Chapter 159: The White Knight and the Black Knight

I have to say, from Roman’s perspective, that scene just now was quite thrilling.

He thought he was about to fall to the ground, but Rosetta immediately caught him, preventing the worst.

Thank you~

Blinking, Roman lifted his head and spoke softly.

A goddess-like beauty slowly bloomed before Rosetta’s eyes.

For some reason, she always felt Roman’s gaze held a gentle affection, like autumn waters.

In a sense, this could also be considered bullying an honest person.

Roman always felt Rosetta wasn’t the type to be swayed by beauty, so he relaxed even more in front of her, with no intention of restraining himself.

If it weren’t for that intimate contact, perhaps Rosetta really would have brushed off Roman’s actions as harmless fun, just like a steel-hearted woman.

However, during their first meeting, Roman shamelessly hugged, kissed, and nibbled her, even knocking Rosetta to the ground in the chaos.

Many times, the collapse of a thousand-mile dam begins with an unnoticeable detail.

Roman didn’t even remember what he did in his delirium, nor did he know he almost ‘took’ Rosetta then.

If Rosetta had been replaced with just anyone at that moment, they might have simply yielded and let him have his way.

Although Rosetta held back, the turbulence in her heart wasn’t something that could be calmed overnight.

It would take at least a week for her to completely forget that feeling.

Obviously, Rosetta wasn’t there yet.

She was just very self-controlled.

Her temperament came from both talent and her environment, making her disciplined, not because she was born without desire.

Yet Roman, before her, with every gesture and movement, stirred the very desire she was trying to suppress…

In social dancing, physical contact was naturally inevitable.

Or rather, its popularity stemmed from the legitimate excuse to touch and foster emotions through bodily closeness.

The body is the fastest path to the soul.

Many couples become more intimate after just one dance.

So, such a wonderful activity naturally spread among the nobility.

The dance the two shared now involved not just handholding and waist touching, but even more passionate contact, requiring both partners to keep their waists pressed together.

At this moment, Rosetta looked at Roman beside her.

Watching him flutter around her like a butterfly, for the first time, she thought that idiot Linda wasn’t entirely wrong.

His Highness Roman truly had an enchanting allure like a fairy.

No… not just that…

Rosetta thought.

Even if a real fairy or succubus tried to seduce her, Rosetta could guarantee she’d be completely unaffected.

Because they were too deliberate, lacking the natural purity Roman exuded.

Rosetta’s type was just like this…

Staring at Roman, Rosetta’s resolve grew even stronger.

His Highness Roman’s future partner was Princess Milis, ordained by the Holy Throne.

So it was enough for her to simply serve as his knight and guard him all her life.

After all, a knight was a symbol of protection.

She was a knight who defended the Holy City and the church, and now, she was also Roman’s knight.

Were you lost in thought?

Roman suddenly asked.

Ah, sorry.

Snapping back to reality, Rosetta realized she had stepped on Roman’s foot, and hurriedly asked,

Did I hurt you?

Roman smiled lightly and shook his head.

Fortunately, the dance finally neared its end.

Just as at the beginning, Rosetta held Roman’s small hand to help him stand still, then a bold idea flashed in her mind.

At least in this moment, it was proper and justified, and more good than bad for Roman.

Holding Roman’s face, Rosetta gently touched her lips to his forehead.

Your Highness, from now on, you are one of the Holy Key Knights.

With Fara as my witness, you will surely become an excellent knight.

Her cool lips left Roman’s forehead, and Rosetta smiled.

Roman touched his forehead, feeling a bit shy.

Was he supposed to return the gesture?

Fortunately, it was just a one-sided formality.

Then, amid the applause around them, the two walked out of the dance floor together.

With Rosetta’s move just now, anyone could see how strongly she felt for this new Holy Child—far more than what the Holy Throne described as a mere ‘medical officer.’

Your Highness, you should visit our Saint Key Knight Order sometime these days.

I’ll introduce you to the outstanding knights.

It would be their greatest honor.

Rosetta said, linking arms with Roman as they walked.

Sure.

Roman agreed gladly, then continued.

I also want to join the knight training.

Can you teach me when the time comes?

Knight training…

Rosetta hesitated this time.

Not to boast, but the daily training of the Saint Key Knight Order was grueling to the point of being hellish for anyone except those geniuses—a true test of the body.

But rules are dead and people are alive.

Rosetta could just tailor a training plan specifically for Roman.

Of course.

You just follow me, and I’ll personally guide you.

Rosetta smiled.

Mm.

You know, becoming a knight has been my dream since childhood.

I never expected it to come true so suddenly today.

Roman said honestly in front of everyone, making those who had mocked him earlier feel a bit ashamed.

Is that so?

I think you naturally possess the traditional virtues of a knight.

Much more than those scoundrels who only have the title.

Rosetta said, her words carrying an underlying meaning.

Finally, after handing Roman over to Milis, Rosetta left, content, with a flick of her cloak.

Even she didn’t realize how much her mood now resembled that of a young maiden experiencing her first love—calmly saying farewell to her beloved, turning away gracefully, yet feeling a growing excitement with each step, savoring the memory.

Today was undoubtedly a joyful day for Rosetta.

After that, Roman didn’t dance with anyone else, quietly waiting for the banquet to end.

The swarm of admirers around him also kept their distance under Milis’s intimidating presence.

Well… except for a lady named Maria.

She appeared to be an elegant and polite lady, who approached to greet him, introduced herself, and expressed her wish to become acquainted.

She had long, wavy hair cascading like a blooming red rose down her back, with sensual and deep features, and carried the same knightly aura as Rosetta in her demeanor—every movement exuding the beauty of strength.

Her figure, too—skin exposed under her evening gown was firm but not overly wild, reminding Roman of the feel of Loxia’s skin against him in the moonlight.

Milis originally tried to stop her, but she was intercepted by Rosalind, and with the Saintess Highness tangled up with her little aunt, Roman was left alone to face Maria.

Did you know?

The capital of the Kingdom of Lensa, Florence, is the fashion capital of the continent and the most bustling place.

If you ever have the chance, I hope you’ll visit for a tour.

I’d be delighted to be your guide~