The Holy Right of a Comic

Using succinct words to record the life of Her Majesty the Queen for the past seventeen years and the ways and means of gaining power, Roy finally took out the seal that belongs to the Supreme Bishop of the Church of the Holy Church, and stamped it on this volume. Stamped, so the content in this volume has a sacred effect.

Her Royal Highness always needs to have an identity and position by her side, and Roy is just about to re-establish the Burial Organization. With Her Royal Highness's current strength, it is more than enough to become a member of the Burial Organization, so that she can also integrate into the church It just so happens that Her Royal Highness is also a devout Christian believer, and she doesn't even need to do things like conversion.

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After finishing writing, Roy put away the file and put it in a safe. There are many top-secret documents of the church in this safe, which is one of the important items he will bring to London.

"Boom——"

There was a sound in front of the door, and Roy didn't need to guess who would come to him at this time, "...Come in, Anna!"

Anastasia gently opened the door and walked in. She was holding a plate in her hand with a cup of steaming coffee on it. After closing and locking the door, Her Royal Highness did it lightly. Walking to Roy's desk, he said in a light and melodious voice: "...Godfather, this is the coffee I made, would you like to have a taste?"

Roy looked up and saw that Her Royal Highness did not wear that luxurious crown today. She put the coffee cup on the table with her right hand and hugged Wei tightly with her left hand. Because she was in the room, she took off the crown. He took off his cloak and coat, and only wore a thin unlined garment.

The neckline of the dress is low, and under the intertwined lace pattern is a piece of snow-white jade skin, and the cross on her jade neck is clinging to the round deep ravine.

"Thank you, Anna, you wrote a letter before saying that you are learning how to make coffee, and now you have finally learned it?"

"I can be considered a qualified barista now...Godfather, don't work too hard, you have to learn how to combine work and rest."

Anastasia rolled her eyes and chuckled lightly. So.

Chapter 109 The fighting nation who drinks vodka is invincible!

Anastasia gently held the coffee cup with both hands, and faint ice crystals formed, which made the steaming coffee cool down quickly. She remembered that Roy liked to drink iced coffee rather than hot coffee Yes, even in the cold winter, he likes cool things.

Seeing that His Royal Highness even remembered such small details as he liked, Roy's eyes flashed tenderness, he picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, and under the expectant gaze of His Royal Highness, he nodded and said: "... yes, The taste is very much to my taste.”

With Roy's praise, Her Royal Highness's smile became even brighter. In order to make the coffee that Roy likes to drink, she has been working hard to learn and innovate, choosing from different temperatures and varieties of coffee beans. Coffee that was enough to satisfy even a picky person like Roy.

‘Maybe I can open a coffee shop in the future... No, let’s open a ramen shop. '

Anastasia was thinking wildly, although her parents are no longer there, and her sisters have gone to North America, but sometimes she would selfishly think that the current life is the life she has been longing for since she was eight years old." "Three one three", following the godfather every day, there is no need to think about superfluous things, and the godfather is always able to tolerate his little willfulness. Such a simple and single-handed life is actually what the imperial daughter of Romanov desires most day.

‘I hope that such a day can last forever, without being disturbed by others. '

She secretly prayed to the Lord.

"Italians love espresso, and honestly even I'm not sensitive to that taste."

Roy was handling the documents on the table and the official business of the church, while Anastasia pulled up a chair and sat quietly beside Roy with 'V' in her arms, her delicate and beautiful chin resting on the edge of the table , look at Roy, and look at the document he is replying.

Roy doesn't like to add too much sugar and milk to coffee, that is, cappuccino and mocha. Yi Suo didn't like it, he liked the Americano coffee that was in between, but at this time Americano coffee hadn't appeared yet, but Her Royal Highness made a more suitable taste, maybe it should be renamed Russian style?

"The godfather has to do so much work every day."

Looking at the pile of documents on the table, Anastasia sighed.

"In addition to the internal work of the Orthodox Church, the most important thing is the various approvals of the Holy Church. There are too many departments involved in the Holy Church, and they all have to be aggregated to me. To be honest, I have begun to regret the integration of the Holy Church."

Roy threw the pen in his hand on the table, and he leaned on the back of the chair and stretched, "...no one can help me share the work now, and I don't know when I can find a few overtime tool people to help me How about Anna, can you do me a favor?"

"Never!"

Her Royal Highness was already having a headache from looking at so many documents, she shook her head repeatedly and said: "...I won't do this kind of thing, I'd better leave it to the godfather."

"You can't help me share the work pressure, what use are you, my little fairy~~"

Roy laughed at Her Royal Highness.

Anastasia puffed up her cheeks angrily, stretched out five slender fingers, and replied in a serious manner: "...I pour coffee for the godfather every day, cut fruit, and your clothes are always made by me. I went to wash it and didn’t hand it over to other priests, so how can I say that I’m useless.”

Her Royal Highness, who was dispatched to Siberia and Yekaterinburg, learned many housework that ordinary girls would do during that miserable year and a half. Although the life of that year and a half was very tiring, it also washed away Anastasia The flashy temperament in the past knows how to work hard and endure hardships.

"It's useless if you can't help me share the work. You should have been sent to Siberia to dig potatoes or mine in the first place."

"The godfather is really bad."

Anastasia raised her small hand and lightly tapped Roy's arm, and let out a coquettish sound, but the corners of her crooked eyes were full of smiles.

Such willful days, bickering with the godfather are the daily life that Her Royal Highness is most grateful to the Lord for.

Roy patted Her Royal Highness's little hand away. He pressed his forehead and frowned slightly. The sequelae of the "Humanism Correction Formula" used two days ago are still there. Although it does not affect his strength, this kind of Haven't had a headache for a long time.

"Godfather, are you alright?"

Her Royal Highness asked with concern.

"It's nothing, it will be fine in a day or two, you don't have to worry."

"Then I...help Godfather relax?"

Roy thought that His Royal Highness wanted to massage his head, although it was useless, his headache was mental rather than physical, but Roy saw that Her Royal Highness was so serious, it was not easy to brush her He nodded and said: "...then I'll leave it to you."

Roy closed his eyes and waited for Her Royal Highness to serve her. Only her parents could do this kind of service for Romanov's Royal Highness.

Anastasia stood up. She looked at Roy who closed her eyes. Hesitation and hesitation flashed in her blue eyes. She felt that her lips were dry. She, who could control the ice and snow, found that her body was tense. Sweating, feeling a burst of heat, the beating speed of the heart seemed to pop out of the mouth at any time, but in the end the nervousness turned into firmness under the stimulation of some kind of drink.

Roy, who was closing his eyes, felt his hand being lifted, and then felt a softness. He opened his eyes and saw Her Royal Highness standing in front of him with her head bowed. She put 'Wei' on the On the table beside her, both hands held her hand and pressed it to her heart.

The development of the girl is good, and it is worthy of the palm.

Roy didn't feel any embarrassment or embarrassment, he just stared at Anastasia, and said in a gentle voice without any harsh reproach: "...What are you doing, Anna 0..."

Her Royal Highness's body trembled, she suppressed the discomfort, and said without flinching: "... Am I not as good-looking as my sisters and mother?"

It was a question she had always wanted to ask.

Roy was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and said sincerely: "...Of course not, although I am sorry for Her Majesty Queen Alexandra who has passed away, and I am sorry for your sisters who have already left for North America, but Anna, you The most beautiful and special one, I swear to the Lord."

Anastasia raised her throat, and her heart, which was almost so nervous that it was about to collapse, calmed down a lot. She let out a breath suddenly, and said through gritted teeth: "...then why did you do...do that kind of thing to your mother and sisters? ...but don't care about me?"

"You know it all, Anna..."

Although Roy didn't hide anything from Her Royal Highness, he didn't expect her to know such details.

Anastasia turned her head to look at a box in this office, she said a little unhappy: "...the things in that box are the personal belongings of many noble wives and friends."

Seeing her tangled look of jealousy, Roy just smiled and said, "...are you unhappy?"

He thought it was really interesting to tease this little girl. Roy was not slow to feel her vague feelings for him, so how could he not feel it.

"Well, I'm a little unhappy..."

Her Royal Highness embroidered her eyebrows tightly, admitting her true feelings, but soon she relaxed her brows and said: "...but now I am a little happy, because the godfather only belongs to me!"

Her Royal Highness, who was originally as cowardly as a squirrel, suddenly gained courage. Her petite body was filled with the bravery and fearlessness unique to women of the fighting nation, and her voice suddenly became louder: "...Godfather, do you like me?" 3.0

Saying this, she unbuttoned the thin clothes one by one, and Roy's eyes were dazzled by a piece of snow white, like a beautiful fairy standing in the ice and snow, which could suck away people's souls.

But Roy didn't look at the beautiful scenery at this time. He said belatedly, "...have you been drinking?"

The alcoholic smell of vodka permeated the room, and the fighting power that the fighting people who drank vodka could break through the limits of human beings. Although Anastasia's body was so thin, but the strength in her hands It was also like a female bear, when Roy didn't react, she pressed him directly on the chair and couldn't move.

Roy struggled a little, and found that he really couldn't do it if he wanted to break free without hurting her...

At this time, Her Royal Highness was fearless. She pressed Roy on the chair, her eyes were full of heat and fear, and she declared loudly: "...you are mine now, Godfather!"

No matter how timid and shy we are usually, as long as we drink vodka, there is nothing we can't do as a fighting nation! .

Chapter 110 Our New Home

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

With the sound of its siren, a cruise ship docked in the port of London.

Even though there was an unfortunate incident of the Titanic sinking under the glacier six years ago, as the most suitable means of ocean transportation in this era, cruise ships are irreplaceable.

In the luxury guest room on the top floor of the cruise ship, a young man and woman walked out.

The man is wearing the characteristic British clothing of the early twentieth century. The white shirt is wearing a bow tie, the shirt is covered with a vest, and the coat is a checked suit and trousers. He wears a top hat and holds a gentleman's cane in his right hand , with a small wooden box in his left hand, his leather shoes stepped on the floor of the cruise ship corridor, and there was a crisp echo.

Next to the man is a noble girl in a snow-colored dress. She wears a silk scarf that covers the upper half of her face. Her waist-length silver hair is pulled up high. Elegant and extravagant, the exposed cherry lips and delicate white chin have a charming elegance, making it difficult to look away while looking forward to it.

The two walked very close, and the silent warmth looked like a newly married 05 couple.

"Finally in London, Anna..."

On the deck of the cruise ship, there are seagulls circling and singing, the port is crowded with people, and the dock workers are carrying the goods. Butlers, carriages, etc. came to greet him.

It was naturally Roy and Anastasia who came to England from Russia on a cruise ship. Roy didn't let any representative follow him along the way. He took Her Royal Highness as if he was on a wedding tour, and he came on a luxurious cruise ship. New job in London.

"This is London..."

Anastasia stood on the tall cruise ship, looking at the busy port and the distant city of London with curious eyes. This was the first time she had left Russia. The seventeen-year-old girl naturally had strong feelings about everything. curiosity.

But soon, she covered her mouth and coughed twice, "...cough cough...cough cough...this place is much more developed than St. Petersburg, it's the air..."

Her Royal Highness's throat was itchy from the smog in the air, she frowned and complained loudly.

Thanks to the industrial revolution, Britain has become an empire on which the sun never sets in a century of development. Its colonies are all over the planet. It is a real country that can see the sun at any time. Today, London is the real world center. The financial system Even more developed, the world's most dominant currency in this era is the British pound instead of the US dollar.

However, because of the industrial revolution, there was no awareness of environmental protection in this era, so that the whole of London was full of smog. It was not until after the Great London Smog Incident in the 1950s that people paid attention to these things.

Roy held the box and cane in his left hand, and patted Her Royal Highness on the back with his right hand, explaining: "...In addition to the environmental pollution brought about by the industrial revolution, the climate here is also humid all year round, and the residents use coal as fuel. It is only natural that such smoke would be produced by the materials, are you all right, Anna?"

"I'm fine, Godfather! I'm just getting a little uncomfortable."

Although London is full of smog, the toxicity in it has not yet reached the point where it can poison people to death. Her Royal Highness soon got used to the air here, and even if it is really poisonous here, she has the physique of a heroic spirit. Falls down easily.

The temperament of the two is too prominent, and even standing on the deck will attract the attention of many people. Anastasia carefully hugged Roy's arm, and when the eyes of each piece were watching, she hid The jade face behind the silk scarf was dyed red.

"Are you shy? I remember you were very bold that day."

Roy noticed Her Royal Highness's shyness, so he joked.

Anastasia snorted, and she lowered her head to feel even more embarrassed. Thinking of her strength in the church that day and how demanding she was when he pressed Roy on the chair made her shy and unbearable, and the next day even because of Too unrestrained, it hurts her a little because she can't stand up.

But thanks to her own initiative that day, the relationship between her and Roy developed rapidly. It was then that she knew that Roy had already made up her mind, but she chose to tease her to force her to take the initiative, which made Her Royal Highness Shy and angry.

'What a wicked godfather. '

Although I always muttered like this, being able to get closer to the godfather made Her Royal Highness laugh like a flower in the past few days on the cruise ship, because she came to England from Russia for tourism, and Roy was also on the cruise ship. Let the princess drag her to the ball, listen to the opera, and walk on the deck like the hero and heroine of the Titanic, feeling the sea breeze.

Playing around during the day and living in the same house at night, except for the first time her Royal Highness was bold in the church, she was very shy every time after that, and Roy needed to take the initiative to relieve Luo Shang, which let Roy know that she Still has a long way to go and needs to be developed.

Walking down the long board, the carriage of the church had been waiting on the pier for a long time, but at this time Roy turned around, took off his top hat and bowed slightly, and Her Royal Highness also held up the corner of her skirt, walking gracefully curtseyed.

On the cruise ship, a young man in his twenties smiled innocently and waved to the two of them. He looked at the board in front of him, then at the city of London in the distance, and shrank back in fear. .

This is a person who was born on a cruise ship and has never set foot on land. He is also the chief pianist of this cruise ship. Pay homage to the love of music.

"Come on, Anna! This is our home from today on."

Roy took Her Royal Highness's hand and walked to the carriage of the church.

"Well, this is my new home with the godfather."

Her Royal Highness smiled sweetly, her beautiful pupils under the silk scarf looked at the seagulls flying and dancing on the sea, and murmured, "...Even in winter, it is much warmer here than in Russia."

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"Why? Why did the supreme bishop of the Holy Church move the church headquarters to London? Shouldn't the church headquarters be in Rome!"

Roy came to London from St. Petersburg. For the magician of the London Clock Tower, it was a bolt from the blue.

"Even if the supreme bishop came to London, so what. This is the headquarters of the Magic Association and the headquarters of the Clock Tower, which we have operated for 1900 years. How can we be so afraid of a priest of the Holy Church!"

Someone said indignantly, but the person who said this did not have a magician to answer him. It seems that he was not a magician who participated in the Tunguska incident, and since he did not even participate in that big event, it shows that he is not good enough. , That is to say, when the clock tower is short of talents, they are eligible to raise their status a little bit, but this kind of people will soon be overwhelmed by new magic geniuses.

"Your Majesty Baru Yeretta, you have some connections with the Supreme Bishop, why don't you go and get in touch with him and ask him what he meant by coming to London, we can also prepare in advance, he will come Coming here is also a huge threat to Albion, the spiritual tomb under our feet!"

A very high-ranking magus suggested so.

And the monarch who was mentioned, Baru Yereta, had a cold face and said nothing. .

Chapter 111: The Most Disgusting Clock Tower

St. Paul's Cathedral is the largest church in Britain and one of the five cathedrals in the world. It covers an area of ​​8,000 square meters and is built in a gorgeous Baroque style.

This magnificent building is beautifully designed and the interior is quiet and serene. Standing on the top of the tower overlooking the city of London can be described as an excellent viewing platform.

The church is supported by square stone pillars, with resplendent and resplendent paintings everywhere, huge murals of Christ, the Virgin and the Apostles are hung on the four walls, and there are carved woodwork for the choir seats, which can be described as extremely gorgeous and religious solemnity Solemn.

Today, this magnificent church with a history of 1,300 years has become Roy's residence in London, as well as the headquarters of the Church of the Holy Church.

On the top of the tower, Roy changed into Protestant uniforms, that is, English Puritan costumes. The pure white robe was dragged on the ground, and there was a collar like a scarf around his neck. Every tiny detail on the clothes There is hand-painted silk thread everywhere, and a pale gold cross is embroidered on the chest.

The overall feeling of clothes is solemn, solemn and pure.

This can be regarded as Roy's third set of regular teaching uniforms. In the world of Godslayer, he mainly wears the red robes of Catholic cardinals, and in the Orthodox Church, it is the typical costume of the Orthodox Patriarch. When he came to London, he also changed into Protestant clothing.