Chapter 650 Conversation
Generally speaking, at such banquets, Perfect is always the undisputed protagonist. Both the guests and the operation of the entire banquet will revolve around her.

If Perfect was an ordinary noble lady, many people would have invited her to dance by now.

This was one of the essential parts of the banquet, but usually few people would invite Perfect to dance, and she never danced with anyone.

It’s not that she can’t, but she doesn’t like having close contact with any opposite sex.

Even her loyal old housekeeper was very careful in this regard and would not easily have physical contact with Perfectcot.

But at every banquet there are always one or two stubborn ones, or they think they are good enough to make the Northern Earl fall in love with them at first sight, and charm her like he charmed other noble ladies.

However, for Perfect, when this kind of person appeared in front of her, it was like a peacock showing off its gorgeous feathers, but in fact, if she turned him around, she could see his bald butt.

Most of these people are playboys, either the second sons of the family or the heirs of minor noble families.

After all, an heir who is carefully cultivated by a real noble family will know very clearly that it is impossible for him to control his own marriage, let alone have any romantic affairs with a woman of noble status and high status like Perfecto like other noble ladies.

What a joke! If you dare to do such a thing, the Steam Knight will really block your door.

And if Perfect had really had such thoughts, he would have probably already discussed lifelong matters with the other party before being invited to dance at the ball, and the ball was just a formality.

Not only that, the marriages behind them are basically political alliances, not based on any emotional connection.

Another very important point is that the two families should be well matched. Only when the identities of the two families are suitable will there be a possibility of further development.

Otherwise, neither the woman nor the man would agree to a marriage with a huge gap in status.

This meant that after several lessons, no one would invite Perfect to dance at a banquet, even though she was the most dazzling woman in the audience.

Although considering that Perfectcot is only eighteen years old and hasn't even celebrated her eighteenth birthday, all this is actually not a big deal.

Moreover, it is not easy to find a suitable marriage partner who can be considered as a match for Perfectot.

After all, given her status, finding a suitable marriage partner for her is no less difficult than finding a suitable marriage partner for Princess Anne.

If he is not a prince from another country, he must at least be the direct heir of the Duke's family.

As for the others? Sorry, they won't even have the chance to stand in front of Perfecto and ask her to dance.

But today, there was still a fearless man who appeared in front of Perfecto, bowed to her, and extended his hand to invite her: "Respected Earl, may I have the honor to ask you for a dance?" This was a fairly handsome young man, with an upright figure and handsome features. He was wearing a navy major's uniform and looked really attractive.

But Perfect simply looked up at him and refused, "Since you know who I am, why are you asking me to dance?"

"As the protagonist of tonight's dance, a beautiful girl like you, it would be a pity and pitiful if no one invites you to dance, isn't it?" The young man tried to persuade Perfectcot while showing his gentlemanly demeanor as much as possible.

However, Perfect simply leaned back on the sofa, exuding the aura of a northern earl, and said, "Superficial, if you think that not having anyone to dance with you is pitiful, then you'd better get out of my sight right now! I don't want to be an eyesore!"

Faced with Perfectot's fierce momentum, although the young naval lieutenant's face changed obviously, he still maintained his dignity and withstood the pressure from Perfectot.

This made Perfect raise an eyebrow, and then he smiled: "You are quite elegant. I am in a good mood today, so I will give you a chance. You have one minute to think of a reason that can convince me."

Facing Perfectcot's words, the young lieutenant thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I will let down your kindness, Lord Earl. I really can't think of any reason to convince you to accept my invitation.

After all, such socializing doesn't really mean much to you, and none of the guests at this banquet are worthy of your attention.

Even I have to admit that besides feeling sorry for a beautiful girl like you who has no one to invite, I also want to curry favor with you, the honorable Earl of the North, so as to find a good job for myself."

"You are quite knowledgeable, and what you say is true." Perfect made some comments on the young lieutenant in front of him, and then motioned him to sit on another sofa next to him: "Sit down, I won't accept anyone's invitation to dance, but your words and deeds make me think you are a talent, so I want to ask you something."

"Please give your orders, My Lord Earl." The young naval lieutenant saluted to Perfectcot and then sat on a sofa next to her.

His sitting down undoubtedly alarmed others, and everyone was curious about who could receive such courtesy.

Perfect didn't care about the atmosphere that made the young lieutenant commander feel uneasy. He just asked him, "What is the current situation in Beloberg? Are the prices of food sold in the grain stores stable and transparent? Can the people live and work in peace?"

"The current situation in Beloberg is not bad. Even the vast majority of the poor can have enough food and clothing. But as for the nobles..." The young naval lieutenant showed a little helplessness on his face, and then explained: "Although they are the main force for the prosperity of the market, they are not without problems. Especially as the situation gradually stabilizes, they begin to put forward more demands.

Within a reasonable range, this can indeed promote economic development; but once it goes too far, it will become a disaster."

"No, no, no, that's not what I'm asking. What I'm asking is what you think about the economy and people's livelihood of this city, not what you think about the nobles." Perfect waved his hand and repeated the question.

"I think..." the young lieutenant commander expressed his opinion to Perfect.

(End of this chapter)

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