The Holy Right of a Comic

Roy could sense the stiffness of her body, which was the shyness of a young girl. He shook his head and put his arms around her shoulders, which softened the delicate body of the Grand Duchess.

While chatting along the way, the carriage drove into St. Petersburg and stopped in front of a magnificent building. This is the famous St. Petersburg Grand Theater, whose full name is Petersburg Mariinsky Theater Zhu.

After arriving at the destination, Anastasia sat up straight quickly. She put on a coat and a waistcoat, and on her head she wore a French-style white headscarf like a wedding dress, covering the leaning The beautiful face of the country.

A doorman wanted to come and pull the carriages away, but the royal guards stopped the doorman quickly. When the doorman (Hao Nuo Zhao) saw the sign on the carriage, he shrank his neck and stepped aside, arty At this time, the nobles also came to the entrance of the theater. After seeing the badge on the carriage, they also stepped aside like the doorman, showing their respect.

The guard opened the car door, and Roy stepped down first. He looked around before standing sideways in front of the car door, and politely extended his right hand.

A small hand with a white silk glove protruded from it and landed in Roy's palm. Her Royal Highness held the corner of her skirt with her right hand, bent her waist and bowed her head, and gracefully stepped out of the car. After the silver high heels stepped on the ground, she wrapped her arms around Roy's arms very naturally, and put her body close to him affectionately.

Feeling the well-developed tenderness of the young girl, Roy and Her Royal Highness walked towards the theater. The surroundings were quiet all the way, and the most proud nobleman lowered his head to show respect.

Her Royal Highness, the noble princess of Tsarist Russia, has always been on the side of being worshiped by others. .

Chapter 88 Fighting Peoples Use Vodka as Water

"Ah, our spiritual beliefs, the great Roy Crowley and the Grand Duchess Anastasia came to the Mariinsky Opera House today. I didn't get the news before. I'm really sorry for the disappointment. .”

An aristocratic man in his fifties who wore gorgeous clothes embroidered with many embroidery and many medals on his neck said exaggeratedly. He quickly came to Roy and His Royal Highness, and took off his hat respectfully. Roy gave a deep salute, and then he looked at Her Royal Highness again.

Anastasia frowned slightly with her embroidered eyebrows under the white veil, and boredom flashed imperceptibly in her beautiful blue eyes, but she still stretched out her right hand with a tight pretty face.

The hand-kiss ceremony is a kind of etiquette for meeting among upper-class nobles. Even if Anastasia doesn't like it, she must follow it on such a serious occasion.

Her Royal Highness is still wearing white silk gloves, which is actually a very disrespectful behavior, and her Royal Highness exudes an aura of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away. The whole person looks arrogant and indifferent, unlike Roy. The joyful appearance of her is completely different.

The nobleman in front of him obviously knew the temperament of Her Highness the Queen, and didn't care about her indifference at all. He just took her right hand and kissed it to show his loyalty and respect to the royal family.

Although the man's mouth did not touch her gloves, Anastasia still felt disgusted in her heart. In fact, there were only two men she had close contact with in this life. One was her father, Nicholas 8732. The other is her godfather Roy.

The aristocratic man may have sensed the indifference of Her Royal Highness, he stood up and said quickly: "...today's performance in the theater is composed by Peter Tchaikovsky, adapted from Pushkin's novel of the same name "The Queen of Spades" , Since the opera premiered here twenty-five years ago, it has become one of the masterpieces of Russia, and I hope Your Majesty and Your Highness will have a pleasant weekend."

After bowing down and making a big gift again, the noble man stepped back with great discernment.

Anastasia nodded slightly, and then motioned for the guards to lead the way to the royal private room of the theater. She kept her eyes on the whole way, and the slight corner of her delicate chin exposed under the veil was enough to make people dizzy and charming, as if She was telling others that the Queen's Highness had a stunning beauty under the veil, but her too indifferent appearance prevented young noblemen from approaching easily.

Roy knows that this is actually Her Royal Highness's distrust of strangers. As long as she trusts her, she will turn into another clingy look. Outside of his family, Roy is the only one.

The private room of the royal family is located in the center of the second floor of the theater. After the waiter delivered delicious snacks and drinks, he bowed respectfully to the guards and quickly retreated, not daring to disturb him too much.

When there was no one in the private room, and the inside could not be seen from the outside, Her Royal Highness's delicate body softened, and the cold temperament of the whole person disappeared, and a touch of kindness was added to the nobility.

She took off her veil, revealing her well-dressed and beautiful face, took off her coat and waistcoat, and sat beside Roy in an elegant but inexplicably hearty and generous posture. Pour out half a cup of strong alcoholic liquid, and you can drink tons of it in one gulp.

"Wait a minute, that's vodka!"

Seeing this, Roy wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Her Royal Highness had already drank the wine in the glass in one go.

He shook his head. It looked like the wine was prepared for him by the waiter, but unexpectedly, His Royal Highness drank it secretly.

"What's the matter, godfather?"

Her Royal Highness raised her head, her fair and pretty face was stained with a few blushes, her sweet lips were lightly puffed out and filled with a rich aroma of wine, usually this kind of high-concentration wine, it is easy to get drunk after drinking half a glass in such a hurry , but looking at the emperor's appearance, it seemed that nothing happened.

"Forget it, it's okay..."

Roy opened his mouth and said nothing more.

Although the Russian royal family is Germanic, perhaps they have stayed here for a long time and forgot that they are also a fighting nation...

Vodka, an alcoholic beverage, is extremely popular in Russia. It is said that the first vodka tavern was opened by the famous Tsar Ivan the Terrible.

Anastasia looked at Roy with some doubts. She didn't know that she just drank half a glass of vodka. What's the fuss of the godfather? Don't look at her age, but she once tried to drink half a bottle of vodka It's all right.

With no outsiders around, Her Royal Highness also became more casual. She didn't even take off her gloves, she just picked up the chocolate on the table and threw it into her mouth to chew.

"If your parents see you like this, they will definitely scold you for having no manners."

Roy scolded Her Royal Highness, but his face was full of smiles.

"Hee hee~ Will the godfather tell my father and mother?"

In the middle of the royal private room in the theater is an exquisite sofa. The two of them were already sitting very close to each other. When asking about Roy, Anastasia moved her butt secretly, and got closer to Roy. It's closer.

The scent of orchid and musk was lightly blowing on the nose, and the light and green smell of the girl went straight into the lungs along the nostrils. Roy took a deep breath and said softly: "...by my side, you don't have to be bound by those etiquettes, You can show your true appearance, Anna... but don't be so casual when outsiders are around, or you will be scolded."

Roy said so, picked up a round piece of chocolate with his hand, and handed it to Her Royal Highness's mouth.

Anastasia's cherry lips parted slightly, and she carefully swallowed the chocolate between Roy's fingers like a cat licking it. While enjoying the sweetness of the chocolate, she said with a smile: "...outside I She is the imperial daughter of Russia, she will definitely not lose face to Russia, and she will not lose face to the godfather either, the godfather will only see me like this."

Her Royal Highness's face was flushed like an attractive apple.

Perhaps because she was too shy, she quickly changed the subject and said: "...Since Yanfeng left, Dad has also recruited chefs from Dongyang, but the ramen they make is not delicious at all, and the chewiness of the noodles is not as good as Yanfeng's. Far."

Thinking that he could no longer eat his favorite food, Her Royal Highness complained loudly.

Roy laughed when he heard the words, Kotomine can be regarded as a master of Bajiquan, of course, the strength and technique of kneading dough are not comparable to ordinary chefs, if Kotomine, who is already far away in Fuyuki, knows that His Royal Highness is still thinking about it His ramen, I don't know whether he should feel honored or helpless.

"By the way, Godfather, I... I have never given you a gift... This time I finally have the opportunity to be alone with you, and I want to give you a gift."

"Oh? Little Anna actually thought of giving me a gift, so I have to look forward to it."

Roy frowned and said with interest.

"This is my first time, you must accept it..."

Just when Roy was amazed at Her Royal Highness's bold speech and saw her take out an egg-like object from her waist, he suddenly realized that Her Royal Highness was too nervous, so he said half of it , making people a little fanciful.

In fact, she wanted to say that it was her first time giving a gift.

Roy sighed secretly, wondering if he was going to be disappointed, but he became interested again when he saw the things in Anastasia's hands. Could this be the legendary 'Easter egg' of the Romanov dynasty? .

Chapter 89: Queen's Easter Egg

It was an exquisitely crafted golden egg, inlaid with beautiful diamonds and sapphires on its surface, just like Anastasia's bright and clear eyes.

Roy took the golden-blue egg, and he played with it with his hands. At this time, Roy had already confirmed that this was the famous Tsar's egg in later generations, that is, the Faberge egg.

These Easter eggs were made by Peter Karl Faberge, a famous Russian jewelry craftsman. He only produced 69 eggs in his life, and 54 of them belonged to the two generations of Tsar Alexander III and Nicholas II. It is said that if the last tsar's family can be regarded as a holy relic, it is probably these easter eggs.

Roy still remembers the theatrical version of a certain anime he watched, "The Magician at the End of the Century", which talked about these legendary eggs.

For the Russians, easter eggs can bring health, beauty, strength and abundance, and they are considered Russian national treasures. The shell of this most precious Faberge egg is made of gold, lapis lazuli, beautifully cut diamonds and sapphires. As a result, even people with no artistic talent will think it is an exquisite work of art when they see it.

Seeing that Roy loved this egg very much, Anastasia showed a relieved expression. She patted her breasts lightly, and said in a cheerful and proud voice: "...every year, Mr. Faberge will give The royal family made two easter eggs. Last year, I begged my father to have Sir Faberge make one for me. This egg is called the "Princess Anastasia Egg". Open it and see, it is very beautiful. "

Her Royal Highness said anxiously and shyly but urgently.

Roy followed her words and opened the egg. The egg was about twelve centimeters high. After opening the shell, there was a double-headed eagle photo frame made of platinum and diamonds inside. The photo on the frame was Anastasia herself, the double-headed eagle It is the symbol of Tsarist Russia, and the picture of the emperor's daughter inlaid on it tells the owner of this egg.

"Godfather, I hope you can keep this easter egg with you all the time, as long as you open it, you can see my photo~ I think of me."

Anastasia said a little shyly. She anxiously pulled out a silver-white necklace from her neckline. The pendant of the necklace was a delicate cross, which was inlaid on a pocket watch. Roy remembered this The cross was given to her by himself.

The Grand Duchess of Russia carefully opened her pocket watch. It was not a clock, but a photo hidden inside, and the person in that photo was very familiar to Roy, because it was his photo.

"My mother, my sisters and I carry your picture with us. We believe it will bring us good luck. It must have incredible power."

Anastasia said very solemnly.

Her Royal Highness may just think so. She doesn't know that what she said is completely correct. Based on the theory of 'idol worship', Roy's photos really have some superpowers, especially when his photos are combined with the 'cross', a Christian token. When connected together, it will bring mysterious power.

"Every night when I have nightmares, I will open it. As long as I see your appearance, my heart will be magically peaceful, and I will never have nightmares again. I think this must be Godfather, you are guarding Me, so I hope that I can also protect you, even if you don't need it, but that is my most sincere gratitude and love."

Anastasia lowered her head shyly, her jade hands in white silk gloves were intertwined, and she was very nervous.

Roy gently closed the egg, carefully put it in his cuff, and smiled at Her Royal Highness, "...I will always keep it with me, and I will never lose it, my beautiful Goblin~~"

"Then you must open it every day...to see my photos..."

Anastasia was overjoyed in her heart, and demanded again.

"Yes, I will open it to look at your photos every day... But rather than seeing photos, I hope to see the beautiful and charming you every day, ma'am."

Roy's tone was soft, like a gentle breeze, blowing in Anastasia's ears, making Her Royal Highness feel that the vodka she just drank was fermenting, and she felt a little drunk.

"If... the godfather wants to see me every day, of course I'm happy... I, I also want to see the godfather every day... Why don't I go to the church and be a nun for you?"

Anastasia was sitting on the sofa, her slender legs in white silk were dangling back and forth, her toes hooked on the front of the high heels to prevent them from falling to the ground, which was very rude for the royal family, but in In Roy's view, this gave Her Royal Highness the agility and youth of a girl.

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"Hahaha, His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress will not let their precious daughter go to the church to become a nun."

Roy laughed.

Anastasia was upset, she pouted her mouth awkwardly, but Her Royal Highness also knew that Roy was right, as the Grand Duchess of Tsarist Russia, it was impossible for her to become a nun unless something happened major event.

"Don't be unhappy, Anna! I will stay with you by your side, until the day you hate me, I will guard you, this is my promise."

Roy's fingers lightly followed Her Royal Highness's gorgeous silver-white long hair, leaned over and whispered in her ear.

Anastasia's ears trembled because of the itching, but her body outpaced her brain's reaction speed, and she blurted out: "...No, no matter what happens, I won't hate the godfather."

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"I believe in you, my goblin... Well, the play is on, let's watch the play."

The lights changed suddenly, and there were applause and cheers from nobles and capitalists from all around and from downstairs. The most famous theater troupe in St. Petersburg stepped onto the stage. These actors first went to the royal box in the center of the second floor with the gauze curtain drawn After a ceremony, Tchaikovsky's music sounded, and the drama "The Queen of Spades", adapted from Pushkin's novel of the same name, finally opened.

Just like you can't make loud noises in a movie theater, you must concentrate on watching a drama. This is the most basic etiquette. Even though Anastasia still has a lot of words in her heart and wants to talk to Roy, she has become quiet at this time , sitting beside him and enjoying the drama together.

Slowly, she moved her body, getting closer and closer to Roy. At some point, Roy felt the soft and tender body of a young girl leaning against his arms. Roy chuckled and hugged her gently. Holding Her Royal Highness' shoulders, just like hugging his girlfriend in a movie theater, he focused all his attention on the performance in front of him.

It's just that the girl he is hugging now is not ordinary, she is the most noble and beautiful Grand Duchess of the Romanov dynasty, Her Royal Highness Anastasia Nikolaevna Romanova.

Her Royal Highness didn't know what was going on in this drama at all. She just leaned against Roy's arms, smelling his scent, and lost her mind in a trance. pill.

Chapter 90 Uninvited Guest

(This is the queen's turn, and the two favorite characters in the Lost Belt are the queen and poppies, so I will write a few more chapters.)

After watching the famous Russian drama "The Queen of Spades", Roy took the Royal Highness to a Japanese restaurant in St. Petersburg to taste her favorite "common people's food" ramen.

In this era, it is very difficult to see Japanese restaurants in other countries, and there are not many in St. Petersburg, and the owner of this restaurant is a tall Slav, but he is married to an ingenious Even in the 21st century, such marriages are rare for women in the far eastern island country, and even more rare in this era.

The proprietress, who is very good at Japanese cuisine, makes exotic and delicious food here every day. The boss does some laundry and chores, and laughs with the guests from time to time, or sips vodka when someone is toasting. For Russians, it is the greatest happiness in life to have a glass of vodka in such a tavern after busy work.

It's a pity that even such a lucky "August 20" is more and more like a luxury in this war-torn era and in this economically backward country. A fierce flame is burning in the hearts of every people.

"Jingle Bell------"

"welcome!"

The wooden door was pushed open, and the bell on the door rang, and the cold wind from outside the house blew in, in exchange for the momentary silence of many guests and the greeting from the proprietress in half-baked Russian.

Then, there were no other sounds in the izakaya that should have continued to be chaotic. The Slavs, who were drinking happily, seemed to be poured with cold water at this time, and even the wine woke up a lot.

Because the two people who came into the izakaya were dressed too luxuriously, and there was a huge gap in class between them and ordinary workers in old leather jackets. They will also recognize that they must be those big nobles or big capitalists who are the apex of power.

"Welcome, guest! Do you need anything?"

At this time, the tall boss kept his body bent as much as possible, and immediately came to greet him instead of his wife. He, who is not well educated, tried his best to make himself more tactful, and don't be as careless as usual. As an ordinary family, if offended From this point of view, they are the gentlemen of the great aristocrats. In this corrupt empire, they must not be able to continue to operate such an izakaya in St. Petersburg. If there is no such a shop, their family's economy will collapse immediately.

The izakaya is very clean, the burning fireplace brings bursts of warmth, and there is a huge contrast with the ice and snow outside, there is no extra odor in the room, the most is the smell of vodka.

Anastasia is not allergic to alcohol, but she is not used to such a noisy environment, she secretly tugged on Roy's cuff, and whispered: "...Godfather, it's too messy here. No let's leave."

"Anna, don't you want to eat ramen? I have searched all the shops related to that island country in St. Petersburg, and only this one has the most authentic and delicious ramen."

Hearing Roy's answer, Her Royal Highness was suddenly delighted, and continued to bite her ear: "...Godfather, you actually searched all the restaurants in St. Petersburg in order to take me to eat the best ramen?"

"Of course, since it's my little fairy's request, I will naturally go out and try all the ramen restaurants in St. Petersburg myself. I don't trust even the reports of my subordinates."

Roy whispered, and took Her Royal Highness's hand, "... If you really don't like the atmosphere, Anna, then let's change places. There are still some high-end restaurants in St. Petersburg that suit your status."

"No, right here, Godfather!"

This time, it was His Royal Highness who was unwilling to leave. The godfather tasted all the restaurants in St. Petersburg for her. I don't like it, but if even the godfather has eaten here, then even as a princess, I can't be too willful.

Anastasia took the initiative to hold Roy's hand. She looked around. Although she was wearing a veil, none of the drinkers around her dared to speak out and make fun of her. She subconsciously lowered her head to dodge, being caught by her aura as a princess.

Soon, Her Royal Highness found a corner of the izakaya, pulled Roy and walked over, she sat in the corner and asked Roy to sit next to her, so that she had a small space , isolated himself from those alcoholics.

Roy was well aware of her little tricks, and he didn't say anything. He called the owner of the tavern to order some Japanese side dishes and His Royal Highness's favorite ramen, and ordered two glasses of vodka. Now that he knew about the battle of His Royal Highness Because of her nationality, Roy will not let her drink juice.

After living in Tsarist Russia for sixteen years, Roy was also used to drinking vodka, and even raised two bears in the church.

Not long after, the hot ramen was served. Anastasia was considered the best at using chopsticks in the Russian royal family. She learned it specially for eating ramen. She took off her white silk gloves, revealing a pair of carved Yu Zhuo, with slender hands like a work of art, picked up the ramen noodles with chopsticks and blew a few breaths, took a sip while it was hot, and immediately brightened his eyes and said: "...Although it is not as delicious as Yanfeng's, it is better than the palace noodles. The chefs in China are doing a lot better."

"The essence of many folk foods can only be tasted in this kind of small shop. Although the palace food is exquisite, it lacks some cultural atmosphere. Eat slowly, Anna, don't get burned...... .”