Today's princess is still cute

Cardinson is a Vatican Knight!

If there is a group of people in this world who care the least about noble status, then the Holy See would definitely be ranked first, and the people in the Mage Tower would have to step back a little, after all, they cannot be separated from the support of secular forces.

When His Holiness the Pope is really angry, even His Majesty the Emperor has to smile bitterly and give in.

You see, these words, if you think about them carefully, are so heartbreaking.

It is hard to say who was killed and whose heart was destroyed.

"Your Highness, you may go now."

Cardinson walked to the car window and spoke softly.

After a long time, there was no response.

Cardinson shrugged. He didn't do good deeds just to make the princess grateful to him.

Just as I was about to say goodbye and leave, the thick curtain was lifted.

Just for a moment.

Cardinson felt like he was in a vast wilderness, seeing a small white flower swaying in the wind.

Her face was small, plain and thin, without any makeup, but she gave people a sense of pure and elegant beauty. She had black hair and black eyes, which were the signs of royal orthodox blood, making Cardinson feel very close to her.

"Thank you"

The little white flower whispered while shaking its hands.

The voice was so quiet that Cardinson could hardly hear it.

"Bang!" With a bang!

It was like the Joker driving a 150-mile pickup truck towards Batman's heart, shouting, "It's either you or I die today."

It was clearly an extremely fragile beauty, but it gave Cardinson an overwhelming sense of warmth - his own warmth, and the tenderness that followed after it burned out.

Her eyes and eyebrows are picturesque.

Cardinson, who had lived two lives, understood the meaning of this word for the first time.

"I heard you say that you are a knight, right?" Little White Flower didn't dare to look him in the eye. She lowered her head and asked, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Cardinson, who was the most eloquent, opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't utter a word.

It was as if God had taken away his ability to speak at this moment.

It was not until the carriage had gone far away that he said blankly, "Yes."

"Cardinson, who are you talking to?"

When he looked up suddenly, the person in front of him had turned into the dark-skinned Harrington.

"Where are the people?" Cardinson asked stupidly.

"Your Highness? Good morning, you left a long time ago." Harrington scratched his head, not knowing why this friend who he thought was very smart now looked no different from him.

Cardinson just felt confused. This was the first time he felt this way.

I can’t tell why, it’s just like everything suddenly starts to grow on the wasteland.

A little overwhelmed, but also a little happy.

"Shut up, shut up. Come on, I'll take you to eat something delicious." Cardinson's face turned red due to the way Harrington looked at him as a fellow human being. He put his arm around his shoulders and walked out.

He still approved of this friend.

When he was facing so many people alone, it was this silly boy who stood behind him without hesitation.

But when the two of them turned around and wanted to leave, Bruno's carriage had not left yet, but was a little further away, in a shady place on the corner of the street.

Arthur walked over with his arms folded, looking at them with an unhappy look on his face.

"What's wrong? You're not coming to my house for dinner?"

Cardinson shouted in surprise: "Arthur!"

"You want to be a hero and leave your friends behind?" Arthur patted Cardinson and Harrington on the back. "Damn it, Leonard and I will just be cowards in the church for 20 years. It's really infuriating."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Cardinson sighed and said to Arthur solemnly.

Arthur put his hand on his shoulder shyly, turned his face away and snorted, "We Websters always keep our word. We make friends. We say we want to eat together and go out to play together. We don't care what you do."

The three of them walked back to Leonard's carriage.

The cold-faced boy looked at Cardinson and Harrington and did something that was not in line with his image.

"Good job." He gave a thumbs up and smiled faintly.

At this moment, Arthur and Leonard officially accepted these two friends, and wasn't it the same for Cardinson?

The wheels rolled on, and the young men were going to a banquet, where they would clink glasses and chat happily.

This is what a boy is.

In a corner, two Templar Knights were squatting with their hands in their sleeves and their eyes rolling around, looking like cunning old farmers who came to the city to sell vegetables.

A younger person said, "I say, this newcomer is really capable of causing trouble. He just left the Vatican and he has caused so much trouble."

The older one replied: "Hey, this is the knight of our church."

"Indeed. By the way, I find that I want to beat up the guards more and more. Is it my problem?"

“No, it’s their problem.”

"Well, do you want to go back and report to the captain?"

"I'll go, you continue to follow, I'll bring two brothers to meet you later."

"it is good."

The two went their separate ways.

They didn't care about the attitudes of the royal family and the nobles at all, or they didn't even consider it.

As the most loyal Templar Knights, apart from God and the Church, nothing in the secular world can make them bow down.

Césaire Mello had only one order for them -

They can only take action when Cardinson's life is in danger, but if the royal family has any ideas, then if the other party extends a finger, they will cut off a hand.

PS: I didn’t expect that half of the New Year’s Day update task was completed in one day. Thank you all for your enthusiasm! Thank you also for mryoooo’s two bags of dog food!

For new friends, this book will be updated with two chapters at 9 o'clock every morning, and additional chapters will be charged separately.

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Chapter 32: Dinner at the Earl's House

As the second son of Earl Webster, Arthur had no right of inheritance, so he had no intention of fighting for it at all. Therefore, he had a harmonious relationship with his brothers and was loved by his parents, so he naturally enjoyed the best treatment.

Bruno's carriage dropped them off at the Earl's mansion and left. After Leonard told the driver that he would stay the night, his work was over.

As the fourth son, Leonard was naturally not as favored as Arthur. The most obvious difference was that Arthur had a luxurious carriage specially provided by the Earl, but Leonard did not.

As soon as he got off the car, he saw a young man who looked 70% like Arthur, opening his arms enthusiastically.

"Welcome to the Webster family. I am Arthur's brother, Henry."

"Brother, why are you waiting here in person?" Arthur ran over happily and gave his brother a hug.

Henry patted his head pretending to be unhappy, and scolded him with a smile: "There are distinguished guests coming, and I, as the eldest brother, don't come out. Do you want your father to come out?"

Leonard had been coming to their house to play since he was a child, and when he saw Henry, he greeted him, "Big Brother."

"Well! Leonard, I know that you and Arthur have passed the selection. Good! Very good!"

Cardinson and Harrington followed behind and also met Henry.

They were already knights of the Vatican and did not need to perform formal greetings when meeting nobles, unless they were members of the royal family.

"Your Excellency, Viscount, thank you for spending your precious time waiting for us here." Although there was no need to salute, Cardinson still greeted politely. He knew the nature of these nobles too well. Etiquette had been deeply ingrained into their bones through thousands of years of cultural heritage. No matter how good the relationship was, the more superficial politeness the better.

The Viscount that Cardinson called out was an honorary title, one without any practical meaning. Generally speaking, in the Blue Empire, people would tacitly lower the title of the heir to the title by one level, which sounded nice and polite.

In fact, with Cardinson's appearance, he would be pleasing to the eye even with a cold face. People who are born with good looks will find it much easier to do things and make friends.

Henry looked at this unforgettable young man, walked up to him happily and held his hand: "You are Cardinson, right? You are really a handsome man. Arthur has made a good friend!"

"You're too kind." Cardinson felt the enthusiasm coming from the other person's palm, and thought curiously that the sons of the Webster family are more extroverted. It is estimated that this family's education places great emphasis on making friends, and they are also very good at socializing in the aristocratic circle.

Henry let go of their hands and led them through the door. He quickly asked the servant to close the door and acted kindly as if he was afraid that they would run away.

"Don't be so polite! Kaison, I'll call you Kaison. You can call me Henry. If you don't mind, you can also call me big brother like Leonard does. After all, you are all Arthur's good friends." Henry laughed.

No matter what, his attitude makes people who meet him for the first time feel comfortable.

Some people always think that children from aristocratic families are all playboys, but that is not the case. If a family wants to be passed down for hundreds of years, the education of its offspring will be stricter than the last. They will let you go out and have fun only after you have grown into the family.

Even Arthur, the second son, was well disciplined. In case the big one failed, there was always the small one to take over.

Cardinson enjoyed it very much, and Henry would not ignore Harrington next to him. He simply found a topic to chat with him, and the blacksmith's son was flattered.

After all, not everyone is a Cardinson, so any kind of courtesy will not be taken lightly.

When commoners faced nobles, the habits they had developed over a long period of time could not be changed. Even after becoming a knight of the Vatican, Harrington still had not adjusted his position properly.

It is now six o'clock in the afternoon, and the nobles usually start their banquet at seven o'clock.

As soon as I walked into the hall of the Earl's house, before I had time to pretend to praise the decoration, a middle-aged man responded enthusiastically.

It goes without saying that everyone knows who he is. The two brothers Arthur and Henry are exactly like him.

"Hello, Earl Webster." Cardinson spoke before the other party did. He was a junior and had to be polite.

"Hello! My dear children, welcome to the Webster home."

Gibson Webster already knew the names of the two men when Arthur sent his servant back to report the news. Especially Cardinson, the newcomer in the Vatican, he was determined to make Arthur hold his thigh. Maybe in the future even the Webster family would have to rely on him for protection.

The Vatican knights and nobles made friends on an equal footing, which was a tradition set by successive popes. But although they were said to be equal, there was actually a bit of human relations involved.

You see, if an ordinary Vatican knight came to the Earl's house, would he really be so careless as to not take the Earl seriously? If there really was such a person, the Earl would either be too lazy to pay attention to him or would not go a second time.

You have to save your face and observe good etiquette.

When you are still young and fully grown, nothing is redundant.

Not to mention Bach and Cesare, if you can really reach Rong Ke’s level, what does being a count mean to you?

Several people sat down under the arrangement of the Earl, drinking tea and chatting. The restaurant next door was busy preparing. Although he was called an Earl, the Webster family should not be underestimated as they were able to purchase such a large estate in the imperial capital.

The Earl chatted for a few words, and having done his best to master the art of interpersonal communication, he left, leaving the space for the young people.

Henry's eldest son demeanor began to show.

He first praised his brother and Leonard's performance, and then praised Cardinson and Harrington subtly. His conversation was humorous and flawless.

Cardinson was happy to have his own circle of contacts in the imperial capital, and he behaved very well in doing so.

During the conversation, Cardinson also learned that Henry was a martial artist with an energy stone (one of the nine basic professions), but he only trained for self-defense, and his level was still far from the first job change.

An hour passed quickly, and the servant came to inform them that they could take their seats. Henry then led them to the dining room.

"You should eat more tonight. Our chef has started preparing in the afternoon. Although it's a bit rushed, a lot of effort has been put into it." Henry said with a smile.

Cardinson spread his hands and said, "Don't worry, Henry. Harrington and I may not be good at other things, but we are good at eating."

Harrington nodded quickly, looking like he was determined to eat as much as he could as long as it didn't kill him.

At 7:20, the Earl's dinner started on time.

The Earl and Countess sat in the upper seats. Henry and Arthur were definitely the first and second at the lower left. Leonard sat next to Arthur. Cardinson was arranged in the first position at the lower right, but Harrington was not next to him and there was a person between them.

"Hello, Brother Pine, I am Judith, the only daughter of the Webster family."

Seeing the blonde girl speaking softly to him, Cardinson's expression suddenly became strange.

good guy?

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Lu Yuan had been single for more than 20 years. When he went out to relax, he dug up his wife in the deep mountains and forests...

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