Female Knight and Male Princess

Ruling the Umbrezi Empire is the historic Wecides family. Three hundred years ago, this family with the flame iris as the coat of arms ended the chaotic situation after the war and established a huge empire. Since then, the peace of the empire has continued to the present.

And the saint, as the hero of saving the mainland, became the highest priest of the empire. The first saint Margaret. Leon, married the founding emperor Ferdinand I after the war. It can be said that in Westland, apart from the royal family, the Leon family is the most revered.

Each generation of saints was born in the Leon family, and the girls lived in the temple, dedicated to serving the supreme Moor god. The saint is the spokesperson of the gods coming to the world. Because of the protection of the saint, the West Continent is peaceful and prosperous.

Today's saint Taylor. Wesides, his mother is Margaret of the previous generation. Angela. Leon. Taylor was recognized as a saint by the stone oracle of the temple when he was born. Therefore, Taylor has lived in the temple since he was ten years old.

Taylor's father is the late Istanbul I. The now reigning King Runier I is Taylor's uncle, who inherited the throne after the death of his elder brother. Runier I was still unmarried in his fifty-year-old, with no children under his knees, and Taylor was the only heir of Istanbul I. The princess is both a great saint and the first heir to the throne.

Such a golden identity is simply a living Bai Fumi, and Lan Weiwei, who has become Bai Fumi's guardian knight, feels a lot of pressure.

Good upbringing made the princess gentle, amiable and approachable. The saint enjoys a high reputation among the people, and can be regarded as a model for all unmarried women in the Ambrezi Empire. Taylor has lived in isolation since she was a child and rarely shows her face in front of people, but her every move demonstrates the excellent qualities of a qualified saint.

In the face of such a heroine, Lan Weiwei, who is suspected of supporting a leading actress, has no idea at all, and almost almost worships her.

At Daniel's insistence, Lan Weiwei still swears allegiance to Taylor. In this way, Lan Weiwei is serving Taylor's vassal, and Taylor, as the monarch, has the power to give any orders. Lan Weiwei still feels a little guilty in her heart, what should I do if the father-in-law rushes to the front as cannon fodder.

Taylor seems to have seen through Lan Weiwei's thoughts. When leaving the hall, Taylor comforted Lan Weiwei: "Miss Weiwei, I will not force you to do anything against your will. Even if you are loyal to me, your heart still belongs to yourself. "Her smile looked like a pool of spring water, peaceful and beautiful, with a certainty that people couldn't bear to doubt.

Lan Weiwei felt ashamed: "I am not...I...I will definitely assist you to save the mainland!"

Taylor chuckled, "You are a lovely girl."

Being praised by such a beautiful person, Lan Weiwei couldn't help blushing despite being a woman: "Thank you...that, you are also very cute, no, you are beautiful. Well, I think you are very beautiful." Lan Wei Wei almost wanted to slap herself, don't talk too much if she can't speak. She lowered her head in frustration, Tyler would definitely think that her conversation was unqualified.

"You are too formal." Taylor sighed. "Actually, I really want to express my gratitude to you. But it seems that no matter what you do, I can't repay you. If you want, can we be friends? I am willing to be sincere. Treat you and thank you on behalf of all the people."

"Eh..." Lan Weiwei was flattered, she hurriedly wanted to agree, but she was afraid that she would be too rude.

Taylor smiled and looked at Lan Weiwei, her red eyes were full of intoxicating sincerity.

"I am willing, as long as you don't dislike me! I..."

Taylor reached out to Lan Weiwei: "Then, we are friends, Weiwei."

The hand was slender and white, and the skin was so smooth that there was no trace of lines. Lan Weiwei held it excitedly: "We are friends, Taylor!"

That night, Lan Weiwei was so excited that she couldn't sleep. It's been too long since she got the kindness of strangers. She is lonely. Although she always yells with her friends on the Internet, I can live without a three-dimensional friend! However, the real warmth in reality still attracted Lan Weiwei's timid heart.

She once tried to take the initiative to make friends, but she failed in the end. Lan Weiwei is a good girl, she can tell everyone aloud, but she's a bit stupid, a bit can't speak...

Maybe Taylor was trying to win over her brave from another world, maybe she was just so kind to everyone. In any case, Lan Weiwei is willing to devote her sincerity to maintain this friendship that has just begun.

Heavenly mother, I have made friends.

Lan Weiwei lived in the temple for half a month. Every morning, she went to look for Taylor. Since March, Taylor, as a saint, has prayed for the people of Ambrecht under the idol every morning. When Lan Weiwei found her, besides Daniel, she was standing beside a strange young man.

The man with black hair and green eyes, dressed in black standard clothing, with a long sword hanging from his waist, stands tall and straight on Taylor's left side, like a proud green pine.

Seeing Lan Weiwei approaching, Daniel yawned to her: "Good morning, Miss Weiwei."

"Good morning, Daniel."

Daniel knew that Lan Weiwei had come to Taylor, and explained: "The blessing of the lady of the saint needs to last until noon. You can take a break in the courtyard first."

Taylor still wears a white robe, kneeling at the feet of God Moore, his eyes closed, his expression pious, and he obviously has no foreign objects in his heart.

Lan Weiwei couldn't help admiring Taylor more and more, insisting on kneeling in front of the idol every morning for the whole morning. What a lot of perseverance and perseverance it takes. She nodded, planning to sit in the courtyard, and asked curiously: "Who is the man standing next to Taylor?"

"That's the Chief Attendant of Lady Saint, Orville. Sir Hawke." Daniel laughed. "Speaking of which, Sir, you are still a colleague with Miss Weiwei."

Lan Weiwei couldn't help having a hunch: "He is..."

"He is a swordsman who protects the saint." Daniel looked at the man named Orville, "Like the saint, other brave men are inherited by blood. Except for knights from other worlds, swordsmen, wizards, assassins, and chants The travel poets, corresponding to them, are four families."

Probably after hearing the conversation between Lan Weiwei and Daniel, Orville turned his head and glanced at Lan Weiwei. He is younger than Daniel, probably twenty-six or seventeen. He has a handsome face. When he stands still, he looks like an exquisitely carved statue with coldness. Could it be someone who is not easy to get along with? Lan Weiwei couldn't help feeling uneasy.

After a long time, Taylor finished praying and walked to the courtyard with a smile, and Orville was naturally by his side. I don't know why, Lan Weiwei, who has always been cautious in front of strangers, is open to Taylor. She was a little excited to talk to Taylor about the various experiences of the modern earth, and then listened to Taylor talk about some basic conditions of the West Continent.

The seemingly cold-faced Orville was actually very talkative. He smiled while listening to Tyler and Lan Weiwei chatting, and occasionally said a few words of his own opinion. Turns out to be a gentle and handsome guy, Lan Weiwei is almost bubbling with happiness.

Taylor, Daniel, Orville, everyone I met was so kind. Heavenly mother, am I going to get rid of the tragic ending of dying alone in front of the computer?

The remaining wizards, assassins, and bards who have not yet met must be very good people.

It was noon, and the servant informed that lunch was ready, and Taylor took Lan Weiwei to the restaurant for dinner. The clergy do not pay attention to appetite, and the daily meals in the temple are white bread and barley tea. The ones placed in front of the others remained the same, but the table in front of Lan Weiwei was full of delicacies.

"I think you didn't seem to be used to eating before. I don't know what you like to eat, so I told the kitchen to cook more." Taylor explained with a smile, "Try it, it doesn't suit your taste."

Lan Weiwei was so moved that she was about to cry. She sucked her nose abruptly and couldn't care how indecent this action was: "Taylor, you are so kind to me..."

Taylor's smile was soft and watery: "We are friends."

After eating this mixed meal, Taylor still ordered Lan Weiwei to take a nap. Lan Weiwei was lying on the bed, Taylor's gentle smile turned over and over in her mind.

Heavenly mother, I almost fall in love with her.

Lan Weiwei tossed and turned for a long while, feeling that she couldn't just give up Taylor's love in vain. Friendship requires two people to maintain each other, and only Taylor pays unilaterally, Lan Weiwei can't do this kind of thing. She decided to ask Daniel about what Taylor likes. No, this kind of hobby should be asked to Orville. He is Taylor's chief attendant, and he must know.

Following the direction pointed by the servant, we found Orville’s room. Lan Weiwei knocked on the door: "Orville, are you there? I’m Lan Weiwei, and I want to ask you something." The room is silent, not right. Ah, the little girl who gave the way said she saw Orville enter the room. Lan Weiwei tried to push the door, but actually pushed it open. The carved wooden door creaked slightly, and slowly moved a gap. Lan Weiwei felt a little embarrassed, but since the doors were all opened, she simply walked in.

Orville's room was large, and the living room was empty, except for the ticking sound of the grandfather clock. Lan Weiwei walked along the corridor, and the rooms on both sides were locked, and Orville was probably not there.

Where did you go? Lan Weiwei could not help muttering silently. At this moment, a faint voice came from the room at the end of the corridor, as if it was Orville.

It turned out that there, Lan Weiwei walked over in three steps and two steps, and pushed the door open: "Orville, I have something to look for you..."

Unfinished words stuck in his throat, and the girl in front of her was naked, showing her white and flat chest. breast. Lan Weiwei's stiff eyes stopped at the two red babies on Taylor's chest, where there was no ups and downs that women should have.

"Oh, I was not careful." Tyler tilted his head, "Vivi, can you please forget what you saw just now? We are friends, okay?"

"His Royal Highness, she has already seen it, so don't hide it anymore." Orville's slightly helpless voice came from behind Tyler.

Lan Weiwei swallowed hard: "You...you...are you a man?"

Tyler's smiling face quickly collapsed, and he snorted, "Didn't you see it?"

"Are you a man?!" Lan Weiwei was rolling up the stormy sea in her heart.

Tyler wore the clothes in his hand for a good time. At this time, the gentle breath lingering around him disappeared, and replaced by a kind of high coldness.

Orville didn't know whether he was comforting Lan Weiwei or adding fuel to the fire: "Miss Weiwei, don't be too alarmed. There is no big difference between the prince and the princess. We just need to serve the lord wholeheartedly."

"You are a man!"

Taylor dressed slowly, then tidyed up his slightly tousled hair. At this moment, the gentle and holy saint returned, and he smiled sincerely: "Yes, I am a man."

Immediately, the smile disappeared, Taylor's eyebrows raised slightly, and the clear man's voice faintly sounded, "If you dare to say it, you will be dead."