The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

"That's a compliment. You were the fourth on the Sun's list of most beautiful girls they wanted to marry. Oh, you'll probably be the third tomorrow. I can remember your face." Osius smiled, holding his belly. "And didn't you recognize me then?"

Helen was so upset that she wanted to kill The Sun newspaper a hundred times.

"Ahaha, it's just a coincidence." Helen stood up and closed the door.

"Go quickly. I, an old man, will not disturb you young people from having fun." Osius smiled indifferently and turned to leave.

The group of attendants and guards behind him immediately followed.

Helen calmly lifted her skirt to perform the court salute, but soon discovered a yellow-haired boy with a golden sword in the team.

Holy crap! The modern sword master Arthur?

When Helen saw the man's face, her pupils shrank sharply and she was horrified.

How come the future new king of England, the genius who unified England as a half-elf, is here?

By the way, he is from the lineage of Queen Zoe of the Empire, so it is normal for him to appear here...

Rome is truly a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are everywhere!

Helen's original contempt disappeared instantly. It was not because he faced the reality or anything, but because the opponent was a peak level 4 Paladin, and no one present in the manor was strong enough for him to defeat.

Now we can only be thankful that the other party is leaving with Osius.

"Helen, don't play too late. Be careful."

As Osius' voice sounded, Helen raised her head suddenly, but the corridor was empty and Osius and his group had disappeared long ago.

"Is this a warning to me not to steal too much?" Helen pondered, "Or does he want a piece of the pie?"

It is not scary that the prime minister knows the plan, because the plan itself is beneficial to the empire. What is scary is why the other party would show goodwill for no reason.

……

Arthur stepped forward from Osius's group who had just left Alec Manor. He came before Osius and said, "Prime Minister, I feel something is wrong with that nun. She doesn't have the aura of a nun or monk, but rather the aura of hell."

"Well, so what?" Osius took out a nail clipper and trimmed his nails.

Arthur saluted respectfully and said, "I want to stay and protect the safety of my sisters."

His cousins are the current second and third princesses.

"Well... if too many people stay, the young people won't have fun." O'Hughes waved his hand. "Why don't you go to the Sun and ask for the latest ranking of beautiful girls for tomorrow."

Arthur:......

Chapter 43: Nun, Saint, and Princess

Helen came to the lobby on the first floor and found that the guests and envoys were already dancing to the accompaniment of music and following the direction of dance master Ans.

At the banquet on the first floor, envoys from various countries were either chatting with each other at the dining table or inviting their dance partners to dance in the center of the hall.

This is a free conversation session where everyone can talk for their own interests or other purposes. It is also the dirty and dark transaction session after the auction.

Of course, there are also those who really want to enjoy a beautiful love.

Girls in white dresses and silk white gloves are looking for their ideal partners.

The boys in black tuxedos and suits looked for dance partners according to their XP.

The musicians on the stage played the music passionately.

Many people at the party were busy with their own things, but Helen was not busy because he arrived later and many people did not notice him. However, he was happy to be free and sat in a secluded corner to rest.

But it turned out that there was no remote place in a place like a state banquet. As soon as he sat down, two people sat next to him.

One was an Egyptian envoy, and the other was the girl in white clothes and a hood who had questioned Osius at the previous auction.

The former had just gained independence from the Kingdom of Naples, so many people were afraid of offending Naples and deliberately avoided the Egyptian envoys; the latter had not revealed his true identity for a long time, and coupled with his Frank identity, many local nobles actually did not like to interact with him.

"Isn't this Miss Helen?" The Egyptian envoy sitting next to her politely poured a cup of tea for Helen. "This is the tea we bought from the Orientals."

Helen was surprised that the other person spoke Romance so well, but she still reached out to take the tea. "I didn't expect that the gentleman actually knew me."

Tea from the East is as rare and precious as gold and silver here, a luxury, so he couldn't refuse.

The Egyptian envoy smiled brightly and said, "We are also open to the world and have cooperation with newspapers in many countries."

Helen had a bad feeling and asked quickly, "The Sun?"

"Yes, that's right. The most popular newspaper over there, especially the one that lists beautiful girls, is where I met you. You seem to be ranked fourth." The Egyptian envoy smiled brightly. "Of course, the most famous one is Princess Eudoxia, who is currently ranked first."

"These kinds of gossip newspapers will eventually die out," Helen complained weakly. "By the way, who publishes this?"

"I heard it's the result of a lot of voting," the Egyptian envoy replied. "But these are votes from your Roman Empire. I heard the Sun Society is planning to create a new list to include beauties from other countries. The reason is that Miss Joan of Arc of France had similar votes to the second-place winner, Princess Irina. Due to international factors, she hasn't been included yet."

As soon as the words fell, Helen felt the hooded girl in white clothes next to her stiffen noticeably.

"What's wrong?" Helen asked puzzledly.

"No, nothing, it's just that I didn't expect there would be such a... disgusting newspaper that would actually extend its influence to the entire world. It must be punished by the Fiery Heaven!" said the hooded girl in white clothes angrily.

When Helen heard these words, she felt like Boya meeting Ziqi, a soulmate!

"That's right, a bastard newspaper like the Sun Society should be destroyed!" Helen agreed.

The girl in the white hood obviously hadn't expected Helen to be her companion. She couldn't help but cross her hands and pray, "Lord, are you letting me meet a soulmate as a reward for my continued piety?"

"The Lord said that piety is the best reward. I think our meeting is the Lord's way of letting us understand the meaning of reward." Upon seeing this, Helen crossed her hands and performed a standard nun's prayer.

After the words were spoken, the two smiled knowingly.

The Egyptian envoy next to him broke out in a cold sweat and silently held the Sun's foreign correspondent card in his arms.

At this delicate moment, cheers came from the hall, which made Helen and the other two turn their attention to the center of the hall.

The second princess Eudocia, wearing a neat military uniform, came down from the second floor to the first floor.

He is so heroic, beautiful and handsome that you can't take your eyes off him.

This image attracted the attention of many girls, and one even took the initiative to invite the second princess Eudocia to dance, and the boys also volunteered.

No matter where the beautiful girl in military uniform goes, she can attract the attention of both men and women. She is beautiful and handsome, handsome and heroic.

"Sorry, everyone. I have invited a dance partner today, so I can't join you for the time being." Eudocia smiled at everyone, which made many girls' hearts beat fast.

The boys looked regretful or dejected.

Eudocia, standing in the crowd, smiled slightly, adjusted the hat on her head, and walked step by step towards a certain direction in the hall.

Everyone's eyes followed her every move, wanting to see who could gain the favor of the current Second Princess.

Even Irina, who was sitting in the box on the second floor, curiously opened the window to see who her sister's dance partner was.

"Hey, who do you think it is?"

The Egyptian messenger beside Helen asked in a low voice.

Helen shrugged. "I'm afraid it's an old lover?"

"Are you sure? I don't quite understand you Romans." The Egyptian envoy looked at Eudocia as she approached. "Are you really an old lover?"

Helen looked at Eudocia who was getting closer and closer, and his initial calmness and confusion turned into confusion. When the other party was standing in front of him, his confusion turned into astonishment.

"Sister Helen, would you like to dance with me?" Eudocia looked down at Helen who was sitting on the sofa.

Helen was stunned for a second or two, then pointed at herself and said, "Me?"

"What else?" Eudocia tilted her head and smiled, "Or do you want me to call you by your correct name? Number 13~"

Alas, it was exposed after all.

Helen certainly knew the reason why she was exposed. When she handed the invitation to the waiter, her identity was exposed. She just didn't expect that Eudocia would dare to come and confront her directly.

"I actually don't like this number." Helen reached out and placed her hand on Eudocia's fair palm. "Let me make it clear in advance that I can't dance."

"It seems you guessed me first~" Eudocia smiled, then kissed the back of Helen's hand in front of everyone.

The whole audience was in an uproar. Many young girls who were inexperienced in the world took out their handkerchiefs to cover their mouths and noses and cried, while most of the boys watched with interest.

On the other side, Helen blushed, but soon realized that this was Eudocia's provocation.

He clearly said that he couldn't dance, but the other party still invited him to dance. Isn't this making him look bad?

"Don't worry, as long as you tell me your intelligence channel, I will lead you to dance the female steps and will not let you get into any trouble. If it is inconvenient to disclose it, it's okay. You have to cooperate with me in the future." Eudocia whispered to persuade while holding Helen's hand and walking step by step into the banquet hall.

Well, you are worthy of being the princess. You wanted to use this opportunity to get some first-hand information from me, but at the same time you didn’t push me too hard. You also gave me a way out and let me be a "double agent". I can only say that you are worthy of being the princess regent!

But oh, Eudocia, do you really think I can't dance?

Helen's mouth curled up slightly.

He is not someone who can be manipulated by others. He is not only proficient in etiquette from various countries, but also knows how to dance from various countries!

The King of Court Dance is here!

Chapter 44: This nun looks like the queen of the past

When she learned that No. 13 was Helen, Eudocia couldn't believe her own judgment. How could the other party be a nun?

But I have only sent one invitation letter, so I can only confirm that it is the other party.

How could a nun with no background have military intelligence?

This made her suspect that Helen was backed by a huge organization, so she gave the invitation letter, hoping that the other party would take the bait to facilitate the investigation.

Things were going as she expected, but when Helen's soft little hands and slender legs made the starting moves of the dance, she admitted that she was a little panicked.

Could it be that I encountered the real thing?

But when she thought about the other person's background carefully, she realized that he probably had not learned dance systematically, and even if he had, it would not be too difficult.

So do I have to use a difficult dance to challenge her?

She felt that it was inappropriate to make things difficult for the other party, which would not be conducive to future cooperation. She should give appropriate benefits and start with basic cooperation.

Just as she was hesitating, Helen in her arms whispered, "Your Highness, do you want to waltz?"

Seeing Helen being so provocative, Eudocia was a little dazed.

"Your Highness, don't you know how to do it? Do you need me to guide you?" Helen raised her head slightly, revealing her white and delicate neck. With the white rose dress on her body, she looked like a proud white swan.

"I don't want to force you. If you think it through, we can cooperate." Eudocia was not frightened, but displayed the dignity that a royal family should have.

Helen tilted her head and smiled seductively, "Okay, but I need to take the lead in the cooperation."

"You're taking the lead?" Eudocia smiled calmly. "Think carefully, I'm taller than you, and you're going to be dancing the female steps next! The male steps are the ones that dominate this dance."

She was hinting at Helen, suggesting that she was the princess and that the political resources she controlled were much greater than the intelligence resources you had.

"Female steps require skill, while male steps require strength. Can your strength satisfy me?" Helen stretched out her right hand and placed it charmingly on Eudocia's shoulder, completing the last step of preparation before the dance began.

Eudocia closed her eyes slightly and said, "I gave you a chance, but you chose to lose face."

"No, it's about win-win cooperation and welcoming glory together." Helen raised her right foot and hooked Eudocia's left foot. "So let's do the difficult Flower Goddess Dance."

Eudocia's eyes widened, then her expression became serious and she began to dance with Helen.

The people around who were ready to dance along all widened their eyes. Are they going to try something difficult right from the start?

The Flower Goddess' Birthday Dance is not difficult at the beginning, but it is very difficult at the end. It stipulates that the female partner must circle under the male step's palm at the end of the dance, and the strength required of the male step is also among the highest among all dances.

But these are not the most important things. What is important is the final circle of the dance. If the woman circles less than others, it would be a bit embarrassing. People are not afraid of failure, but they are afraid of being compared with others after failing.

The same is true for male steps. The high level of control of female steps also means a large range of movement. If it is not controlled well, the female steps will be injured due to inertia.

In short, this is a high-risk, difficult and embarrassing dance, and even dance masters cannot guarantee complete success.

"I, I'm not feeling well." Someone chose to quit.