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If she hadn't continued to have those ignorant poor people perform her works...

However, does he still insist that he is Robespierre?

That's fine, but why does he monopolize the conversation?

Miss Windsor always thought that monologues would be the biggest flaw in sutras, but he was an expert in them.

The divine strategist also seemed to favor him... all of this indicated that he truly was a member of the upper echelons of the upper nobility.

But he was completely unfamiliar with aristocratic society.

That's really...strange.

Just then, sensing something, she suddenly turned to the side and took out a handkerchief. She slightly lifted her gilded mask.

Wiping away the green pus that had started to flow again.

"I'm so sorry to always make you see these disgusting things."

This young lady, who always smiles and is kind to everyone around her, only reveals the loneliness that a girl should have at this moment.

Although she was already used to it, how could she not care?

She's a girl too.

“You don’t need to apologize, Miss Serena. But, may I know if there’s anything I can do to help you? For example, how can this be cured?”

Yu Le carefully organizes language.

The other person shook their head and smiled:

"This is the Windsor family's curse on their unworthy offspring. Since I have inherited the Windsor family bloodline, I should naturally bear all of this. You don't need to worry about it; no one can cure this."

Even His Majesty is not an option.

"What about the divine cure? Perhaps there is a divine cure that can heal you?"

Yu Le pointed to Shen Ji behind him.

But Miss Windsor still denied all of this:

"In that great era, perhaps there would have been no problem, and perhaps even in this fading age, there is still a divine means to break the curse."

“But Mr. Yule, that’s not something you need to worry about. After all, it has nothing to do with you, and it might not even exist at all.”

After saying this, she pointed to the main gate and said to Yu Le behind them:

"So, regarding Settlement 386, would you be willing to hear my suggestions?"

"Of course, but I'd like to first consult with Shenji Dandu first."

This question is directed at Miss Windsor, and also at the nuns.

To Yu Le's surprise, Shenji actively refused this offer:

"This machine is merely an artificial construct used for adjudication; you are of no use to me. Furthermore, since the case is now closed, please leave."

"There's nothing more that needs to be decided by this unit!"

Is it unsafe here? So being alone doesn't really help?

And then, do you hope I can get to Valinor as soon as possible? Because that's all it can do?

But I can't just leave like this...

That old bastard is trying to kill me!

Yu Le hadn't been around here for long, but he had roughly figured out the nature of these nobles.

Therefore, what just happened was not due to his 'negligence' or 'shortsightedness'.

Instead, Yule wanted to take the opportunity to test what this old man was really thinking.

The result was that even in front of the entire noble family of Nor, the old man tried to turn the tide and even openly summoned his private army.

Incredibly, after what just happened, he compromised with himself without any hesitation!

It is remarkable that a person could be so tolerant and undergo such a dramatic change in behavior.

Yu Le could only conclude that this old man was trying to kill himself.

Therefore, he cannot leave the slaves of Nor, nor can he leave the public eye.

At the very least, he needs to figure out how to leave safely in this situation.

For example, the magistrate who came with the capital?

“I understand, Miss Serena. Do you have a place where we can talk?”

Of course, Yule also needs to resolve the issues surrounding settlement number 386.

They risked their lives to save me, and I will make sure they get what they deserve, as long as I can!

“Of course, Mr. Jules.”

Miss Windsor took the initiative to walk behind her, gesturing for Yule to follow.

When she reached the door, she paused slightly and glanced at Shenji.

What Shenji just said to Mr. Jules can be interpreted literally.

However, it could also be interpreted as the divine strategist subtly reminding him that this place is not safe and hoping that he would leave.

Not a noble among nobles, but favored by the strategist...

Mr. Jules, who exactly are you?

What left Miss Windsor, who was becoming increasingly curious, completely stunned was that she had just stepped out of the courthouse when...

She then saw Yu Le walk straight onto his carriage.

Simple, ordinary, and incredibly casual.

It looked like any other carriage you'd see anywhere!

But that carriage is a sacred object that even the other four pillars are not allowed to set foot on without an invitation!

This discovery left Miss Windsor stunned.

It serves as his own chassis and a sacred object passed down through generations of the Windsor family.

Others could indeed board the carriage, but only if she invited them.

But now...

The last time she witnessed something like this was when she was invited to accompany the princess to the Royal Opera House...

The princess casually stepped onto the Windsor family's sacred object.

His Majesty is certainly not a problem, after all, that is a golden bloodline...

Looking at Yu Le, who was standing on the carriage and turned around to ask himself:

"What's wrong, Miss Serena?"

"No, it's nothing, Mr. Jules."

Coming to her senses, Miss Windsor, after boarding the carriage, suddenly asked a question out of the blue:

"Mr. Jules, do you have a fiancée?"

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"Aha?"

Because this problem was too unexpected and without any reason.

Even Yu Le was subconsciously stunned.

"Excuse me, you didn't ask me anything, did you?"

After regaining her senses, Yu Le became even more convinced that she had just hallucinated.

After all, who would suddenly ask this? Weren't we just talking about Settlement No. 386?

It must be because I've been working almost non-stop lately and I'm too tired.

“Mr. Jules, you heard me right. I am indeed asking if you are engaged.”

Miss Serena Windsor repeated her question with a smile once again.

It was very casual, as if it were just a casual question, but those lake-blue eyes never left Yu Le for a moment.

At the same time, she asked whether there was a marriage contract, not whether there was someone she liked.

The former is what can truly bind the nobility, while the latter is nothing more than having multiple lovers or concubines.

But her confirmation completely stunned Yu Le.

"Excuse me, why is that the problem?"

This was not the problem he had expected. He had thought she would question the unusual nature of the divine mechanism, inquire about his origins, or continue to tell him about common etiquette among nobles.

But I never expected it to be this.

"It's nothing, just personal curiosity. After all, as a noble family, marriages are usually arranged very early on. For example, the eldest and second sons of the Duke of Marty's family were betrothed when they were seven or eight years old."

"And you, esteemed lady of the Robespierre family, I am very curious, what kind of person, or rather, what kind of outstanding young lady, is fortunate enough to become your fiancée?"

Miss Windsor, still in Yu Le's daze, had already boarded her carriage and led Yu Le to the back of the carriage.

She sat down opposite him casually yet politely.

As she sat down, she made an almost imperceptible movement: she crossed her right leg over her left, bringing her knees together, and the hem of her robe fell naturally, covering all the lines that shouldn't be exposed.

The back is straight but not stiff, with just a fist's distance between the waist and the backrest, as if ready to stand up and bow at any moment, or as if it was born to sit like this.

In short, this place provides a perfect example of the proper demeanor of a noble lady.

She didn't even bother to straighten her robes, because there was no need.

Every crease is just right, every curve is just right.

It was as if the carriage, the seat, and the ray of light all existed to highlight her.

No, perhaps it should be said that she gave meaning to the carriage, the seat, and the ray of light.

It wasn't deliberate elegance, but rather an elegance ingrained in her very being, the elegance of the last daughter of the Windsor family.

It was at this moment that she leaned forward slightly to look at Yu Le and asked again:

“Mr. Jules, as you know, there are always some… gossips among us nobles.”

“I once heard a diplomat who had returned from across the strait mention in the capital that the Robespierre family seems to be getting closer to the Lorraine family recently.”

"The diplomat also said that the youngest daughter of the Lorraine family, um, I remember her name is Miss Charlotte? Rumor has it that she is engaged, but the betrothed has not yet been made public."

"I thought it might be you?"

Oh! Are you confirming whether I am of noble birth?

Theoretically, Yu Le felt that this was the only way, but he felt that it wasn't.

But if not, then what is the reason?

"No, that's not me. I don't have that kind of honor."

Yu Le's answer made her pause for a moment, and she tilted her head.

"Ah, it's not you? As you know, the biggest headache for us upper-class nobles has always been the marriage of our offspring, because the higher the class, the harder it is to find a suitable match that matches our purity."

"Sometimes, many nobles are even forced to marry down or marry into lower social classes because they simply cannot find a suitable candidate."

“A young man like you, with a good family background and extremely pure genes, has always been...the focus of everyone’s attention. Logically speaking, you should have had one or even several excellent ladies as potential partners long ago.”

"In my humble opinion, the young lady from the Lorraine family was the most suitable match for you. I never expected that it wouldn't be you."

Are nobles having headaches over marriage contracts?

Indeed, if they value genetic purity so much, they'll definitely be even more obsessed than the Germans.

It wouldn't be surprising if they came up with something even more outrageous than the Nuremberg Act.

No, it should be said that this is the only correct way.

But if that's the case, then if all else fails, wouldn't it mean I could even marry into a high-ranking noble family and just live a life of leisure?