Chapter 420: 8. The Knight of Albion (11)

The teenager sat at the dining table with a stern expression.
Not only was the back straight, but his face was tight.
The military position of San Fu Tian, ​​armed cross-country, raised the assault rifle with three bricks hanging and aimed at a target 100 meters away, dodge the accelerating bladed wings-adding a piece does not seem to be nervous now.
As a result of being too nervous, the old problem of stomach pain seems to vaguely appear again, and the cold sweat on the forehead scratched the cheek.
Roland will be nervous to this point, the reason is face-to-face, the young girl of fine tea.
Her Royal Highness Minerva, the third king of the Charlemagne Kingdom, is also wearing today's iconic burgundy cloak, small face, white crystal-like crystal skin, jade-colored eyes showing a strong will, a straight and straight nose, and a moist and shiny cherry Lips-A thorough interpretation of what a beautiful girl is "Wang Jiazi". She enters the boys' room bravely, enjoys the afternoon tea with Roland, and pushes Roland to the bed...there is a ghost! ! !
Not to mention the two canned iron cans behind the queen girl. The three guards wearing a black suit, red tie, and sunglasses are enough to make your stomach hurt. Which is the tea party, is it the underworld conference?! I did not put up the signs of "Killer's Life" and "Church of Excellence". Looking for a bald eagle sauce, Mao Xiong sauce, Niu Niu, Rooster and other friends to stand on the street, I'm really sorry for the audience!
Of course, the most sorry thing is to take off your pants, and the gentlemen who saw this...
Drinking tea with beautiful women should have been a pleasing thing, but in this strange atmosphere, you can only enjoy tension and boredom.
After putting the tea cup down and silent for a quarter of an hour, the girl made a color. After the human cans bent over to salute, they exited the room together with the trio who accepted Roland's nod.
Minerva's slightly squeezed gaze glanced out of the window, and there was a start that Roland could not react to.
"... First, I hate you the most."
I haven't waited for Roland to comprehend and understand. Minerva went on to say:
"Thin, lascivious, weak, flirtatious, supporting underage girls, wearing women's clothing, and encountering beautiful big breasted women..."
Hello, is this a door-to-door problem? Let’s not talk about who is wearing the women’s clothing, other accusations are completely beyond the scope of
obnoxious
, it is simply a pervert of the world?
"I'm so sorry to be alive."
It's so good to feel alive from my heart, and I have to use Tucao to congratulate me.
"The most important thing is that you are still a rude person."
"rude……"
The standard deviation in this different environment is really impossible to vomit.
Although Alfheim, a pervasive culture of capitalism, has such a great presence as a "ruling officer", that guy is very easygoing outside the military. When you go out and don't engage in ceremonial ceremonies, senior officials, dignitaries, or traffickers meet Li Lin on the street, and you can greet and comment at will. Growing up in a place where there was no royal concept of authority at all, Roland would certainly not be in awe of Charlemagne's royal family, let alone kneel down on the sight of a royal member, and do things like Shunmin etiquette.
In terms of a social standard of a feudal reactionary system that transitioned to militarism. Roland is a disrespectful rude person.
If I were to sing the song that the guy taught me to sing, "I never had a savior, nor did I rely on fairies and emperors", I don't know how she would react...
The teenager endured the stomachache and suppressed the idea, and missed a cannon, which was a great opportunity for Charlemagne.
"Just sitting at the same table and drinking tea makes me feel unbearable and will lower the social evaluation of me."
patience! patience! patience! Even if you can't bear it, you have to bear it!
"But even if you are as inferior as cockroaches, you are as perverted as flies. There are several advantages."
After all, it's not harmful, but... it still sounds very uncomfortable.
"A few days ago, Brother Wang's affairs... Thank you very much."
After a bit of tweaking, the girl murmured like a mosquito. If the room's soundproofing is adequate, Roland's hearing is good enough. The kind of sound that is not much louder than the breath, God knows who can hear it.
From the standpoint of the queen girl. This is really a rare thanks.
"No, it's nothing..."
"Another advantage!"
Raising the decibel to cut off Roland's response, I saw Minerva holding the table with both hands and stood up with an astonishing momentum that almost overturned the table and said:
"Although you are reluctant to admit it! But you are the top newcomer in the freshman!"
"and so……?"
The bad feeling became clearer, and Roland could almost already infer what Minerva had come to find him.
"You will participate in the match against Albion as one of the representatives of the National Academy of Magic!"
The petite face glowed with excitement, and the jade-colored eye pupils did not lose their senses. At the same time, he has a different kind of enthusiasm, and his tone becomes as hard as a soldier. Under the sunlight filtered through the tulle curtains, the hazy outline overflows with a sacred atmosphere.
No consent required. There is no room for negotiation, just a unilateral requirement "it must be done."
That is, the queen girl's order to the people.
Yeah... She is the Queen Mother and a Highness...
Once the accelerated heartbeat eased, the trouble disappeared from the purple eyes, and after a slight sigh, Roland responded:
"Please allow me to reject this invitation flatly."
"..."
I couldn't understand what I heard. Minerva blinked unclearly. After a while, I came back to God and asked:
"what did you say?"
There was still some awe-inspiring expression on the stiff face, but the cracked expression could not be restored to its original state, but it was even more embarrassing.
For the first time, it was rejected by people of the same age who were neither royal nor aristocratic. The immature royal girl could not get rid of the shock for a while.
"Your Highness, I have no interest in contests that provoke war."
Without the excuses of ordinary people and insufficient class, Roland bluntly expressed his thoughts~EbookFREE.me~ No matter which side wins, this game will become the fuse of a new round of disputes. Contrary to personal honor to detonate a giant bullet, on the contrary, it is planning to prevent others from doing so.
Minerva didn't know anything about this. She just stared at Roland with the expression of "Why Resist Me". As the shock faded away, the fermented sense of humiliation eroded the girl's heart a little bit.
"No bones!"
Glancing at the teenager who gave him a cold look, Minerva shrugged off and left without looking back. The door was violently opened and returned to his place in the loud bang.
Feeling more and more anxious and anxious in his body, Roland stood at the window, silently watching the back of the girl leaving. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommendation and monthly pass. Mobile phone users please read
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