act with complete abandon, then even in defeat, I would accept it gracefully."

Sir Dean, the gentleman, also smiled calmly and played peacemaker on the side.

"...I'm afraid..."

"That's it, then. The loser is never to see me again."

Before Lord Levenston could again protest, Lilyse spoke up.

No problem.

Dean smiled and readily agreed. Sir Blackthorn, in turn, beamed with satisfaction, his gaze settling on Shay, who sat helplessly on the sofa, unable to join their conversation.

He remained silent, his head bowed slightly, like a young lion drenched by the rain at the edge of a lake, lost, powerless, unable to see his own reflection.

Actually, whether or not Xia Ya agrees, this matter has already been decided.

It's just a choice between actively giving up and losing badly.

"Xia Ya traveled a long way, he must be very tired. It wouldn't be fair to him now, at least wait three days."

Lord Levenston sighed wearily, casting a look of deep remorse upon Xia.

It can only be said that it is a matter of time and fate. Under the current situation in the Protoss Empire, some relationships will inevitably be crushed by the wheel of fate.

If it comes to that, I'll just have to give Char some money and send him back south. At least that way he won't get into any trouble.

"Very well, I will invite more provincial nobles to witness it at that time. Levin, don't back out then."

Thus, the few who were about to leave, once again accompanied by polite words and footsteps, walked out of the guest hall.

Lily looked at Charon one last time, her lips moving slightly, then without a word, she turned and walked away.

No one knew what she meant by that look, nor what she had whispered to Xia.

Only Xia Ya remained standing there, looking dazed.

A glance back in fine attire, a glimpse of something unforgettable, this is the feeling of love between young men and women.

West Germany leaned against the sofa, sipping a tart fruit tea from the Snowy Region, and looked at Ranch on the other side.

"Well."

Lance merely crossed his arms, a slight frown creasing his brow as he nodded thoughtfully.

The cat boss, seeing Lance's state, finally let out a big sigh of relief.

Actually, Huberlian had repeatedly told Lance on the road that they should absolutely not interfere in other people's love affairs.

Most of the time he just has to be a spectator, watching quietly.

Even if you feel strongly that you can't just stand by and do nothing, it's important to seek advice from those around you first.

He is often perhaps right, but he is not necessarily correct.

So recalling Hughberley's words, Lance was now in quite a predicament.

(The End)

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