As the protagonist of today's banquet, the future great Luther, Pompey, the current Master Luther, is a little upset.

It’s because of the banquet tonight.

Luther was a little resistant to this banquet.

This world is a good world, especially for a noble, and a real noble in the future with actual heirs.

Luther knew that his future would be very bright. If he became a noble, countless beautiful women would throw themselves at him.

As a man, there is nothing against this.

Although in this world, nobles are not prohibited from having mistresses, it is said that the current king has no less than ten mistresses.

But if he married a wife, Luther would still feel a little uncomfortable if he flirted with his mistress.

All in all, Luther was very opposed to marrying a wife right now.

Inside the room, little Maya was meticulously dressing Luther in formal clothes, a set of Prussian aristocratic-style clothes, and riding boots that highlighted his knightly status.

Luther is very handsome, with short golden hair, and he dresses up beautifully.

But Luther pouted and said with a look of rejection: "Little Maya, I'm only sixteen years old. Dad is arranging a wife for me. Isn't this destroying the seedlings?"

During this year, Luther had the most frequent contact with little Maya. After all, they were the relationship between a young master and his personal maid.

So little Maya was very accustomed to the new words that came out of Luther's mouth.

Little Maya curled her lips, glared at Luther and said, "Marrying a noble lady and giving birth to a child with the blood of the Pompeii family is your responsibility as the next heir of the Pompeii family. What's the point of talking about young children? My brother got married at the age of fifteen and had a son at the age of sixteen. Young master, you are not young at sixteen."

"It turns out that I'm old." Luther couldn't help but touch his face and sighed.

Little Maya rolled her eyes. Is there anyone in the world who says he is old at the age of sixteen? This young master might be the first one.

"Okay. Be careful not to get strange stains on your clothes. These clothes are very difficult to wash." Little Maya was tiptoeing to tidy up Luther's clothes because she was shorter than Luther. Now that she was done, she looked up and was quite satisfied, but soon turned into worry, and she couldn't help but warn.

"Oh, my little housekeeper." Luther smiled exaggeratedly.

This personal maid is really a bit shrewish, and has no sense of being a maid at all.

But Luther didn't feel offended, instead he felt happy. Little Maya is a happy person.

Little Maya rolled her eyes and tried to tiptoe to pull Luther's ears, but she couldn't reach it, so she had no choice but to give up.

"Go now."

Little Maya said as she pushed Luther.

"Oh." Luther shrugged and walked out of the room. Then he took the stairs and went directly to the hall from the second floor.

As Luther came on stage, the hall suddenly fell silent. Then, his uncle Lipton, Soran, let out an exaggerated cry.

"Hey, look who's here. The heir of our great Pompeii family, Luther Pompeii."

Then the orchestra also began to play music. The guests all looked at Luther with a smile, and the girls' eyes were shining, as if they wanted to swallow Luther.

Luther walked down and looked up at Lipton and Soren. Knight Soren was looking expectant. Luther could only roll his eyes, hugged Lipton and Soren, and kissed his uncle's cheek.

"Hi, Uncle Lipton."

"Hi, little Luther."

The two of them stayed together for a while, and then separated. The main reason was that Luther couldn't stand it. This uncle looked very aggressive, with a scary hooked nose, but he was actually a good man and very emotional.

I can't stand it.

Finally, Luther hugged his father, Old Saul.

"Luther, you are the protagonist today. Choose a girl to dance with." Lipton, Soran made an exaggerated voice.

Luther looked up, it was too dazzling.

There were twenty or thirty girls standing in front of me, the youngest was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and the oldest was no more than eighteen years old. They were all very outstanding girls.

That's the only way Luther could describe it.

Because it is too dazzling and too colorful.

There are girls of all kinds, forming a big forest.

The girls also showed their anticipation. Except for a very small number of noble girls who came to the banquet because of their parents' orders, all the girls present came for Luther himself.

This is the future leader of the Pompeii family, Knight, Luther, Master Pompeii.

A genuine aristocrat.

Luther finally chose a brown-haired girl with excellent looks and a slightly plump but not exaggerated figure.

"Miss, would you please dance with me?" Luther walked up to her like a gentleman, bowed and made an invitation gesture.

The girl looked at Luther shyly, but quickly stretched out her hand and held Luther's hand. Amid the envious and jealous eyes of many other girls, she began to dance to the accompaniment of the band.

The other girls were jealous, but they didn't give up.

Because there is an example. At such a banquet, the male protagonist chose a young girl to dance with, which proved that the first impression was very good.

Extra points.

But the banquet that follows is very long. Whether she can get promoted to become Luther, the official girlfriend of Master Pompeii, or even the future mistress of the Pompeii family, depends on her own means.

The girls put all their efforts into seducing Luther.

But the girls were disappointed after all, because after Luther danced with the brown-haired girl, he politely asked the girl's name.

Then he left the girl and the other girls behind and headed for the boys' group.

cut.

I don't want to get married so early, you guys go do what you need to do. I'll go first. Luther came to the boys' group with a friendly smile.

And he greeted a fat man cordially: "Hi, cousin Newton."

This is a fat man, a fat teenager to be exact. But he is not really fat, just a little bit fat, but more of a strong man.

It's just a round face, very plump. When many people see this face, the first thing they think of is to pinch it to see how it feels.

This is Newton, Solon.

The good old man Lipton, the son of Sauron, the future heir of the Sauron family, and the Knight of Sauron.

Luther's cousin.

According to my memory, Luther had a good relationship with his cousin.

(End of this chapter)