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nWhen Joelson heard the dean’s words, her face turned red and she didn’t know what to say.

nDayshannon’s heart was also beating very fast.

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nFrom the moment she stepped onto the stage, she had been looking for Joelson in the crowd. Because of this, she had almost stepped on the hem of her skirt and fell down.

nShe immediately saw Joelson in the crowd.

nThe admiration in his eyes made her heart feel as sweet as honey.

nIf she ran over to him and said, “Vice President!”

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nWould he be shocked?!

nA trace of redness appeared on Dayshannon’s face, and her eyes were filled with joy and shyness.

nCharles III looked at Dayshannon lovingly. He waited for the exclamations and praises to slowly stop.

nHe announced the official commencement of the medal ceremony.

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nUnder everyone’s enthusiastic gaze, Joelson walked onto the stage. The distance between him and Dayshannon was less than three meters.

n“In the name of the Emperor of the Alcott Empire, I will honor the Purple Thorn Flower family…”

nCharles III’s hand gently rested on Joelson’s left shoulder. His voice was gentle, but his expression was extremely solemn.

nJoelson lowered his head slightly.

nThere was no need to kneel.

nNo one could make a noble mage kneel, not even the Emperor.

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n“Grant Joelson Edward the title of Earl for life.”

nThe ceremony was completed.

nJoelson gave a standard aristocratic salute to Charles III.

nWhen he raised his head, he was surprised to find Princess Dayshannon staring at him, as if…

nShe was even happier than he looked.

nThe nobles congratulated Joelson one after another, and Harriet Terrence revealed a satisfied smile on his face.

nJoelson’s father, the Viscount title of Baron Morgan, would be delivered to the baron by the imperial waiter within a month.

nJoelson could almost imagine his father’s excited and ecstatic expression, and could not help but laugh.

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nThen the dinner party officially began.

nThe nobles of the capital gathered together to chat, laugh, and drink.

nThe wonderful sound of the harp rang out in the banquet hall.

nCharles III invited his daughter, Dayshannon, to the first dance amidst cheers, which won waves of cheers and applause.

nThen the nobles pulled their female partners into the dance floor and began to dance.

nA grand and luxurious banquet officially began.

nJoelson and Morton stood in a corner, both of them holding a glass of wine in their hands.

nIt was made from raspberries and grapes, and had a slightly sour taste. Joelson felt that it was not bad.

nA girl with light golden hair and long eyebrows shyly walked in front of Joelson and carefully said, “Edward, can I invite you to dance with me?”

nJoelson gave an apologetic smile and lightly said, “I’m sorry, but I don’t know how to dance.”

nThe girl showed a disappointed look and left with disappointment.

n“Joelson, you’ve gone too far!”

nMorton looked at her with jealousy and said bitterly, “This is the thirteenth one tonight, right? Are you going to break the hearts of all the noble girls here?!”

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nJoelson glanced at him and said, “Then, what about you?”

n“I want to.” Morton sighed helplessly and said, “But no one will like me standing next to you!”

n“You can try taking the initiative.” Joelson encouraged him.

nMorton hesitated for a while and made up his mind to clench his teeth and say, “Okay! I’ll try!”

nHe then added, “Your Highness Dayshannon, I’m going to let you down!”

nThis left Joelson at a loss for words.

nSuddenly, Morton’s mouth grew wide as if he had seen something unbelievable.

n“She… she seems to be walking towards us!”

n“Who is it?”

n“Princess… Princess Dayshannon!”

nMorton began to stutter.

nJoelson followed his gaze and looked over.

nAs expected, the amethyst-like beautiful and noble girl was walking towards them step by step.

nJust like Joelson, Dayshannon had also rejected many of the youths who had invited her to dance.

nOne of them was poor Francis.

nMany people in the banquet hall were paying attention to Princess Dayshannon. When she began to move, the entire banquet hall fell into a strange silence.

nEveryone watched quietly as the pearl of their empire slowly walked towards…

nAn ordinary-looking fatty who was even a little wretched?!

nMorton was completely excited. He was extremely excited and his body was trembling slightly.

n“Princess… Princess Dayshannon is doing this for me?”

nMorton was almost speechless. He was hit by this huge surprise. His mind was not clear and he felt dizzy.

nPrincess Dayshannon, the pearl of the Empire, was walking toward him.

nThe God of Magic!

nIs this true?

nAm I Dreaming?

nPrincess Dayshannon finally approached him.

nAnd then.

nShe easily bypassed Morton.

nShe came in front of Joelson and said with a smile, “Can I. . . Can I invite you to dance with me?”

nEveryone in the banquet hall was stunned.

nMorton’s mouth was wide open, unable to speak. His body was completely stiff, as if he had been petrified by magic.

nJoelson was also stunned. His face was full of disbelief.

nPrincess Dayshannon had invited him to dance?!

nHer Highness Princess Dayshannon had actually taken the initiative to invite Joelson to dance with her?!

nThe entire banquet hall was in an uproar!

nIf his gaze had any lethality, the current Joelson would probably have been killed a thousand times by the gazes of all the young nobles present!

nEspecially Francis.

nHe clenched his teeth tightly.

nHis strength and talent could not compare to Joelson. Even the girls he liked liked liked him very much.

nHe was deeply shocked.

nThe young nobles were not any better. Their faces were full of disappointment.

nUnder the brilliance of Princess Dayshannon, their beauty was as dim as an ugly duckling.

nEveryone looked at Joelson.

nTo be able to get the favor of Princess Dayshannon was really enviable.

nJoelson was silent for a moment, and finally said helplessly, “I really don’t know how to dance, Your Highness.”

nThe crowd was in an uproar again!

nEveryone looked at Joelson in disbelief!

nThis was simply more unbelievable than Princess Dayshannon taking the initiative to ask Joelson to dance!

nHe actually refused Princess Dayshannon’s invitation?!

nFrancis clenched his fists in anger.

nThis was too arrogant!

nFrancis wanted to rush up and duel with Joelson immediately!

nEven if he was not a match for Joelson, he would use everything he had to defend Princess Dayshannon’s nobility and dignity.

nMorton was completely dumbfounded.

nHis jaw was dislocated, and instead of closing, it grew even bigger.

nWas Joelson crazy?!

nDidn’t he know how lucky he was to be invited by the Princess?!

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