Chapter 333: 4. Princess

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The thick, round face of the childish childishness is a little confused and confused. The light blue long hair with a slight curl is a good complement to the innocent and lovely facial features. Even the plain white nun suit that is put on the body is tolerated Into the cute category.
Normally seeing such a cute girl, Parsifal would secretly spit "Roman so cute must be a boy" in Roland's ear, and now he is silent.
It's not that the Tucao who was shocked by the beauty can't do it, it's because the slot is full and I don't know where to start.
The girl's clothes are simple, but they are exquisite high-end handmade products, at least those stitches are not comparable to the cheap goods on the assembly line. Although there are several cocoons on the finger, they are very thin, and the positions are all the knuckles touching the pen shaft.
This pure nun lady's background will not be too bad, and well-educated, only in terms of personality...
What does Li Lin say? natural? Radio waves?
"Miss, just casually chat with strange men... what's the matter?"
At the moment, unlike the previous years, women who touched the palms of their hands without wearing gloves were considered taboo. The humiliation suffered by the woman whose "virginity was defiled" was so worthy of death that she liked shopping. Middle-aged men, women and men are traveling arm in arm on the street, embracing and embracing. Charlieman-style affectionate kisses are already common. If you are lucky enough, you can also pick up clothes by the grass in a park and hear the branches of the grass be crushed The crunchy sound of pressure, the crackling sound of physical impact, and the suspicious moaning...
Over-open. Close to the moral atmosphere of the social atmosphere. Except for some priests, only stubborn priests and nuns are still abiding by the rules and regulations. Criticize social phenomena that they don’t like. This group of religious people can’t wait to send all the guys who do not meet their moral cleanliness to the torture rack. What would they say to this little girl who talks with strange men? Say "There is a traitor among us. Will he stand up soon?"
The play code will never be staged like this.
"Meet for the first time, Miss Diana. Heim."
Tribute's respectful salute, the other two of the trio, Tristan and Parsifal, who understood the identity of the girl, also bent down.
The reaction slowed down a bit, and Roland, who was not familiar with political celebrities, also leaned down. The ferret on his shoulder was motionless and sucked tightly on the comfortable shoulder. The naughty and lazy touch made Roland a little funny.
"It is an honor for my generation to see the sister of Her Royal Highness."
"You have a good attendant, Lord Roland."
Grasp the messenger ferret's neck and hug the little villain who played the role after completing the task. There is a sister in the church second only to the pope. The young nun, who had also worked hard to become a secretary, smiled meaningfully.
Roland lowered his head deeply, a chilling pressure was pressing down from above his head.
The church has its own intelligence agency and intelligence distribution channel, which is slightly different from that of Stasi, but it is not inferior to any country's official spy organization. Through various parades of priests or pilgrims, as well as transnational operations under the cover of charity, the church has mastered many unknown secrets.
Roland has a certain degree of understanding of these things. He also guessed that Ferret was actually entangled by Diana’s instructions, but he did not expect that this seemingly innocent and slightly clumsy nun could accurately point out that Katy was his attendant, and reported his name... ...An unpleasant feeling like being tracked by Stasi instantly entangled from the sole of the foot.
"Please don’t doubt if you are being followed, or who is investigating your past. Your adoptive father is a person with a strong father’s love. Before you applied for the exam, you greeted the college and said that a teenager named Roland will I will take the entrance exam of the National Academy of Magic. The teenager is his adopted son."
Diana is mostly telling the truth, Li Lin is indeed very likely to do this kind of thing, thereby making his campus life more "colorful", but the problem is not Li Lin’s bad taste, this lady now appears What is it for in front of Roland? This issue seems more worthy of attention.
"Miss Diana..."
"Just call Diana, classmate Roland."
"Same...learn?"
"Yes, there is a great chance that my classmates will be here for three years."
"That also requires him to have a real talent to pass the entrance examination. Let me say, can the parents who care for his father's money and relationships pass? I reserve my personal opinion on this."
Hearing the barbed words inserted horizontally, Roland frowned slightly, turning his head to glance at the burgundy cloak, he understood why the interjector said such a mean word, and then quickly knelt down in accordance with the standard action when he met the royal family.
After paying a big gift to Diana, everyone had to pay tribute to the third king's palace. Tristan and Parsifal, unaccustomed to kneeling and unwilling to kneel down to humans, sipped fiercely in their stomachs.
"The academy upholds thorough talentism. The capable remain and the incompetent quit. If you think you can spend money for three years and plate yourself with gold foil—"
Extremely serious, so calm that it is not like a provocative or similar thing, a crisp female voice said one by one:
"I suggest you still go to the so-called schools of V.E company, at least to save some money for the wealthy loan shark vampire."
After falling down the cold advice, the queen girl turned her cape away and left, and Diana shouted, "Wait for me," followed behind her.
"I was resented by her."
Crawling from the ground, Parsifal spoke first.
"I heard that the princess was tough and unappealing. But I didn't expect that she would be so provocative."
Although it is a beautiful embryo, it is obviously a prickly rose. It is not suitable for making friends or pursuing goals.
"The style of not letting others say a word from beginning to end is the so-called royal style? If so, I still hope to marry the peasant girl in the future, no one can bear the temper of the young lady~EbookFREE.me~ Listen, Roland."
Tristan, who had taken the dust off, stepped up, his eyes shining with irrefutable light.
"It is absolutely forbidden to lose to that prince. If you lose to the woman whose head is full of straw, let alone the boy or the adult of Caspar, I will not let you go first."
Roland, who turned back after hearing the words, bent her lips, and the expression on his face became serious.
"of course."
For his own self-esteem and for the reputation of his alma mater, even if vaguely felt someone intervening behind the scene, Roland made up his mind to make the queen girl look at each other.
The other party has already issued a declaration of war, and it is only a polite response to make every effort to win.
He was convinced that he could do this, without any slight doubt or worry. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)