Today's princess is still cute

Ah, you want to ask why I snapped my fingers?

All I can say is that he's handsome.

There are quite a lot left. Cardinson frowned and looked at the school of fish below, which had at least two hundred of them. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind.

A ball of brilliant golden light flashed in his hand, and then he threw it gently into the pit.

"boom!"

I only felt the ice surface shake, and a huge column of water gushed out, carrying all the fish underneath with it, all of them were dragged out one by one, and fell on the ice surface like falling rain.

"Wow!" Tina was a child at heart. Her eyes lit up when she saw this scene. She pointed at the fish and said, "Let's go fishing together!"

"It's catching fish," Cardinson corrected kindly, "It's not a good thing to slack off. Only lazy people would slack off. People like us who work hard wouldn't slack off."

"What is Mr. Knight talking about?"

Chapter 163 Those who are favored are fearless

"I have a question."

"Shut up. I think I know why everyone's main course tonight is fish."

"Oh, I know. His Majesty the Holy Son specially went outside the city to catch them for us. Then, fearing that it was not enough, he went to the city to buy some more."

"If you don't understand, just ask. I understand catching fish, and it's also good to improve the taste, but why half a fish per person? The half in front of me weighs at least four or five pounds!"

In the cafeteria of the Vatican, a group of knights and priests looked at the half fish on their plates with complicated expressions.

The knights were fine, at most they could just eat less other dishes. The fish looked a lot but they didn't make their stomachs bloated. However, the priests were a little confused. The Vatican strictly prohibited wasting food, and not being able to finish the food would have serious consequences.

They didn't quite understand what His Majesty the Son of God, who firmly believed that "it's the end of the year and you must eat some fish", was thinking, but His Majesty must have his own reasons for doing so, so they could only eat it with tears.

It’s not that I don’t like eating fish, nor that I have any opinion about the Son of God.

But the fish cooked in the cafeteria has always been famous for being unpalatable!

The chef who now cooks in the cafeteria always cooks fish as he pleases, and Alan doesn't have the freedom to do so. According to him, he cooks fish this way because his wife likes to watch the stars.

There is absolutely no connection between the two!

But that master chef is the big brother of all the young chefs, a ruthless man who retired after breaking half a leg in the front line of the battle. You have to learn to do what he does. Finally, someone summarized a document called "How to make a fish have more than a hundred flavors in the Vatican" which is really shocking.

"By the way, what about His Majesty the Holy Son?"

"Oh, I heard that he went to the opera with Her Highness Tina, and he just brought the fish back and left."

He does not mean that.

As Doris passed by the table of knights with her food tray, she pricked up her ears secretly and heard every word they said.

"I went there, using the ticket I bought, to watch my favorite opera with my favorite Majesty."

These words suddenly popped up in Doris' mind and she almost blurted them out, but fortunately she reacted and shut her mouth.

This scared her. She looked around panicking, and found that no one was paying attention to her. She quickly lowered her head and took the food back to their pastor, found a small empty table in the corner and started eating by herself.

But until she finished the last bite of the food, the girl was absent-minded and didn't even hear what the people around her said.

Her mind was filled with the image of Tina holding the hand of His Holiness the Son of God and walking into the theater together.

“What’s going on today?”

Doris patted her forehead, feeling very complicated.

Ever since she learned in the morning that His Majesty the Saint had gone out on a date with Her Royal Highness the Princess, her mood has been like this, up and down.

Even though I never owned it, I felt like something I loved was taken away from me.

"Hey! Doris, what are you thinking about? Why are you standing in the corner alone in a daze?" A familiar female pastor came over and waved with a smile.

Doris, who was in a daze, raised her head with a stiff expression, then she reacted and smiled on her cute and delicate face: "I felt a little uncomfortable today, but I'm fine now. Are you full?"

"You're full now. Do you want to wash the dishes together and then go back to the dormitory?"

"Ok."

Doris stood up and followed the pastor out.

While washing dishes, the female pastor casually asked, "Hey, Doris, have you decided which district to go to for this New Year's Festival? I don't want to be assigned to the aristocratic district. Those arrogant guys are so annoying."

"I don't know. Anyway, we'll go wherever we're assigned to." Doris thought about it and said.

Anyway, the Son of God will preside over the ceremony with the Pope, so what does it have to do with me? I can go anywhere, it's just a matter of being farther away from him or closer to him.

But whether it is far away or near, it is not right next to you.

The female priest didn't take it seriously: "Your father is a Templar Knight, isn't it just a matter of saying something when the time comes?"

"Kelly!"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot you don't like people mentioning your father in front of you," apologized the female pastor who was angrily called by Doris.

In the Vatican, there are a very small number of people with darker mindsets who think that so-called geniuses like Doris must have received support from their families, and that they would be given more resources. The Vatican says that it treats everyone equally on the surface, but who knows what is going on behind the scenes?

Even the closest blood relatives would quarrel over the distribution of interests. It is really not easy for the Holy See to make these people just think about it secretly.

Let’s talk about Doris’s father, Hobert, the one who went south with Cardinson. The only thing he secretly brought for his daughter was a jar of candy given by a friend, which he risked being caught by the Inspection Department by leaving his post for two minutes while on duty and running back home.

Without any added value, it's just ordinary, maybe just a tastier candy.

Doris has a father who is a Templar Knight and a mother who is an official priest. In the eyes of most people, children like them are born with a better starting point.

In fact, this is not the case. When Doris was a child, she was beaten by her mother until her palms were swollen and her voice was hoarse because she could not finish reciting the scriptures.

Although her reputation as a genius is not as brilliant as that of the Son of God, it is also the result of her hard work.

"I'm fine." Doris was the type who would just apologize if she said something wrong, and she shook her head to show that she didn't care.

In order to change the subject, the female pastor began to talk about what had happened recently.

Coincidentally, this is also what Doris is most afraid of hearing, but she always wants to hear it.

"I'm telling you, His Majesty is really good. As for your previous incident, His Majesty went back and forth many times to clarify things for you, and then he also asked several knights who were present at the time to run around and single-handedly suppressed all the rumors about you," the female priest's eyes revealed an enviable look. "His Majesty said, do you know what kind of impact it will have on a girl's life if you spread rumors about her like this? If you really have any dissatisfaction, just come and scold me. I don't care. He is really so handsome. I think if I encounter any problems, His Majesty will also come to protect me. After all, he is the Holy Son of all of us."

"Ah, that's right." Doris responded with a forced smile.

The female priest did not notice this, but continued, "I really envy Her Highness Tina for being favored by His Majesty the Holy Son."

"Who said it wasn't?"

Chapter 164: Forever is both romantic and cruel

After dinner, Doris went straight home and locked herself in her room again.

Normally, she should have lived in the pastor's dormitory, but she was given a holiday and went home to stay for a few days and no one said anything to her.

"Doris is not in good condition," this is the tacit understanding among everyone.

Everyone thought that she was in a bad mood because of what happened when she was out, after all, she was young.

In fact, only she herself knows why she is in a bad state, but no one will believe her even if she tells it out. Everyone thinks she is a child, but she is already an adult and she will have someone she likes.

Even if the person you like is impossible to be with forever.

forever.

This word is really romantic and cruel.

Doris lay on her back on the bed, her skirt blooming like a flower, her eyes empty, no one knew what she was thinking.

"Ding."

The wall clock in the corner beeped the hour. If Doris remembered correctly, it should be eight o'clock in the evening.

Time always passes so quickly without her noticing, and she can only watch helplessly as time slips away bit by bit, just like water in her hands, no matter how hard she tries it is in vain, you can't catch it.

The ticket he was given was for tonight at nine o'clock. What are they doing now?

Did you find a nice restaurant, enjoy a delicious dinner together, and then slowly head to the Kenovi Theater after eating, and walk in hand in hand, chatting and laughing like other couples.

After watching the opera, maybe they will not come back, but stay the night outside, and get a room in one of those magnificent hotels with thick carpets and a very large bathtub, where they can laugh and play, and then hug each other. The person they think about day and night will be hugged tightly by her, offer her red lips, and take away everything that should belong to them.

"Are you willing?"

There seemed to be a voice in her heart asking her this question again.

Doris uttered an extremely suppressed groan from her throat: "I'm not willing to accept this. I'm not willing to accept this."

It was as if there was a ball of fire, a ball of black fire, slowly crawling inside the body like a poisonous snake, bringing a burning pain wherever it went.

As if possessed by a ghost, she sat up from the bed like a puppet, walked step by step to the full-length mirror, and looked at herself in the mirror, who was always so lovely in her white priest robe.

"Why is it that you are so nice, but he doesn't like you at all?" asked the voice.

"why"

"Have you ever thought that it's because she's by his side that he's blocked his view of you, so he can't see your beauty?"

This sentence seemed to be a hint. Doris looked at herself in the mirror and slowly raised the corners of her mouth. She said in a daze, "Yes, if it weren't for her, his eyes would definitely be on me."

"So, go grab it?"

"Well, I want it. Grab it."

The white robe fell, and before the girl's charming curves could be seen in the air for even a second, they were covered by a luxurious and elegant black dress.

Doris couldn't remember when she bought this skirt. It seemed that an old lady she helped gave it to her when she went to the street before?

It doesn't matter anymore.

The skirt was very nice, she liked it very much, and she thought he would like it too.

"Please, this grand opera is about to begin, my dear little swan, go and show off your most beautiful feathers."

The voice gradually sank into my heart.

The girl in the mirror was sixteen years old, with short light blonde hair. Her face and features were as small and delicate as the top-notch dolls, and her skin was as white as snow. She was extremely beautiful from any angle.

But those deep blue eyes no longer had the former liveliness and elegance, leaving only layers of thick, indissoluble black fog that was about to swallow up everything in sight.

Just like the black clouds rolling in the sky, pressing down on the city and threatening to destroy it.

"Wow, that veal was really delicious. Your Highness, you should really try it medium rare. It's really great and very tender."

Cardinson held Tina's hand and walked out of one of the top three restaurants in the imperial capital. The unique flavor of the central region made him linger and he generously paid six gold coins.

Tina, who seemed to have been eating delicious food all day, rubbed her belly and said seriously: "Grandma said that food must be fully cooked."

Cardinson shrugged, glanced at the sky and said, "Well, well-done has its own taste, but I still like it a little tender. The beef in the cafeteria is not only well-done, it's almost stewed. The weather looks bad, it should snow. Let's go to the opera. Are your feet tired? I'll carry you, Your Highness."

"No, I can go."

Tina looked around shyly. Although it was cold at this time, there were still many people on the bustling Champs-Elysees. How could she have the nerve to let Cardinson carry her in public?

They had indeed walked quite a distance today, but Cardinson half-forced her to drink a lot of diluted recovery potions, so she only felt a little tired, but her feet were fine.

Cardinson pinched her face and said, "I'm worried that you'll be tired. What if you fall asleep during the opera?"

"I won't get tired. I will never get tired when I am with Mr. Knight."

After a whole day of getting along, Tina became bolder and could say things like this seriously with just a slight blush.

Cardinson smiled without saying anything. The hands they held had long since become interlocked, and now they were even tighter, as if the young couple were secretly competing with each other, and neither of them was willing to let go of the other's warmth.

The two of them walked closely together to the door of the Kenovi Theater.

Cardinson felt a little emotional when he saw the magnificent dome-shaped building. When he came here in his previous life, he mostly came here to complete tasks. For example, there is a daily task that often appears, called [The heart needs peace after the battle]. After completing any ten battles, watching a half-hour performance in the Kenovi Theater can reduce your killing value by five points.

In the setting of "Blue Realm", each battle will bring an indefinite amount of kill value. Killing players in the wild will fill up the value directly. When the kill value reaches 100, the character name will turn red, and a lot of trouble will arise.

Therefore, you can often see a group of idiots with red names sitting inside watching the opera with blank expressions, clapping with blank expressions, staring at the opera singers with blank expressions, and making them almost cry.

Chapter 165: She's not my wife yet, but she will be soon

Now Cardinson finally has the opportunity to come here and enjoy the opera without any purpose.

In the past, he had little interest in this kind of elegant art. If it weren't for the daily tasks, he would never come. Wouldn't it be better to use this time to do a few more dungeons?

It is indeed a bit too much to ask a young person who has been influenced by the impetuous modern life for twenty years to patiently accept the influence of art.