Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

Ericsson sorted out the information in his hand, put it aside, walked out the door, and saw a familiar maid walking towards Princess Alice's room with a silver tray.

Although the meal time had passed, because the princess used her body to hang out with her willful body today and did not have a good rest, the loyal housekeeper also postponed the meal time so that the other party could rest for a while.

Ericsson glanced at the tray, which contained a small bowl of light cream of mushroom soup, a roasted deer loin with chestnuts for the main course, a cherry pie, and colorful, dripping berries in a silver bowl.

The portion is not large, but it is very delicate, which fully caters for Princess Alice's not-so-good appetite.

"Come on, you can go to rest."

Ericsson took the tray from the maid and prepared to take it to Princess Alice, watching the other party finish the meal.

That elegant and willful beautiful girl is always playing tricks in this aspect, such as pretending to finish the food, but actually sending it back without a single bite.

Thinking of this, Ericsson felt a little funny. Who would have thought that the princess who was famous in Europe would have such a capricious moment?

However, her excellent ability can make food disappear in an instant, which makes Miss Ericsson and the maids have a lot of criticism.

"She's a willful little girl. Since that's the case, let me help you."

A steady voice suddenly came from Ericsson's side, and a young man with a high single ponytail and a long black trench coat walked past her.

This made the housekeeper's face change color at once, and she had never heard this unique tone.

This is impossible. This is the private residence of the daughter of the Duke of Godding, Princess Alice, with a formidable and terrifying defense. Even as the housekeeper, she is an excellent defender. Habits Ericsson are kept in mind.

After the young man finished speaking, he ignored her and walked straight towards the only door in the center of the red corridor, with his back to Ericsson, as if he was the master here.

Sunlight cast from the classical window frame with patterns, illuminating half of the man's body. He had long hair made of quite pure black, magnificent but complicated.

He moved forward as tall and straight as the top of a mountain, and the distance of each step was accurate, with the taste of primitive etiquette and the indifference and nobility that was born to look down on everything.

This kind of temperament is familiar to Ericsson. The princess Alice she serves also has such a noble temperament. It is not an acquired training, but a natural birth.

Some things are meant to stand in the sky.

His face is as delicate as a statue dedicated to the gods by a skilled craftsman, but the curvature is so soft, making this statue full of vitality and majesty, so elegant and beautiful.

The most attractive thing is the ancient and strict face, purple eyes like broken diamonds spread on the ground, and he is catching light from every angle.

This kind of man who conforms to the concept of ecstasy makes the female housekeeper who is in the marriageable period and has already started to register as a member of the wedding banquet agency, and her breathing stagnates for a moment, but the next moment, she still responds.

Without even a warning, a sharp whip kick hit the young man's head with a cracking sound. Ericsson is the best housekeeper. This kind of illegal intrusion will make her face the visitor with the most decisive attitude.

Even though her heart was already rippling, her whip legs could blow the lion's head.

"madness."

The man said softly, he never glanced back at the heartfelt housekeeper, nor did he respond, because Feng had already responded.

One of the incarnations from Veleslana is no longer a tasteless teleportation skill, but an elves that can incarnate into a storm.

There is no trace of magic in the white wind bundles that have gathered into reality. They quickly wrapped around the attacking whip legs, and shot the soft sound of swords unsheathed in the air like thunder, and the sound of heavy objects falling was accompanied by soft sounds. Ming recalled that Ericsson had fallen to the ground, looking at the two empty sounds in front of her and the murmur of blood flowing out of the knee, her chest, the sharp wind blade had left two deep marks.

Although she avoided it with all her might in life and death, the gust of wind was still with her. If the opponent did not launch a second attack, but instead turned into an updraft and caught the tray of food, it would have been broken. her neck.

The funny thing is that the other party didn't even make a move.

When she saw those eyes of different colors, Ericsson had already realized who was coming, but her body and injuries had lost a lot of blood and it was too late for her to report the warning to Her Royal Highness, who was serving, and she fell in a pool of blood.

And Roland had already taken the tray and opened the door.

In the quiet room, perhaps because of the reassuring silence, Alice turned around a few times, and finally fell asleep in a sideways posture, her hair spread out on the bed like a golden river.

"Huh, huh..."

Roland looked at the girl who was breathing cutely, and looked at the other's face.

Everyone has to admit that this is a beautiful and lovely girl, with long blond hair that has always been smooth and shiny, her translucent milky white skin is extremely smooth, the bridge of the nose is straight, and there are a pair of big sparkling eyes under the long eyelashes. The addition of things together reflects the beauty of a slender figure like a doll.

From the bottom of his heart, Roland also thinks that this girl is very attractive, not from the body, but from the brilliance that is about to overflow, this girl has a talent that he will be addicted to.

Without any comparison, Roland can be sure that this must be the strongest witch in the world. If this is the time when the gods exist, she will probably be cast an olive branch by the powerful gods, because she has this qualification.

The qualification to climb towards the higher realm, towards the gods in the sky.

Finally, under the long stare, her eyelashes began to flutter slightly.

"Well……"

Princess Alice relaxed her stiff body after a long absence, and groaned. In the gap between the curtains, the sun had already shone on the middle of the bed, which meant that it had been a long time. She originally wanted to rest for a while, but she slept until the afternoon. It's an incredible move.

Maybe it's because it's easier to fall asleep after being excited. She hasn't had such a comfortable sleep for a long time, but it's a rare act that the strict housekeeper has indulged her for so long.

"Ericsson?"

Princess Alice made a hoarse and sweet voice, and her closed eyes slowly opened.

The pair of focuses did not overlap, and the wet eyes looked in Roland's direction. Princess Alice's relaxed expression still had the aftertaste of a sleepy face, which looked very innocent and cute.

The sleepy eyes were clearly conscious, but they were still in a trance. When Roland tentatively stretched out her hand, she took the initiative to rub Roland's hand with her face, and an unconscious whisper came out of her throat, like a tangled cat.

Princess Alice, who was relaxed because of the long-lost deep sleep, called her housekeeper subconsciously, but did not get the usual response, but smelled an abnormal **** smell. Her superior inspiration also came with a sharp sound like an air raid siren. Tweet.

She regained her consciousness stiffly, and saw a classic chair placed on it by her bed, and withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened. The handsome young man was using that strange Eyes scrutinized everything about her.

"Have you seen enough? Wang, if you want to continue, please feel free, but can I go and treat my housekeeper first?"

White-blond hair, with a stunning face that must give admiration even in a critical aesthetic, a dignified and elegant manner, and a soft and pleasant voice even in anger.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the pale skin is considered to be degraded, and it is very difficult to see the color of blood. It gives a feeling of pity and weakness, and it is also very suitable for Roland's appetite.

Obviously it is himself who is in crisis, but he still thinks of the responsibility of the implicated for the first time~www.novelmt.com~ This kind of heroic temperament in stark contrast to the weak body.

This woman has the value of training.

"Don't worry, I didn't kill me. After all, it's not polite to leave a body as a guest for the first time."

Roland picked up the tray, "Compared to this, let's eat first? You are so pale, it's not good if you don't eat well."

"Your Majesty Roland! You don't need to humiliate me like this."

Princess Alice repeated it again in an annoyed tone, subconsciously trying to struggle, but she was worried that she was wearing a nightgown, so she could only glared at Roland.

Hearing such words, Roland's smile not only did not disappear, but became more brilliant. He looked at the girl who dared to look at him, and a strange light lit up in his pupils.

After temporarily taking control of the girl with illusion, Roland controlled Alice to open her mouth like she was playing with a doll, scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to her mouth.

"This can't be done. Facing the kindness of others, you have to accept it obediently."