The riders all turned to look at this young man, who sighed and glanced around, appearing somewhat preoccupied.
Fang Hong looked at this extraordinarily handsome young man and couldn't help but glance back at Hilveld. However, Miss Ship's Officer seemed to be pondering previous matters, paying no notice to the people passing in front of them.
A moment later, she noticed Fang Hong's gaze and lifted her head, her sea-like eyes looking at him with a bit of amusement, "What are you looking at, Lord Captain?"
"Nothing, nothing..."
Hilveld showed a knowing look, raised her brows slightly but smiled gently, not exposing him.
The knights slowly made their way to the center of the square, where there was originally a platform. Upon reaching not far from the stage, the Duke dismounted, and the others followed suit, stepping forward on foot. The knights' dark long cloaks dragged across the snow, standing out distinctly.
