On New Year's Eve, Luo Ya and Akat sat in a carriage alone, heading towards the magnificent St. Faro's Cathedral.
The carriage was very comfortable and spacious, but it didn't belong to the Akat Family. It was a royal carriage with the emblem of the Shield of Radiant Wings.
Today, as a member of the royal family, the Heathcliff family was very busy. They were fighting on two fronts. John of the Holy See had to host the annual prayer meeting of the Holy See, while Prince Kane had to play his role as a member of the royal family and host a banquet in the palace.
Because of this, Luo Ya was alone.
As a Marquis and a military officer, Ka Diya naturally had to attend Prince Kai Yin's banquet. Although Ai Lisi could go anywhere, for safety reasons, Luo Ya insisted that Ka Diya take care of her all the time. After the previous incident, the Marquis also agreed.
So Ai Lisi, who was originally happy because of the excitement, immediately turned red. She grabbed Luo Ya's hand for a long time before letting go. Before leaving, she didn't forget to remind Luo Ya.
"Brother, I heard that Her Royal Highness is the leader of the choir today, so when we meet, it's better to let Her Royal Highness conserve her energy and not talk too much."
"Eh? It's like that. "
Luo Ya was surprised to hear that Nuo Aier was the leader of the choir for the first time. He finally understood why he hadn't heard from her for more than two weeks.
She was probably training hard. Speaking of which, with Nuo Aier's beauty and her position as the leader of the choir, was she trying to cultivate a new generation of idols? Her popularity would definitely be through the roof.
"But, it should be fine if we just talk, right?"
"No! Uh, I mean … After that, we can go see Her Royal Highness together, and we can talk then. "
"Well, that's true."
Ai Lisi looked at Luo Ya with a smile, but her eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at the dagger at the youth's waist. The girl's expression remained unchanged, but her hands uncontrollably clenched.
The president of the Luo Ya x Ai Lisi Fan Club, Anna, had used various means to reveal to the girl that Nuo Aier and Luo Ya had exchanged daggers. At that time, the Ai Lisi had suffered a heavy blow, but when she went to see Luo Ya with tears in her eyes, she realized that the young man didn't take it seriously at all.
After asking for more details, Ai Lisi realized that it was a misunderstanding, but at the same time, she became vigilant.
Nuo Aier, this was an opponent that the introverted Ai Lisi didn't dare to make an enemy out of. Compared to her, anyone of the same age would feel like an ugly duckling. But feeling the burning feelings in her heart, Ai Lisi couldn't let go no matter what.
My advantage is that I'm by Old-sama's side. Although Miss Nuo Aier is strong, she can't accompany him. Father has also acknowledged me, and in the future, as long as Old-sama …
"Okay, then I'll go first. See you tomorrow, Ai Lisi."
A warm hand touched the silver-haired girl's head, causing Ai Lisi's body to stiffen and her mind to go blank. She raised her head to look at the smiling Luo Ya, and a layer of red immediately appeared on her white and tender face.
"Uh, um, see you, Old-sama."
The overheated girl who couldn't think straight could only stutter out her farewell, and then watched as the youth boarded the car and left.
Since then, Luo Ya's lonely car ride had lasted for nearly an hour.
It had to be said that Heathcliff was very considerate. In order to ensure Luo Ya's safety, he sent a small team of knights to accompany him. But because of this, the speed of the team was greatly reduced. Coupled with the traffic congestion caused by the new year's crowd, it took an hour for the team to reach the central road. At the end of the central road was the towering St. Faro's Cathedral.
"There are so many people here. Where did they all come from?"
Luo Ya leaned close to the window and looked out. At a glance, he saw the highest number of people in the last ten years of his memory.
A sea of brains? Rubbing shoulders isn't enough to describe this density, is it? It's almost stacked together. Are you Hindustanis?
Luo Ya suddenly remembered a certain ethnic motorcycle show in his previous life. He could only say that he had underestimated the influence of the Church of the Primordial Goddess. After discovering the church's carriage, Luo Ya went from being an observer to being observed.
"Look!"
"That family emblem, it's the royal carriage!"
"Who's inside? Her Royal Highness? "
When the crowd outside Heathcliff's carriage became noisy, Luo Ya hurriedly pulled up the small curtains. The team sped up after entering the empty central road. Perhaps the coachman and the knights were not used to the attention of so many people.
Unfortunately, the cathedral was off-limits, so Luo Ya and the others could only stop by the side door. The youth tidied up his appearance in the carriage, put on the badge of honor on his chest, and tried to control his breathing to prepare for the baptism of attention. However, the moment the door opened, Luo Ya, who thought he was ready, couldn't help but freeze.
There were so many people. There must be thousands of them.
Facing thousands of eyes outside the carriage, Luo Ya felt a lot of pressure. After thinking for a while, he cast a spell to balance his breathing and forcibly suppressed the needle-like feeling.
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