Palatine walked through the crowd with her head held high, her expression calm and generous, as if she wanted to give the right to admire her tall figure, plump bust and bare back with a touch of jade pearl to the people around her.

"What a beautiful man!"

"It's impressive!"

The people in the banquet hall vied with each other in the simplest and most apt language to praise the princess of the empire, and Palatine walked past them with an intoxicating scent. The men involuntarily lowered their heads, as if ashamed of themselves.

Palatine walked out into the open air, stopped and turned her head, her eyes crossed the crowd and Roland, a charming smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and then she turned and ascended to the terrace, looking at the lights of the street by the railing, as if the lonely figure was giving a wordless invitation.

"Ghost girl, it's clear that you're seducing me!" Roland rubbed his nose vigorously, restrained his inner impulse, and resolutely turned away from the dangerous temptation.

The banquet was followed by a ball, with a band playing a waltz and men and women dancing in pairs in the hall. Palatina waited on the terrace for a long time without seeing Roland come, and her confidence gradually gave way to anxiety. Hearing the dance music in the hall, he knew that he couldn't continue to wait here, so he barely suppressed his frustration and returned to the hall to find Roland's figure, still maintaining a friendly smile on his face.

"Look, she's back looking for you over there." Lyudmila, dressed in full costume, is strolling on the dance floor with her boyfriend in her arms, but her mind is not entirely focused on dancing, and from time to time she peeks at Paladina to be wary of her every move. This woman made her feel threatened, but fortunately she was used to similar scenes, and she was experienced enough to deal with her rivals, and on the other hand, she believed that Roland could handle such social encounters properly.

At this time, Roland was convinced that Palatine had listed himself as a "hunting" target, so he grabbed his girlfriend's slender waist and whispered in her ear: "That woman is not well, Mira, you must protect me and not let me fall into her clutches." ”

It took a lot of effort for Lyudmila to resist the urge to laugh, and gave him a fierce look, and she was jealous with half-truths.

"Aren't you all in trouble? When you first met at the airport before, you couldn't hold it, and pounced on Her Royal Highness the princess in public, and now you are embarrassed to pretend to be pitiful, and you are not ashamed! ”

"That's all a misunderstanding, Mira, listen to me......" At the end of a dance, Roland took Lyudmila back to the dance floor to rest, and was about to explain to her about the resonance of magic, Palatina lost no time in coming, her demeanor still looked so pleasant, but Roland, who was staring at her, felt that it was difficult to breathe, and if there was a real sense of aggression, Roland realized that a beautiful and dangerous beast was approaching him.

"Good evening, Miss Lyudmila, it's a pleasure to meet you, may I have the honor of giving you a drink?"

"It's my pleasure, Your Highness Palatina."

Palatina and Lyudmila clinked glasses and tasted their glasses, and looked up at the pretty girl opposite her, who was at least a head taller than her, with a smile of coyness.

"I'd like to ask Roland to do a dance, won't you?"

"In fact, I would envy his good luck and wish you all a good dance." Lyudmila smiled at Roland tacitly, "Take advantage of the opportunity and win glory for the country!" ”

"What is this to win glory for the country." Roland sighed helplessly, and could only stubbornly hold the slender hand handed by Palatina, and led the first beauty of the empire onto the dance floor.

The dance music is played again, the candlelight seems to be dimmed, and the whole world becomes a great whirlpool, and the fragrance of clothes and temples makes people can't help but fall into intoxication. Roland hugged Her Royal Highness the princess in his arms, and the touch of plump and soft skin awakened his memories, and his heart couldn't help but beat faster. The moment she looked down, the corners of Palatina's lips suddenly rose, revealing her small sharp tiger teeth.

Her Royal Highness's mischievous smile made Roland suddenly wake up, and then he felt a sharp pain in the soles of his feet. Looking down, Palatina's high heels were calmly stepping on the top of his feet.

"I'm sorry, I don't dance well, don't you matter?" Palatina pretended to take the wrong dance step, apologized, but spun her heel with her feet.

"I can barely hold on, I hope I can hold this foot until you lose your breath." Roland couldn't help but make a joke.

Palatina couldn't help but laugh and raised her hand to cover her lips as she removed her left foot.

Roland was relieved and limped back to the sideline while the dance music was suspended.

Palatina noticed that Lyudmila was looking this way with a concerned face, and quickly took Roland's hand and walked through the crowd into the secluded terrace.

"I'm sorry, I went too far with the joke just now, don't be angry with me, okay?" Palatina looked apologetic.

Roland shook her head, and was about to say that it was okay, when Palatina unexpectedly lifted her skirt and crouched down in front of him, her fingertips caressing the swollen instep of her foot, radiating a soft glow.

Roland immediately felt a warm current from her fingertips into her wound, and the swelling and pain immediately disappeared. Of course, he knew that this was just a simple healing technique, but he was deeply shocked by the gentle and almost reverent demeanor of the Imperial Princess, who knelt at his feet on her knees, and caressed the surface of her feet with her slender jade fingers.

He couldn't imagine that Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was so aggressive and willing to cause pain just a moment ago, was transformed into a merciful Virgin in the blink of an eye, and which character was her true face.

"Thanks, it doesn't hurt anymore." Roland helped her up, so as not to be surprised by this scene, "Actually, there is something I have always wanted to explain to you. ”

"Is it about the mysterious gravitational pull that spontaneously arises between us?" Palatina had a heart.

"I'd love to claim that it was fate that led us to meet, a sign of fate......," Roland dragged out in a long tone.

Palatina's cheeks were red, and she couldn't say a word with a shy smile, and her eyes were like beautiful and immaculate sapphires, as if she wanted to use this pure look as a weapon against Roland's frivolity.

"Well, that's not the case." Roland took the initiative to admit defeat and put on a serious expression, "It's my saber that has a magical resonance, which creates a mysterious gravity, and I guess there should be something around you that has a similar resonance." ”

"My 'angel horn' has the same feeling, and it seems that this is the problem." Palatina said suddenly.

"You're talking about...... Angel horn? Roland's heart shuddered, remembering that Durandal still had one last seal to be unlocked, and one of the necessary conditions for unlocking it was to obtain the "Angel's Horn".

"My father gave me the legendary military horn, which is very useful on the battlefield, but I don't want to play military music at the ball, wouldn't that be very beautiful?" Palatina smiled a little mischievously, "Can I admire your saber?" ”