In the Name of the Queen

Even a blind person can see that Alina is not a serious overseas student.

She is most likely a foreign intelligence officer who uses the identity of an overseas student as a cover.

Although she has exquisite facial features that make people fall in love at first sight, beautiful spies are more dangerous.

Roland frowned instinctively.

He picked up the teacup but did not drink the tea, and used a subtle way to drive the guest away.

But Alina did not mean to leave on her own initiative.

She took off her glasses casually, sitting more steadily than at home, and even took the initiative to greet.

"Why are you standing there, sit down."

Seeing that Roland did not respond, she did not feel embarrassed at all, and smiled and introduced herself, "Let me get to know you again. Alina de Buwanaba, the plenipotentiary envoy of the Golden Kite Republic to the Sussex Empire. The identity of an overseas student is also true."

Roland's eyebrows slightly raised.

Although the name of the Golden Kite is a republic, it is actually still controlled by the old aristocracy.

The middle name "De" has no practical meaning, it only represents the aristocratic identity with a long history.

If Alina didn't want to reveal her noble identity, she would say Alina Buwanaba.

Adding De, at least there is sincerity in not hiding anything.

Roland's expression eased a little, and he took a sip of the teacup.

"Miss Alina, your time is very valuable. If you have something to say, just say it directly."

"Well, I'll say it directly. Let's go, follow me to Jinyuan."

Puff!

Roland sprayed a mouthful of hot tea on the table.

I told you to be straight, but I didn't tell you so straight.

"Miss Alina, I don't understand what you mean." Roland remained calm.

"As far as I know, you are in a little trouble now. If no one helps you, you probably won't be able to fulfill your promise this weekend."

Alina said without hesitation: "I am an astrologer, and I am very accurate in judging people. You are worth winning over."

"Our Jinyuan is a free country. Everyone can find their own place, and they will never lose their heads for writing novels."

I didn't expect Alina to be so frank, and Roland's impression of her was much better.

She is indeed an astrologer. She can see that he has unlimited potential. She has a good vision.

"Sussex is a country ruled by law, and the royal power will not override the country."

Although Roland was moved, he would only lose points if he was impatient at this time.

Be reserved.

Alina was not angry, but asked calmly.

"A country ruled by law, do you believe it?"

Roland picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Of course he didn't believe it. Even in a civilized society, the construction of the rule of law still has a long way to go, not to mention this empire ruled by a monarch.

Seeing that Roland did not refute, Alina did not press step by step, but smiled and said:

"Our country is the world's cultural center, and we will never disrespect artists like barbaric countries. Your talent should not be buried."

Seeing that Roland was still thinking, Alina took the opportunity to say: "I will arrange a boat for you. Do you want to leave tomorrow afternoon or the day after tomorrow?"

She secretly changed the option from whether to leave to when to leave, just to prevent Roland from hesitating.

Roland may not be an artist, but he is definitely an excellent observation sample.

Just when she thought Roland would be grateful, the young clerk asked in a deep voice:

"Miss Alina, can I bring someone with me?"

"Not that it's impossible, but there must be a reason, family?"

"Although she is not a blood relative, she took care of me after her parents died and treated me like a family member."

Alina pondered for a long time, nodded and said: "I can arrange it. In return, you have to be my long-term model and come to my house often."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Alina is serious. Only when you intend to fulfill the agreement will you consider the feasibility.

Alina's bargaining gave him a reassurance.

He nodded, with a serious expression: "Thank you, Captain Alina."

"After discussing private matters, it's time to get down to business. Sit down, I'm going to start painting." Alina casually lifted the ends of her hair and took out the drawing board.

Nominally, she came to find Roland, the model for the portrait, so she couldn't return empty-handed.

After the painting was finished, Alina left the reward and the token of embarkation in a hurry.

Watching her leave, Roland sighed inwardly and looked out the window.

It was late at night, and there were only a few lights on the street.

He had come to this world a long time ago, but his memory awakened at the coming-of-age ceremony more than half a year ago.

He had lived in the Sussex Empire for eighteen and a half years, and it would be a lie to say that he had no feelings.

Sussex is indeed not a paradise, but the moon of Jin Yuan may not be rounder.

Once he left, the charges were confirmed.

Colluding with foreign spies, spreading rumors and slandering the queen, and perhaps treason.

If the queen was serious, he would spend the rest of his life in fear and anxiety under the wanted and hunted by the world's most powerful country.

But he had to leave.

He didn't want to pin his life on the thoughts of others.

Taking Lisa with him was not only because he didn't want her to be implicated, but also to test Alina's bottom line.

It can be seen that he has united front value in Alina's heart, but not much.

The boy looked out the window silently, and a fantasy flashed through his mind.

Queen Sylph can treat cats gently, is it possible for her to forgive unintentional offense?

Girls who like cats should not be too bad-hearted.

Soon, a voice from reality interrupted the boy's reverie.

"Roland, the girl who just came to you is so beautiful, no wonder you are not interested in Miss Elizabeth. Tell me quickly, how did you know each other, how long have you known each other, and how far have you progressed?"

"Progress?"

Roland looked back at Sister Lisa's concerned eyes, thought for a moment, and said calmly:

"Not so fast. If nothing goes wrong, I will go to Golden Orb with her the day after tomorrow."

"That's a bit slow. Huh? What did you say?!"

Lisa stared at Roland with wide eyes, confirming that Roland was not joking. Her gossip spirit was completely ignited, and she asked anxiously:

"What's going on? Tell me!"

When Roland didn't grow up, she was worried about Roland.

She was even more worried because Roland grew up too fast.

"Sister, I will explain the details later. In short, I got into trouble and had to leave. Miss Alina saw my talent and wanted to take me away."

Lisa put her slender hand on Roland's shoulder and said softly: "It's good to be able to leave, but is there no other place to go?"

"I will stay in Golden Orb for a while, and go to Storm Islands if the situation is not right. Although Sussex is powerful, the sunshine of Storm Islands does not belong to them."

Lisa sighed softly, her eyes full of loneliness and reluctance.

"You will be alone in the future, so you must learn to take care of yourself."

"I have two tickets. Are you willing to go with me? But I don't know anyone there, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for your close friends to see each other again in this life."

Lisa looked at Roland's clear eyes and laughed, "You are so old, you still need your sister to take care of you?"

She smiled and said, "Since you invite me sincerely, I will naturally not refuse. Those close friends have their own lives. They can live well without me. Who will take care of you if I don't go? But I don't understand the language there, and I may not be able to find a job."

"I earn money to support my family."

Roland said firmly.

Lisa laughed exaggeratedly, and the sadness in the corners of her eyes flashed away.

After all, this is her motherland where she has lived for twenty years since she was a child. Without a good reason, who would be willing to leave their hometown?

Although the golden kite is good, it is not home after all.

On the way home, she talked and laughed as usual, but Roland could hear her trembling.

In this era when fleets escorting the emperor to sea would encounter accidents, the ocean is synonymous with danger and death.

Lisa followed him, of course, because she didn't want to be implicated, but she never treated him as an outsider, and this time was no exception.

After returning home and lying on the bed, Roland found the whiskey left by his father in the corner of the cupboard, and took a few big gulps, choking with red ears and falling asleep.

In his dream, he was in a sea of ​​flowers, and saw a beautiful girl in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

She sat under a big tree in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, her elegant long skirt spread out like a parasol, and only her restless white jade feet quietly revealed a corner.

Her legs were not visible, but the half-covered and half-covered legs aroused more imagination.

After finally taking his eyes away from the girl's retracted jade feet, Roland soon fell into her amber eyes.

Those were a pair of clear eyes without a trace of impurities.

Roland was a little curious, what kind of carefree life could create such dust-free eyes?

Although her face was covered by a veil, she was still breathtakingly beautiful.

The ivory-white shoulders are smooth and delicate, without any trace of trivial life.

Such a girl does not exist in reality.

Seeing the girl's pointed ears. Roland's heart moved. It was obvious that she was an elf who was extinct in the pre-civilization era.

"Outsider, can you tell stories? I have been sleeping for too long and want to hear stories from outside." The girl blinked her curious eyes and asked softly.

"Of course, no one knows how to tell stories better than me. What do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear a story about gods, the royal family, mystery and love."

The girl's voice was particularly gentle, like a breeze blowing across her cheek.

Listen to stories?

Then you have found the right person.

Roland cleared his throat, his eyes gradually deepened, and he entered the storytelling mode.

"Then let me tell you a story called "Oh my God, the queen is pregnant, who did it?"