Sigmun was very unhappy.

It was not because of the dance he had just played with Princess Charlotte, but this was the first dance he had danced in public since time traveling through time. Although he had no experience, the powerful physical control of the extraordinary made him familiar with such activities that required a certain degree of physical coordination.

In addition, Princess Charlotte has a beautiful appearance and outstanding temperament, with soft waist... Well, in short, the dancing process is very wonderful.

But after the end, when he was trying to find a sorrowful drink to moisten his throat and take a break, he unexpectedly received a note from his maid.

"Is it over?" Putting down the wine glass, Sigmun whispered to himself, "Does our Duke want me to dance the second dance?"

I found a place where no one was, and quietly opened the note.

Bang!

The note was shaken into powder by him, but the expression on Sigmun's face fell into a dull state.

"Invite me to dance, s."

As soon as he looked up, he saw a figure standing beside a stone pillar opposite the dance floor.

Montana.

Seeing Sigmon betting gaze, Montana showed a knowing smile on her face, and it felt like she had discovered someone else's little secret.

In fact, the note only says inviting me to dance.

The s behind is very vague, and the overall size is small, and even looks a bit like a little ink mark formed by accident after writing a sentence. However, seeing the expression on Montana's face, Sigmun understood that he was very likely to be discovered by the other party.

s is the first letter of his name.

"When? How did she find me?"

"Just guessing the test, or is there conclusive evidence?"

"Is there the power of the oracle church behind this?"

Sigmun had to develop an association. His original fake death was just to stay away from Teresa and Lawrence. Now Teresa has taken away the head of the superior and disappeared, and Lawrence is not in Elland.

Logically speaking, there is no big difference between Sigmun and Henrik's identity being exposed or not, but if Sigmun and Henrik are equated, many things will not stand association.

"Do you go?"

"Is it equivalent to admitting if you go? But will you feel guilty if you don't go?" Sigmun was extremely irritated for a moment, and secretly made up his mind that he would never attend any dance from now on.

"What's wrong?" Charlotte found Sigmun's abnormality and asked with concern.

"If I go and invite other ladies to dance together now, will it embarrass you?"

"Not." Charlotte thought for a while, "but I'll leave for a while."

"Why?" Sigmun looked puzzled.

"If you find the prey of tonight and the other party happens to like you, but I think no one dares to accept your invitation in front of me, so it's better for me to disappear for a while."

Sigmun was stunned at first, then gave Charlotte a thumbs up with a smile.

"You are so considerate!"

"But please don't worry, I'm going to do serious things."

Charlotte snorted coldly, "As far as I know, every cheating nobleman is caught and does what is called serious things."

Well……

It was a joke, but soon Charlotte found an excuse to leave the dance hall, and Sigmon decided to invite Montana. No matter what the result was, he still hoped to take the initiative in his own hands.

Philip, who was dizzy and had never suffered such a series of blows, made an impulse move in a very depressed mood.

He bent down to salute, and at the same time stretched out his arm to Montana.

"Beautiful lady, can you invite you to dance?"

oops……

Seeing this scene, Sigmund's eyes twitched. He suddenly felt a little pitiful when the little prince who had suffered consecutive blows all night, and even hoped that Montana would choose the other party.

but……

"I'm sorry, Prince Philip." Montana smiled slightly, "It was Mr. Henrik who invited me first, so I can only refuse you."

At this moment, Sigmun seemed to hear Prince Philip's heartbreaking voice.
Chapter completed!