"Galladia Vilannoi, daughter of Canaan's Archon Ferreiras Vilannoi."

Canaan is the country of the elves.

The waiter's brief but startling introduction nearly made Griffith roll down the high stairs. He only knew that Galadia's identity was extraordinary, but he did not expect that she was the daughter of the current ruler of the Elf Kingdom.

It's not normal to not encounter attacks and assassinations along the way! Griffith didn't even believe that he even came to Bayeran.

The high-level VIP guests who had finished dancing one song all turned their eyes of surprise and respect to Galadia on the steps of the second floor. Even with such a simple announcement, everyone present knew how noble the elf girl on the steps was.

Griffith, who was held by Galadia's arm, felt like he was being caught by a gun-like gaze. Few people in the ballroom knew who he was, but the rank of apprentice knights and sergeants could be guessed just by looking at the light blue ribbon around his neckline. It is not inappropriate or rude to be the dance partner of the daughter around you, it is simply appalling. Griffith felt like he was going to be ripped apart by the social world soon.

Wait a minute... so what! ?

The second-level squad leader suddenly discovered that ninety-nine percent of the people present did not interact with him, and even the lowest-ranking guests were much nobler than him. To these nobles, it would be utterly absurd to keep their eyes on Griffith for too long.

Thinking of this, Griffith suddenly relaxed. He maintained proper etiquette and escorted the daughter of a famous elf family to the center of the dance floor like attacking a fortress.

The next song begins. The much-anticipated Miss Sonia suddenly found that half of her eyes were missing. Ninety percent of them went to Galadia, and the remaining 10 percent were still obsessively burning Griffith with their sight.

"It's okay..." Galadia suppressed a smile in her watery eyes, "You haven't stepped on me so far."

She leaned very close to the apprentice knight, obediently letting him put his hand on his waist.

The elf's curve is simply amazing... Griffith was almost unable to hold on in the middle of the fortress battle, and he whispered with a twisted mouth, "It's too dangerous for you to take risks in the wilderness like that before. ."

"Tsk tsk, you are still on the fire and still care about this," Galadia couldn't help but raise her mouth, "You know what? Even if I'm rolling around now, or dragging you on the table Dancing, what can you do to me? Deportation?

"Or slander me where I don't care about being invisible?

"I'm going to do this!"

The apprentice knight was speechless after listening to the dance partner's words.

"So, why do we stick to the rules specified by others and succumb to the tyrant of 'social etiquette'," Galadia said briskly, "everyone has become the puppet of the monster named 'decent', lost Self-satisfied. As a free soul, shouldn't I follow my own heart in choosing dance partners and lifestyles?"

Sounds reasonable. Griffith nodded involuntarily.

Looking at his stupid appearance, Galadia was a little apologetic: "However, my casualness is also limited, and I will still be my other identity for a while. Can you do it alone?"

"I once rolled into a ditch after being injured and drank muddy water mixed with blood for four or five hours," Griffith didn't mind, "there is cool peach juice on the table here to drink. "

...

Griffith's honor only lasts until the end of the dance, while also rescuing him from a mortal burden. In the following time, Galadia was introduced to the dignitaries accompanied by the elf ambassador to Bayeran, and Griffith was pushed into a corner like a rejected sheep on the farm.

After all, as far as he is concerned,Even if the people present were interested in him, it was difficult to deal with in the current situation.

Galadia glanced apologetically at her companion from a distance, but this time she was really too busy. No matter how casual she is, she can't leave the great human nobles brought by the elf ambassador to play for a night with a young man who is neither a fiancé nor a boyfriend.

So, Griffith can only wander in the corner alone.

But he didn't feel bad.

There are long tables at the edge of the hall. Layers of chocolate cakes, waffles, tiramisu, puddings, yogurt ice cream, and a host of foods Griffith didn't know were stacked on delicate silver trays, rising and falling like snowy peaks in the far east.

The colorful desserts are like rainbows on the silver ocean, and they are more charming in the eyes of the apprentice knights than the most beautiful people at the ball.

Hold back! Hold back!

Griffith resisted the urge to take away the entire silver plate, and ate the desserts at a speed that he thought was very slow.

"Do you like desserts?" A strange voice sounded behind Griffith.

The apprentice knight was startled and almost choked on the cake in his mouth.

"I'm Iseus, Iseus de Crozier, the current Viscount of Crozier, and blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, just call me Iseus," and Gerry Faith spoke to a thin, silver-haired boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, "I have the honor to go to school with Miss Sonia this fall."

"Nice to meet you, Your Excellency," Griffith hurriedly put down the cake in his hand and saluted the young Viscount, "May I help you?"

"Don't be so polite and call me Iseus," the underage viscount waved his hand. "I don't like this kind of ball, but I have to go to it. You just came back from the East?"

"Yes."

"How's it going there?" Iseus looked at Griffith with curious eyes, "I also have a Cytoral who will enroll with me, and they say they spent time celebrating their victory and haven't reached Bayeran yet. I'm really full of questions and have nowhere to ask!"

"If it's a question I can answer, I'll try my best to answer it," Griffith nodded towards the viscount's eldest son. The two walked towards the window together.

"That's great," Iseus took two cocktails from the waiter and handed a glass to Griffith, "I heard that on the Eastern battlefield, armored cavalry were used in a concentrated manner and launched a group against the enemy. Assault. I'm so curious."

"The terrain there is open and the formation of cavalry can be deployed," Griffith nodded.

"What a magnificent picture that would be!" Iseus looked fascinated, "but many people say that this is heresy. The theory I heard before is that to give full play to the combat and defense of armored cavalry, it is necessary to The strong knights wear enchanted heavy armor and lead the entourage and infantry to form a small team to attack, tearing down the enemy's defense bit by bit from all directions.

"There is indeed a saying. After all, the great knights are highly skilled in martial arts and can use many powerful Beyonder abilities," Griffith said, "but their number..."

"The orthodoxy of the knight is in the center!" Iseus took out a picture album from his arms like a conjuration, "Look at this silver luster, charming lines and mighty spear!"

The Viscount touched the heroic male heavy knight in the album with a face full of admiration and longing. That was Tiberius, the well-known knight of judgment. Griffith suddenly felt a little terrified and almost took a step back.

"You adore Lord Tiberius?"

"Huh? Who cares about that skin!" Iseus yelled. "Look at this full body armor and waistcoat, lance and riding shield. This is the embodiment of beauty, order and strength."

"Well, it's really fascinating," Griffith nodded, "but it's too heavy, and the mobility will be very limited. I heard that this set of knight leaders and infantry follow tactics came from the elves. In their forests A large-scale assault cannot be carried out."

The kingdom of elves has been harassed by northern troll guerrilla warfare for many years, so a unique team coordination strategy has evolved... Griffith remembered Mr. Heinz's point of view. The armored cavalry chief has criticized the elves more than once in the past for "playing only public security wars, and they don't know anything about regular warfare."

However, the teacher's point of view is not generally accepted. After all, human cavalry technology, like magic, came from the teachings of elves, leaving a deep imprint on the tactical heritage. The tactics of leading infantry assaults with powerful knights or other strong men are indeed very effective in some battlefields. In contrast, the tactics of cavalry groups in the East are still very small.

The more Iseus spoke, the more excited he became: "The East's kind of brigade of low-level cavalry with apprentice knights and squires is a heresy! The core of the war should be such a mighty knight!"

"Isseus, are you promoting your boring hobby again?" A beautiful girl with long blond hair reaching her waist came over and interrupted the excited Viscount's speech.

"Boring? You women who are accustomed to peace won't understand!" Iseus immediately shot back, but still said out of upbringing and politeness, "This is Mademoiselle Fiona de Charon, her Suto Ral is still on his way from the east. Fiona, this is Griffith, the apprentice knight of the Larmor family. We will be enrolling together this fall."

Another noble son who owns Shutoral. Griffith immediately saluted the beautiful noble lady.

"Hello, apprentice knight," the elegant and beautiful Miss Fiona lifted the hem of her skirt and returned a curtsy to Griffith that made him very happy.

She was as beautiful as Sonia, but without the alluring quality of soft and submissive. The light long blond hair hangs down on the slender and straight waist, the delicate long skirt and the bright gems can't hide the heroic and vigor in the eyes.

At the moment when his eyes intersected with her, Griffith felt a touch of his inspiration. Unlike the others, Fiona's breath seemed to be intertwined with different qualities, but he couldn't identify it.

"Mr. apprentice knight, I noticed that you seem to be very familiar with the elf lady." Fiona asked in a casual tone, as if she was just asking and didn't care at all.

"Yes, Miss Xia Long. When I was returning from the east, a group of goblins happened to attack the village," Griffith said. "Galradia fought back with us and eliminated that group of monsters..."

As Griffith popped out word by word, he found Fiona's eyes growing brighter and brighter, finally sparkling like the stars.

great! The lonely and beautiful ranger meets the brave young knight in the adventure... Fiona is already immersed in fantasy. She looked at Griffith with eyes that could misunderstand Iseus, and said to herself: "Look carefully, this apprentice knight is also very good-looking. He must be a brave and reliable companion in the adventure! What am I? Time to have your own adventure story!"

On the other side of the ball, Sonia was surrounded by a large crowd. She's used to being the center of attention, whether in her own home or at social events, and is used to being bored.

But tonight was different, Sonia was still shocked that Galadia would choose a knight apprentice as her dance partner, she thought she couldn't do it.

The daughter of Larmor's family wandered for a while surrounded by many friends, and suddenly remembered something. She wanted to get out of the crowd, but she couldn't get out at all, so she could only wave to one of her vassals and ask him to bring the apprentice knight over.

Griffith immediately came to Sonya's side. Sonia asked him curiously, "How did you meet Miss Galadia?"

"When I returned from the Eastern Battlefield, I passed a small village. It was attacked by goblins, and Galadia and I..."

Griffith repeated what he had just said, but got stuck halfway through. He found that the sapphire-like eyes of the blond girl in front of him suddenly radiated splendid splendor, and the looming annoyance just now had been swept away.

The adventures of knights and elves, the remote and dangerous wilderness, isn't this the story in the book! Sonia almost stood on tiptoe, she grabbed the apprentice knight's arm, and her big blue eyes flashed: "Then and then!"

...

It was the first time Sonya noticed how quickly the prom went by. Griffith's little adventures fascinated her, and Iseus and Fiona, who were already acquainted with her, joined in.

When Griffith talked about how to repel the goblins' attack on the village, the next dance was about to begin. Sonia restrained herself with great perseverance, so that she did not temporarily change the dance partner from a baron to an apprentice knight. The poor baron managed to get this chance, and as a result, Sonia spent all the time of the dance thinking about ending it quickly so that she could go back and continue listening to the story.

Halfway through the dance, the tired guests dispersed in groups. Boys and girls who are going to enroll in the fall have a couch and chat there.

"I have a Cytoral on the way, and it will be there soon," said Iseus, one of Sonya's small circle. "Add Griffith and Fiona and you have enough."

What are they talking about... Griffith pricked up his ears as he passed by the couch for dessert. Galadia had been taken away by her clan, and she didn't even have time to say hello to him.

"Is it really possible?" Fiona was a little uncertain, "Let's bring the guards at home."

"Then we will be notified as soon as possible. Don't you know who is paying the guard's salary? They only obey your parents and my guardian." Iseus said with a frown.

"However, Cytolar is different," the silver-haired Iseus tapped the armrest of the sofa with his fingers. "They have just arrived and are not familiar with everything. As long as we make a request for confidentiality, they will agree."

"I agree," Sonia nodded. "This is our last chance before we start school in September! The actions of the Thutorals are justified."

Doesn't sound like a mystery~ Griffith took a few steps back to the cake stand.

"Griffith, we need your help!" Sonia's sweet voice had stopped the apprentice knight with irresistible magic, "Keep it a secret!"