In the Name of the Queen

Captain Jace looked at Earl Tyrone's carriage with some trepidation.

He was on an urgent mission, and the order did not come from the brigade commander, but from the Minister of War.

The Minister of War gave him a major captain an order directly, which made him a little overwhelmed.

And this order was very strange.

If the person in the carriage claimed to be Earl Tyrone, he would be protected throughout the process and cooperate with her to complete the task, but Earl Tyrone must not be out of sight and her actions must be monitored.

If the person in the carriage claimed to be the Queen, he would be arrested directly.

Her Majesty is still in the imperial capital, and anyone outside who claims to be her must be pretending.

Impersonating the Queen is a serious crime that can cost you your head.

This order made Jace a little overwhelmed, but he still resolutely executed the order and led the light cavalry to chase after him.

Fortunately, the other party claimed to be Earl Tyrone, so there was no need to do anything.

As a middle-level officer of the Imperial Guards, he was fortunate to participate in the Glorious Day celebration and knew that Earl Tyrone was the actor of the Elf Queen.

She looked very much like the Queen, and most people couldn't recognize her pretending to be the Queen.

Fortunately, she didn't do that.

A slender arm stretched out from the carriage and waved to Jace.

Jace quickly turned over and got off the horse, hung his weapon on the saddle, and walked towards the carriage empty-handed.

Approaching a noble with a weapon was a serious offense, and he didn't want to be caught by Earl Tyrone.

No one wanted to be monitored and followed, especially the nobles.

He had to be cautious in executing orders, neither disobeying the orders of the Minister of War nor offending Earl Tyrone.

She was the Queen's close minister and shadow.

Both sides were big shots who couldn't be offended, so how could he, a small cavalry major, afford to offend them.

Jace stood seven meters in front of the carriage, saluted the carriage, and explained softly:

"My Lord Earl, this is official business, please forgive me."

The curtain was lifted, and Earl Tyrone showed a beautiful smile at the window.

"Captain Jace, the Minister of the Army must have his reasons for making such an arrangement. I am the chief instructor of the Knights of the White Rose, and you are the captain of the Guards Cavalry. We are not subordinate to each other, so there is no need to be so polite."

Jace was still stunned when he saw Sif and the Queen's faces were exactly the same up close.

His heartbeat was accelerating.

In many people's minds, Earl Tyrone was a close minister sent by the Queen to the palace, and she was her incarnation.

Disrespecting Earl Tyrone was equal to disrespecting the Queen.

Although Jace faithfully executed the order, he was quite dissatisfied with the order of the Minister of the Army in his heart.

The Minister of the Army seemed to be somewhat confused about his position.

He was a cabinet minister, but he sent people to monitor the Queen's close ministers in the name of protection.

No matter how many reasons there were, this was not the way of a minister.

But these dissatisfactions could only be suppressed in his heart.

After all, the Minister of the Army's reasons were plausible and impeccable.

Faced with Sif's calm words with a little accountability, Jace was a little panicked, but he still calmed down.

He looked around to see that there was no one around, so he took a half step forward and said in a low voice: "Mr. Earl, although we are not directly subordinate to each other, according to military regulations, when forming a temporary team, it should be commanded by the person with the highest title or rank present."

"I will obey your orders on this journey."

Jace risked his life.

Seeing Jace's resolute attitude, Sif said softly: "My order is to strictly follow the orders of the Minister of the Army, remember all orders."

"He is a minister appointed by Her Majesty the Queen and represents the Queen's authority."

Jace was stunned.

Does Earl Tyrone mean to monitor her actions?

Just when he was a little confused, Sif's clear voice sounded in his ears.

"I believe in your loyalty, but what about the five hundred people? Captain Jace, protect yourself."

Jace was shaking with excitement.

Earl Tyrone recognized his loyalty!

This is basically equivalent to the Queen's recognition.

He saluted the Earl vigorously and accepted the order.

Earl Tyrone was right. It was impossible for all five hundred people to be absolutely loyal to the Queen.

He knew better that he was not the confidant of the Minister of War. He was sent here because he happened to be on duty.

Cavalry could not always be in a state of readiness for battle.

Even if people could bear it, horses could not.

Several cavalry units took turns to send elite troops to maintain a state of combat readiness to attack at any time, so that they could deal with emergencies at any time.

Mobile troops could buy time for the large troops to complete the assembly of the main force.

It happened that Jace was on duty tonight.

So he came.

He hesitated for a moment and reminded softly: "My Lord Earl, I just happened to be on combat readiness duty. It won't be long before more troops will come to "protect" you."

"I understand." Sif smiled and nodded, praising Jace's loyalty and sharpness.

Jace was so excited that his whole body was shaking. He stood straight, saluted Sif, tried to switch to a cold expression, and slowly left.

Jace, who returned to the cavalry, calmly issued orders, asking several squadrons to perform escort tasks at the front and back of the team.

Several squadron leaders looked at Jace in confusion, wanting to ask something but not knowing how to start.

Just as they looked at each other, Jace said in a deep voice: "You all know the superior's order, I won't waste my words, just execute the order!"

Since Jace had spoken and didn't want his subordinates to take the blame, several squadron leaders of course no longer hesitated and dispersed.

They also felt that it was inappropriate to track the Royal Knights, and they were more worried about a conflict.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

The squadron leaders all breathed a sigh of relief.

Their loyalty was far inferior to that of Jace, and they were not even qualified to enter the Royal Square to watch the performance.

In their view, whether it was the Minister of War or the Earl of Tyrone, they were all big shots, and they could not afford to offend any of them.

This was not something that a small character with a monthly salary of twelve shillings should consider.

What they wanted was to quickly complete the task and receive the subsidy.

After lowering the car curtain, Sif looked back at Roland and said nervously: "I, is there something wrong with what I said just now?"

Roland looked at Sif silently, which made Sif feel uneasy.

Sif looked at Roland timidly, and just when she was about to admit her mistake in the void, Roland finally couldn't help laughing.

"Sif, you have to be confident. You did the right thing. Even if I were to do it, I wouldn't be better than you."

Sif let out a long breath, punched Roland angrily, and muttered softly:

"You know you have no confidence, but you still scare me?"

Roland didn't hide, but said calmly:

"If I'm not by your side, you have to learn to think for yourself."

"Why aren't you by my side? Do you want to defect? ​​Never allow it!"

Sif thought for a while, and said softly: "Did someone offer you higher conditions?"

"Don't think about it. Am I the kind of person who has no bottom line?"

As soon as the voice fell, Roland and Sif fell silent at the same time.

Although they didn't speak, their ideas were surprisingly consistent.

Mr. Roland's bottom line is very flexible.

Looking at Sif's clear eyes, Roland had to raise his hands in surrender.

"No one can give more, believe in my sincerity, okay?"

Indeed, no one can give more.

The most beautiful girl in the world, can other forces give it?