On both sides of the fiery red carpet, the members of the military band are all beautiful men in a hundred, tall and magnificent, the trumpeter holds up the brass trombone and plays the welcome song, the drummer then beats the solemn drum, and a flock of seagulls fly over the tarmac just right, adding a bit of agility to the solemn welcome ceremony.

Roland couldn't help but step forward to the beat of the drum, complaining in his heart that this welcome ceremony was exactly the same as the ceremony of welcoming the country's leaders on TV before the crossing, and the ceremoniousness made people nervous.

Grand and extravagant, this is the aesthetic style of Parnia, so much so that a popular special word in the field of literature and art "Parnia-style xx" has been derived. If you compare it with similar words on earth, it is like "Baroque", "Rococo", "Gothic" and other artistic styles.

In Roland's view, the Parnia style is closer to the Baroque style on earth, at least in terms of architecture, sculpture, painting and other plastic arts, and it is not unavoidable to be glamorous to the extreme, but this is the national tradition of the half-vampire people who worship the beauty of fine clothes, and it is the cultural characteristic of Parnia, a thousand-year-old city-state.

Although the "half-vampire" evolved from the vampire, it has lived under the sun for thousands of years, and has long abandoned the original dark, decadent, and sharp vampire aesthetics, and the huge aesthetic differences in aesthetics suggest that the two races have diverged politically, culturally, socially, and even morally, or even have sharp and irreconcilable contradictions.

The palace steward trotted all the way forward to meet him, and led the servants and maids to bow deeply to Roland: "Slave Lucchio Maximus, I have come to greet His Royal Highness Roland on the order of my king. ”

The eunuch's voice was feminine, and he chewed words in an ancient style when he spoke, and Roland couldn't tell whether he was useful or embarrassed when he heard it, so he waved his hand to show that he didn't need to be polite, and walked through the unusually long red carpet under the guidance of Maximus, and came to a palace with gold and emeralds. The six horses leading the public were all snow-white, without a trace of variegation, and stood obediently in front of the riders, even these animals seemed to have received court etiquette training, and when they saw His Royal Highness the noble prince coming, they actually knelt down in unison, which made Roland and his attachés couldn't help but be amazed.

The BMW incense car was in front of him, and Roland naturally stopped, his eyes drifting to the eunuch. Although he didn't want to get in close contact with this palace manager who was too fat, but in terms of etiquette, the other party seemed to have the obligation to accompany him into the palace in the same car.

Just when he was in a tangle, the door of the car suddenly opened, and a bright girl in a purple off-the-shoulder silk satin dress appeared in front of him, with broken jade-like teeth biting her ruddy cherry lips, revealing her inner shyness. However, the moment his eyes made contact with Roland, the shyness in the eyes of the dressed beautiful girl magically disappeared, and was replaced by a scorching, slightly powdered pretty face smiled and flashed two cute dimples, and the jade hand gently invited him to get in the car and ride with him.

Roland instinctively took off his hat to the noble young lady, and couldn't help but secretly look at the other party while being invited to board the car.

The girl noticed his uncertain gaze, avoided everyone's gaze and quickly grimaced at him, raised her hand and pulled her long black shawl hair, deliberately revealing the Mithril forged artifact hair ornament on her head to show him.

"It's you!" This sentence almost blurted out, but fortunately, Roland still held back and did not lose his temper in public.

The interior of the cabin is more spacious than expected, covered with thick and fluffy brocade blankets, and the four walls of the carriage are lined with tapestries that are both decorative and soundproof. There was also a soft couch with a backrest in the car, and the girl closed the door and motioned for Roland to sit down.

Roland sat obediently on the soft couch, his back straight, until the girl closed the curtain very intimately to relax the tense nerves, beckoned to the girl, and motioned her closer.

The white cheeks flushed, the girl grinned, and suddenly a small jump swooped towards Roland, and the generous lady's posture disappeared, and her naughty nature reverted.

Roland raised his hand to catch the little beauty who flew over, took her in his arms, gently placed her on his lap, lifted her hair and observed it carefully, confirming that this girl was indeed Veronica's artifact hairpin "Katyusha" on her head.

Six horses dragged the splendid ride along the flat avenue towards the palace, and the car sat without feeling a trace of turbulence, and the closed doors and windows made the interior of the car particularly dim. The half-vampire princess in a purple robe is in Heng Chen's arms, and through a layer of silky satin, Roland can clearly feel the girl's skin that is smoother and softer than silk satin.

"Ronnie, how long have we been apart?" Roland was the first to speak to break the silence, lest the criminal impulse be further put into action.

Veronica seemed to enjoy his caresses, twisted her sturdy little buttocks, adjusted to a more comfortable lying position in his arms, and quipped with a smile on her eyebrows: "My Royal Highness, you are really a noble person! We broke up in Kitland last July, and it's been exactly one year and five months now! ”

Roland nodded, and sighed with emotion: "It turned out that it was less than two years, but the moment I saw you, I felt very strange, as if I had been separated for most of my life." ”

Veronica got up with her arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, raised her delicate and touching little face, and asked timidly, "Is it that I have changed too much in the past year or so, and I am not as lively and cute as before?" ”

Roland couldn't help but laugh, raised his hand and poked the half-vampire girl's dimple: "I'm relieved to hear you praise yourself for being 'lively and cute', that's right, although the girl in front of me has become more mature, beautiful, and elegant than before, she is still my Veronica." ”

Veronica grinned and asked him, "Do you like me in the past, or do you prefer me now?" ”

The corners of Roland's mouth twitched slightly, this was really a difficult problem that was not suitable no matter how he chose.

"People always have to grow, for example, I don't think there has been much change in the past two years, but is this also the case in your eyes?" Roland replaced the question that should have been answered by him with a question.

Veronica really hit the trick, holding Roland's cheeks with both hands and looking them up and down carefully, and commented seriously: "It has indeed changed a lot, and it is more mature than before...... Maybe I should say more 'vicissitudes'? In short, it has become more manly, um~ I like your growth! ”