The train sounded its whistle in a small town on the outskirts of the Quds District and slowly stopped at the station.

Due to Roland's special status, he could not directly enter the heavily guarded imperial capital, so the group of three had to get off the bus in this satellite town and find a hotel for a temporary stay.

Palatine asked the innkeeper for a pen and paper, wrote a short message in a hurry, and sent it to Prince Frank, all she could do was wait for a reply. Fortunately, there was still plenty of time, and Roland was not in a hurry to enter the city, so he wandered around accompanied by two travel companions to appreciate the customs and customs of the Holy City Special District.

After a long day of strolling, Roland gained a new understanding of the heart of the empire. The D.C. of Al-Quds is second only to Avalon, the capital of Fizhen, and the second most densely populated city in the world, and Roland even has the illusion of returning to Earth when he is in the bustling streets.

The towns around the Holy City are both neat and beautiful, but they also show a huge disparity between the rich and the poor. Most of the lavish mansions in the town were the property of the holy city's magnates, and the fields and manors in their name were nearby, and they went out of the city to live for two or three months every autumn, riding horses, hunting, and holding banquets day and night, and spending a leisurely pastoral vacation; When winter comes, the nobles and wealthy merchants in the city leave their country houses and go to the health resorts in the south like a flock of migrating geese to spend the winter, first venting their excess energy at the gambling table, and then soaking in the hot springs, enjoying the best red wine, and relaxing their tired body and mind; When spring comes, the idle class returns to the Holy City, where the ladies wander through the balls and salons, competing for the new season with their own ingenious and flamboyant outfits, while the gentlemen meet at the club's card tables to talk about their estates and investment returns, about politics or court scandals as a pastime, and, of course, more about women; As the summers of the Holy City were hot and rainy, the ladies and ladies of high society disdained to stay for long periods of time and went on vacation to the sunny seaside, and the social center of the empire shifted to the seaside castles with the air of ancient aristocracy in every brick and stone, and the opulent yachts that looked like moving royal palaces.

As for the poor? Sorry, the slums are where they belong.

In the afternoon of the next day, Palatine received a reply from Frank, along with a diplomatic passport specially issued for Roland by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Roland got his passport and looked at it over and over again, feeling indescribably weird. The passport does not have a nationality written on it, and a diplomat without a nationality is like a capitalized "funny", and Roland can only laugh at himself - this strange passport is also worthy of him as a "time-traveler".

With the passport issued by the crown prince, Roland successfully passed the guard inspection, and finally arrived at the destination of this trip, officially stepping into the imperial capital "Yashan Holy City".

Roland stood in the center of the world of Vares and looked around, the buildings and pedestrians on the streets did not look very different, after all, for a traveler from the earth, he had long been accustomed to seeing the prosperous scene in the red dust, no matter how prosperous the holy city of Yashan was, could it be compared to New York, Paris, Tokyo, Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou? However, Roland was deeply impressed by the vicissitudes of life inadvertently displayed in the streets and alleys, and the accumulation of more than 1,600 years of history has left an intangible heritage in this ancient capital, creating a unique cultural atmosphere.

Palatina returned to her hometown, visibly excited, pulling Roland into a taxi carriage and pointing out places of interest along the street, explaining the historical allusions behind the quaint buildings.

"I said Your Royal Highness Princess, Roland has just arrived, and there is no place to settle down yet, so we as the master should arrange it for him!" Anthony interrupted Palatine's stubble and said eagerly, "If you don't mind, I'll take Roland home, and he'll stay with me from now on." ”

Palatina was interrupted to talk about sex, and glared at him unhappily: "I have already arranged this matter, so I don't need you to meddle in it!" ”

"Oh? How did you arrange it? ”

As the object of the "arrangement", Roland felt the need to care about his stay in the Holy City.

"Do you need to ask?" Palatina seemed to be saying something natural, "Since you are on my territory, of course you will live in my house!" ”

"This ...... Not quite right, right? ”

Roland had to worry about being gossiped about. The prince of the Far East stayed in the imperial princess's mansion, and the scandals were all good, but if they were serious, they became political conspiracy.

"Nothing out of place! My father's letter to your father has long stated that he will take care of your life during your time in the Holy City, not to mention your safety. ”

Palatine was keenly aware that Roland was secretly eyeing out Anthony, and put away her smile and looked serious.

"I know what the hell you two are thinking, the Holy City is a world of flowers, Anthony...... It just so happens that he is a well-known playboy, if you live in Fogel's house, it is quite convenient to follow Anthony in and out of Flower Street Willow Lane, but personal safety is difficult to guarantee, you weigh which is more important! ”

Does this still need to be weighed? Of course, Roland could guess the correct answer in the mind of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

"Palatina, I'm not interested in places like Flower Street and Willow Lane at all, and in order to prove my immaculate purity, I have decided to go with you, and I will ask you to take care of me in the future." He cast an apologetic look at Anthony.

"Hmph, I already knew that I was a superfluous person among you!" Anthony gave full play to his acting talents, and he really looked like a resentful woman.

Palatina was amused by the living treasure, and turned her head to cover her mouth and snickered for a while before regaining her dignified and dignified princess demeanor.

The carriage stopped in front of a quaint mansion, and servants had already come to welcome the young lady back. Roland said goodbye to Anthony and agreed to visit him tomorrow, then jumped out of the carriage, turned to help Palatine down, and entered the door, surrounded by a group of servants.

The mansion of His Royal Highness the Prince of the Asshan Empire and the commander of the three armies is quite magnificent, and Roland is a newcomer, and if there is no one to lead the way in front, he will get lost in the courtyard lined with pavilions.

Entering the master's living room, he was greeted by a noblewoman who looked somewhat similar to Palatina, and Roland immediately guessed that this was Palatina's mother.

In the tradition of the Hansenberg royal family, Prince Sigmund married Princess Hannah, the sister of the current Grand Duke of Boschen. Lady Hannah, who was over forty years old, was well maintained, looked no more than in her early thirties, had a fair complexion and a delicate appearance, and was more famous and beautiful than her daughter, who was called "the knight princess".

The eldest princess, who had been born in Bowswaer at a young age and had lived in the Holy City for twenty-five years, had lived in the Holy City for twenty-five years, and was now fully Asianized, and Roland could not detect the Paulswaard accent as she spoke.

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