The Holy Right of a Comic

"...This place is simply a combination of low-end life and high technology, and it is generally full of contradictions."

After Da Vinci's introduction, Ziyuan interjected again: "...At the same time, the social structure here is also very broken."

"...This is St. Petersburg, the capital of Russian anecdotes. We are now in the outskirts of the city, which can also be regarded as a slum."

"But in the core area of ​​the city, it is a real rich area. People there live affluent, extravagant lives, and the streets are neat and clean. It is simply a futuristic sci-fi style."

"...Moreover, the national structure of Russia as a whole is also very complicated. The rich live in the core area, and the citizens on the periphery of the core area. In places like ours, the people here can only be regarded as refugees."

"Refugees don't even have any political power!"

"...In these resident structures, there is also a very detailed hierarchy. Everyone wants to improve their class and get a better life."

"It can be said that this social structure makes all residents full of comparison, competition and comparison."

"...and the maintenance of the order of the entire society is done by the guards of His Majesty the Tsar. The Tsar controls the country with his own secret troops, so that there are no secrets at all."

"Everyone can only climb up from the bottom of the pyramid under the rules set by the tsar, and the one who is at the highest point is of course only the female tsar!"

After listening to the introduction of Da Vinci and 583 Ziyuan, and looking at the neon lights on the street outside, a row of advertisements and high-rise buildings, Kirshtalia couldn't help but said to Kadock:

"...Isn't this your favorite cyberpunk?"

At this time, Kadoc pressed the glass of the car with his hand, looked at the scenery outside, nodded a little excitedly and said: "...Yes, this is Cyberpunk!!"

"...But it would be nice if this wasn't the Lost Belt."

At the end, he sighed again.

Even if it is his favorite cyberpunk, if this is the Lost Belt, he would not dare to enjoy this kind of life, but he has to cheer up and be careful.

"The current information is almost the same. Generally speaking, the situation in this rumor belt is relatively simple. All we have to do is go straight to the core area and meet the Tsar."

"...If there is no external interference, with our Chaldea's current strength, it is not difficult to conquer this lore belt, but we must also pay attention to finding other Chaldean staff who were captured by the tsar before. "

"Secondly, we don't know if the 'beast' is here, especially since the social structure of this strange news is as weird as that of the big man. Perhaps this social structure is a grand ceremony for the birth of the 'beast'."

Weber made a concluding speech at the end, and at the same time he looked towards the sky-reaching tree in the middle of the city. .

Chapter 228: The Four Romanov Sisters

The Winter Palace was the imperial palace of Tsarist Russia.

It is majestic and magnificent, full of artistic atmosphere, and has the purest aesthetics in Russia.

The Winter Palace faces the Neva River, slightly protruding in the middle, with three arches at the main entrance, and there should have been a statue of Atlas, the Titan, at the entrance.

But in this Russian anecdote, the statue of Atlas is replaced by a cross.

The only strange thing is that the statue of the Son of God tied to the cross has a blurry face, with a strange sense of contradiction, people will be attracted to it when they see it, and it is difficult to look away when they look at the statue.

Stepping into the interior of the Winter Palace, you can see that the entire Winter Palace is inlaid with marble, malachite, lapis lazuli, porphyry and jasper.

Even the tiny corners are either gold-plated or copper-plated, which is extremely luxurious and magnificent, and there are countless treasures hidden in it.

Under the leadership of His Majesty Tsar Anastasia, the treasures that were once held in the museums of Britain, France, the United States, and Germany were looted and displayed in the Winter Palace.

It can be said that this palace of Russian anecdotes is the gathering place of cultural treasures of the whole world.

The entire Russian anecdote is in an extreme contradiction, just like this St. Petersburg, with cyberpunk style on the outside and modern futuristic style in the central area.

And when it comes to the palace area, it becomes pure retro again, without high-rise buildings and reinforced concrete.

There are no humans in the entire Winter Palace, only His Majesty's guards are guarding, and the maids or housekeepers working in the Winter Palace are also pure robots.

Because Her Majesty Tsar Anastasia does not like excitement and prefers the privacy of being with her family.

In the palace, the female czar wore a white dress that swept the floor like a wedding dress, and the loose skirt seemed to be covered with flowers.

There are not so many ruffles and lace on the gauze skirt of the dress, but there are many gems hanging on it, which jingle with the movement of His Majesty the Tsar.

The hem of the skirt was embroidered with patterns that looked like crosses, but upon closer inspection they looked like stars, magnificent and elegant.

Anastasia's footsteps were light, holding 'Wei' in her hands, a blue gemstone on her neck fit against her skin, and it set off more and more the whiteness and delicateness of her low Hungarian skirt.

The small crown is noble and elegant, and the collar worn on the neck is also the image of the crown. The snow-white fragrant shoulders are smooth, and the collarbone is slender.

Walking around, there is both the style of a girl and the majesty of a tsar.

"godfather."! "

With a soft cry, the ruthless iron face of Her Majesty the Czar immediately collapsed.

Anastasia's eyes revealed a clear light of joy, which seemed to hide endless smoke and rain.

She quickened her pace and trotted for two steps, and holding that magnificent long dress, she came to the figure that appeared in the Winter Palace.

She still rushed over like a little girl, with delicate features and a face as cold as the Siberian winter, revealing tenderness and tenderness.

Roy opened his arms and hugged the female czar who was rushing forward, stroking her back with one hand, as if to comfort her.

"Godfather, you haven't seen me for a long time."

There was a slight complaint in Anastasia's tone, like the cuteness of a little girl.

If the person in this strange story saw that His Majesty the Tsar, who ruled the world, still had such an expression, he would be so shocked that even the prosthetic body would malfunction.

"I'm here to see you, Anna..."

Roy's tone was gentle. He bent down and kissed Anastasia's mouth lightly, then moved to her exquisite jade earrings, and said something softly and gently.

Without saying a few words, Anastasia was coaxed into a wide-eyed smile, her eyes bent into crescent moons, and her tone of voice became coquettish:

"...Godfather, you have to pay attention to your image, people are watching you here."

She looked behind her while speaking.

There were three beautiful ladies wearing aristocratic dresses, standing there smiling, looking at Anastasia with teasing eyes.

Roy nodded slightly after seeing the three of them, and said with a warm smile: "... Olga, Tatiana and Maria, you are still so beautiful."

Those three ladies were the three daughters of Nicholas II, the three sisters of Anastasia.

In the history of pan-humanity, the three female archduchesses were finally sent to the United States by Roy. They never married and spent their entire lives as religious believers. They also focused on charity throughout their lives.

In the end, he died of old age a hundred years later.

In this strange news, Anastasia directly summoned her three older sisters in the form of heroic spirits.

Although as heroic spirits, their combat effectiveness is low, and they don't even have any combat effectiveness.

But Anastasia didn't want her sisters to fight, what she longed for was the happiness of living with her family.

"Patriarch, greetings to you! At the same time, I would also like to thank you for giving us the opportunity to live with Anna for so many years, which has always been a dream that our four sisters have been looking forward to."

As the eldest sister, Olga said in a respectful and generous tone, she still referred to Roy as Patriarch.

The last four female grand duchesses of the Romanov dynasty were ill-fated. Although they were born in the royal family, they were the last royal family.

Lost everything in his twenties and nearly died.

If it weren't for Roy's help, they would have died long ago, but even with Roy's help, they would have only gone to the United States in the end, and there were very few days when they could be reunited with Anastasia.

And this regret was finally relieved in this strange news.

"`. You are still young and beautiful, Olga..."

Roy smiled slightly.

"The patriarch and Anna have a really good relationship."

The cheerful and lively third sister Maria giggled.

Roy glanced at her and her sisters, and said meaningfully: "...I have a very good relationship with you, don't I?"

The four Romanov sisters all blushed.

During the period of Nicholas II, there have been rumors (Qian Zhao) that the Patriarch Roy had affairs with many women in the royal family.

Regarding this point, the four Romanov sisters are sure that it is not a rumor, because the three sisters really had a relationship with Roy.

At that time, the only person who had a relatively pure relationship with Roy was Anastasia.

It's just that Anna, who is still young, has actually secretly seen things about her godfather and sisters in the palace.

Seeing that the faces of these four sisters were all flushed, Ai Ai was a little shy during the period. Roy let them go temporarily and looked at a small white beast hiding in the corner of the Winter Palace.

"Fufu, come here!"

Roy beckoned at Fufu, who was frightened and furled like a cat.

She really wanted to run away, but after hesitating for a while, she felt that she might not be able to run away, so she could only slowly walk out of the corner and came to Roy.

Roy bent down and pulled her up. .

Chapter 229 Now make me a mother!

"Fu!!"

Fufu's cry was a bit sharp and terrified, she twisted her limbs and struggled vigorously.

But Roy grabbed the back of fate's neck, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from Roy's big hand.

After finding that he couldn't break free, the little white beast showed a humane smile on its face, and its big cute eyes were full of flattery towards Roy.

"Godfather, this...well, I don't know if it's a dog, a cat, or a fox. It's not honest at all."

"...After I captured her from Chaldea, she kept thinking about running away, and even dared to bite me. I don't know if she has rabies."

Her Majesty the Tsarina Anastasia smiled on the skin, and her tone was sinister. She glanced at Fufu and said coldly:

"...For an animal like this that doesn't even have the consciousness of being a captive, I don't think there is any need to give her any good looks."

"It just so happens that the underground prison of the Winter Palace still has plenty of space. This animal itself is also the embryonic form of a beast, and it will not die easily. There is also a lot of magic power accumulated in her body."

Roy held Fufu in his hand, looked at Anastasia with a smile, and said, "...Anna, what do you want to say, why don't you just say it directly."

"I think the godfather should allow me to torture this animal. Anyway, she can't die, so she should pay the price for her previous disobedience."

"...Do you think you should peel off her cramps, or use pliers to pull out her nails one by one, or throw them directly into a hot pan for cooking."

"Well, it's not good. Anyway, she can't die. Why don't you try all the punishments on her. If you dare to violate the godfather, no matter whether you are a human or an animal, you don't need to live."

Anastasia's face was full of ruthless killing, making it impossible to see that she was joking, but very serious.

She was really thinking about how to concoct Fufu.

The tsars in history have always been cruel, and her father Nicholas II was a war madman.

As the heir of the Romanov bloodline, Anastasia experienced another temper in this anecdote, and she is already a great empress far surpassing Ekaterina.

The majesty of her emperor shone in the Winter Palace, suppressing the entire Russian dissent.

It is precisely because of her ruthlessness, her cold blood without sympathy, and her extremely strict laws that enable Russian dissent, a country full of comparisons, classes, and competitions, to develop so smoothly.

In order to complete Roy's great cause and fulfill his own great destiny, the number of people who died at the hands of the Tsar's guards during the years in the rumors is unknown.

In this country full of collapsed order and the ultimate pyramid class, there have actually been many struggles by the people at the bottom over the past few decades.

However, these struggles were eliminated under the bloody massacre of the Tsarist guards.

Fufu was really frightened this time. She shivered and pushed herself into Roy's arms. The hair all over her body exploded, and she let out a miserable cry of "Fufu".

Seeing this, Her Majesty Tsar Anastasia's mouth curled up, and she nodded slightly at Roy without a trace.

The coldness on her face was gone, and she became that coquettish and willful little girl again.

"You don't want to be skinned by cramps, Fufu..."

Roy grabbed the back of Fufu's neck, lifted her up in front of his eyes, and said with a smile.

The little white beast nodded repeatedly.

She is indeed a beast, but she is only a beast in the growth stage, and she has accumulated a lot of magical power by Eltruchi's side in the past.

After leaving Eltruchi, she has been a pet by Roy's side and continues to accumulate magic power.

Fufu is already a beast that is close to a mature body, but her strength does not mean that she has no pain or pain, and she does not want to be abused.

And not to mention Roy, even Anastasia couldn't resist her now, so she could only compromise.

I'm sorry, Matthew, it's not that I don't want to persevere, but that I can't persevere!

"Look, Anna...she's just a cute kitty, what kind of evil kitty is there?"