Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Life is a stage play without a script. You never know who will appear next.

Maybe a noble person.

Maybe it's a ghost.

At least for Archduke Bach at this time, he was more frightened than surprised.

Cordelia, who had been missing for three years, returned strongly with a smile on her face, just waiting for someone around her to pay her respects.

Without saying a word, he directly gave the man below him the champagne shampoo of his hair, showing the precise etiquette of a Bach eldest daughter.

Then he kicked over the dining table, and then launched a charge horn.

——I am against this engagement, and it is useless for anyone to agree with it.

The whole set of operations is smooth and smooth, which is a vivid display of the unruly and willful, doing whatever one wants. There is no trace of the elegance that a saint should have. Instead, it seems as if she has gone to Sichuan and Chongqing for further study. She has integrated the fierce energy and has undoubtedly absorbed it. Come to the essence of Sichuan and Chongqing women's quality.

Regardless of whether what she did was right or not, at least her goal was achieved.

The engagement banquet being disrupted in this way is no less than stewing a pot of durian-flavored soup at home. The guests will definitely not be able to stay any longer.

Archduke Bach's face was ashen.

The safe return of the eldest daughter should be a happy thing; the engagement of the second daughter is also a happy thing.

Two happy things added together should be double the happiness.

But it turned out to be such a mess.

His mind was buzzing for a while, and he couldn't find a suitable excuse to explain it. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he knew that this was not a problem that could be solved by saying, "My daughter's foot slipped."

However, nobles are nobles, and the head of the Murfat family is not in vain. He looks about fifty or sixty years old, with slightly gray hair, but he still does not look old.

The old man in a suit and tie slowly took off the napkin around his neck, wiped his mouth and threw it to the ground.

He first saluted calmly and said: "I have met Her Royal Highness the Golden Dewdrop Saint."

Almost 99% of the nobles in Rome are believers in the Holy Church, and they need to take the initiative to bow when they see the saint.

There is nothing wrong with this style, it has the superficial elegance and calmness that a nobleman should have.

"No gift." Cordelia returned home, but her mind was still clear. She kicked away the broken glass at her feet and said calmly: "I just returned home from Fuso after a long journey, and I happened to see him. This farce, I hope you..."

The head of the Murfat family smiled: "If it is the request of the saint, I will naturally not take it to heart."

"No, I'm asking you to take it to heart."

Cordelia smiled and said: "After all, the engagement will be cancelled, and my sister will not marry your dog."

The head of the Murfat family said without changing his expression: "This matter was brought up by Grand Duke Bach, but now His Highness comes to oppose it. Can I confirm that this is the intention of the Bach family?"

Archduke Bach immediately said: "Of course not!"

Cordelia said calmly: "Who do you think has the final say now?"

The head of the Murfat family smiled lowly: "This is Bach's family matter."

"Yes, of course, family matters must be settled at home, so please leave first." Cordelia made a 'please' gesture: "Go slowly without seeing me off."

"Your Highness's attitude is really aggressive." The old man slowly calmed down his polite expression and said with a dissatisfied expression: "You took the initiative to propose an engagement and then took the initiative to cancel the engagement. If this spread, wouldn't it make our Murfat family a laughing stock? ? We are also respectable nobles, how can we just come and leave at the drop of a hat!"

"You're right."

Cordelia nodded in agreement, showing an aggressive smile, even showing her canine teeth.

She took a step forward, her whole body feeling surprisingly strong.

"When did a new nobleman with a history of less than two hundred years have the right to make demands against our Grand Duke and his family in Bavaria?"

The saint sighed: "Who gave you the courage and confidence?"

"Is it because my father is too polite to you?"

She glanced at the silent Archduke Bach and smiled faintly: "Oh, you actually take it seriously?"

Don't slap people in the face when you hit them, don't expose their shortcomings when scolding people.

What Cordelia said was quite heartbreaking and unceremonious.

Although the Bach family is already a castle in the air, strong on the outside and weak on the inside, everyone knows it.

And Murfat is a high-quality stock that is thriving.

This is the difference between sunset industries and sunrise industries.

Cordelia said this, which was undoubtedly a bit forceful.

But she is a saint. If she wants to quarrel with anyone, she can just let go of her reserve and scold him to the point where he can't hold his head up.

Because the aristocratic world pays attention to qualifications and background. When Cordelia disappeared, the Bach family had no background. But when she came back, the situation was different.

As long as the Holy Church does not withdraw her title and status, Cordelia can support the Bach family alone.

The head of the Murfat family has lived for so many years and has rarely been pointed at or scolded in person.

Even if there is an occasional shouting match, it is when some sensitive issues are being discussed in the Senate.

He could accept being scolded, but he couldn't accept being humiliated one-sidedly, especially when the target was such a young girl!

"You are really sharp-tongued." The head of the Murfat family said angrily: "Does the Bach family want to make enemies of the Murfat family?"

Cordelia lifted her hair and brushed her shoulder-length hair to her back.

"Who the Bach family wants to marry and who they don't want to marry are all our own decisions."

"If you are not convinced, do you want to go to the Senate to initiate a vote to expel the Bach family from their title?"

"In turn, I will submit this draft directly to the desk of His Majesty the Roman Emperor through the Holy Church, so that he can see it as soon as possible."

She covered her lips and raised her eyes: "Do you want to try it?"

The head of the Murfat family pressed his chest, never having thought that the Bach family's daughter could be so aggressive.

Damn it, the public image is all fake!

She is so eloquent that she can run for spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs!

Archduke Bach repeatedly shouted: "Stop scolding, stop scolding! How can you talk like this..."

Cordelia glanced at her biological father, who immediately went from being incoherent to stuttering, then shut up.

It can be seen that he has no family status.

She glanced at the head of the Murfat family calmly: "You may think that I am humiliating you... In fact, I am indeed humiliating you. As for why I do this, why don't you ask your eldest son what he just said to me? What did my sister say?"

"Based on what he just said, I think it is enough to constitute all the reasons for the hostility between our two families."

"You might as well try to see if I can block everyone in your family from all high-level positions in the Holy Church within the next fifty years."

At this time, Jodson, who had champagne poured on his head, once again became the focus of attention at the scene.

He held the napkin and wiped his face clean. His face was livid and ugly, and he clenched his fists to suppress his anger.

This aristocratic young master does not have the depth and endurance of his own father.

Cordelia glanced at the silent Jodson, took out the borrowed mobile phone, silently turned on the recorded audio, and then the sound started to play.

As Jodson's voice echoed in the room, the scene fell into silence again.

The head of the Murfat family glanced at his son and sighed deeply.

This aspect is true, so it’s no wonder Cordelia immediately turned her back.

My son is still too honest.

Can these words be said face to face?

Originally, the head of the Murfat family had some hesitation about this marriage, but now he is starting to regret not advancing it faster.

Once the marriage is successful, Cordelia returning at this time will become an opportunity for the Murfat family to infiltrate their influence into the Holy Church.

"Your Highness, I deeply apologize for Quanzi's remarks..." The old patriarch was able to adapt and apologize decisively: "Jordson, I still haven't apologized to you two!"

Jordan gritted his teeth and tried to force himself to lower his head.

"No need, please leave directly is the best apology to us." Cordelia took the initiative to see off the guests for the second time: "Please don't make me repeat it a third time."

It is impossible for the old head of the family to stay at this time.

In my heart, I sighed at the strength of the saint, and felt a little regretful that I could not complete the engagement... At the same time, I secretly thought about the next step.

For astute nobles and politicians, family interests are always the top priority.

So he ignored Jodson's state at this time.

This middle-aged man who has been divorced twice at the age of thirty-five has never felt such shame and humiliation. He was invited to someone else's house for an engagement party. Not only was he showered with champagne, but his engagement was cancelled, and he was treated like a lost dog. He was driven out in despair.

Take a step back and get angrier the more you think about it.

You can't bear it for a while, you can't bear it anymore.

If you were a normal person, you would think about it at this time and gradually regain your rationality, then get up and leave, maintaining your dignity.

But Jodson is not.

He already has mental problems, and has certain symptoms of hysteria and madness. He usually does not have attacks, and only in extreme circumstances will he violently hurt others.

Just like this time...

He stood up from the chair with red eyes. He was as tall as a black bear, nearly two meters tall, and he was full of pressure.

When she stood up, the shadow cast by the light had already enveloped Cordelia.

Only then did she slowly realize the danger.

Jodson's eyes turned red: "You can't be a saint!"

"The saint has been missing for three years and is already dead!"

"You must be fake!"

He didn't completely lose his rationality. Although he was dominated by crazy impulses, he also didn't forget to find a reason for himself to take action.

After a shout, there was no more scruples.

Cordelia was instantly frozen by the cold.

This fist hit her, and she didn't know if the other party was okay or not, but she was definitely dead.

The Mobile Church is not on her body either, so her defense is almost zero at this time.

Therefore, she shouted out her trump card without hesitation.

Just one concise and concise word.

"save--!"

Buzz—!

Almost at the same time as the shouting voice, there was a sound of metal and iron attacks, and Jinlan swept through the entire banquet hall.

The young man with black hair and black eyes stood in front of Cordelia, and the appearance time coincidentally seemed to be holding a stopwatch in advance.

He raised a finger and stopped Jordanson's fist bursting with golden fighting spirit.