In the Name of the Queen

Just when Sif was thinking about whether to remind the old guy to keep his mouth shut, a gray figure rode a horse and galloped from the direction of the headquarters building.

When Roland and Stanley just left, Raikkonen took the first step and led people to search the main building.

Back so soon?

In full view of everyone, Raikkonen excitedly dismounted, walked to the high platform in one stride, and held the small box in his hands like a treasure.

"Captain, I found important evidence! Look, there are dozens of letters of allegiance here, all written by the backbone of the Knights."

"Shut up!"

Roland interrupted Raikkonen rudely.

He slowly scanned the whole place, his eyes passing over every middle-level officer who was frightened, whose face was ashen, or who didn't dare to raise his head.

Apparently, they all did it.

If a few people did it, Roland could be ruthless and bring all the disloyal people to justice.

But if everyone has done it, it can only mean that no one has done it.

He knows this question.

There have been pioneers in history who have delivered perfect answers.

If you can’t write, can you still copy?

He took the box without even looking at it, struck a match, and lit the pile of incriminating evidence that could send someone to hard labor in the North.

The flames burst into flames.

"Beep, Beep, Beep" sounds.

Roland clapped his hands casually and said with a smile: "According to the relevant provisions of the Civil Code, a contract signed under duress is invalid. Since it is an invalid contract, it cannot be used as evidence in court."

"Everyone, Wharton and Stanley have committed more crimes than I imagined. If you have more definite clues, please report to me at any time."

"Officers above the captain's rank gather in the conference hall on the first floor of the headquarters, and everyone else disbands where they are!"

As Roland gave the order, the originally nervous knights breathed a sigh of relief.

His meaning was very clear and he would not pursue the case any further and would stop with Wharton and Stanley.

The middle knight was relieved and could finally breathe heavily.

The air in Sussex can be so sweet.

very nice.

Roland strode towards the headquarters conference hall, followed closely by Raikkonen and others.

Sif did not go with Roland.

She calmly took a few steps back and quietly approached the stumbling Herald official. Before he could speak, the old guy spoke first.

"Count Sif, you have shown both the elegance of a noble and the fearlessness of a knight today. Her Majesty the Queen will definitely be proud of you."

Sif was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Andy."

Seeing Sif's relieved look, Andy thought to himself, His Majesty is a little too into the drama, and actually thinks of himself as an earl?

Thinking of Roland's dealings between the Queen and the Earl, Andy's mind went a little crazy.

Can't you feel the difference at night? Or is it an exciting way for young people to play?

It's not up to the old man to make irresponsible remarks about young people's affairs.

He is old, and it is better to do less than to do more.

But Sif is different from others, power has not taken away his innocence. Mr. Andy couldn't help but remind him:

"Sif, there are many people who know the truth. How long do you want to hide it?"

"I'm waiting for the opportunity to reveal the truth."

Sif looked into old Andy's kind eyes and suddenly realized.

There's no time like the present.

Roland likes wealth and power, but there is always something higher than profit in his heart.

Such as pure friendship.

Since it is a misunderstanding, we should be honest and honest instead of being an ostrich.

When Roland finds out the truth, the situation will become awkward.

As expected of Uncle Andy, he has such a clear grasp of the ways of the world.

The corners of Sif's mouth raised slightly, and she said softly: "Thank you, Uncle Andy. By the way, can you not record today's events in your little book?

"What's going on today?"

Andy's eyes were cloudy, and his voice was a little vague, as if he was mumbling, "I am only responsible for recording Her Majesty the Queen's words and deeds."

"Count Sif, although you are also a member of the royal family, your level is not high enough."

What an old fox.

Sif complained silently.

After saying goodbye to the old fox, she walked quickly towards the conference hall.

Looking up at the gray sky, she felt much better.

What a rare and wonderful day.

Not only did he capture two traitors, Wharton and Stanley, and frightened the middle-level officers of the Knights, he also won the support of the lower-level knights.

All objectives have been achieved.

The next step is to expand the results of the battle and see how much can be taken out of the mouths of these two guys.

She doesn't need to worry about these trivial matters, the torture officer will take care of them.

As she walked slowly, virtual cards appeared in front of her eyes. The lady card representing the profession suddenly turned into a dazzling light gold.

There are two new cards above the deck.

The background color of the card directly above is light gold, and the occupation is princess. The card on the upper side has a purple background and a crimson border. It is a princess in a special professional uniform.

She can choose the normal promotion route, or she can take a deviant approach.

The princess is an all-round profession, and the military princess is a specialized profession with combat-enhancing characteristics.

Sif thought for less than a second before making her decision.

Princess in uniform.

These days, she is learning political knowledge from Roland and has made great progress. And her biggest improvement is the gradual realization that she is not a good politician.

She couldn't be absolutely cold-blooded, absolutely rational, and couldn't complete those dirty transactions indifferently.

If you choose the princess career and continue to advance, you will become the queen.

Then he would have to face Sophia's pressure.

Even with Roland's assistance and the support of Sussex's strong national power, she had no sense of security in the face of Sophia's terrifying combat power.

Although the eighth and ninth level extraordinary people are strong, they are still flesh and blood. The seventh level is a qualitative change. The physical strength of the seventh level extraordinary people has been reborn, and it is difficult for ordinary weapons to cause damage.

Sophia can advance against thousands of musketeers, freeze the infantry phalanx protecting the commander, and rush over to kill Sif at lightning speed.

Sussex's powerful national strength can defeat the Vladimir Empire in many fields, but it cannot protect the prey that Sophia is eyeing.

As long as she is willing to pay enough, Sif will definitely die.

Trained elite warriors equipped with special weapons are capable of sending eighth and ninth level extraordinary people on the road, but there are only two examples of ordinary people killing seventh level extraordinary people in human history.

There are only five records of eighth and ninth level extraordinary people killing seventh level extraordinary people.

It is no exaggeration to say that the seventh level is a crushing defeat.

Sif has a glimmer of luck in her heart. Choosing the princess in military uniform may have a new promotion route, and there will be a chance to pass by Sophia.

If they were not enemies, they could be friends.

Roland said that as long as there are common interests, enemies can become friends.

Thinking of this, Sif suddenly felt that the gray sky was brighter.

She walked into the conference room with her head held high. At this time, Roland was announcing personnel changes.

Seeing Sif coming in. Roland said seriously: "Everyone, let me introduce you. This Miss Sif is the White Rose Knight. You have seen her fighting skills. Is there anyone who is dissatisfied?

The knights shook their heads.

They are not fools. Even if they are dissatisfied, can they say it at this time?

Roland nodded with satisfaction and announced with a smile: "Since everyone has no objection, I will officially hire Miss Sif as the chief instructor of the Knights. You must respect Miss Sif as you respect me, and obey Miss Sif as you obey me. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Captain!"

The knights answered in unison.