"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Nyx gently put a piece of clothing on Roland.
"Tomorrow is January 1, 2943, the Third Era!" Roland did not answer Nyx's words but sighed. Unknowingly, he had been in Middle-earth for almost two years!
"Yeah." Nyx snorted softly.
"I'm checking to see if there are any mistakes. After all, this once-in-a-lifetime event can't be careless." Roland shook his head and smiled.
"Go to sleep, there's a wedding tomorrow! You'll get wrinkles on your face if you sleep too late." Roland gently nudged the tip of Nyx's nose, his eyes full of pampering and love.
Roland couldn't help but feel happy when he felt the strength of Nyx's fist. This hand strength is no different from a massage, right? The little girl's pink fist is almost like tickling for a knight like Roland who has experienced many battles. After all, Roland
Solid muscles can no longer be easily damaged by ordinary weapons.
"Okay, stop making trouble!" Roland hugged Nicks into his arms and kissed her forehead, then took her little hand and rubbed it, mainly because he was afraid that Nick would hurt him. After all, he
The hard muscles are no different from stones when hit.
"Then I'll go to bed first... Come and rest early. Tomorrow will be very busy." Nyx looked at Roland Tingting's departure with worry.
"Oh... so annoying!" Roland is a little overwhelmed now. Thank you for the invitation. This is the first time for two people to get married... It's best to describe it as being at a loss.
The most outrageous thing is that no one in the group of nobles under his command can help Roland to share his worries. Roland can only call the rebellious ministers traitors! Do you understand what it means that the king worries about the humiliation of the ministers, and the king humiliates the ministers to death!
(Reno, Yun Feng...: So what does your marriage have to do with me? The groom is you, is it possible that I can go up and get married for you?)
What makes Roland collapse the most is these ceremonies. Thanks to the Western background of China, it is not a damn Chinese wedding. The simple Western wedding looks so cute in Roland's eyes. If it were replaced by the cumbersome Chinese style...family! Who knows?
!The emperor’s wedding is not a marriage, it’s a form of execution! If you follow a set of procedures, even if you don’t peel off the skin, you will lose the reputation of Chinese horror!
"Alas!" Roland slowly took out a golden crown from a wooden box. Judging from the style and the decoration on it, it was clearly the queen's crown! Roland carefully held the crown that he would personally put on Nyx's head tomorrow.
Wang Guan has a lot of thoughts.
It's funny to say that Roland's first thought when he saw this thing was how much could it cost? If Yun Feng knew about it, he might be able to hack Roland to death with a knife! This crown also has a name - Blessing of Ice and Snow Rapids
!
The ancient crown is engraved with a line of dragon language: The rapids will devour her enemies, and Raglan will protect her people! This crown carefully crafted by Yunfeng can be considered to be in the upper-middle range among legendary equipment if it is rated.
, the crown as the main body of fine gold has imported all the magic power from an ice natural disaster monster crystal, and thirteen ice magic crystals are connected in series to form a magic array. The effect is simple and crude: increase the upper limit of magic power by 100%.
Provides a shield of ice magic and increases the effect of ice magic by 50%! (The protective effect can probably withstand a strike from a demigod)
"Yunfeng took the trouble!" Roland looked at the crown in his hand with emotion. Roland, who has the Lord of the Rings system, had already checked the effect of the Blessing of Ice and Snow Rapids through the system. Although there were no gorgeous entries, every one of them
Simple skills reveal extraordinary effects. Roland estimated that this thing not only emptied out his own inventory, but also emptied out Yunfeng's inventory. After all, how much did Roland receive from the system?
There are a lot of them.
"Let's see if there is anything we haven't prepared enough. If not, just go to bed!" Roland said to himself, looking through the various records, which contained tomorrow's supplies and preparations.
……
"Your Highness! It's time for you to get up!" The voice of the maid sounded in Roland's ears, and then Roland felt himself being shaken.
"What the hell? There was an earthquake?" Roland muttered dissatisfiedly in confusion.
"Your Highness, today is your happy day!" The maid shook Roland anxiously.
Roland finally woke up a little. He stretched out his hand and touched it...Huh? It's cold!
"Your Highness Nyx has already gone to put on makeup and get ready. She said you went to bed too late and asked me to call you later!" the maid said anxiously.
"Plop!" Roland, who wanted to understand the cause and effect, secretly thought something was wrong. He jumped off the bed with a big jump, leaving only the maid who was still pushing people by the bed.
"Wow!" Roland put on the Lagrand robe that he had prepared long ago in a few seconds under the maid's shocked eyes.
One thing to say is that Roland is actually overstepping his bounds by dressing like this. After all, he is not the Raglan Dragon Emperor. It is a bit nondescript for him to wear the emperor's dragon robe without inheriting the throne. However, these were prepared by his subordinates, so Roland just laughed.
, just think of it as an alien version of the yellow robe (not a takeaway!), it’s just a form anyway, Roland is the only successor to the empire before the true emperor’s blood appears! And it’s impossible for Lager to jump out of this world.
The owner of Lang Emperor's blood, Roland will be the first emperor!
"Wow~" Roland shook the dragon robe wrapped around the dragon and was thinking a lot. The golden and red dragon robe was as vivid as the proud people of the Lagrand Empire!
Roland tidied up his clothes and walked out with his head held high.
……
"Your Highness, you look so noble today!" King Bader stroked his chest and saluted.
"Good morning, King Bard thanks you for coming to the banquet." Roland looked at King Bard who greeted him in the hall and smiled.
"I heard that you were getting married, and Peter Groh and I rushed here overnight. It seems we were not late!" Eovia caressed her chest in greeting, with the elegance of a star elf in her actions.
"It's just the right time, you know how to pinch it! Hahaha!" Roland returned the greeting to Eovia.
"Roland, bless you! In addition, I send my blessings to Balin and Dyne. Daine cannot come because of the collapse of Iron Hills. You also understand, Balin, it is too far away." Thorin came over and patted Roland.
Arm.
"Thank you for your blessings! I'm very happy!" Roland couldn't help but blush. Roland knew better than anyone how the Iron Hills collapsed. The culprit was still sleeping in the house!
"Good morning! Roland, I wish you a happy life! Give birth to some little princes soon!" Bai Yi came over and hit Roland on the shoulder.
"Thank you for your help to the elves. I hope you still like the gifts I brought!" Thranduil slowly walked out of the crowd holding the wine glass.
"???" Roland was stunned. Thranduil is actually here? Does he have such a high reputation? Originally, when he sent the invitation to the Woodland Kingdom, it was just a formality. Although the woodland elves are xenophobic, Roland cannot discriminate against others.
Ah, it doesn’t make sense if I don’t give it to Thranduil. Who knew that this old lady was really here? It was such an unexpected surprise!