In the Name of the Queen

Wait for him to make a move before shooting?

Roland secretly complained, isn't that a bit too late?

He didn't want to wait for Stanley to make a move first before fighting back.

Stanley thought he was smart and thought he wanted to hear the shocking secret, but in fact he didn't want to.

He just wanted to deal with Stanley himself.

In Stanley's eyes, Roland was a greedy little white face, but he didn't know that in Roland's eyes, he was just a pig to be slaughtered.

He just didn't want to splatter blood on other people's faces, so he dragged him to the nearby grove to kill.

In the duel just now, Wharton fell to the ground with a bang, and Roland could clearly sense that the Knight Soul Card had another mark.

Unlike the red mark obtained by killing Carl Vinson, Wharton generated a golden mark when he was knocked down by Sif.

Roland boldly speculated that it should be Sif who fought for him, so part of the reward belonged to him.

No one knows where the soul card comes from, but the extraordinary people have also summed up many rules over the long years.

Promotion of civilian-oriented professions mainly depends on achievements in this field.

Promotion of combat-oriented professions mainly depends on combat records and strength.

Some cards can be used for both.

Sylph and Sophia are authoritative professions, and they are all-around.

They can choose to achieve amazing achievements in their field, or they can choose to step on the corpses of their peers to move up.

After having two professions, Roland also began to take the all-around path.

I just don't know if Sylph can gain anything by fighting for him.

Roland thought silently, hoping to kill two birds with one stone, otherwise it would be too unfair to Sylph.

Keeping a certain distance from Stanley, Roland walked towards the grove.

When approaching the grove, Stanley sighed lightly and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Captain Roland, there is no need to be so defensive. Rather than a knight, I am more like a businessman. In my opinion, there is nothing that cannot be traded as long as the price is enough. What do you think?"

Roland said noncommittally: "Maybe, I am a little curious about your offer."

Price?

What price can surpass the reward of defeating a transcendent of the same level in person?

If you can't offer a higher price, you can only thank him with a head.

Seeing that Roland was indifferent, Stanley took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "I know the shocking secret of the late emperor's voyage until the accident."

"What?!"

Roland was suddenly "startled" and drew his gun directly.

"Bang!"

The gun sounded.

American Iai is very useful. The gun is fast at seven steps away, and the gun is fast and accurate within seven steps.

Roland and Stanley are only a few meters apart.

At this distance, there is no need to aim at all, just raise your hand.

Before Stanley could pull out the spare pistol hidden in his boots, Roland shot him in the right wrist.

He covered his wrist and screamed and fell to the ground, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

He looked at Roland in disbelief and muttered to himself, "You, how did you see it?"

Roland slowly put the pistol back into the holster, took out the throwing knife and held it in his hand.

"Be honest, this throwing knife is poisoned."

Stanley's lips turned pale with pain, cold sweat broke out, his face was ashen, and he dared not move.

Roland came to Stanley carefully, ordered him to untie his belt and throw it over, then picked up the belt and tied his hands behind his back.

Roland searched Stanley very carefully and thoroughly. After taking away Stanley's personal weapon, he couldn't help but mock him:

"Your idea is very good to shock me with the so-called shocking secret, and then pull out the spare pistol hidden in your trouser leg when I am stunned."

"Unfortunately, your opponent is me."

Roland didn't say half a sentence.

He had never intended to listen to Stanley's so-called secret from the beginning.

Shocking secret, right?

How could a small deputy leader of the Knights know the secret of the emperor's death at sea?

Ninety-nine percent of it is a lie.

If he really knew, Roland would have a way.

Tiger bench, pepper water, branding iron and other ways of torturing the body are inferior means. He will give Stanley and Wharton a free lesson.

Prisoner's dilemma.

Let them slowly struggle with the weaknesses of human nature.

In the face of the carefully designed game method, even the most stubborn prisoners will have a mental breakdown.

Stanley's eyes were full of reluctance, and he couldn't help but whispered:

"Roland, I used Stanley Chamber of Commerce to expand the business, but Wharton didn't know that I had transferred those assets. If you let me go, I will give you everything! I can swear!"

Roland looked at Stanley with a smile, sneering: "Criminal's oath?"

"I can swear to God with my soul!"

Stanley roared in a low voice: "Roland, the Queen will not blame you for this little thing. That is a huge fortune of more than 200,000 pounds! All this money is yours! All yours!"

Roland smiled and shook his head.

"Stanley, you have a family, and you are not a tough guy. Do you think I believe in the interrogator or you?"

Stanley's face was pale, and he trembled and couldn't say a word.

Roland was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly pointed the gun at Stanley and took him back.

Stanley was indeed very cunning.

As expected of a successful businessman, his words were one after another.

From pretending to give up his property to suddenly shouting the secret of the previous emperor's accident, and then taking the opportunity to pull out the hidden weapon to kill.

He would have succeeded with anyone else.

As long as he could kill Roland, he could escape from Sussex through hidden connections.

As for family

Good businessmen have no family.

If you lose your wife, you can marry again, if you lose your children, you can have another one, if you lose your money, you can make it again, but if you lose yourself, everything is over.

His idea is perfect, but he is just unlucky.

Roland is not a normal person.

He doesn't want money, he just wants to use Stanley's head to improve his record.

If Stanley knew that he was an experience +1 in Roland's eyes, I wonder if he would regret it.

But there is no regret medicine in this world, he can only face the bleak fate.

Just as Roland was dealing with Stanley, Sif, who was looking forward to it at the training ground, was startled by the sudden gunshot.

Her eyelashes and red lips trembled uncontrollably.

But she quickly realized that Roland had a gun but Stanley didn't.

Stanley was definitely desperate and was taken down by Roland!

The result was similar to what she thought, but she certainly couldn't have imagined the process.

She didn't expect that it was not Stanley who took the initiative, but Roland.

When Roland took Stanley to the training ground, the knights whispered and there was a commotion in their team.

Several golden knights were scared.

They were at a loss and could only pray that the letter of allegiance would not be searched out.

Seeing Roland return safely, the frightened Sif rushed to meet him, and her casually draped cloak fell in the breeze.

"Are you okay?"

"Are you injured?"

"He actually dared to attack you, I will let Her Majesty the Queen sign an order to execute him!"

Facing Sif's concerned questions, Roland felt a little warm in his heart and said with a smile:

"I'm fine. Let's get down to business first."

Sif stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, took a few steps back, and looked at the old man in the Heraldry Academy with her peripheral vision.

Only the old man here knows her true identity.

She doesn't want today's events to be recorded in the little notebook.

However, the old guy just stood there and looked up at the sky.

I don't know what's so good about this gray and foggy sky.