The soldiers returned in triumph, and to show his respect the king personally crowned Duke Olmisger with a golden laurel wreath, followed by a grand parade.

The veterans will hold spears studded with olives and laurel, and people along the way will throw flower petals at the soldiers and cheer loudly, and the veterans will respond by singing victory songs.

Cheers and singing echoed throughout the royal city, and the scene was filled with joy everywhere.

After the parade, the evening party began.

Tia followed Joel as they strolled through the palace corridors. The magnificent chandeliers, dazzling paintings, and gorgeous tapestries all seemed to demonstrate the nobility of the royal family.

As you walk into the hall, the first thing you see is a dining table covered with a silk tablecloth, on which are placed exquisite tableware and porcelain. There are elves flying in the air with wings flapping, carrying wine jugs, and of course the most eye-catching thing are the beauties of all colors.

"Welcome to the King!"

"Greetings to His Majesty the King."

The king wore a golden crown, a red and black robe embroidered with a lot of gold threads, and a white fur cape that dragged on the outside. He held a golden scepter decorated with red gems in his hand. A faint smile hung on his solemn face as he walked step by step to the center of the hall.

“Today is the day to welcome the triumphant return of Duke Olmigos. We gather here to celebrate this wonderful moment together.

cheers! "

Everyone raised their glasses to celebrate, and Tia's eyes fell on the father she had never met.

Since the parade was over, the Duke had removed his golden laurel wreath, battle robe, and weapons and changed into his banquet attire. His short, dark brown hair made him look neat and tidy, and his sharp, clear brown eyes were filled with joy. He raised his glass high and proudly accepted everyone's praise.

After the drinks and opening remarks, everyone started to have free time.

Joel also brought Tia to Duke Olmisger, "Father."

Duke Olmisger couldn't help but smile as he looked at his son and daughter, "They've grown so big."

Rexheep looked at Tia and had to say that his impression of this adopted daughter was very vague. He only got to know her a little better through his son's recent letters.

At this time, the music from the banquet was flowing, and many people had already started looking for their dance partners.

"Hello, Duke Olmigos." Syrio had been looking for Tia for a long time but couldn't find her.

But he soon thought of Duke Olmigos, and after the drinking was over, he followed Duke Olmigos and saw Tia.

Rexheep was still wondering which family this child came from when he felt the Pope's gaze from afar. It turned out that this was the candidate for Pope.

"What's matter?"

"Tia, may I invite you to dance the first dance?" Syrio said as he bowed and extended his hand.

"Tia, can you dance with me?"

"Tia."

Tia felt like the whole world was calling her name. Looking at Syrio, Zoltan and Jurgen in front of her, she always felt that something was wrong.

Not to mention that along with these three people came the gazes of the Senate's Grand Elder, the Pope, and all kinds of onlookers.

No, isn't she a good dancer?

The three hands in front of her were held extremely steadily, with no sign of retracting at all. Tia really wanted to perform a fall on the ground on the spot.

"Tia, you promised me yesterday..." Syrio was the first to break the peace of the three people, and his eyes were full of grievance when he looked at Tia.

Tia admitted that she was a soft-hearted person and did not respond to harshness. For a moment, she didn't know where she got the courage from, but she put her hand on Silio's.

"Tia, can you dance the second dance with me?" Zoltan firmly believed that his relationship with Tia was not bad, he just came a step late.

Under the gazes of many people, Tia gritted her teeth and did not answer.

Once you see me dance my first dance, you won't want to ask me to dance again.

As the music continued, those who wanted to dance joined the dance floor, but the eyes of the Pope, the Senate, and the King remained on Tia.

Knowing clearly that she is not good at a certain field, but still being forced to show it and being watched by the big guys, Tia just wants to bury her previous soft-hearted self.

Under everyone's inquiring gaze, Tia began to doubt her dance steps, which she was not very good at to begin with, not to mention that her limbs were not obeying her commands. After a while, Tia felt that she had stepped on Syrio three times.

"Why don't you just not dance?" Tia said in a low voice, as she was not a shameless person.

"It's okay." Syrio smiled gently, as if his feet didn't feel anything at all. "I'm wearing very thick shoes today."

This……

Just as Tia was struggling for a while, she accidentally stepped on Syrio a few times, and everyone watched as white spots of light appeared on Syrio's feet.

It is obvious that the healing power is automatically healing the wound!

Tia swore she had never experienced such a socially devastating situation before, "Sorry."

Sylio watched Tia hurriedly flee the meeting room, her skirt in hand. He couldn't help but lower his head.

It's all his fault. If the healing power hadn't healed himself unconsciously and let everyone see it, Tia might have finished dancing with him.

He turned around and wanted to chase after him, but his way was blocked.

"You'd better heal the injury on your foot first." Jurgen had to admit that the foot emitting white light was really eye-catching.

When Zoltan saw Tia's clumsy dance steps, he began to wonder if there was any way to make himself feel less painful. When he came to his senses, he had already run out of the hall.

He hurriedly chased after him, but didn't see anyone.

Lei Xiepu laughed heartily, "Your sister's dance..."

Joel was handling affairs while Tia was in class so that he could free up the afternoon to accompany Tia. After the news of attending the banquet came out yesterday, the etiquette teacher specifically reminded her that Tia's dancing was not very good.

I didn't expect that other etiquettes were learned so well, but this dance...

"Her etiquette teacher said before that she didn't expect him to..." Joel paused, "She's quite courageous."

"Your courage is commendable, it's very typical of you!" The king had come to them at some point, smiling and holding up his glass of wine.

"Your Majesty, please stop making fun of her. She just ran away." Rexhep raised his glass and toasted the king again.

"I heard that she awakened her magic power at the age of five. She will surely be a talented person in the future."

"If Tia can truly achieve great things, she will definitely be a great help to Your Majesty. However, she is still young and likes to play. I am afraid that she will disappoint Your Majesty's expectations."

"No rush." The king still had a smile on his face. "Carlos is also a playful guy. I'll introduce them to each other later. Maybe they'll have something in common to talk about."

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