The daughter of the Marquis of NARTH, trishan NARTH, and her personal escort. NARTH''s men are close to Manda''s followers. Cherdan is a late partner. She is far behind some senior generals, and can''t compare with Manda''s family.


    In this matter, cheerdan did have some disagreements in his heart, and he often found something on these old people.


    But today he found the wrong person. The poet usually has nothing to contend with the world, but if he wants to make things difficult, the poet will never suffer such a loss.


    "Athena''s believer, you are so wise. What do you think should be done?" the poet looked at cheerdan obliquely. "Should you give nals my head and verlock''s head?"


    "I didn''t mean that," he said. "I''m trying to make a reasonable explanation for the Marquis Ayre. We have caught the wrong person. The Marquis of elmor has mediated. We have made some compensation to calm things down, so that we will not offend the Marquis of nalse or damage the faces of the adults."


    The poet didn''t speak any more. Cherdan''s original intention was to solve the problem.


    The crowd looked at Manda and waited for his reply, but they saw that Manda was a little distracted. It seemed that they hadn''t heard what they said just now.


    After waiting for a long time, Manda suddenly raised her head and took a deep breath: "she''s really beautiful!"


    It was guessed by everyone. Manda really didn''t listen. She didn''t listen to a word.


    And the poet had a very bad hunch that Manda might have a crush on the Marquis''s daughter.


    It''s no wonder that Tristan is really beautiful, and her temperament is not comparable to that of a lion woman.


    "My Lord," whispered the poet, "I''m afraid this is not the time to think about such a thing."


    Cheerdan didn''t think so: "Sir, I think it''s time for us to resolve this misunderstanding through marriage. In your capacity, you also have the qualification to marry the Marquis!"


    "You''re right, it''s time!" Manda nodded hard. "I can''t wait to take her to my room tonight."


    Everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, Manda was in such a hurry. Cheerdan dissuaded: "Sir, the marriage between nobles has a complex process. If you do so, you will offend the Marquis of NARS."


    "I''ve offended him, so what?" Manda smiled. "Do you think I''m afraid of him?"


    Cherdan was speechless, but the poet smiled.


    After following Manda for so many years, his temperament remains unchanged.


    "Your Excellency is right," the poet agreed with Manda. "If you can successfully conquer the young lady, this marriage is inevitable."


    "It''s really difficult to conquer her," said Manda with a hint of gloom on her face. "In short, bring her first."


    That night, verlock took a team of soldiers to the dungeon. After entering the cage, he saluted and said, "our Lord, please go to his bedroom and discuss the alliance together."


    Tristan stepped back two steps and stood in the corner.


    Roma raised her fist and stood in front of Tristan.


    Although they were young, they were not little girls anymore. It was conceivable that they asked cuitisan to go to the bedroom late at night.


    "Munchke has come back?" Tristan gritted her teeth. "What does he want to do to me?"


    Roma stared at the people with blood red eyes. She was ready to die in battle. The only thing she could do now was to die for cuitisan.


    But cuitisan pushed Roma aside. She knew it was meaningless, and she didn''t want Roma to die in vain.


    "I''ll go with you. I''m going to see munchke. I want to see what this animal looks like! I''ll let everyone remember what he did today. As long as I can leave here alive, I''ll crush him..."


    Tristan''s voice grew louder and louder because she found something wrong.


    Verlock did not lay a hand on her, but wrapped the chain around Roma.


    Roma tried to struggle, but heard verlock threaten, "if you don''t obey your adult''s orders, your adult can''t guarantee Miss NARS''s safety."


    What do you mean? Tristan was at a loss, and Roma was at a loss.


    When verlock was about to take Roma out of the cage, Tristan couldn''t help asking, "your Lord, do you want her?"


    Verlock looked up at Roma, nodded to Tristan and said, "yes, that''s her."


    Tristan''s eyes twitched and asked, "are you sure it''s her?"


    Verlock said, "our Lord specially asked him to have a woman taller than me."


    Verlock''s height is more than six feet (more than one meter eight), and Roma''s height is close to seven feet (about two meters). Among these people, only Roma is taller than verlock.


    Yes, it''s Roma that Manda likes.