In the Name of the Queen

The battle of Val City was a difficult one to describe.

Although both sides claimed victory afterwards, this was just for propaganda purposes. In fact, they both partially achieved their strategic goals and paid a heavy price.

When summarizing the war afterward, the senior generals of both sides looked as if their biological parents had died, and even serious differences emerged within the camp.

The generals of the Free Alliance might hate Christine's coldness and ruthlessness, but no one denied her command ability.

Only she could make hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops move in an orderly manner, and no one else could do it.

Christine was "dead", what should they do?

Fortunately, Sif and Alina sent orders in time, requiring Bordeaux and Vichy to take over the command of their own armies respectively, build defense lines on the spot, and continue to hold on.

Without Christine, the others had neither the ability nor the prestige to command the coalition forces of several countries, and it was the best choice to separate and fight on their own.

Although Christine was killed in this battle and the Holy Spring was temporarily unable to operate, after all, the city of Val was defended and the most elite force of the Vladimir Empire, the Wild Cavalry, was defeated, so it was not a complete gain.

Although they were in a heavy mood, the generals still built the defense line step by step and prepared to hold on.

Most people don’t know that December 31 is the Day of Return. Although the extraordinary and the ordinary live under the same blue sky, they do not live in the same world.

The morale of the Free Alliance is low, and the Holy Alliance is not doing well.

When the airship was shot down and Christine was frozen, Angelina even thought that there was no suspense in this battle, but the direction of the battle was completely beyond her understanding.

The coalition forces were like crazy, and all their attacks were directed at the Vladimir Empire.

They took the initiative to bypass the defense zones of the Kingdom of Pruden and the King of Tyrol, and these two allies with ulterior motives watched the Free Alliance pass by as if they were defenseless.

The battle seemed tragic, and it was actually very tragic.

But this was only tragic relative to the Vladimir Empire and the three kingdoms of Golden Kite and Sussex. Their allies became spectators in this tragic battle, watching the battle in the VIP seats.

Sophia personally shot down the airship command center and killed Christine, and she herself had to go into a deep sleep to recover her physical strength and energy.

Compared with the setbacks on the battlefield, Angelina was more worried about Sophia's safety.

After the collapse of the mad cavalry and the disintegration of the guards infantry, she had to order the abandonment of the main camp and the retreat of all the troops in turn.

The idea was good, but it was a pity that they encountered an opponent who did not follow the moral principles of war.

After the main camp flag was cut off, the coalition side sang the third movement of the sad song by the siren Munina, and the song was mixed with the loud Rurik language shouting.

"Our army was defeated!"

"The queen died!"

This was a shameful lie, but Sophia was sleeping in the ice sculpture and could not come out to see people.

Pushing her ice sculpture out was equivalent to confirming her death.

As the Queen of Winter, she was frozen in an ice sculpture and couldn't open her eyes. How dare she say she was not dead?

These Hansa-accented Rurik words were clearly the masterpiece of the coalition forces, but they were fabricated very viciously and directly hit the soft spot of the Rurik people.

People who are often hurt by rumors and slander know that it takes only one mouth to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of effort to refute them.

In this chaotic battlefield, these vicious rumors cannot be clarified at all.

The Rurik people are martial and strong, and their worship of the queen is comparable to that of gods.

They worship Sophia, so after Sophia disappeared and was suspected of death, their mentality exploded instantly and collapsed.

If they were not worried about being too prominent and being surrounded by Pruden and the Kingdom of Tyrol, the pursuit troops would never let go of the Vladimir Empire Army, which was already in a state of defeat.

After chasing for nearly 20 miles, Jess and others reluctantly collected the spoils and returned to the camp under the order of Bordos.

From their desperate charge, the capture of the main camp to the wild pursuit, the allies of the Vladimir Empire were watching the show, as if it had nothing to do with them.

And the Free Alliance Army also tacitly bypassed them without disturbing them.

It looks strange, but it is not strange at all.

Allies are sold at critical moments, this is the diplomatic philosophy of the Sussex people.

The covenant is only valid before it is torn up, this is the motto of the Golden Kite people.

When you win, allies are very dangerous; when you lose, they are more dangerous, this is the proverb of the Odin people.

The giant bear has only two allies, claws and teeth, this is the concept of the Rurik people.

In this era, national credibility is still a joke, and most countries have similar attitudes towards covenants and allies.

When everyone doubts allies, military operations can no longer continue.

It was silent that night.

The battlefield that had been fighting for many days was no longer noisy, only a few seriously injured soldiers waiting to die and the horses lying on the ground wailed and neighed, making the already cruel battlefield more miserable.

The red moonlight illuminated the earth. In the river at the corner of the battlefield, a beautiful mermaid girl climbed up the shore and sat on the boulder. Her clear voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

Crystal tears rolled down the corners of the mermaid's eyes and slowly slid down.

This war took too many lives, and thousands of her people also lost their lives in this war that should have had nothing to do with them.

But she had to lead the tribe to participate in the war.

In this battle that determines the life and death of the two camps, if you don't participate in the war, you can't participate in the dividends after the war.

Munina Gram, the new patriarch of the Gram clan, knows this very well.

She had the protection of her adoptive father Norton, the chief alchemist of the empire. Even if she didn't contribute, she wouldn't necessarily be liquidated, but she couldn't think of sharing the dividends.

She even took the initiative to ask to join the war.

She was afraid of Roland, and even more afraid of Sophia's victory.

Marshal Haiyan cooperated with the imperial navy to completely wipe out the remnants of General Haiao and the Grim clan. If she didn't know which side to stand on, she would have lived in vain.

After the defense of Val City, her disgust for war reached its peak.

Taking advantage of the night, she surfaced to offer a elegy for the dead and also offered blessings to them, wishing them to cross the Styx as soon as possible and return to the world through reincarnation.

In the beliefs of many ethnic groups, the soul will not be destroyed after the death of the human body, but will leave the human body and enter the underworld. The lucky ones will cross the reincarnation and return to the world, while the unlucky ones will drown in the Styx and become the energy to maintain the operation of the underworld.

A song of reincarnation, dedicated to all living beings.

Munina stood up and propped herself up with her tail. Her voice was sad and melodious, full of regret for the loss of life and accusations against war.

This song carries too much, far beyond her strength limit. If she forced herself to sing it, it would cause irreversible damage to her body, but she didn't care at all.

Compared with these warriors who lost their lives, a mere backlash was nothing.

She was only worried that she couldn't complete this song that transcended realm and strength.

This was the fourth movement of the Siren, which she had heard of but never tried - reincarnation.

Singing reincarnation requires so much energy that Munina had already consumed a lot in today's battle. She really couldn't hold on.

But she was unwilling to give up halfway.

Not far from where she climbed onto the river bank, a team of dejected grassland cavalry just passed by.

This team of cavalry seemed to be headless flies in today's battle. They didn't receive any effective orders and had no idea what to do.

Now they finally saw the spoils of war.

A cavalryman raised his gun and was hesitating whether to shoot, but was kicked off his horse by the captain.

"Idiot! This is art, a elegy for everyone, what do you want to do!"

Just as the captain was scolding the soldier, another cavalry appeared on the other side of the river.

Although this cavalry was covered in blood and looked a little embarrassed, their morale was high, and their every move was full of the victor's high spirits.

This cavalry raised their rifles at the same time and aimed at the grassland cavalry on the other side of the river.

The grassland cavalry on the other side of the river trembled and looked at each other, not daring to move rashly.

The river facing the two cavalry teams was just a small tributary of the Rodinia River, less than 50 meters wide, and the soldiers could even see each other's expressions in the moonlight.

At this distance, the hit rate of ordinary rifles was very touching, but the grassland cavalry did not dare to bet on the accuracy of the opponent's gun.

They recognized the identity of the opponent from the armor and uniforms, the knights of the White Rose Knights, and the most elite hunting cavalry.

The hunting cavalry was equipped with a rear-loading rifle excavated from the underground ruins. The marksmanship was superb, and the effective range was more than 200 meters away. It was easy to shoot them like targets.

These hunting cavalrymen wore the best armor, were equipped with the best guns, rode the most handsome horses, received the highest salary, and almost all of them had the title of knight, and their loyalty was impeccable.

They were called the Silver Helmet Death God, and were a super special force with much stronger combat power than the Berserkers.

The captain of the grassland cavalry looked pale, and he regretted it in his heart.

He shouldn't have bothered to come and see who was singing. Now, this sad song is his funeral song.

Forget it, it's also a good thing to listen to such a beautiful song before dying.

But I don't want to die at all.

The captain of the grassland cavalry regretted the choice of escape route tonight, but now that things have come to this, there are many more important things to do than regret.

He hid his hands behind his back and ordered the soldiers to run at full speed while he was attracting attention, and they would count as one if they could run.

As for him, he was destined to be shot into a hornet's nest.

The mink tail ornament on his head betrayed his identity as a thousand-man captain, and he couldn't hide it at all.

Just as the captain of the grassland cavalry was desperate and the captain of the white rose hunting cavalry slowly raised his hand, Munina couldn't help but cast a pleading look at the captain of the hunting cavalry.

She couldn't stop singing, and she didn't dare to ask for mercy for the enemy.

The White Rose Knights were the Queen's personal guards and Roland's direct line. They were always arrogant and automatically gave her a higher level when they saw an official. Why should they give her face?

So she could only plead with her eyes.

However, the development of things was beyond Munina's expectations. The captain of the White Rose Knights snapped his fingers and smiled with a bit of rogue.

"Those on the opposite side, throw down your guns, you can go. The war is over, these broken fire sticks are useless to you, but they are useful to us."

The captain of the grassland cavalry ordered the soldiers to take off their rifles without hesitation and put them neatly by the river.

He saluted the White Rose Knights and prepared to leave.

"The opposite side, trust me so much?" The captain of the White Rose Knights was a little curious.

"Having or not having a gun will not change the outcome. The war is over. I hope we can sit together and have a drink next time we meet. I won't lose in a drinking contest." The captain of the grassland cavalry shrugged casually.

Although he was the loser, the loser should also be free and easy as a loser.

The White Rose Knight saluted his back, and then he gestured to the Siren Warriors floating in the river, asking them to help collect the guns on the opposite side.

The chivalry was over, and the face was given to Miss Munina, but it did not mean that the Siren, a barbarian, could be on an equal footing with the noble humans.

Not to mention that he was a noble lord of the White Rose Flag.

The lord of the White Rose Flag spoke, and the sirens naturally did not dare to disobey. The siren warriors quickly boarded the other side to collect rifles.

They didn't even think there was anything wrong with this.

They were originally guests living in human territory, and they had to endure the host's slightly arrogant attitude.

What's more, these White Rose lords gave the patriarch face, which was the most important thing.

This episode did not disturb Munina, but her singing still could not continue.

She cast an apologetic look at the captain of the White Rose Knights who stayed on the shore to enjoy the song.

Her strength was still a little lacking, and she could not finish singing this song.

The song suddenly came from afar.

Munina excitedly looked up to the south.

At the end of the moonlight, on the top of the White Mountain, the melodious song took over the first half of her.

Although the lyrics and tunes are slightly different, the soul-shaking music transcends national boundaries, transcends language, and even transcends life and death.

Munina burst into tears and followed the singing on the top of the White Mountain.

She changed from the lead singer to the harmony, but she did not complain at all.

There was only one person in the entire plane who could catch this song, the current human, the former Queen of the Elf, Sylph, who was blessed by the wind elves.

The wind brought the song to the entire battlefield.

The song that penetrated the soul sounded in everyone's heart.

The souls that died but refused to leave gradually settled down and drifted towards the underworld.

The dying soldiers forgot their pain when they heard the song and quietly waited for the end of their lives.

Only the war horses did not understand and continued to neigh.

Fortunately, their neighing did not last too long. The soldiers who were waiting to die thought they were noisy and struggled to draw their swords to send them on the road first.

No one questioned who killed his horse, and everyone was enjoying the last soul song.

The singing lasted for a full half an hour until the red moon flew in the sky and slowly stopped.

Munina knelt on the ground, facing the White Mountain, and cried excitedly.

"It is it, it is it, this is the real reincarnation of the fourth movement."

Some people listen to the song to rest, some listen to the song to be intoxicated, and some are woken up by the song and feel irritated.

In a luxurious tent far away from the battlefield, Angelina looked at Queen Sophia in the ice sculpture with worry.

She knew that the queen was sleeping, and she also believed that the queen would wake up before the return day, but she was still flustered when she saw the queen trapped in the ice sculpture.

The song tonight made her extremely irritable.

She is not dead, so she naturally doesn't like to listen to this kind of funeral song.

If she can do it, she will definitely order a round of artillery fire on the top of the White Mountain to shut up the bastard Sylph.

But she can't do it.

The defeat of the army made her miserable, and what made her even more uncomfortable was that almost all the losses came from the elite troops of the Vladimir Empire.

In the fierce offensive and defensive battles in the past few days, the Vladimir Empire has paid a heavy price of more than 100,000 casualties.

And these soldiers are veterans who have accumulated many years, especially the wild cavalry.

Christine's final order made this ace unit a thing of the past.

Although there are still three or four thousand remaining wild cavalrymen, their morale and organization are ruined.

It will take at least a dozen years for this unit to recover its vitality, and who knows how long it will take to fully restore its combat effectiveness.

Thinking of this, Angelina's blood pressure rose even higher.

Seeing that Queen Sophia showed no signs of waking up for the time being, she walked out of the tent a little irritably and went out to see the moon to relax.

Looking up and seeing the blood moon in the sky, her mood became even worse.

In the past year, the red companion moon, which was originally only one-tenth the size of the blue main moon, has become larger and larger, and the figures on the moon surface have become clearer and clearer.

Obviously, the companion moon and the companion moon creatures are approaching the Theia plane.

The material plane has a plane barrier to prevent the invasion of extraterritorial demons, but the companion moon is part of the plane, and the plane barrier does not block it.

As the return day approaches, the companion moon is getting closer and closer, and it has far exceeded the main moon.

Astronomers speculate that the companion moon will descend on the earth at the end of this year.

The speed of the companion moon approaching is still accelerating, but Theia is still in civil war.

Thinking of this, Angelina felt a tightness in her chest.

Why can't everyone unite closely around the Rurik people with Queen Sophia as the core?

Why must they resist?

Sophia is the hope of all ethnic groups in this era! Only she can prevent the final destruction and prevent other powerful tribes from returning home.

Thinking of this, Angelina's mood is as murderous as the blood moon.

She looked up again and saw that the red companion moon was approaching the earth at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seems that the companion moon will come in a day or two.

"Alas, Your Majesty, why don't you wake up?"

Angelina whispered softly, her tone full of frustration and fatigue.

Just when she was depressed, a soft and clear voice came from behind.

"I'm awake."

Angelina turned around with a trembling light, her lips trembling with excitement. Thinking of what happened in these days, she was ashamed to kneel down and apologize, but was gently held up by Sophia.

"I'm just sleeping, not dead. I saw it. You did a good job."

Sophia's eyes drifted to the White Mountain not far away, and she said softly: "Since someone is waiting for me in the White Mountain, it would be rude not to go."

"Your Majesty, you have said many times not to fight in the battlefield set by the enemy!" Angelina couldn't help but raise her voice.

Others who don't understand the queen will probably be moved by her heroic spirit, but she is the only one who can feel the hidden injuries and fatigue in the queen's body.

She is like a piece of cold jade broken from within.

It looks bright and beautiful on the outside, but it's already scarred on the inside.

Seeing that Angelina was about to cry, Sophia gently held her hand and pulled the acting coach up who was concerned but confused.

Her eyes were soft, yet unquestionably firm, as if she were looking down at the world.

"I just slept for a while and thought about some past events. Since the three deserters don't come, who is my opponent in this world as big as it is?"

"Come on, accompany me up the mountain to witness the exit of these respectable opponents."

She looked up at the sky. The originally ferocious red moon was obscured by the sudden appearance of dark clouds.

Crystal snowflakes fell from the sky.

Sophia stretched out her fingertips, and the space around her body twisted as her power surged.

The snowflake chosen by Sophia fell like lightning, while the other snowflakes solidified in the air. The difference between the speed and the slowness was strange and magical.

Watching this scene, Angelina's chest felt uncomfortable and she almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

A little embarrassed, but her confidence in Sophia was restored.

The queen's mere movement almost caused her, a person who had broken through the seventh level, to vomit blood. This control of power had already transcended the ordinary, transcended the extraordinary, and even had a touch of the holy realm.

Rumor has it that only those who have reached level four can enter the sanctuary. However, Sophia touched the realm of the sanctuary when she was only at level seven.

As she said, who in this world is her opponent?

Angelina knew that she was not qualified to participate in the final battle, she was just a spectator.

Just like this contrast between extremely fast and extremely slow, Sophia is helping her grow.

She didn't dare to speak, but just followed Sophia obediently.

She kindly reminded Sophia to switch to war horses to save energy, but Sophia just smiled slightly and said calmly:

"It would be a pity not to appreciate such a beautiful snow scene carefully."

Angelina felt something bad in her heart. She thought that when Queen Sophia first arrived in the empire, she was one of the people who greeted her and witnessed Sophia's heroic appearance from a distance.

She was only eleven years old at the time, and Empress Sophia was also very young.

It was also snowing all over the sky that day.

Angelina felt a little blocked in her heart, and she stood suddenly in front of Sophia, her voice trembling, almost crying.

"Your Majesty, will you wait until they come to die?"

Sophia reached out and touched Angelina's twisted face, and said softly: "Look, you still don't believe that I will win."

"Your Majesty, if you are in good condition and one on one, you can easily crush them, but this is not a fair match at all!"

"Is it fair?" Sophia stopped and suddenly laughed.

"Angelina, if you can't forget this ridiculous word, you will never be able to surpass Roland for the rest of your life."

Angelina raised her head angrily, "I don't want to surpass him, I just want you to be safe."

Sophia took a step forward. Angelina hesitated slightly, but still moved half of her body.

It would be disrespectful to block the Queen's progress. She can advise but cannot block her head-on.

If the Queen wanted to move forward, she would kneel down and hug the Queen's thighs.

Angelina remembered Sif's singing just now, and felt frightened.

There are four people as powerful as Sif on the mountain, and there is even the cunning snake Roland.

Although the Queen is powerful, she is one against four and is in poor condition. Fighting in an away game, almost all the taboos of military strategists are activated. How can they fight like this?

The enemy is not just paper.

Just when Angelina made up her mind to stop Sophia, her eyes flashed, and Sophia had already walked several meters away.

Angelina lost the chance to catch Sophia and just followed her.

The first obstacle was that the Queen doted on her and didn't care. She couldn't be rude anymore.

Looking at Angelina's worried look, Sophia said leisurely: "Thirteen years ago, when I first became a transcendent, my first challenge was to become an eighth-level transcendent. Do you know, my legs were shaking from nervousness at that time? ”

Angelina nodded, of course she knew that that was the night the Queen killed her husband and came to power. She personally killed the captain of the Guards, shattered the will of the resisters, and started her undefeated road.

Sophia walked casually, and her voice seemed to come from afar.

"Seven years ago, I challenged a seventh-level psychic master. Unfortunately, I was defeated but not killed."

Angelina quickly took over, "Your Majesty, moving from level eight to level seven is a qualitative change. It's a miracle that you can defeat her."

Sophia did not explain that she could kill the psychic at that time, but she was just merciful.

She walked slowly and slowly, letting the flying snow fall on her shoulders, and then disappeared.

Angelina waited for her to continue telling stories about the past, but Sophia stopped talking.

"Your Majesty, you later killed nine seven-ranked men, why didn't you say anything?"

"Ten."

Sophia corrected Angelina's mistake, and then said calmly: "After that, it will be a battle of the same level, there is nothing to say."

After walking in silence for a while, we finally approached Baishan.

Before Angelina could speak, Sophia said softly: "Angelina, do you think my victory is just a casual talk?"

Angelina was speechless for a moment, she did feel that the Queen was a bit harsh. Otherwise, how can we recall past achievements and enhance our confidence?

Your Majesty is still invincible, but the enemy is really powerful, very cunning, and very bad.

Of course she was worried.

But she couldn't speak directly, so she had to keep silent and express her feelings with silence.

Sophia raised her lips and said leisurely: "Angelina, this is not my blind confidence, but the confidence built in continuous victory. If you defeat the so-called geniuses and strong men of the same level one by one since your debut, no one can survive under your sword, even the strong men above you cannot defeat you, will you have the belief that you will win no matter who the enemy is?"

Angelina was stunned, she smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I don't know, I don't have this feeling."

"So you don't understand."

Sophia's pace slightly quickened and walked towards Baishan.

"No matter who stands in front of me, even if it is a god, as long as they are of the same level, I will win."

"If Roland doesn't gather five people with suitable attributes to form the Soul Blood Pentagram Formation, they are not even worth my full effort."

Sophia said softly.

Angelina's body trembled, "Five people, are you talking about Christine?"

Sophia smiled but did not answer, and said lightly: "I need the best whetstone, and now I have it. Let's go, use this battle to cheer for the upcoming Fourth Return Day."

"Wait, Your Majesty, it should be the Sixth Return Day, right?" Angelina quickened her pace and followed.

Her heart was trembling, but Sophia did not answer this question.

The Queen of Winter opened her arms and faced the wind and snow.

The violent wind and snow swirled towards her, touching her skin and melting.

Angelina felt the subtle changes in Sophia's body, and her breathing froze instantly.

She witnessed Sophia's figure gradually getting smaller in the wind and snow, blending into the surrounding environment.

At this moment, she is Baishan, and Baishan is also her.

She and Baishan seem to be integrated, no longer distinguishable from each other.

Angelina thought silently that Roland's home battle designed with great effort was destined to have no good results in this snowstorm.

Challenging the majesty of the Queen of Winter in a blizzard?

Angelina almost couldn't help laughing.

There are many ways to die, and Roland chose the one he thought was the smartest but actually the stupidest.

This is probably what people often say, "A wise man may occasionally be tripped by the tripwire he secretly buried."

Angelina even felt a little sympathetic towards Roland, she quickened her pace and followed him.

At this moment, she finally stopped worrying about the Queen's safety, she just wanted to see a feast of killing.

The white rose stained the top of the mountain with blood, becoming the final foreshadowing of Sophia's transcendence.

This is an undoubted ending.

Angelina was extremely sure.