In the Name of the Queen

When Roland and Sif opened the door of the conference hall, it happened to be noon.

The sun breaks through the clouds and dyes the earth golden.

It was the first bright sunshine in Sussex for a long time.

But in Roland's view, no matter how dazzling the sun was, it was not as bright as Sif's smile.

In the conference hall, he and Sif opened their hearts, met each other frankly, and completely resolved their misunderstanding.

Sif also smiled and said she didn't care about the private agreement with Alina.

Roland certainly wouldn't care about Sif's trouble of not being able to reveal her identity.

Sif didn't care about Roland's ambition to seize power.

After all, he was helping her.

He didn't know that Sif was Sylph.

And this usurpation simulation game is exciting no matter how you think about it.

Sif's fair face turned crimson, and she was extremely excited at the thought of being able to seize the throne with her own ability.

Roland didn't send Sif home, he still had things to do.

He could only send Sif to the carriage.

In order to rectify the Knights, there is no room for any mistakes.

Watching Sif's carriage go away, Roland had an imperceptible smile on his lips.

Count Sif or Queen Sif?

This question did bother him, but it's not a problem now.

Count Sif is Queen Sif.

When thinking of ways to help Sif seize power, what he was most afraid of was that Sif cared about sisterhood and refused to replace Sylph as emperor.

So he never said it clearly, but just laid it out silently.

If Sif is merciful, he will be in an embarrassing situation, and he will have to moisturize even if he is not moisturized.

Fortunately, the biggest hidden danger has been eliminated.

Not only that, but he also took the opportunity to make it clear that he had wanted to meet Alina.

Sif's mind was as broad as her fertile curves, and she didn't care at all. She even said that she would invite Miss Alina to have dinner with her if she had the chance.

Since Miss Sif is so reasonable, he, the usurping assistant, cannot remain idle.

Rebuilding the glory of the Knights starts today.

Roland strode towards the Bronze Knight station.

With all the deputy captains captured, the Golden Knights dared not say anything. The Silver Knights were divided and disintegrated. The next step was to win the support of the Bronze Knights at the bottom.

Sitting on the carriage home, Sif's smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a murderous intent.

Of course she won't be angry because of Roland's past choices, nor will she hold a grudge because Roland wants to help her usurp the throne. She also fully understands the pure affection between Lisa and Roland who are not related by blood.

She would only be happy because of Roland's honesty.

But she is not without temper, at least she cannot forgive a person.

That's Alina.

Although it was hateful to use the name of a special envoy to do espionage, this was the case for so-called diplomatic envoys in this era, and she didn't bother to care.

What she couldn't tolerate was that Alina wanted to kidnap Roland to the Golden Kite Kingdom.

What a heinous crime! The crime cannot be punished!

When she takes power, she must uproot these damn foreign spies.

She was angry, but she knew that anger was meaningless and she had to have strength.

She is not yet in power and Sussex MI is an international joke.

She had to find a way to build a simple and efficient intelligence agency.

Thinking of the usurpation simulation game proposed by Roland, Sif's mood was a little complicated.

She looked out the window. The sun that had just come out disappeared somewhere, and the misty sky turned gray again.

Between black and white, there is gray.

She didn't like gray, but she had to learn to get used to it.

The weather in Sussex is always so bad.

This familiar city made her feel suffocated for the first time.

It's time to go out for a walk.

I heard that Brook’s sunny beaches and tulips are beautiful, and I really want to visit them.

Just when Sif returned home, Roland was at the knight camp comforting the bronze knight who had just been absent from the meeting.

"Her Majesty the Queen has not forgotten you!" he declared loudly.

The knights burst into tears and cried with joy, shouting "Long live the Queen" in unison.

"But His Majesty is very busy, so she entrusted me and the chief instructor to take care of you!"

The knights wiped away their hot tears, dumbfounded and terrified.

Roland's methods of dealing with Wharton and Stanley made them feel intimidated.

Although it was not directed at them, it was hard not to murmur in their hearts.

Seeing that the knights were submissive, Roland took the opportunity to repeat what was mentioned in the meeting just now.

"The transformation of the Knights is imminent."

"In the past, knights owned fiefs and were the cornerstone of the aristocratic system. Why? Because they were able to expand territory for the country and should be praised."

"If the knights are unable to expand their territories externally and protect the emperor internally, they will naturally be left out in the cold."

The knights looked at Roland dumbfounded.

They also thought about why they adhered to the tradition of knights and were loyal and brave, but were abandoned by the emperor.

But they don't want to think about it.

"You put it this way, what's the difference between us and businessmen?"

The young knight questioned angrily.

"Of course there is a difference. Businessmen don't have a motherland, we do."

Roland said categorically: "If businessmen can't make money in Sussex, they will go to Thalia, Golden Kite or Lisenberg. They have no roots. They will be found wherever there is money."

"We are different. Our roots are in Sussex. We must contribute to the country in order to enjoy preferential treatment. You don't have to worry about your meritorious service being buried. I am a close confidant of the Queen, and I will give you a fair account before Her Majesty the Queen." "

"Wealth and status are rewards for fearless loyalty and outstanding meritorious service!"

The knights love to hear this.

Captain Roland is the lover of Her Majesty the Queen, ugh, her beloved partner.

The Queen will definitely listen to what he says.

Since the captain said that he wants to reform, then he must reform!

The Copper Knights have no social status, and things like knight fiefdoms were unthinkable in the past.

Roland gave them hope.

In the dark night, they saw the dawn.

Are they still hesitating now, worthy of the suffering and pain they have endured over the years?

I don’t know who took the lead, someone shouted the slogan "Long live the Queen" loudly, desperately expressing their urgent desire to make progress.

There was the first one, there was the second, the third, and until everyone.

Infected by the fiery atmosphere, the Copper Knights were excited and wanted to immediately pick up their guns and mount their horses to be loyal to Her Majesty.

Roland was very satisfied with their enthusiasm, but he still had to pour cold water.

He raised his right hand, and the noisy scene was instantly quiet.

"Not enough."

"I feel your enthusiasm, but it's far from enough."

The knights blushed and shouted loudly.

Roland pulled out his pistol, and the knights were silent instantly.

Roland asked calmly: "How many of you know magic? How many of you can use alchemical tools skillfully? How many of you have superb marksmanship?"

The knights were silent.

They were not convinced.

They had never learned it, so of course they couldn't.

Seeing the knights were silent, Roland knew that it was time to give them a date after the slap.

He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't know it, you can learn it. Do you have the confidence to learn it?"

Secretly changing whether to learn "advanced combat methods" to "whether you can learn advanced combat methods" is not clever but very useful.

The knights answered in unison: "Yes!"

Very good, morale can be used.

The Knights can still be saved.