"Do you know?" Sai Xiliu looked at the moon-white summer clothes that could be recognized as high-end products at a glance. She was full of gorgeous clothes like a rich man who could blind the krypton-gold dog eyes of the silks. She couldn't help but ask Lu Xi.

"No, I don't know him. He must have recognized the wrong person." Lu Xi said without hesitation.

"How could it be that wrong? Lucy, my friend, we have a deep and sincere friendship in combat and a close friend like steel!" The blonde man said loudly, sitting down next to Lu Xi without any hesitation.

"Actually, my name is Lu Fei, Lu Xi's twin brother. One Piece's God-Master is decided. My brother was trampled to death by a passing wild Ultraman a year ago. So, you really recognized the wrong person. But when he was dying, he said that even if he turned into ashes, he would not let Olivier's end of owed 100 gold coins... Do you know this Mr. Olivier?"

"Oh hehe, well, I'm worthy of being my best friend, the joke is still so profound." The blonde man laughed dryly, and his attention quickly shifted to the two girls in the same seat. He did not hide the stunning and appreciation in his eyes at all, and said, "Hey, hello, two beautiful girls, my name is Olivier Langheim, a wandering poet who protects love and peace. Can you ask your name?"

Sai Xiliu smiled very hard, counting down the hair, like a furry kitten, Olivier's expression was full of alertness. Lim tilted her head and looked at the other party for a while. After half a second, her attention returned to the small pastry on the plate. She was still struggling whether to eat or not.

But the girl who was lying on the table and eating and chewing cakes raised her head when she heard the news. She still had a bit of cake residue on her face, looked at Olivier with a confused look, and then spoke in a serious tone: "Olivier, when did you have this surname?"

As soon as these words were said, Sai Xiliu's vigilance became even more apparent; Lim looked at the other party in confusion; Lu Xi shrugged and smiled, obviously he had known that it was a pseudonym.

"Oh, how could my sister be so cute?" Olivier murmured and looked up at the sky, silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Well, actually, I don't call this name on my household registration, but as an artist who wanders around, I must need something like a stage name..."

"So Olivier Langheim is the stage name?" Lu Xi asked with a sneer.

"It's a bit too much to say that it's a stage name. I still hope there's a brighter one," Olivier scratched his head with some distress, "For example, the flashing Oliley, the warrior of love, the guardian of peace, and so on..."

A disgusting expression appeared on Sai Xiliu's face, Lim once again focused on the pastry, Lu Xi sighed helplessly, looked at the blonde girl who was walking with Olivier and said, "Is that your sister?"

"Yes, my sister is the cutest sister in the world. Artoria, this is my best friend Lucy. Remember what I mentioned to you, come and sit together."

"You were just saying that my sister is not that cute or something..."

Lu Xi was still complaining in a low voice. The blonde girl called Artoria had already walked over with her plate and sat next to Olivier, who was suspected to be her brother, and she seemed very neat and generous.

"Hello, Miss Lucy, my name is Artoria Pangunda Nord Yanor. Unfilial brother has caused you a lot of trouble, please be sure to accept my apology." Artoria expressed her gratitude to Lu Xi in a meticulous expression and tone. The perfect etiquette that was almost mechanical immediately made Lu Xi feel a little nervous.

"You are so polite. As long as he pays back the money he owes, there is no problem of who will bother who... Then again, who is the lady? How did this blonde fool say to me?"

Lu Xi was about to complain, but Sai Xiliu, who was standing beside him, suddenly realized the full name reported by the other party, "Wait... Nord Yanor, are you Vigia's princess?"

Compared to the salary thief like Lu Xi who was busy waiting to die, Sai Xiliu, who worked diligently for the dream of a diplomat, his foreign affairs knowledge is naturally much richer. In her knowledge, "Yanor" is the surname of the royal family of the northern Vigian Empire, and only the royal family's legitimate lineage is qualified to give the title "Nord" before the surname, to commemorate the Nord tribe, the ancient ancestor of the Vigians, the "people of the Sky" of the Nord tribe.

Artoria nodded and admitted: "Well, my father is indeed Emperor Vigia."

Sai Xiliu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Princess, this is the first time I have seen a real princess! Well... why do you always feel a little lacking in reality?"

A hint of flush flashed slightly on Artoria's face, and then she said in a solemn tone: "But before the Princess of Virgia, I was first a knight. Of course, I also hope that others would like to date me as an ordinary knight."

Even if you say that, who would really do this? Lu Xi complained in his heart while silently using the exploration technique to take a photo.

Name: Artoria Pangunda Nord Yanor. Race: Virgian. Age: 19.

Occupation: Nord Royal Knight (level 45), Nord Heavy Swordsman (level 23). Skills:???. Attributes:???. Comprehensive Strength: Golden Level 4.

Well, another Golden Saint Seiya-level soft girl... Lu Xi was completely desperate about this world where the white and rich beauties were about to defy the sky. Of course, from the outside, this wild and rich beauties was just an ordinary foodie soft girl. She was looking at Lim and the pastries on the other party's tray with her eyes.

"Can I eat this...can I eat it?" Artoria said in a hopeful voice.

"Hmm?" Lim looked up at the strange face in confusion.

"Well, I see you hesitated for a long time. Maybe you don't want to eat it anymore... So, can you give it to me?"

Not to mention the interaction between the natural foodie and Sanwu for now, Lu Xi tilted his head, looked at Olivier with the corner of his eyes, and sighed long: "Then, you guy is the prince? Although he had known that your identity was not simple for a long time, he didn't expect it to be so exaggerated."

"Oh, my life experience is determined by the gods, but the future is determined by oneself." Olivier waved his hand and said, "My main business is still the wandering guardian of love and peace, and the side business is Prince Vigia. Wait, according to common sense, my sister said she is a princess, and your first reaction should be to make panic screams, which is more reasonable, right? Why do you recognize it so simply?"

"If you say you are the prince, I definitely don't believe it." Lu Xi pointed to Artoria and said, "But look at this girl, she is just a natural fool. How can she lie?"

"What is my image in your mind?"

"...But, does it really matter that Vigia has a prince like you?"

"Hey, why do people always say that? It's so rude and you?" Olivier said helplessly.

"It doesn't matter." Artoria suddenly spoke.

Girl, you see what you said... it's perfect for you to complain. Did you look at your brother's face turn green?

Artoria continued to say seriously: "Above us, brother Marcos and brother Enleco, are both perfect knights and leaders. No matter how disconnected Olivier is or how unreliable it is, Vigia will not have inheritance problems. So it doesn't matter."

Sure enough, is the most sharp complaint in the world still a natural cuteness?

Lu Xi looked at Olivier, who was almost weathered, and his deep sympathy disappeared in just half a second.

"Then, you Vigian royal family came to the City of Glory to celebrate the birthday of the Sun King, right?" Lu Xi asked.

"This is a necessary diplomatic etiquette." Olivier said: "After all, Emperor Guyus is the oldest and longest-serving emperor in modern times. The Auckland Empire is also the most powerful country. On his 80th birthday, if there were no representatives of the Virgia royal family present, all countries would feel that we were rude."

Lu Xi couldn't help but smile: "No matter how much you curse yourself in your stomach, you still want to congratulate Your Majesty on your life. You are really working hard."

"This is politics!" Olivier also sneered, "It is because of this that the eldest brother and the second brother are unwilling to come, so my father had to kick me over."

"You are the most suitable one. Flattering is the strength of you performers." Lu Xi said: "Besides, if someone hadn't beat you up badly, with your Virginians' temperament, you would definitely not be so well-behaved."

As soon as these words were said, Olivier still had a heartless smile, but Artoria's face suddenly turned red. This was shame, and then it turned blue. It was depressed. Finally, it turned red again, which was anger.

The Battle of the Balg Plateau forty-five years ago was the greatest shame in the six hundred years since the founding of the Vigianode Dynasty.

Originally, I thought that the Holy Springs of Auckland had begun to decline. The contemporary Emperor Vigia, known as the "overlord", led 300,000 Nord brothers and nearly one million orc coalition forces that had just been subdued by him to the south (of course, most of them were cannon fodder like goblins and dogheads). They were serious and had the spirit of whipping out the whip and unifying the country.

Even the father of the current Prime Minister of Auckland, the short-selling Tyrion, the head of Lancaster who was known for his resoluteness and arrogance, was so terrified that he could not help but feel a little bit like a million and could not speak for a long time.

At that time, the Sun King Guyus was just a young man in his early 30s. He just flattened the princes who were ready to move in the country, and the country's government was in ruins.

It was in this unfavorable situation that the Sun King and Queen Esteel resolutely led their troops north. After several years of fierce battle and a series of alliances, they finally won a decisive victory in the decisive battle of the Balg Plateau. Steremson I, who had lost half of the troops, had to issue the oath of "With His Majesty Guyus in one day, Vigia will never go south." Subsequently, the unfulfilled overlord died of blood on his way back to the imperial capital, and the orc who had just subdued declared "**" again, and until forty-five years later, he was still fighting with the Vigians.

"If you lose, you lose." Artoria said seriously: "But we won't keep losing like this. Well, the knights of the Empire will definitely cleanse their shame on the battlefield, and my dream is to be one of them and die side by side with them."

Well, it’s really a passionate ambition with a knight-like look! But by the way, it’s really okay for you to make such a murderous oath in the capital of the enemy country? Didn’t you see that your brother’s face is purple?
Chapter completed!