I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 165 Little things
The DuPont Sun Elf was naturally not in a good mood; the greatest humiliation of her life had just happened yesterday. But she clearly couldn't let her emotions get the better of her, whether it was her guards, friends, or advisors.

“Although I don’t like DuPont either, Princess Angie’s words are indeed a bit extreme. We need more information to confirm what kind of person he is. We can even observe him here for a while longer. Anyway, he is still a few years away from coming of age, which is not a big deal for us.”

Moonflower nodded. In fact, that was what she thought too. At the other person's learning speed, becoming a high-level mage before the age of 25 would definitely not be a problem, and there would even be a decent barbarian level.

Although she couldn't see the upper limit, according to what those court ladies said, having a warrior as a lover was far better than having a spellcaster.

In particular, she confirmed that it was even more exaggerated than the examples in textbooks, a classic size in chivalric novels, and even more vulgar, it was not impossible for it to become the villain in the plot.

Just as Moonflower's expression changed, the Sun Elf offered a new perspective: "Your Highness, from what I've observed, Angie looked somewhat flustered when she denied DuPont; something must have happened between them."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Yuehua almost spat out the flower tea she had just drunk. She took out a handkerchief to wipe the water from the corner of her mouth: "Don't talk nonsense when you go out. Anqi is not yet an adult. If those etiquette officials hear this, they might punish you."

Hearing this title, the Sun Elf's expression became a little unnatural, but given their relationship, it was fine to talk about it: "Why would I lie to you? When DuPont was mentioned, she was first taken aback, then felt a little incredulous. Although he wasn't very polite when we met DuPont, calling him a scumbag is obviously going too far. A boy that age probably doesn't even know what love is; he's just lustful at first sight."

“Princess Angie is gentle and kind. Given her personality, she would never use such harsh words to attack a stranger with whom she has little connection without certain facts. Therefore, I deduce that Her Highness may not only know DuPont, but something else may have happened between them.”

Upon hearing this, Yuehua was shocked: "You mean she already knew DuPont, and when she learned of my idea of ​​a marriage alliance, she instinctively wanted to deny it, because she was afraid I would steal her away?"

“Uh, I’m not so sure, but it’s possible.” The Sun Elf coughed lightly and lowered his eyes. “But I believe DuPont may indeed have some messy private life. Not to mention, we’ve met that Lady White Night’s paladin and that priest from earlier, and they have a good relationship with him. It’s certain that he’s two-timing.”

Hearing this, Moonflower smiled easily: "It doesn't matter. This is not a basic operation for elven nobles. In fact, for their wives, it is shameful for their husbands not to have lovers. If no one likes them, it means they are not popular. So even if such a man has one, he is not worth envying. What's the point?"

"Your Highness, wouldn't it be nice to have a love that belongs only to you?"

"It's good, but such people are rarer than legends. Even the partners of gods are often separated and reunited. The Lady of Mysteries even fought with her own daughter for a man. And what is their characteristic? Strength."

The moon elf accepted the freshly poured tea from the other party: "Whether or not a person is devoted to another has never been the deciding factor in measuring the value of a legendary powerhouse. In fact, their romantic stories are still sung by bards in taverns and are enjoyed by the public. Even in the elven council, which noble would dare to disrespect his wife?"
"Cuixing, you'll be a member of the council someday. You shouldn't worry too much about these trivial matters. Otherwise, you might encounter a handsome man who confesses his love to you, and you might become so infatuated that you lose your sense of self and do something wrong. Such things are not uncommon."

The sun elf nodded with some difficulty.

Indeed, as the other party said, the gods don't really care about these things.

In this respect, Mystra is arguably the most pragmatic, known for prioritizing strength over looks, and taking anyone who meets her criteria first. Of course, those who are good-looking are more likely to win her favor, but seeing the royal family she protects also choose this path still leaves her with a bitter taste in her mouth.

How could our proud Elven Kingdom have fallen to this state, even resorting to selling out our noble princess to gain the power of foreign tribes for stability? This is utterly shameful!
However, since the princess is here to handle diplomatic affairs, it naturally represents the queen's will, and nothing she says matters. But that annoying guy is clearly not worth it: "Given DuPont's current achievements, it's obviously not worth us taking this step."

“Of course I know that, that’s what I meant by investment.” The Moon Elf sighed. “A year on Everlasting Island always flies by, but there are only so many talented young people of this caliber. It’s better to get to know them and build good relationships than to have a real political marriage, which would leave us with no dignity.”

As she spoke, she tapped her fingers lightly on the table, her hair turning the brown color common to wood elves: "If Angie is really interested in him, then it wouldn't be a bad thing if the two of them got together."

The sun elf breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "That's true. If we're talking about age, Princess Angie is quite a good match for him."

“We can sound them out later, but it’s not appropriate for you to handle Angie’s unique talent. I’ll ask her then. You should figure out how to give a gift properly.” Yuehua said, glancing at the purse at her waist: “It wouldn’t be good if you spent money and the other party didn’t appreciate it.”

The Sun Elf nodded, his expression somewhat serious.

This is indeed a very complex subject.
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On the other side, DuPont's meticulously styled barbarian braids had been completely untied and simply tied into a bun.

According to Dorothy, while his new hairstyle did look good, it was clearly inappropriate for a formal occasion. As a renowned mage apprentice and friar, Dupont was now considered the face of the younger generation at Northwest College.

In private, I don't care what I look like, but I can't lose face in such a formal occasion.

DuPont didn't care about such trivial matters, since others would take care of them anyway. He was just a little confused about his task: "What am I supposed to do?"

In previous years, the student council president had been in charge of this kind of thing, so he really didn't know much about it.

"Eat and drink with those young people, chat and brag. If anyone tries to challenge you, give them a good beating and let them know we're not to be trifled with." Dorothy smiled. "As for other important matters, of course we'll handle the reception. If you make a fool of yourself with your limited religious knowledge, it could turn into a diplomatic incident."

Hearing this, DuPont felt relieved. This was exactly what he did for a living—hosting dinners, drinks, and social gatherings. As the deputy manager of this project, he was very familiar with it. Of course, he still had one question: "Is the main purpose of the dinners and discussions? What if they make some strange requests?"

"It depends on your mood. If you feel you can't handle it, just don't agree. Normally, they have a sense of propriety and won't make unreasonable demands. I'll ask Anqi if she has time to cooperate with you. It wouldn't be good if things turned out ridiculous."

(End of this chapter)