The team is full of girls who are single until retirement based on their strength

Chapter 222 Lottery

It was Jefferson Allen.

"No need to formality." The eldest princess, who was dressed in a gorgeous knight's uniform, waved her hand to signal to the people around her.

Unlike her previous appearance in front of Caesar when she was always dressed in armor, the clothes she was wearing now were more like casual clothes.

She seemed to like gorgeous decorations, and golden accessories and large precious gems could be seen everywhere on her body.

Generally speaking, if such decorations are placed on others, it will easily give off a vulgar feeling, like a nouveau riche who is eager to prove his wealth to others.

But the eldest princess was different. She had a very noble temperament, as if she herself was one of the most precious treasures in the world.

With her unique platinum hair, she looks gorgeous.

Caesar could probably guess what she was doing here.

Her sister is also studying here, probably coming here just for her.

Someone invited her to sit in the top stand where the referees sat but she waved her hand and declined.

After she landed, she looked around and found Caesar sitting there. Her eyes lit up and she walked towards that direction without hesitation.

"Your Majesty Caesar." She walked up to Caesar and greeted him.

"Can I sit here, please?" she asked, looking into Caesar's eyes.

"Of course, please take a seat." Caesar replied.

After getting Caesar's reply, she sat next to Caesar. Only then did she greet the two people next to Caesar.

"Hello, Your Highness." Gray and Michael greeted.

Nodding at the two of them, Jefferson Allen started chatting with Caesar.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you. You were really handsome. The scene of you fighting is still fresh in my mind." The princess said this with a fangirl look.

"Is that so?" Caesar smiled faintly, showing no particular emotion.

"I have always wanted to visit you, but I have been too busy with official duties to have the time. Now I finally get to see you."

As he spoke, Jefferson took off the white gloves on his hands.

Caesar's left hand was originally on the armrest of the seat, but Jefferson held it with both hands. "If you hadn't been there last time, I'm afraid the entire outer city would have been destroyed by those Black Death followers. I'm here to thank you on behalf of the people in the outer city."

She looked very enthusiastic: "Please rest assured that the Empire will give you due rewards and will never let your efforts go in vain."

Caesar tried to pull his hand away, but Jefferson's grip was so tight that he might not be able to pull it out without using too much force.

"I can tell you that my father is already helping you choose a suitable fiefdom and title."

She said so.

"Really?" Caesar nodded and finally took his hand back: "Thank your father for me."

"this is what we are supposed to do."

Jefferson said he understood.

In the distance, there are several pairs of eyes looking at this side.

Isn't he looking for trouble?

How did you start chatting with that princess?

Why did they hold hands?

Nellie looked over there.

And Fanny, who was originally talking to her, also noticed the situation on Caesar's side.

She had felt this way just now.

There are too many women around my brother-in-law.

In addition to Her Highness Nellie, there are so many people.

Even if we exclude the red-haired girl who is said to be my brother-in-law's disciple, there are still several more.

Now another princess has come, and the two of them seem to be very familiar with each other.

Phonice is not a person who knows nothing. Although she has never left her hometown, she has been active in human towns around the Elf Forest for quite a long time, taking on many commissions and dealing with all kinds of people.

She also often heard all kinds of gossip, which naturally included all kinds of messy things.

According to some middle-aged adventurers, men become bad once they have money and become bad once they have abilities.

I always like young and beautiful ones.

My sister must be very old. The lifespan of elves is much longer than that of humans. It can be said that they are like an old cow eating young grass.

And my brother-in-law must be very capable. My sister herself has said that she can't beat him.

In a situation like this, after an old woman like my sister who is drunk leaves my brother-in-law, the possibility of things turning bad is quite high.

Maybe it has already gone bad?

Although it is often said that we should not speculate about others with such malicious thoughts, I can't help but think so.

I'll write a letter to my sister after I settle down.

Furniss thought so.

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"Prince Jefferson, are you here to watch your sister's game?" Caesar asked.

"Yes." The eldest princess nodded: "In addition, I will select some people here to join the Knights. I came here to take a look in advance."

"Why? Your Majesty Caesar, do you know anyone competing down there?"

When Caesar heard this question, he did not deny it: "Well, rather than saying that, it would be better to say that the person who is going to participate in the competition is half of my disciple."

He said so.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jefferson's curiosity was clearly piqued.

"Really? Who is it?"

Caesar just smiled and didn't answer, but turned to look at the two people sitting on his right.

"I heard that Mr. Gray didn't come here just to watch Barricka's game, right?"

When Gray heard Caesar say "half-disciple" just now, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

At this point he could only bite the bullet and answer, "Yes, I also have an adopted son who also participated in this competition."

"Oh?" Caesar seemed very interested: "Really? What's the child's name?"

"His name is Dimitar. Dimitar Dex."

Gray replied.

"Is that so?" Caesar nodded, pretending to be thoughtful. "Oh my, this is really embarrassing. The three of us know people competing downstairs. What should we do if we bump into each other?"

"If we collide with each other, we can just rely on our own abilities. Your Majesty doesn't need to worry too much." Gray forced a smile on his face and replied.

Jefferson, who was standing by, could hear something strange in Caesar's tone.

Gray Dex offended His Majesty?

"Yeah, it would be fun if they met each other." Caesar nodded: "But I don't think it's fun enough, what do you think?"

He said this while looking Gray in the eyes.

"Your Majesty means?"

"How about we add some spice?" Caesar said, "What if those two people meet each other?"