The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

"Do you know?" Sai Xiliu looked at this moon-white summer dress that could be recognized as a high-end goods at a glance, and it radiated all over me like a rich person. Gao Shuaifu couldn't help but ask Landing Hope.

"No, I don't know. He must be the wrong person." Lu Xi said without hesitation.

"How could you admit it wrong, my friend Lucy, but we have a deep and sincere fighting friendship, a close friend of steely bondage!" The blond man said aloud, and sat down next to Lu Xi without any care.

"Actually, my name is Lu Fei, I am Lu Xi ’s twin brother, and the one-piece **** is destined. My brother was trampled to death by a wild Altman a year ago. So, you really Accepted the wrong person. But when he was dying, he said that even if it was turned into ash, he would not let go of Olivier who owed the last payment of 100 gold coins ... Do you know this Olivier? "

"Oh huh, huh, well deserved to be my best friend, the joke is still so unpredictable." The blond man laughed twice, and his attention quickly shifted to the two girls in the same seat. He didn't hide the surprise and appreciation in his eyes at all, he pouted: "Hey, hello, two beautiful girls, my name is Olivier Langheim, a wandering poet who guards love and peace. What is your name? "

Sai Xili smiled very reluctantly, the cold hair counted down, as if a kitten with blown hair, and Olivier's expression was full of vigilance. Lime looked at the other party with her head tilted. After half a second, her attention returned to the small pastry on the plate. She was still entangled in whether to eat or not.

It was the girl who was lying on the table eating a big cake and raised her head. There was still a little cake residue on her face, and she looked at Olivier with a puzzled look, and then said in a serious tone: "Olivier, when did you have this surname?"

As soon as this word came out, Sai Xiliu's alertness became more obvious; Lim looked at the other side in doubt; Lu Xi shrugged, apparently knowing that it was a pseudonym.

"Alas, how can my sister be so cute?" Olivier murmured and looked up at the sky, silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Well, in fact, my household registration is indeed not called by this name, but as a wandering artist , Something like stage name must be needed ... "

"So that Olivier Langheim is also a stage name?" Lu Xi asked with a sneer.

"Speaking of stage name is also a bit reluctant, I still hope to have a more shining," Olivier scratched his head in annoyance, "For example, the flashing Ollie, the love warrior Ollie, the peace guardian Ol Lee and the like ... "

A disgusted expression had already appeared on Sai Xiliu's face, Lime once again focused on the pastry, and Lu Xi sighed helplessly, looking at the blonde girl who walked with Olivier: "That Is it your sister? "

"Yeah, my sister is the cutest sister in the world. Altria, this is my best friend Lucy, remember what I mentioned to you, come and sit together."

"You just said that my sister is so cute ..."

Lu Xi was still talking in a whisper. The blond girl known as Altria had walked over her plate and sat next to Olivier, who was suspected to be her brother, and seemed very neat.

"Hello, Miss Lucy, my name is Altria Pangangda Nord Janor. The brother of the unshakable has filled you a lot of trouble, please be sure to accept my apology." Altria used The meticulous expression and tone of gratitude thanked Lu Xi, and the almost mechanical etiquette suddenly made Lu Xi nervous.

"You are so polite, as long as he pays back the money he owes, then there is no question of who is in trouble ... Who is the lady, then, what does this blonde stupid say about me?"

Lu Xi was about to vomit, but Sai Xili on the side suddenly realized the full name reported by the other party, "Wait ... Nod Janor, are you the Princess of Virginia?"

Compared with Lu Xi, a salary thief who eats and waits for death, Sai Xiliu, who works diligently for the dream of a diplomat, naturally has much more foreign affairs knowledge. In her knowledge, "Janor" is the surname of the royal family of the Northern Virginia Empire, and only the royal lineage is eligible to be crowned with the name "Nord" in front of the surname, in honor of the Vaegirs. The ancient ancestors "Netherlands Citizens" Nord tribe.

Altolia nodded and admitted: "Well, my father is indeed Emperor Virginia."

Sai Xiliu's eyes suddenly lighted up: "Princess, this is the first time I saw a real princess! Hmm ... why do I always feel a little lack of reality?"

There was a hint of flushing on Altria ’s face, and then in a solemn tone: "But before Queen Virginia, I was first a knight. Of course, I also hope that others will treat me as an ordinary Knights come to socialize. "

Even if you say so, who would really do this? Lu Xi vomited in his heart while silently taking a photo with exploration.

Name: Altoria Pangangda Nord Nordor. Race: Virginian. Age: 19.

Occupation: Nord Royal Knight (level 45), Nord heavy swordsman (level 23). skill:? ? ? . Attributes:? ? ? . Comprehensive strength: Gold rank 4.

Well, it is another soft girl of the golden saint fighter level ... Lu Xi is completely desperate for this world where Bai Fumei is about to go against the sky. Of course, from the appearance, this retro-looking Bai Fumei is just an ordinary soft food girl. She is looking at Lime and the pastries in the other party's tray with her eyes.

"This ... Can I eat it?" Altria said in a hopeful voice.

"Huh?" Lim looked up at this strange face in doubt.

"That, I think you have been hesitating for a long time, maybe you don't want to eat ... So, can you give it to me?"

Leaving aside the interaction between the natural foodie and San Wu, Lu Xi tilted his head, looked at Olivier with the corner of his eye, and sighed for a long time: "So, you guys are princes? Although I already knew Your identity is not simple, but you did n’t expect such an exaggeration. "

"Oh, my life is decided by the gods, but the future is decided by myself." Olivier waved his hand: "My main business is still the wandering guardian of love and peace, and the side business is the prince of Virginia. Wait, according to common sense, my sister said that she is a princess. Your first reaction should be to make a panic call, is this more in line with common sense? Why is it so simple to accept?"

"If you say you are a prince, I definitely don't believe it." Lu Xi pointed to Altria: "But if you look at this girl's paper, it's a natural stupid thing. Where can I lie?"

"What is my image in your mind?"

"... However, Virginia has a prince like you, does it really matter?"

"Hey, why do people always say that? It's rude to have wood?" Olivier said helplessly.

"It doesn't matter." Altoria said suddenly.

Girl, look at what you said ... It's a perfect perfection, don't you see your brother's face is green?

Artoria continued to be serious: "On top of us, Brother Marcos and Brother Enleco are all perfect knights and leaders, no matter how disconnected Olivier is, how unreliable it is. There will be no inheritance issues in Gia. So it does not matter. "

Sure enough, is this the sharpest vomiting in the world still natural and cute?

Lu Xi looked at Olivier, who was almost weathered. The deep sympathy disappeared within half a second.

"So, do you, the Vaegirs, come to the city of brilliance, also to celebrate the birthday of the Sun King?" Lu Xi asked.

"This is a necessary diplomatic ritual." Olivier said: "Emperor Guyius is after all the oldest and longest reigning emperor in the contemporary era, and the Oakland Empire is also the well-deserved first great power. He is 80 years old. If there were no representatives of the Royal Family of Virginia at the birthday, the nations would think we were rude. "

Lu Xi couldn't help but smile: "No matter how much curse is in the stomach of people who die early and be born too early, the face is still to congratulate His Majesty the Emperor, Longevity and Boundary. You are really hard enough."

"This is politics!" Olivier also sneered. "Because of this, the eldest brother and the second brother are not willing to come, so the father had to kick me over."

"You are the most suitable. Flattering is the strength of you performers." Lu Xidao said: "Besides, if it wasn't for others to beat you up badly, you certainly wouldn't be so clever with your Virginians. . "

As soon as this remark came out, Olivier still had a heartless smile, but Altria ’s face suddenly turned red, which was ashamed, and then another blue, that was depressed, and finally red again, which was angry .

The Battle of the Barge Plateau, which occurred 45 years ago, was the greatest shame in the 600 years since the founding of the Viggiano Nord ~ ​​www.novelmtl.com ~ Originally thought that the Holy Spring of Oakland had begun to decline. The Emperor of Asia, known as the "overlord" Steemson I, led 300,000 Nord brothers and nearly one million orcs who had just been surrendered to the south. (Of course, most of them are cannon fodder like goblin kobolds) The seriousness is the spirit of throwing the whip off, the unifying spirit of the country.

It was the father of the current Auckland prime minister dwarf Tyrion, the Patriarch of Lancaster, who was famous for his arrogance and arrogance, the Duke of Taiwen, the golden lion. Hearing the number of millions, he couldn’t help but change. .

　　 At that time, the Sun King Guyus was only a young man in his early 30s, and he had just flattened the princes who were tempted in the country.

It was in this unfavorable situation that the Sun King and the Queen Esteel resolutely led their troops to the north. After several years of fierce battles and a series of united companies, they finally achieved a decisive battle in the final battle of the Balg Plateau. victory. Steemson I, who lost half of his army, had to make the oath that "Your Majesty Van Gaius was on one day, Virginia would never go south." Subsequently, the aspiring overlord died of vomiting blood on the way back to the capital, and the orc who had just surrendered once again declared "independence". Forty-five years later, he was still fighting with the Vaegirs.

"If you lose, you lose." Altoriya said in a straight voice: "But we will not lose like this all the time. Well, the knights of the Empire will definitely wash their shame on the battlefield, and my dream is Be part of them, and die side by side with them. "

Well, it's really a keen fan's **** aspiration! But is it really okay to make such a murderous oath in the capital of the enemy country? Didn't you see your brother's face purple?