Unlike other countries, the capital of the Buyada Empire was not Ilya, which was culturally and economically prosperous, nor the picturesque seaside city of Taranto, but Sofia, the "foothill city" between the two.

The history of Sophia can be traced back to the Elven Empire more than 10,000 years ago, and in the long years that followed, due to its distance from the center of the continent, it was rarely affected by war, and it still retains its antique appearance.

Perhaps it was precisely because of the Buyada's almost pathological attachment to elven art that they set up their capital here. And on the high hill in the north of the city, the palace is like a bird with wings, and it has the reputation of "the corridor of the wind".

White marble and lapis lazuli are used as the main building materials, and a large number of elf-style curved designs and hollow structures are used. The pothos vines transplanted from the Moon Song Forest climb on the slender and upright stone pillars. The cold mountain breeze and the refreshing sea breeze staggered from the south and the north, and the flowers were brilliant and the refreshing fragrance enveloped the whole palace.

A middle-aged man dressed in a gorgeous costume walked up the stairs alone. On every twelve steps, on the platform stood two halberd-wielding guards, who did not squint and allowed the person to pass through. Even though he had an intricately decorated sword hanging from his waist, it was forbidden to carry weapons in the palace area.

The reason is very simple, a legendary warrior with the identity of "Sword Saint", whether he wants to kill or not does not depend on whether he has a blade on his body.

Known as the "Duke of Tulip", Ronelo Deltoria, the owner of the "Juggernaut" lineage, is forty-three years old this year, and is in the prime of his life, in the peak state of a swordsman.

Unlike Cat Roman, who came from a poor background, he came from the Tulip family, one of the three Dukes of Buyada, after reaching the realm of legends. He inherited the position of the head of the family, and his power was prominent, and he was unique for a while.

Arriving at the palace gate, the guards guarding the gate bowed at the same time. Luo Neruo's other identity is the chief instructor of Sophia's Royal Forest Army, so let's talk about it. These swordsmen were all his students.

"Her Royal Highness the eldest princess summoned you. "Rone took out the edict and put it under routine inspection. Naturally, the guards did not suspect it, and immediately got out of the way and let it enter the palace.

The eldest princess, Christina, was the sister of King Anobi II of Buyada. The young king, who is only sixteen years old, trusts him to the extreme, and obeys the orders of the eldest sister in every detail. Even military affairs are all decided by her.

Hence the real ruler of Buyada. It's not Anoby II on the True Silver Throne, but behind him, Her Royal Highness the shrewd and capable Eldest Princess.

The most beautiful west palace in the royal palace is Christina's residence. Ronello walked along the tinkling water promenade towards the pavilion on the other side of the mirror lake, where several birch wooden zuò dinghys sailed through the blue waves. The rowing maid was holding a wooden oar, tired and panting. Sweaty. On the lawn by the lake, a large colored silk umbrella was opened. The aristocratic ladies from the major families hid in the shade and clapped their hands, and if the boat they bet on was ahead, they happily waved their silk scarves and cheered.

"Duke Ronello is here. In the crisp exclamation, all the women's eyes came together.

Roniero was of noble birth. Handsome and chic, and one of the most powerful figures in the royal court, he is naturally the object of admiration of various ladies. What's more, he is still unmarried, and there are few scandals. It's considered to be clean. And unlike those vulgar and unliterate warriors, he was meticulous in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Sophia's ladies and ladies were proud of their charcoal sketches with tulip logos.

"If you can't marry him, even if you are a one-night stand. "The youngest daughter of the Minister of Education, Culture, Sports, and Culture has a on her face. If her words, if her father, who has always been upright and upright, knows, she will have to be severely reprimanded. However, the female companions next to them nodded in agreement, and at the same time threw winks at Ronello who was passing by.

With the keen senses of a legendary warrior, Duke Tulip could hear it clearly, but he still maintained a polite smile and nodded to the young ladies. Don't underestimate them, this is also Sophia, an important political force.

A moment later, Roniero appeared in the pavilion facing the water.

"Come in. The maid rolled up the light veil, and Christina retreated, and only the two of them were left in the room.

"Your Highness. Roniero took a few steps forward and bowed to his chest. Although he is famous for his swordsmanship, Duke Tulip does have the title of knight.

The eldest princess, who was half-lying on the ivory bed, lazily lifted herself up and bent out of the choppy curves. She is twenty-nine years old this year, which is already on the eve of a woman's blooming and about to wither. But on her body, the traces of time are very light, her skin is as soft as jade, and her appearance is delicate, worthy of the praise of "Rose of Buyada".

On the other hand, compared with those young girls who have not faded, Christina's feminine charm is as strong as an old wine, and just a glimpse is enough to make people drunk. The plump hips and slender waist constitute a stark contrast, just like the song of the Siren, the beauty is thrilling.

Every time he saw her, he felt that this body was the greatest masterpiece of the Creator. He stood tall and lowered his eyelids slightly to resist the deadly temptation.

However, it has had little effect.

"According to my estimates, this winter is the moment when the Holy See of Light and Snowton meet each other," Christina's voice, with a hint of hoarseness in its sweetness, has a unique charm, "I'm really curious, what is Innediel's hole card?"

"Either some forbidden magic or an artifact left by the God of Light," Ronnero replied in a deep voice, "and I can't think of anything else the Holy See can rely on." ”

"I think so too," Christina nodded, her delicate white porcelain chin resting on her breasts, "what do you think of Snowton's massacre?"

"There may be a hidden implication in this, as far as I know, the character of King Nacini would never have been so tyrannical," said Ronieruo, shaking his head, "and such an act would be harmful and unwise for the course of the war that would follow, and for the consolidation of rule in the occupied territories." ”

"If the human heart is there, who can handle it?" the corners of Christina's lips turned into a shallow smile, "Because of this, the Holy See has issued three letters in a row, calling on the 'Holy Alliance' to punish the evil thieves...... It is said that Seterstian is about to lose his control. ”

... (To be continued......)

PS: (Second shift, a few minutes late.) ）