But Robin didn't have time to think about those things, and a figure came to him from the crowd.

Everyone's eyes immediately gathered.

Finally this time—

Carista left the stage to Robin in the hope that he could get to know and familiar with the upper class people in the kingdom to facilitate future development.

At the same time, for the senior officials of these kingdoms, it is not uncommon to establish a good relationship with the future envoys as soon as possible.

Robin took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile at the person who came over.

Duke Shalom from Xiyantang was wearing a single-crystal clip-on glasses with his right eye, and his reddish brown hair was neatly placed behind his head. He was wearing a red dress, looking noble and elegant.

She held a high-legged silver wine glass in her right hand, and wore the magical artifact coveted by countless mages [Elf Words] on her thumb. Everyone looked at them intentionally or unintentionally.

This is also the moment they are waiting for, and no one dares to rush to chat with the Grand Duke.

Before Shalom took the initiative, others were speculating on which grand duke he should be.

He is the oldest Duke Gwen, or the most influential Duke of Oga.

But when everyone saw that it was Shalom, they felt relieved.

There is no more suitable [first] candidate than Duke Shalom.

Duke Gwen is already old, and there are even rumors that she has Alzheimer's disease. Duke Oga always gives people a cold image and is not suitable for warm-ups.

Perhaps Aojia himself may not be willing to do this.

Duke Matida is too young, and Duke Aiden, who is closest to the Selected Lord, obviously has a bad tradition. The outside world always feels that this duke doesn't look like a competent grand duke.

Shalom is calm and friendly, and at the same time elegant and polite, and knows how to take a proper position.

There is indeed no one who is more suitable than her.

People are very consciously leaving space for two people.

Rowling also walked away a little under the protection of Little Alsey.

Everyone's eyes still fell on Shalom and Robin intentionally or unintentionally, watching the two people's every move.

"His Excellency Shalom." Robin bowed slightly to the visitor.

"Mr. Robin."

The other party smiled politely.

She picked up a sliced ​​slice of wheat bun from the dining table next to her, then dipped it in some butter and took a light bite.

"Well~ It's quite delicious. As expected, the food in the temple is different."

Robin nodded and smiled.

At least during the period when Carista was not present, he was the master of the temple. If a guest praised the owner's food for its delicious food, he should respond politely.

"I heard that you were very knowledgeable about cooking before?" Grand Duke Shalom looked at him curiously.

Robin was slightly stunned and immediately reacted.

Grand Duke Shalom is talking about his forged experience—

He and his sister Rowling grew up in Bingfengtang. Their mother died young and left only a bakery for them.

So in order to support the family, Robin had to take on the burden of making bread and pastries to support the two since he was a child.

"It can't be considered cooking..." Robin smiled awkwardly, "We just make a few breads that can barely fill our stomachs, but in fact they are not very delicious. The neighbors think that our brother and sister are pitiful, so they come to visit them from time to time."

"It's already rare." Shalom praised seriously, "You know..."

She wanted to speak but stopped, looking out of the temple with her eyes.

Before, Jima was standing in that position to protect the king's safety.

"My children don't care about their families so much." She seemed to realize that she had just been a little rude, so she quickly added, "Sorry, I shouldn't compare you with my children, Lord Robin."

"It's okay." Robin shook his head.

"Maybe it's because I am not qualified as a mother. I have asked too much for them, but in the end no one listened to me." Shalom frowned regretfully and smiled bitterly, "Maybe this is the inheritance of the Aidington family. You must know that I was also a not very obedient child back then."

"No," Robin shook his head, "I think Duke Shalom is a good grand duke and a good mother, but it may be in the wrong way. Maybe sometimes they should be allowed to fly."

"Let them fly?" Shalom's eyes stagnated for two seconds.

She stared at Robin in a daze, her eyes a little complicated.

Robin smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

According to his previous experience, family conflicts are basically caused by incomprehension.

"Thank you, Lord Robin."

Shalom touched the silver wine glass gently on the edge of Robin's cup.

Make a crisp sound.

She raised her neck and drank the wine in her glass in one go.

Robin stared at the mellow and colorless liquid in the cup, then took a big sip as he imitated Shalom.

As the liquid crawled down from the throat, it seemed as if a ball of fire was burning in the chest.

But this time I felt much better than at Frost Fortress.

I don't know if it's because of the quality.

After the hot feeling subsided, a faint sweetness spread under Robin's tongue.

He held up his wine glass and silently looked at the liquid inside.

No wonder everyone wants to squeeze into the upper class, whether it is eating or drinking, it is completely different.

"Mr. Robin, your Nommel language is much better than Itnell." Shalom reprimanded his words.

"Thank you for your compliments, I'm practicing recently." Robin clenched his hand into a fist and put it beside his mouth and coughed, "I'm practicing Normel's common language."

"You are really talented," Shalom looked at Robin in surprise, "because your Normel word is so good."

“…”

Robin couldn't tell her that it was because I had just learned Yitnell?

However, it is already a miracle that he can communicate to this level in Yitnell.

He glanced at Rowling beside him.

In comparison, this sister is simply a language genius.

Her Ittenel language is like a native.

It was at this moment that Grand Duke Shalom approached Robin and lowered his voice.

"If possible, I would like to ask you to go outside and talk about some private matters."

"Private things..."

Robin was slightly stunned.

He saw his own sister who was frowning at him, and couldn't help but hold his forehead.

This guy's ears are so smart.

"This matter is about the future of the kingdom, and also about your own future." Shalom solemnly emphasized, "So please be sure to come."

After she finished speaking, she gently lowered the wine glass.

"I'll wait for you outside the hall."

After Shalom finished speaking, he walked out of the temple.

...

Robin frowned and felt a little uneasy.

This scene seems familiar.

The last time was Jiexi's invitation at Frost Fortress.

He raised his head and looked at the blonde guard not far away.
Chapter completed!