Holy Right: A Multiverse Occultist

Holy Right: A Multiverse Occultist Chapter 464

Roy vigorously rubbed Anastasia's beautiful and smooth silver hair, and said in a mischievous tone.... Hearing his words, Her Royal Highness Imperial Princess Feeling a little more happy, he snorted softly: "...I'm not angry, but it's still the best for my godfather."

"Okay little girl , don't act like a gas bag here, you, it's just... too self-willed! It's already this point, hurry up and have dinner with me."

Roy hugged The Imperial Princess lived in front of her and hugged her off the swing under her exclamation.

"I don't want to go to dinner with Imperial Father and Queen Mother, even if she is a godfather. I won't listen to you."

brat got angry again.

"Okay, then don't go When you eat with them, just go to dinner with me, I happen to have no one to accompany you."

Roy also has a set of coaxing children:.

"hmph, if the godfather is so lonely alone, then Anastasia will have to show kindness and accompany you to dinner."

The little devil raised his little face and snorted proudly, "...Godfather, I want to eat ramen, that is... the kind of ramen from the extreme eastern island country, every time I want to eat Imperial Father refused to let him, and then he lost his temper there like a child."

"Your Imperial Father just lost the war with the Far East Island last year, and you were in front of him. Of course you're angry when you mention that country."

Roy tapped the Imperial Princess's little head, not knowing if she was sincere to get angry with her father, this little devil is real Maybe do this.

"Godfather, go and make me ramen."

"Ramen.. ....I can't do it either."

Roy spread his hands, but after a pause, he turned around and looked towards the priest behind him, who was ... said: "...Yanfeng, you are an islander, you should be able to do it."

"Your Majesty, 5.

Although I roughly know what the ingredients are, but I have no experience in ramen noodles, if you say Mapo Tofu in the ancient country of the East, I can do it very well.”

Father helple with a solemn face like marble ssly said, sure enough, every time I see this...Imperial Princess, I will be bullied.

"It's enough to know the ingredients, don't you know Eight Extremes Fist'? It should be very easy to pull a noodle."

Roy completely ignored the complaints of his subordinates, and just...ordered: "...so you go to Let our Imperial Princess show off her cooking skills!"

"Okay, yes, the godfather treats me the best!"

The Imperial Princess jumped up and down with joy, but the poor priest looked sad.

But the priest seemed to be right when he thought about it. In the Eight Extremes Fist metropolis, it should be quite easy to have a noodle... Amidst the happy laughter and cheerful voices, Roy leads Anastasia to her bedroom.

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Twelfth Chapter My Little Goblin

At 10:10 in the evening, the lights of the summer palace dimmed, and only the guards remained at their posts to protect the safety of the place.

In the palace of Her Royal Highness Imperial Princess, Anastasia is already lying on the bed. The Tsar's family has very strict requirements on living habits. At ten o'clock in the evening, the child must lie in bed and prepare to sleep. If not, it must be done immediately.

To solve the work, the emperor and the queen also have to sleep at night.

The bedroom of Her Royal Highness Imperial Princess is warm and luxurious. Too large, too large a place can easily make people feel frightened at night, the lights on the table flicker faintly, and the flickering will make people sleepy.

Anna Stasia was lying on the bunk wearing white and pink pajamas, a cute nightcap on her head, and a soft silk quilt. Hold tight, bright and intelligent blue eyes, like a gem of glass in this dim night.

Roy sat on the edge of the bed and stretched her outstretched legs Tucked back into the quilt, the little feet of Her Royal Highness the Imperial Princess still have baby fat, and their muscles are like snow, and they are like jade stone in this dim bedroom. There is a faint light.

"Sleep, Anna!"

Roy sat on the edge of the bed, coaxing the bed Her Royal Highness, the Imperial Princess, fell asleep.

An 20 Anastasia pulled the quilt over, covering half of her face, with innocent and lovely eyes. Looking at Roy, he said coquettishly: "...Godfather don't go, okay? I want the godfather to hold me to sleep."

Roy shook the head, tenderly He pulled the hair on the corner of her eyebrows aside, and said softly: "...the godfather has something to do at night, so I can't sleep with Anna."

"Um..."

Although Her Royal Highness Imperial Princess is self-willed, she also knows that when the adults have work to do, they should not be disturbed. She was unhappy, sighing, and said as if she had to find a topic: "...the ramen made by Kotomine at night is still delicious. Next time, let him give me ramen, okay?"

"Okay, let him make ramen for you next time."

Roy agreed with a smile The little girl in front of me.

The ramen made by Kotomine's representative is really good, as expected of someone who has practiced Eight Extremes Fist, the noodles are really stretched Muscular.

But Roy doesn't know why, this noble Imperial Princess actually likes to eat ramen, even in the 21st century, it belongs to the common people's food Let's go.

"Go to sleep, Anna...if your Imperial Father finds out, he'll tell you again."

"But I can't sleep, godfather! Tell me a story, and you're leaving when I fall asleep, or I'll be sad to see the godfather leave first."

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Anastasia hugged Roy's hand and shook it.

"You, just... Let me tell you a story, why don't you want me to leave."

Roy pinched the chubby little face of Her Royal Highness Imperial Princess, he thought about it and said: "...what kind of fairy tales do you want to hear?"

"I don't like to hear fairy tales, I want to hear them."

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"How old are you, just listen to love stories, do you understand?"

"I don't care, Godfather tell me stories, like "" like Romeo and Juliet ."

Imperial Princess's unrepentant Jijiao.

Although Roy is joking, it's okay to arrive With this caution, he said: "...Okay, then I'll tell you a 'Lolita' story today."

"'Lori I don't think I've heard of Ta' what that is."

Anastasia's lovely face showed doubts, but more of it was the excitement of hearing a new story.

“little girl you haven’t heard a lot of stories, but no one has heard this story because it was written by me.”

Roy boasted shamelessly and said that this book should not appear in fifty years.

"Godfather, tell a story quickly Well, I want to listen to the story written by the godfather..."

Anastasia urged again.

"cough cough , then Anna listen up...Lolita, the light of my life, the fire of my lust, my sin, my soul!"

Roy said the famous sentence in an aria-like voice.

"This is a story that happened in Tsarist Russia, When Vladimir Nabokov was a teenager, he fell in love with a young girl who died of typhoid fever... Then he was abandoned by a wealthy widow, and Vladimir fell in love with him. The landlady's daughter, Lolita, called him the goblin... In order to get close to this precocious, rebellious girl, he became the girl's godfather."

The author of this book is of Russian descent, so it happened in the past in Tsarist Russia. Roy even directly changed the author's name to the protagonist's name. He also changed the story a lot, but he changed it. When I looked at Roy, I found that the taste was not right.