In the Name of the Queen

The progress of the times is never achieved overnight.

In this era when the industrial age is still in its infancy, the existence of colonies is in the interests of major industrial countries, so they exist, nothing more.

It has nothing to do with morality, nothing to do with civilization, only to do with the size of the fist.

The national awakening and independence of the colonies still need a long process. If you want independence, you have to pay the price of blood. This is history and reality.

You want independence by shouting twice. Where in the world is such a good thing.

Roland certainly will not change his decision because of the loud shouting of the Barat representative, and he is even a little annoyed with the bearded representative.

He is obviously a fool if he can't recognize his strength and distinguish the occasion.

Although the Barat region is nominally an independent country, everyone knows that they are the back garden of Sussex.

In order to show the magnanimity of a civilized country and to express respect for the Barat ascetics, the Sussex Empire let them come to the table.

It's okay to come to the table, or pretend to be a diner, but you can't take over the main role. This is a tacit understanding.

Smart people will not easily break the tacit understanding and make themselves unworthy.

Unfortunately, Barat's representative didn't understand.

When deciding Barat's fate in a few words, Roland didn't realize that he had long been accustomed to his high status and was no longer the little writer who was happy about winning the essay contest.

In this world full of fools, he sees farther, knows more, and is destined to suffer more pain.

If the end of the world finally comes, the final pain of those ignorant masses and the weak will only be a moment, while the extraordinary people will be slowly tortured.

Roland only has one sentence to comment on the relationship between Sussex and Barat.

"No one can hinder the friendship between Sussex and Barat, not even Barat himself."

The announcement of the establishment of the alliance is just to determine the big framework.

In the context of the common crisis facing mankind, no one dared to object, but when it came to the details, the representatives of various countries had their own little thoughts.

The representatives of the major countries were not surprised that the Barat representative was forked out. They even felt that it was an offense for Roland to allow the big meal on the table to sit on the chair, but they couldn't object because of Roland's face.

After Roland announced the establishment of the alliance, Queen Sissi, the representative of the Kingdom of Tyrol, stood up, and her gentle voice echoed in everyone's heart.

"Very good, the barbarians leave the venue, and we can communicate in a civilized way."

Her words represent the mentality of most people. The core area of ​​the Rodinia continent represents civilization, and Southeast Rodinia, the South Continent and the New Continent are backward, barbaric and ignorant.

Although a little extreme, it is basically in line with the background of the times.

When the sky of Sussex and West Dai was shrouded in coal smoke symbolizing industrial civilization, the dining method of eating one's own kind was even popular in the distant South Continent.

Roland glanced at Queen Sissi casually.

This first beauty of the previous generation who was forced to abdicate by Sophia is only 35 years old this year. Her strength and potential were originally excellent, but she has always lived in the shadow after succumbing to Sophia's tyranny.

After the Battle of White Mountain, the difficulty of being promoted to a transcendent was greatly reduced, and many transcendents who were originally not qualified to impact a higher realm also had the opportunity to break through.

Just like most games have a catch-up mode for returning players, many weak players at level eight or even level nine also join the glorious evolution.

Later generations will call the extraordinary players who were promoted in the Battle of White Mountain the top strongmen, and the latecomers the chasers.

Queen Sissi originally had the opportunity to become a top strongman, but she was scared. She spent many years to finally restore her broken heart, finally broke the inner demon, and broke through to level six.

Among the chasers, she caught up the fastest.

The sky cleared, the rain stopped, and Sissi felt that she was doing it again.

After fading out of the mainstream for several years, she regained control of the power of the Kingdom of Tyrol. This international conference was her first return to the mainstream.

Queen Sissi has a perfect figure with a protruding front and a curved back. The charm of a mature woman is overwhelming, and the desire of dissatisfaction is faintly exuded in the depths of her eyes. Every man who is swept by her wonderful eyes feels that his heartbeat is accelerated.

This Queen Sissi, indeed, still has charm.

No, she is not still charming, but still standing at the top of the mountain of female charm.

Looking at the enchanting style of Queen Sissi, Alina bit her red lips lightly, and looked disdainful on the surface, but she was silently recording Queen Sissi's outfit behind her.

Lisa showed an envious expression. The mature and charming big sister not only has a fatal temptation to men, but also has a good role model for the young sisters who are maturing day by day.

Sif glanced at Queen Sissi disapprovingly, lowered her head to look at the magic mirror that was reduced to a small mirror and attached to her left wrist. Seeing that Queen Sissi was still only fourth, she was instantly relieved and satisfied with the current ranking of the female charm list.

Although Queen Sissi is charming, she does not pose a threat to her.

Let's get past Sophia first.

Sif adjusted her threat level to weak.

Christine opened her eyes and glanced at Queen Sissi, a little confused, and then stared at the other's body fiercely, even more surprised.

Queen Sissi felt the gaze coming from behind, and she turned back with infinite charm, but what she saw was not the gaze from Roland, but the gaze from Christine.

Queen Sissi's eyes were a little hesitant.

She thought that Roland, the lustful little guy, was paying attention to her, but she didn't expect that his eyes were communicating with his wife. Instead, Christine, who was sitting next to Roland, was very interested in her.

After Queen Sissi was stunned for a moment, she touched Christine's perfectly curved chin with a slightly provocative gaze.

The Little Saint of Light can look at her, and of course she can look back, which is reasonable.

However, the moment this gaze touched Christine, layers of goosebumps appeared all over her body, which made her feel particularly uncomfortable.

Christine's stomach suddenly felt turbulent, and she stood up suddenly and disappeared from the door like lightning.

The whole place was in an uproar.

Sif winked at Roland and motioned for him to follow her out for a look.

Roland and Sif had such a tacit understanding that they could understand her meaning with just one look.

Although Christine has different beliefs and some extreme behavior, she is their ally. Now that she is in trouble, it is not appropriate to ignore her.

Roland hurriedly explained to the other representatives and disappeared out the door.

Queen Sissi's speech was unexpectedly interrupted, and she felt a little annoyed. In order to maintain her demeanor, she shrugged casually and said coolly:

"Wait for them. Miss Christine is very strong and not injured. It seems that she is not feeling unwell, but has some special reason."

"Gentlemen, please be more tolerant to ladies. Thirteen years ago, there were a few months when I always liked to vomit. Even when I think about it now, I still remember it fresh."

She sat down casually, picked up the tea cup and sipped tea elegantly.

It seemed that she was explaining to Christine, but the men present suddenly thought of something.

The Crown Prince of Tyrol is twelve and a half years old this year. Thirteen years ago, Queen Sissi was pregnant.

Recalling the way Christine left in a state of embarrassment, as if she was vomiting, and then thinking about Roland's eagerness to rush out and care for her, it was hard for the representatives not to think about it.

They exchanged glances with half-smiling faces, their faces filled with ambiguous expressions of "Everyone who understands understands, but even if they don't understand, you don't understand either."

Although Queen Sissi's words did not point to anything or accuse anything, they vaguely hinted that Miss Saint is not that clean.

This way of spreading rumors is calm and elegant, but its essence is no different from that of a gossip.

Queen Sissi was very clever at spreading rumors, but Sif's power of insight had already clearly seen her malicious intentions through her clear eyes.

Sif frowned slightly, very unhappy.

She didn't mind Queen Sissi's scandalous rumors about Christine, but bringing Roland into the rumors touched her bottom line.

Even if Roland did it, it wouldn't be your turn to talk nonsense.

What's more, he's never done it before.

Sif has a pair of discerning eyes. As she was promoted to the fifth hidden class [Dictator], her ability to see through was greatly enhanced. After shrinking the artifact mirror and carrying it with her, she could see through more and more things. many.

She could clearly see that Christine was pure.

She could even see Queen Sissi's malice towards the entire world, as well as the light pink number 15 above her head.

This means that Queen Sissi has had negative contact with fifteen male partners.

The poor old King of Tyrol wore fourteen green crowns.

Sif maliciously speculated that the old king was already sixty-one years old when he got married. Maybe this green crown was fifteen?

Bichi has a bright appearance and a noble status.

This is her evaluation of Queen Sissi. The people of Tyrol regard such a woman as their national goddess. She is also a woman admired by countless young nobles. It is simply a tragedy.

Sif was a little curious as to what exactly Christine had seen just now to make her lose her composure.

Although she doesn't like Christine very much, she recognizes the strength of the Pope of Light and doesn't think Christine is afraid of Queen Sissi.

Although Queen Sissi was spreading rumors, she was right about one thing. Christine really vomited, and she vomited very violently.

She squatted on the side of the road and not only vomited all her breakfast, but even gastric acid came out.

Roland didn't speak, just handed over a handkerchief.

"Thank you, don't worry, it's just physical discomfort."

Summoning holy water to clean the stains on her lips, and wiping the water droplets on her lips with a handkerchief, Christine thought that this handkerchief was used by Roland, and she was a little at a loss for a moment.

"Holy light heart, don't use it"

Christine had just started chanting when she was abruptly interrupted by Roland, "Okay, don't regret it. I've used this thing before. I picked it up at the Winter Palace before departure. It's brand new."

brand new?

Christine was even more confused. She could smell a faint pleasant smell on the handkerchief. It was not Roland's but she had taken it from the Winter Palace. Could it be that it was

Christine became even more nauseated when she thought that this thing might have been in Sophia's collection for several years.

Fortunately, she had vomited all she could, and any more vomiting would be full of stomach acid, so she just retched.

"Kristin, time is precious, let's go back."

"Aren't you going to ask me why I lost my temper?" Christine asked softly, following Roland.

"If you say it, I'm willing to share; if you don't say it, I believe you have a reason."

Roland didn't look back, just spoke calmly.

"In the dark night, the shadow tentacles weave a web. At the moment just now, I smelled the deep dark breath from Queen Sissi." Christine's ethereal voice seemed to sound from the endless void.

"The second prophetic poem?" Roland stopped, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the clarity in Christine's eyes.

"oracle."

Christine stubbornly corrected Roland's wrong title.

Roland's expression remained normal and he said in a deep voice: "It seems that the last two prophecies will come soon."

Now that a new enemy has appeared, Roland naturally does not dare to neglect.

"Christine, until these enemies are eliminated, we can still fight side by side, right?"

Christine did not answer Roland's question, but lowered her voice and said: "Roland, you are different from Sophia. She is trampling on the dignity of the goddess. The day of the coming of the Holy Light is the day of her death. There is no need for you to lock yourself with her. "

Seeing that Roland was about to walk to the negotiation venue, Christine grabbed Roland's sleeves and persuaded him anxiously.

"My faith is not firm, and I have offended the great goddess." Roland shrugged.

"I told you that you are different. The Lord of Light is a benevolent goddess. She can forgive unintentional mistakes and offenses when the truth is unknown. Sophia knew that the judges were appointed by the goddess, and she killed them with one sword. This is a hard slap. No one can resolve it if it hits the goddess in the face.”

Christine's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was a little louder, "Roland, I have no family, you are the only friend, and I will not harm you. Don't hang out with Sophia, you are destined to be unlucky if you are with her."

Her anxious look was not fake.

The gradual realization of the oracle means that the power of the goddess is extending to the world.

The day when the three goddesses come is the end of the blasphemer.

The goddess is benevolent, but the place to be redeemed is very precious, and only those with devout faith and outstanding contributions can obtain it.

"Roland, you went all out to revive the Holy Spring, and you were firm in protecting the Holy City. The goddess saw all of this. If she happened to be napping and didn't see it, I would also remind her."

"Promise me not to go astray again, okay?"

Christine raised her head and looked at Roland blankly.

After becoming the human spokesperson of the Goddess of Light, she gradually distanced herself from all living beings, and she was also unsmiling in front of the cardinals.

She became more and more majestic, and her behavior and temperament became more and more like the goddess recorded in scriptures and images.

Facing the gradually sanctified Christine, even her teacher Hettingson dared not act out.

Only when facing Roland, she was still the simple Christine, the Saint of Light.

There is not much time left for Roland. If he continues to muddle along like this, his future is destined to be bleak. If it were anyone else, she would eliminate the wavers without hesitation, but this is Roland, so she is anxious.

"What should I do?" Roland asked slowly in a low voice without thinking about him.

If you are someone who is firm on the bottom line, you may reject Christine firmly and say something like "It's fun to have an opponent like you."

But not Roland.

Christine's ideas may be biased, but she is serious in wanting to "save" Roland.

Although Roland disagreed, he still couldn't bear to hurt his friend's good intentions.

Even if he is pretending, he will pretend until the day of his final return.

If they were destined to be enemies, that was in the distant future.

"Okay, I listen to you. But I have something to say first. You know my situation very well. It will definitely not work for me to give up everything and follow you."

Christine's eyes sparkled with surprise. She looked into Roland's eyes and couldn't believe her ears.

Roland is willing to give in and compromise for her, even if he changes his faith?

She nodded vigorously, took out the topaz icon from her chest, stood on tiptoes and put it on for Roland.

"Belief does not have to be formal, just be sincere. You have made so many contributions to the great goddess, as long as you don't stand against her in the future."

"But I am now."

"I understand, no need to explain anymore." Christine folded her hands, crossed her slender index fingers into a cross, and pressed them against Roland's lips.

“It is not apostasy for believers to submit to heretics and heretics when their lives are threatened.”

Kristine said softly: "No one can resist Sophia head-on now. I know you feel aggrieved by being forced to stay by her side. Please keep your heart and be patient for a while."

Roland nodded silently.

In fact, he was not wronged by Sophia, and even lived a very comfortable life.

But of course he would not say such negative things.

Before returning to the venue, Roland stopped and asked Christine another matter, "I will propose the formation of a mainland mobile force later. I hope you can support it."

Kristine nodded slightly, unable to hide the joy in her eyes.

She is the top military commander of the Roland camp, so it goes without saying that she is also in charge of this mobile force.

Although he is very busy, since it is Roland's request, he must find a way to accommodate it.

When they returned to the venue, more than ten minutes had passed.

Representatives from various countries in the venue looked at Roland and Christine with strange expressions.

Roland didn't bother to pay attention to what they were thinking. He returned to his seat and said straight to the point:

"The oracle relayed by the Pope of Light comes from the great Lord of Light, and its authenticity cannot be doubted."

"We are about to face, no, are facing a test of life and death. We have no choice but to unite."

"In addition to forming alliances and establishing emergency liaison mechanisms, I suggest that countries select elites to form special mobile forces to respond to emergencies at any time."

Roland's suggestion silenced the representatives of various countries.

They certainly knew the importance of establishing a mobile force.

In the battle of Francis Fortress, the Extraordinary Ones had proven their ability to fight war machines head-on.

If it hadn't been for the Extraordinary One that night, there wouldn't have been a single person alive at Fort Francis.

Extraordinaries cannot tear apart war machines with their hands, but they can greatly reduce the damage.

Roland unbuckled his belt from a moral high ground. He would pee on anyone who opposed him at this time.

But these representatives were unwilling to give in easily. The mobile force gathered elites from various countries. The number of people might not be large, but the strength was extremely strong.

If they could not get enough benefits here, they would not be able to explain to the country.

Roland knew all about these people's tricks. It was not convenient for him to continue to propose plans, so naturally someone stood up.

Lisa stood up and greeted the representatives of various countries, then smiled and asked:

"Roland, how do you plan to form a mobile force, how many people are needed, how to arrange logistics support, how to build a command system, and where are these troops stationed?"

"If you don't make it clear, it will be difficult for everyone."

Lisa was certainly not questioning Roland, she was asking questions for others.

After Lisa raised the question, representatives from various countries cast grateful eyes.

The Battle of White Mountain established Sophia's invincible position, and the Rodinia War also allowed Sussex, Golden Kite and Vladimir Empire to show their strength beyond other countries.

Now Roland spoke to Sophia on behalf of the three major countries, how dare they object.

But they didn't want their country to become a vassal.

They wanted to ask but were afraid of offending Roland. Fortunately, Lisa acted as their mouthpiece, and they were grateful.

Roland had already prepared for these questions.

He directly took out the drafted mobile force formation plan.

According to his plan, the number of this force does not need to be too large, and it is composed of special soldiers and extraordinary people.

This force is usually stationed in Val City and other places to monitor the movements of underground ruins, and immediately warn and take action when abnormalities are found.

In short, it is stationed near the core areas of the Odin Empire and the Alemanni Empire.

This special mobile force with only 5,000 people has the strongest individual combat power, the highest salary and the best equipment.

After listening to Roland's number of mobile forces, the representatives of various countries looked at each other, and some of them couldn't understand.

Even if these 5,000 people are all super soldiers, the number is still a little small.

Someone cautiously raised an objection, "The importance of mobile forces is self-evident. Isn't it too few to have only 5,000 people?"

"Enough."

Roland motioned the representative to sit down and patiently explained.

Facing the threat of super enemies, too many ordinary soldiers are actually a bad thing.

The high pension alone is a headache.

"The combat effectiveness of special forces does not depend on the number of people, but on combat thinking."

Roland stretched out his hand from the void and grabbed a thick book of information in front of him.

"This is the research result of Norton's research team, about war machinery. In order to show my sincerity in promoting the establishment of the alliance, I decided to share it with all participating countries for free."

This sentence made many representatives stand up excitedly.

Before, they were upset because they could not get war machinery, but now this regret has been made up.

Norton is the top alchemist, physicist and chemist in the continent. His research ability basically represents the top of the continent.

His results are naturally priceless.

This research result can help the participating countries better deal with war machinery, which can really save lives.

Roland threw out this heavyweight gift, and the tone of the participating country representatives quickly changed.

They all said that those who have people will contribute people, and those who have money will contribute money.

The extraordinary people invited to attend also stood up and expressed their willingness to participate.

The extraordinary are beyond the ordinary, but they are still human and cannot transcend human existence.

If all ordinary people die, who will support them? Will they be left to farm on their own?

Since there are no objections, the formation of the mobile force is a matter of course.

The plan for forming the force is very clear. This is a plan that Roland spent several days to finalize. Naturally, representatives from other countries cannot raise any objections.

There is only one final question left.

Who will be the commander of this mobile force?

In terms of strength, Sophia is the most suitable, but she didn't come at all. During this period, she went to the Arctic glacier for retreat and had no interest in such things.

Roland said directly that Sophia should not be considered.

Not only did he reject Sophia, he also rejected all national leaders.

"I am busy with all kinds of things and I really can't spare the time."

Roland modestly declined.

"I guess the heads of state and dignitaries of various countries are the same."

Roland modestly declined for others.

Although some people were not happy in their hearts, they had already said what Roland had said, so what else could they say.

Since the heads of state and politicians cannot attend, doesn't that mean that

Queen Sissi coughed lightly and stood up.

"Mr. Roland, if no one can bear this burden, I have a suggestion. Let me take it on."

"You can't do it." Roland cut off Queen Sissi's words directly.

He had some good feelings for this woman, and even felt a little sympathy for her because she was bullied by Sophia in her early years.

But Sif and Christine didn't like her, so Roland naturally put her on the list of enemies.

If only one of Sif and Christine disliked her, it might be a personal grudge. These two people who had a bad relationship thought that Queen Sissi was not good, then she really was not good.

Sif had insight, and Christine was instructed by the oracle.

Queen Sissi, who was involved with the darkness in the shadows, must be eliminated.

Without evidence, Roland could not accuse her of having a dark aura, but fortunately he had a better reason.

"I'm sorry, but you're too weak. This concerns the safety of Rodinia and the survival of mankind. This courage is too heavy for you to bear."

Roland's overbearing style caused dissatisfaction among some extraordinary people. Some people stood up and exchanged glances with Queen Sissi, and then protested loudly.

"Lord Roland, you can't represent everyone. I am willing to obey Queen Sissi's leadership."

Sif and Christine frowned at the same time and blacklisted Queen Sissi's dog licker.

Roland laughed and said calmly: "I don't accept it."

This sentence killed the game.

If you continue to be stubborn, you will be against Roland.

The extraordinary person who just stood up was choked and couldn't speak, so he had to sit down awkwardly.

He did gain happiness beyond the soul and the body from Queen Sissi, but he was not against Roland because of this.

Queen Sissi gathered her hair in a chic manner and sat down with a gentle smile.

"I just proposed that since Mr. Roland doesn't like it, I have to give up."

"Mr. Roland, I would like to hear your opinion."

Queen Sissi still maintained an elegant and calm demeanor, but only she knew what she was thinking.

"First of all, the commander must be strong and able to convince the people. The strength must be at least above the average level of rank five."

Hearing this condition, Christine sat up straight.

Who else can perfectly meet this condition except her?

You can't go to the distant Barat to ask the ascetic to come out of the mountain or ask the crow sage to come.

As expected of Roland, he actually made the most correct arrangement.

Roland continued: "The commander candidate must be proficient in military skills and have experience in commanding wars of more than 100,000 people."

This condition is also reasonable.

It is too abstract for the commander of the mobile force to not understand military affairs.

Christine's upward curve of the corners of her lips could hardly be suppressed.

This is already clear, it must be her.

"My candidate is"

Christine stood up.

Roland announced calmly: "Duke Reinhard, please don't refuse." (End of this chapter)