Stephanie Fareins was the First Princess's full name.
Members of the royal family of almost all countries used the country's name as their surname.
This custom was itself brought about by the royal family of Fareins.
As the First Princess, the king's favorite eldest daughter, Stephanie had never been wronged since she was a child. Life was smooth, and although she had a rather arrogant temper at the time, she wasn't too bad or bad in nature, and the big shots of other forces didn't bother to argue with a young girl.
Until she was sixteen, when she was so bored that she took on the mission to Hollevin.
Then, she encountered her first time being beaten by someone.
Beaten by her peers, she almost cried.
And she had no reason to be angry. After all, it was normal to be beaten up for speaking rudely at the other party's wedding.
Besides, Stephanie at that time wasn't as powerful as she was now, and it wouldn't be so easy for her to deal with Hollevin even if she wanted to.
After all, it was a feudal country, and no matter how much control the royal family had over the local lords, it was impossible for them to send an expedition against Hollevin over such a small matter.
Then this Andonara, who had beaten her to the point of almost crying, had a rather special place in Stephanie's heart.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw Andonara virtuously making a quilt for Roland.
The two of them pulled down their hoods, and Stephanie looked at Andonara and said strangely, "Why don't you find a maid to do these things? You're both a queen and a Legendary Great Swordsman. You shouldn't be doing these chores no matter which identity you are."
"What's wrong with cooking for my man and helping him make a quilt?" Andonara turned around and looked at Stephanie. "It's a wife's duty. Or do you women of the Fareins royal family not know how to get along with a husband? "
Hmm!
Stephanie's expression was solemn. "Although Mr. Roland is a Golden Son, you really don't have to do this."
As she spoke, she had a distressed expression on her face.
Roland interjected from the side, "You three talk, I'll sit in the living room for a while."
The three women made a play, and Roland didn't want to get involved.
He took the initiative to walk to the living room and help the three of them close the bedroom door.
This time, he didn't derive the magic data or check the forum. Instead, he entered the guild chat interface and pinged Schuck.
Roland: "Schuck, are you still in the capital of Fareins? I'm here now. Let's meet up tomorrow for a chat."
Schuck: You're here too? Wait … I just heard a dozen minutes ago that a Mage of the Golden Sons insulted the First Princess Stephanie. It can't be you, right?
Lauren: "It should be me."
Schuck: "Tsk, impressive." Let's meet at the Moonlight Stone Tavern in the city at around eight o 'clock tomorrow morning.
Roland: Sure.
Schuck: "I still have something to do here. Let's talk tomorrow."
After that, Roland had nothing else to do. He opened the system menu and continued to derive the data of Inferior Fireball.
Time passed quickly when one was immersed in research.
About half an hour later, the bedroom door opened, and First Princess Stephanie walked out. When she passed by Roland, she said, "Mr. Roland, if possible, I hope you can bring Andonara to my afternoon tea tomorrow afternoon."
Roland pondered for a moment.
In his opinion, the so-called afternoon tea was nothing more than gossip between women.
Instead of attending such an event, he might as well lock himself in his room, and even if he didn't study magic, he could read the forums and see what big news the idiotic netizens had made.
Of course, this was also his more straightforward way of thinking.
If it were other players who flirted with girls, they would've agreed immediately.
After all, Stephanie was really beautiful and had a good figure.
"If you really can't come, you can ask Andonara to come."
The First Princess revealed her true purpose with this sentence.
So he was just an accessory. Roland shrugged helplessly. "Let's talk about it tomorrow."
"Please consider my opinion, sir." Stephanie slightly emphasized her tone, but not harshly. "I would very much like you to come, sir."
Roland chuckled and didn't say anything.
Seeing that Roland was so stubborn, Stephanie clicked her tongue slightly, then turned around and left with Sharon.
Just a few seconds after they left the room, Andonara came out of the room.
She sat next to Roland, next to him, and said, "This First Princess is not quite the same as before. She used to be arrogant and domineering, but now, she's willing to listen to people. "
"People always grow up, especially after being beaten up by you." Roland smiled and said, "Are you going to attend the First Princess' afternoon tea tomorrow?"
"Well, I haven't decided yet."
Now Andonara's perception of the First Princess had changed a lot.
She did want to attend the afternoon tea hosted by the First Princess, because the First Princess said that only a few familiar noblewomen would be invited.
There wouldn't be other men.
This way, it wouldn't make Roland jealous or have bad ideas.
It was just that … she really wanted to be by Roland's side.
Seeing her slightly conflicted look, Roland smiled and said, "I'm going to meet an old friend tomorrow, and it's not very good to take you with me. It just so happens that the First Princess invited you, so just say yes."
Having lived together for more than a year, Roland naturally knew very well that Andonara liked to have afternoon tea with friends.
She relied on this method to relax her mind and engage in social activities.
When in Hollevin, as long as it wasn't windy or rainy, Andonara would always invite the mayor's wife and other noblewomen over for afternoon tea.
The women could drink a few glasses of fruit wine and eat a few cakes, and they could chat very happily until the evening.
It was the kind that wanted to continue.
Hearing Roland say so, Andonara nodded. "Then I'll come back earlier tomorrow."
The next day, Roland washed up and went to the Moonlight Stone Tavern.
As soon as he entered the tavern, Roland saw Schuck.
The kid was surrounded by three waitresses, who were chattering and introducing him to the tavern's signature wine and signature dishes.
And the atmosphere between the three waitresses didn't seem to be very good.
And Schuck had a helpless look on his face.
Roland walked over and sat down across from Schuck.
Schuck casually named a few dishes, and the three waitresses had to leave to make the preparations.
The three waitresses took three steps, then stopped and looked back, looking rather reluctant.
Seeing this, Roland shook his head helplessly. "As expected of you. You always attract bees and butterflies wherever you go."
"It's normal, because I'm so handsome." Schuck smiled matter-of-factly and then asked, "Why are you here?"
Roland then told him the whole story.
After hearing it, Schuck found it odd. "It's true that we have some cooperation with the Association of Mages recently, but it's all relatively small things. I didn't hear anything big!"
Roland opened his hands. "That I don't know. Anyway, I'm just here to freeload on some books."
"Maybe it's a confidential matter. After all, we Saint Samurai don't have to deal with internal affairs, so it's normal that they didn't tell us. "Schuck nodded indifferently.
Roland looked around and asked, "Where's your dragoness? Didn't she come with me?"
"She's still sleeping. Dragons are all sleepy."
While Schuck was talking, a waitress served a plate of meat dishes. She pulled her neckline low, revealing two large lumps of fat, and even winked at Schuck.
Unfortunately, Schuck completely pretended not to see it.
The waitress left dejectedly.
Schuck scooped some meat into his plate with a knife and fork, took a bite, and continued, "You have to be careful in the capital. I always feel that something is wrong, as if something is going to happen. It's a pity that I haven't been here for long, and I haven't established my own team yet. I'm completely blind, and I can only judge a lot of things by my feelings. "
"It's none of my business, I'm just a passerby." Roland didn't think it was a big deal. "Even if a civil war breaks out in the Fareins Kingdom, I can just teleport away, and it won't affect me."
Schuck said enviously, "Being able to teleport means you can do whatever you want."
"You have the nerve to criticize me? I don't have to do anything every month, but I can get a dozen gold coins, have a dragon mount, and have a high status as a Saint Samurai. You're still envious of me like this, are you even human? "
Schuck smiled and said, "It's all because I'm proud of myself, unable to see what I have."
Then, the two of them ate, drank, and chatted in the tavern. Although they often met in reality, chatting in the game had a different feeling.
Because there was enough time.
They chatted for six hours in the game, but only two hours had passed in the real world, and it was in the state of sleep at night.
They chatted from morning until evening.
They talked about everything, in the game, outside the game. Most of the time, chatting with friends was just for the feeling, and it didn't matter what exactly they talked about.
When Roland returned to the guest room of the Association of Mages, he found that Andonara had already returned.
She was preparing dinner.
"Did you enjoy your afternoon tea today?" Roland asked, standing next to her, leaning against the wall.
Andonara turned her head. "It was fine, Stephanie took good care of me. She always explained the scandals that the other noblewomen talked about to me when I didn't understand them, and the fruit wine provided by the royal family of Fareins is much better than the fruit wine provided by the royal family of Hollevin."
Roland could see that Andonara was indeed much happier.
Back in the Red Magic Tower, although Andonara also had afternoon tea, she drank it alone most of the time.
Occasionally, she would drag the catgirl with her, but the catgirl didn't know how to "drink" afternoon tea.
The so-called afternoon tea, in the eyes of the noblewomen, was a means of socializing, a place to exchange information, and more importantly, to cultivate relationships.
The catgirl simply drank juice and ate cake.
She barely talked.
Very boring.
Soon, dinner was ready. The two of them put the dishes on the table in the living room and were about to eat, when there was a hasty knock on the door.
Roland opened the door and found a team of black-robed soldiers standing outside.
The leading soldier said hurriedly, "Sir, I'm very sorry, but can you gather with your family at the square where the flying boat docks? The deputy chairman has been assassinated, and we need your cooperation to find the murderer. "
Roland: Huh?
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