Roland looked at the man and woman curiously. Probably the sight aroused the other party's awareness, the middle-aged man looked back, the moment his eyes met him, his face immediately showed surprise, he ran over quickly, nodded from a distance, and smiled humbly.

"If I didn't recognize the wrong person, you must be our venerable Royal Highness the Prince?"

Roland smiled wryly and nodded, "I'm Roland Kolas, what do you call me?" ”

'Oooh!' The old goat's didn't lie to me, it was His Royal Highness the Prince! The middle-aged man trotted over excitedly and bowed to him again and again, "The contemptible Ferdinando Lange, the mayor of Cell, received a letter from His Excellency Zinovi, Minister of Industry, yesterday, saying that Your Highness, you may visit this town in the near future, let me do a good job of reception, I have been thinking about this matter for the past two days, and I don't know when you will come, so I hired a little ghost to wait at the entrance of the town, and when I saw a stranger, I reported to me...... Ha, it's a shame to be disappointed, a shame! ”

Roland shook hands with Mr. Mayor and smiled, "Blame me for not informing you before I came." ”

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be!" Ferdinando smiled all over his face, "Your Highness has come from afar, and I have worked hard all the way, I have prepared a light meal at home, and if you don't dislike it, you can come and rest." ”

Roland was still waiting for Nikita, and was about to decline Mr. Mayor's invitation, when Ferdinando suddenly slapped his head and said apologetically: "Look at my memory, I actually forgot to introduce my daughter to you, Isabel, come and meet His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

"I'd rather you forgot about me!" The girl complained in a low voice, and moved her steps reluctantly, and stopped five paces away from Roland, refusing to approach her father, no matter how much her father looked, as if Roland was carrying a terrible plague.

Mayor Ferdinando and his young and beautiful daughter greet His Royal Highness the Prince, who has come from afar, and the intention of the stammering is obvious. But Roland couldn't understand the mind of Miss Isabelle, why did he look disgusted with this visitor he didn't know?

After thinking about it, Roland could only suspect that Mr. Mayor was clever and tried to persuade his daughter to please him, but he did not expect that his daughter was very virtuous, and instead of doing such flattering deeds, he was disgusted with him, and he was the kind of gentleman who was willing to listen to people's whiskers and pat horses.

"Good afternoon, beautiful Miss Isabel, there is really no need for Mr. Ferdinando to trouble you on this trip, you should have something more worthwhile to do on such a sunny spring day."

"That's exactly what I want to say to you, Your Royal Highness, Honorable Prince!" Miss Isabel replied angrily.

"Isabel, what are you talking nonsense? It's so rude! Ferdinando was anxious and angry, sweating on his forehead.

Roland smiled and said calmly: "I came to Sail Town this time mainly to handle personal affairs, and I don't have to be accompanied by Mr. Mayor of the town. ”

"You are so gracious, Your Highness, these are my obligations." Ferdinando smiled flatteringly, "I have lived in the town of Sail for most of my life, and I have been the mayor of the town for almost ten years, no one knows the people and things here better than me, and His Highness can always use my place." ”

Roland was helpless. If Nikita came and saw such a piece of dog skin plaster attached to him, the dream of the two of them would be shattered, would she be furious and throw a string of fireballs to blast Ferdinando away?

"Your Highness, tonight the little girl will hold a ball at her home, and all the celebrities in the town will attend, and it will be a great honor for our whole family if you can also take the time to enjoy it then." Ferdinando gave his daughter another look, this time even with a hint of pleading.

Isabel sighed helplessly, forced to take a step closer to Roland, and said reluctantly: "The dance party begins at eight o'clock in the evening, and it will not end until the clock strikes midnight, you are welcome to come at any time." ”

"If nothing else, I'll bring my female companion with me." Roland guessed that Nikita was quite fond of dancing, and that the poor girl had been in retreat for more than half a year, and it was time to relax.

At this time, a pillar of teleportation light suddenly rose under the sculpture of the clock at the entrance of the town, and a slender figure appeared in the center of the pillar of light, and the arcane brilliance set off a long dress as red as fire, like a wild rose blooming in the wind.

"I'm sorry, but my prom girl is here." Roland smiled apologetically at Isabelle, turned around and waved at the girl in the red dress who had just teleported.

"Nikita, long time no see."

"Just a long time no see?"

Miss Mage wore a fashionable black yarke-capped fedora with no feathers or flowers as usual, and looked sideways at Roland, her watery eyes slightly coquettish.

This pretty little appearance made Roland's heart hot for a while, shrugged his shoulders, strode forward, stretched out his arms and hugged her into his arms, gently touched the girl's pink and fragrant cheeks, and whispered in her ear: "Not only have I not seen you for a long time, but I miss it very much." ”

"That's pretty much it!" Nikita smiled contentedly and looked up to kiss him on the cheek.

Roland took her by the hand and returned to Lange and his daughter, and introduced, "This is my friend Nikita, who has just come from Beacon Hill. ”

"So you know Miss Nikita......" Isabel seemed relieved, and her attitude towards Roland had noticeably improved.

"Hi ~ Isabel, how are you doing?" Nikita greeted Mayor Mare's daughter with a smile, and then turned around and told Roland that she occasionally came to Cell, and that she had known Isabel for a long time.

When Ferdinando saw the eldest lady of Beacon Hill and His Royal Highness the Prince holding hands, looking extremely intimate, his heart was half cold, and he no longer fantasized about selling his daughter.

Isabel was relieved and looked much more lively than before, laughing and whispering to Nikita, throwing wary glances at Roland from time to time.

At this time, there was another whistle in the distance, and Isabel seemed to get some kind of signal, and smiled apologetically at Roland and Nikita: "I'm sorry, it's almost time for class, I have to rush to listen to Teacher Matvey's lecture as soon as possible, and I won't be with you for the time being, Miss Nikita, remember to bring His Royal Highness the Prince to my house to dance in the evening!" Without waiting for Nikita to reply, she lifted the hem of her skirt and ran in the direction from which the whistle came.

"This wild girl, it's so unbelievable!" Mr. Mayor saw his daughter's not-so-ladylike running posture, and shook his head angrily.

Nikita watched Isabel's back go away, lowered her voice and asked Roland with a smile: "This girl has a lot of personality, is she tempted?" ”

"It's a lot of personality, but she seems to have a prejudice against me."

"Then it's even more worth conquering!"

Roland gave her a strange look, "Are you encouraging me to make mistakes?" Raising his hand and touching her forehead, "Or did the cultivation go wrong, and the brain was burned out by magic?" ”