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Chapter Thirteen I Want to Marry You?

What's going on?

Is there a engagement?

When did it happen, why didn't I know?

Aaron had never heard of this in his ex's memory.

Old Albert didn't mention that he had a fiancée before his death!

This is the iris family, and as Alice introduced, it is the Iris family of Agrant.

Or, it can be summarized in one sentence: the Iris family bears at least 40% of the military power of the entire kingdom!

The family's private soldiers, the famous Iris Legion, were stationed in Uruk, the northernmost kingdom, and were far away from Mecca in the Green Kingdom, and were always wary of the group of barbarians from the north going south to plunder.

Moreover, perhaps because of some traditions of the Green Kingdom, although the Iris family attaches great importance to bloodline, they treat men and women equally.

In other words, as long as they are members of the direct iris family, they are theoretically qualified to become the heirs of the iris family and become the future iris grand duke!

And Alice in front of her...

Even if Aaron is a down-and-out nobleman, no matter how he doesn't understand, he will not be able to see the arrogance and nobility that is almost engraved in her bones.

This is not something that those families of the sidelines can cultivate.

Besides, the Iris family would not condescend and deceive him, a person with nothing.

So, he really has a young and beautiful fiancée?

Alice took a deep breath and said nothing. The noble manners made her just glance at Aaron, with a clear warning in her eyes.

Aaron smiled awkwardly. It wasn't that he really didn't hear it clearly, but he just felt a little incredible.

Sartre casually waved the psychic powder in the room, looked at Alice thoughtfully, and inadvertently rubbed the crystal ball in his hand.

"Master Sartre, don't need to identify my purpose." Alice noticed Sartre's small movements and shook her head gently, "I came to Leiden City, not only for the death of Tien, but also for this marriage."

Sartre's eyes flashed, and he was not embarrassed by his little moves being discovered by Alice. In fact, he was deliberately trying to show Alice.

He must prove with practical actions that he is on Aaron's side.

The best way to deal with lies is to not believe a word, followed by predicting the future.

I just witnessed the two-color coin contaminated with the aura of fate. Using this aura as the main ingredient, Sartre could perform a simple prophetic ritual without even needing specific rituals and spices.

Even if he didn't know the content of the prophecy, Alice didn't know either!

The unknown itself is a deterrent.

Aaron recalled carefully, but still couldn't recall the clues about the marriage in his mind.

If there was really such a marriage, Old Albert would have explained it, right?

Why doesn't this old man even say this?

However, Aaron, who was familiar with various routine templates, quickly realized and was amused and crying.

After all, it is impossible for people from the Iris family to walk with a down-and-out nobleman, right?

I'm familiar with this plot!

The woman came to break the engagement, and the man yelled: "Don't regret it! I'm leaving you!"

The woman has a prominent position and strong strength, but he is just a down-and-out nobleman who has just entered the Black Iron Level.

What's even more clever is that he has a system!

Isn’t this the standard wasteful break-up flow, the script has been written!

"So should I follow the process or just shout?"

Alice frowned when she heard Aaron say this inexplicably, "What? The process? What is that?"

Although she didn't understand it, it didn't prevent her from guessing the meaning of this word. The disgust that was slightly faded on her face became stronger again.

What she hates the most is the smooth-mouthed person, especially when the smooth-mouthed person was still her fiancé, he had subconsciously held the long sword around her waist.

Sartre was also interested, looked at the two of them with interesting interest, and even took a special look at Aaron.

Although he was not particularly aware of Aaron's family, judging from his etiquette and manners, his background did not seem to be particularly noble.

Generally, famous families will have special aristocratic etiquette classes to maintain and satisfy their pitiful vanity.

After all, those noble masters have dug their minds to emphasize their superiority.

Just standing, Alice, who is also a nobleman, can almost get rid of a down-and-out nobleman.

Of course, if Aaron is really like Alice, Sartre would have to consider how he should get along with Aaron.

Yes, Sartre hates aristocrats, second only to hate cultists.

Although extraordinary people inevitably deal with nobles, Sartre still tries to avoid unnecessary interactions.

But now, Sartre is also quite curious.

The two families actually had an engagement?

How did the down-and-out Albert family get in touch with the Iris family?

Reminding Aaron's secret again, Sartre's eyes flashed with an invisible light and nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that this down-and-out Albert family is not as simple as it seems.

"Okay, okay, I can understand your mood." Aaron looked at Alice who almost wrote her disgust on her face, glanced at the shield and sword that were flashing with runes, and decisively admitted to her fear.

Just break the engagement, what's so great about it?

With this temper, I don’t like it!

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully the young and poor!

When the three-year period arrives, will the iris family be destroyed by a blink of an eye?

"What do I need to do?" Aaron replied subconsciously while complaining.

"What else can you do?" Alice took a deep breath, unable to help but raise the volume, "Find a time and ask a prophet as a witness."

Before Aaron could react, he muttered: "I'm not married yet. If you terminate the engagement, you have to find a witness..."

A crisp sound of swords.

Alice could no longer suppress her anger, and drew out her sword again, pointed the tip of the sword at Aaron without hesitation, and said word by word: "Sir Albert Aaron, are you humiliating me?"

Sartre coughed lightly and stopped Aaron casually, but behind her back she secretly gave Aaron a thumbs up.

Good boy, have courage!

Aristocrats and noble families are often two concepts. The former has two sides and three swords, and a sweet mouth and a sword, but the latter often attaches great importance to the illusory family honors.

Agreements reached between nobles can often be changed at will, but agreements between families are almost unchangeable. As family members, they must bear corresponding responsibilities while enjoying family benefits.

And now, Aaron actually wants to tear up this agreement?

The Albert family is now in a downturn, and Aaron doesn't look like a person willing to maintain the honor of the family, so he certainly doesn't care.

But opposite is the Iris family in the Kingdom of Asgrant!

This matter is just exposed...

What would those boring nobles who do nothing all day long and only know how to talk about gossip about tea parties?

"The Iris family, despite the honor of aristocratic people, forced the defeated Albert family to end the marriage contract..."

"As the family heir, Alice actually ignored the family honor..."

"The weak Albert family finally chose to compromise..."

Sartre, who was disgusted with the nobles, could think of what those nobles who heard the news would say, and Alice could naturally think of these.

"If you are unwilling to fulfill your engagement, then I will kill you first and then use my blood to prove the glory of the Iris family!"

Alice's eyes were almost spitting out of fire. She held the sword in her hand tightly, and the silver-white light flashed on the sword, and she could do it at any time.

However, Aaron had not realized the reason yet, and he was stupid.

Clam?

What about the promised wasteful divorce?
Chapter completed!
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