In the Name of the Queen

"Look, look, the noble sister is here!"

The children's surprised voices echoed over the former Royal Knights' Camp, now the Knights' Family Park.

A few children who were playing around rubbed their frozen red hands, surrounded Sif with excitement and embarrassment, and chattered.

"Jerry, look, Sif looks so handsome in armor today!"

"That's not handsome, it's heroic, Tom, you always use the wrong words!"

"You all said it wrong, Sif is the most beautiful today!"

Listening to the children's sincere praise, Sif laughed happily, and at the same time gave Roland a show-off expression of "Do you see someone praising you?"

Although it was a show-off, Roland was not unhappy at all.

Who said there is no sunshine in Sussex in winter? It's all in Sif's smile.

He also laughed.

Finally, some children accidentally "discovered" Roland.

"Look, Sister Sif's guards are here too."

"Ah, Brother Roland is handsome too."

Although it was a bit perfunctory, the children still praised him for Sif's sake.

Roland proudly puffed out his chest and gave Sif a "me too" expression.

Seeing the children chattering non-stop, Roland coughed lightly and shouted loudly:

"Children, go home first, there is an important matter today!"

Although the children did not want to, they still reluctantly said goodbye to Sif and went home, looking back every few steps.

Roland? Just Sister Sif's follower, not familiar.

If they were not allowed to listen to Sister Sif's stories, they would be even less familiar.

Of course, Roland would not bother with the children. He found Walton, the acting head of the Knights, and showed the order issued by the Heraldry Institute, asking to receive the troops.

Wharton had received the order issued yesterday and knew who the new leader was, but he did not expect Roland to be so young.

Wharton is a typical Sussex strongman, nearly 1.9 meters tall, strong as an ox, with a red nose and some alcohol smell, it seems that he drank a lot last night.

He squinted at Roland, feeling emotional, it seems that the rumors are true.

The new leader is indeed the Queen's lover!

Wharton saw that Roland took over the army and brought a beautiful woman with him, and he secretly despised him.

He can beat ten such pretty boys.

But so what, on the surface he still has to listen to the pretty boy.

Thinking of this, Wharton's originally arrogant expression became a little more solemn.

He opened the safe listlessly, took out the golden dagger and seal representing the power of the leader of the Knights, and handed them to Roland.

He held the dagger in one hand and handed it to Roland.

Roland didn't take it, just stared at him.

Wharton was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, this pretty boy is showing off his power to him?

He was furious, and just about to explode, he saw the white rose pattern on Sif's collar from the corner of his eye.

This is the mark of the royal family.

He didn't know Sif, but he knew he couldn't afford to offend this girl.

Walton quickly changed to a smiling face, holding the golden dagger in both hands, raised it above his head, bent one knee slightly in front of Roland, and reported loudly.

"I, the deputy commander of the White Rose Knights and acting commander Walton, transfer all power to His Excellency Roland."

That's right.

After all, it's a handover between commanders, but it's like a child playing house, right?

Roland knew that Walton was angry, but he still insisted.

If you have a temper, find a way to solve it yourself, what does it have to do with him?

You are angry, right? If you don't want to do it, there are people who will do it!

As the person in charge of the stay, Walton probably dreamed of becoming a deputy and a full-time position. Roland's arrival announced the end of his dream. It would be strange if he liked Roland.

This guy has a full beard and looks rough, but only he knows what he thinks in his heart.

Roland solemnly took the golden dagger and seal and completed the handover according to the process.

After the handover, Roland sat down in the main seat without any politeness and asked casually:

"Deputy Captain Wharton, you are the person in charge of the stay-behind, please give me a brief introduction of the current situation of the Knights."

Wharton looked at Roland unhappily, and was about to say a few perfunctory words, but he saw the white rose on Sif's collar from the corner of his eye, and instantly wilted.

The Royal Knights is a common name, and its official name is the White Rose Knights, because the white rose is a symbol of the royal family.

A royal girl who is obviously a high-ranking noble accompanied Roland to receive it. What else can he say?

Although Wharton did not dare to confront him directly, he did not have a good attitude.

"Sir Roland, the Knights haven't received salary for three years! I don't mean to complain, but the brothers of the Knights need to eat, and their families also need to eat, so they can only find some way out for themselves."

"Fortunately, the Stanley brothers have business acumen and have made money through logistics and trade. Now, except for a few people who stay in the group, the rest are working for Stanley Trading Company."

"Captain, don't blame them. If everyone doesn't make a living, they would have starved to death. It doesn't matter if we starve to death, but what about our families? Who will serve His Majesty if they all starve to death?"

Sif's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her slender fingers turned white under her fingernails. She thought the situation was not good, but she didn't think it would be so bad.

She subconsciously wanted to cast her eyes on Roland, but she held back.

Roland was very busy, and he couldn't let Roland think for her every time.

She also had a brain, so why not use it.

Sif frowned slightly and began to think about the meaning behind Wharton's words.

First of all, make sure of one thing.

Wharton is definitely not truly loyal.

Not as good as Roland.

Sif concluded without hesitation.

This was not the result of her careful analysis, but the effect of the power of [Insight].

She stood behind Walton and activated her extraordinary ability.

At first glance, a light blue mark appeared on Walton's head.

Colors close to red indicate loyalty, and colors close to black indicate disloyalty.

Walton's defense was not strong, and Sif saw through it at a glance.

Sif stood behind Walton and reminded Roland with her mouth, "This person is disloyal!"

Roland lowered his head slightly and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Sif is a good cheater.

But it's true, who would do the questions if they can just peek at the answers.

It's not class time now, let's talk about it later.

Roland talked to Walton for a few words, got a general understanding of the basic situation, and asked Walton to go down to rest.

After Walton left, Roland and Sif were the only ones left in the room.

After the two sat down, Roland slowly asked, "Sif, what do you think of the current situation of the Knights?"

"It's a bit bad, it seems that we can't rely on them." Sif sighed.

"It's really bad, but it's not necessarily a bad thing." Roland said calmly.

"It's not necessarily a bad thing. Can they still change?"

Sif looked at Roland with an incredulous look, her eyes full of surprise.

She believed in Roland. After all, he could always create unexpected miracles.

The Knights were already rotten, and she wanted to see what Roland would do.

Roland took out a document from the file bag and handed it to Sif.

"This is the bill I asked the housekeeper for. The royal family's finances have been tight in the past few years, and the establishment and funding of the Knights have indeed been reduced, but the salary paid is 80%."

Sif took the bill, looked at it for a few times, and her fair face flushed instantly.

"Too bastard!"

The military pay was deducted from her.

Not only did they deduct the military pay, but they also falsely reported the number of people to claim the military pay.

It is roughly estimated that the upper echelons of the Knights have taken as much as 70,000 to 80,000 pounds from the royal family in recent years.

It would be strange if such an army could have combat effectiveness.

Because the knights were not adapted to the battlefield, the Knights' Order was reduced in size and banished to the cold palace.

But the Knights' Order was a face, and the royal family had to maintain this useless army and pull it out as a guard of honor during important celebrations.

The result was that a bunch of termites were raised.

"How to deal with it?" Roland asked softly.

Of course he was prepared, but he just gave Sif a test in class.

Sif bit her lip, her cold eyes full of murderous intent.

These termites took her money.

She knew that the treasury was very tight, and she has been taking the initiative to save money recently.

She reduced her bedding to three layers when she slept at night, and each meal did not exceed six dishes. She did not turn on the magic lamp unless necessary at night, but used a few candles to make do.

These bastards reached their black hands into her gold coin box.

"We must kill a chicken to scare those monkeys, that's what you said."

Roland nodded with satisfaction.

That's right, we have to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

Sif learned well.