Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"Yes, I understand."

Humphrey took a deep breath to stop the dizziness in his brain - from now on, he has completely distanced himself from some cronies, and Zhongluo's family fortune must have improved.

Even the great nobles and the lords of the House of Lords had to face him squarely because of the "mysterious talent" that he hadn't even noticed.

So he doesn't need to yell here to prove anything.

"This way please, sir."

Under Befar's gaze, Edinburgh reached out and asked him to enter a compartment a little further inside to carry out the pre-development procedure of psionic energy.

In fact, Humphrey's psychic resonance phenomenon is also an extremely rare scene in the experimental site records. In most cases, the palm of the subject touches it, and even a little light cannot be aroused.

Bearing the envious, admiring, and jealous eyes of the subjects behind him, Humphrey entered the lead room, as if he had entered a CT room in a hospital.

"Continue, next one."

In the whole of the UK, there are a total of more than a dozen test sites, but after the investigation in the past few days, there are not more than [-] people who have been confirmed to have spiritual qualifications.

The first batch of qualified candidates has already been sent to Reutov, and the British government has provided them with a lot of insurance. Simple coercion and temptation are naturally indispensable, but when it comes to Sir Humphrey, the meaning is different.

Because he is not only a nobleman, but also has been trying to revive his family's name due to his family's decline, and his deeds of various efforts still enjoy a little fame at the top.

At the same time, in a salon in London, through the monitors, the dignitaries who watched the selection as a drama and appreciated the vicissitudes of life felt a little unexpected and rare joy at this psychic who suddenly jumped out——

"It's actually Humphrey... I didn't expect that the miracle that those outstanding children never had chance to happen to him..."

"It should be said that Humphrey is lucky. If there are no people in the circle among this group of subjects, I will suspect that Elizabeth and the others have tampered with the test."

"How come it happens to be him?"

"In Newport, a kid from the Arret family has also awakened his psionic talent. He shed real 'noble' blood. Today is Humphrey—according to the theory of probability, the children of the ancient family have awakened. The odds are still a bit higher. It may really be like those ship girls think, there will be some more powerful psykers in our circle."

"Yes, although Humphrey has lost power, his family is still noble..."

"...Give him the best treatment. We must make sure that there are at least two of us in the team going to Reutov... After the ship girls have pre-developed him, contact him immediately."

"Let the kid from the Arret family go talk to him and meet him - we have to help each other in the future, oh, yes, you must remember etiquette, etiquette, don't let that kid offend Humphrey, even if He is very young and very promising, and there are still too few psykers on our side."

When the bigwigs in the cabinet were discussing a lot, and when they came out of the haze that most of the qualified people were civilians, Befa also took the initiative to send an encrypted message to Buckingham Palace.

"The second phase of the plan has been implemented."

Elizabeth, who had just sent off the "Aid" fleet, raised her mouth slightly after reading the shortlist sent by Befa today.

These [-] scheduled places will all be pro-ship girls - pro-Bolsheviks, or at least pro-Labor Party, which is very suitable for her to make use of the topic.

Unexpectedly, after failing to learn from the Kremlin, Befa actually became a qualified chess player... This made Elizabeth both gratified and somewhat disappointed.

Although Befa was also a good chess player in the past, she always evaded the question of standing in a team against human beings, and she was unwilling to see the river of blood created by human internal friction, but this time, she brought The [-]-point determination to come back is to prevent the tragedy at Scarborough Fair from repeating itself, and to make those bastard politicians who planned the fake coup in Ireland pay the price.

For this reason, she did not hesitate to sell her soul to the red devil——

When she thought that she might also become a "running dog" of the Kremlin, Elizabeth's complacency disappeared immediately.

She lit the encrypted list at the wick of the candle, and watched it burn out little by little, with a deep look on her face that didn't match her age.

Although she is still very cute, she is not the kind of child who pretends to be old-fashioned. There is only fire flickering in her shiny eyes, and the rest of her emotions cannot be read.

"War weariness, the time has come."

"Are you going to give a speech now?"

The war-weariness behind her showed a feeling-like expression for the first time, and there was still a lot of reluctance, and even her fingers holding the hilt of the sword were intertwined like knots.

"This is also for the rebirth of the royal family. Although we have the friendship between monarchs and ministers, the title of queen also makes this king lose a lot of opportunities to know himself clearly..."

No one outside knows that Elizabeth is just a mascot, and the many lovers behind her are the real keel of the British warship...

Elizabeth is actually very tired, although she is a bit self-willed sometimes and plays petty...

But whenever there is a need to adjudicate important matters, this king is also thinking about it, okay?It made this king seem like he only knows how to call others by ordinary people every day, just like a child who can't grow up.

Thinking of this, her resentment came to the fore, as if everything she had arranged for the future of Britain and all the interests she had won for the cabinet had been fed to the dogs—no, it was to the bears!

The war-weary behind Silly Bai closed his eyes filled with sadness...

Although it is difficult for His Majesty to break away from some restrictions of the external age due to the solidification of the ship's mother's body and personality, she is undoubtedly the most suitable decision-maker and commander of the royal family in the previous era, and her petite figure also hides her wisdom. A "means".

Without the status of a queen, naturally, she will no longer need to use her appearance to lure others to look down on her in order to win the initiative... Strictly speaking, it is a good thing, but what she lost will never be regained in this life possible.

At the same time, Britain will be caught in disputes. Although after discussing with Da Ke, Befa gave a plan for the civilian psykers to guide the revolution, but when it comes to interests, it is more complicated. Those workers And will the little nobles really implement all plans perfectly in accordance with Moscow's ideas?

"War weariness, did Xie Fei send back her observation report on the Kremlin?"

"She said ... more time is needed to judge what the Kremlin really is inside."

"Hmph, if she can say such a request for grace, she's probably already fallen..."

Thinking that another friend of hers fell into the trap of a polar bear, but she ordered her to go, Elizabeth felt sad for a while.

But after she opened the terminal and saw the photos of the Kremlin secretly taken by Xie Fei, the unhappiness and sadness changed slightly.

This is a photo of him when he was helping the kitchen. In the composition, he and Sirius are in charge of filtering the broccoli and cutting off the old roots respectively. Lugging cats—even Sirius’s often “muscular weakness” face was flushed, and he couldn’t hide his yearning for Dak at all, and... her skin looked much better than before going to the Soviet Union, and even more so. Glossy.

Is it too good to eat?Or rest in place?

It can immediately "optimize" the appearance of the ship's mother, how good the Kremlin has given her...

"Has the Kremlin accepted the service of Sirius?"

Elizabeth looked at Dake's face again for a long time, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. This man is just looking at his appearance, but Sirius and the others are worth the fare. What mentality is asking war weariness a very "personal" question out of the blue.

"……No."

War-weary shook his head: "Maybe it's because Befa has spoiled his taste. No matter how proactive Sirius is, he will be turned away, but he always takes Sirius with him at work and teaches her to work. He doesn't seem to mind her access to confidential documents... …During this period, Sirius’s internal affairs capabilities have actually improved a lot…”

... Tsk.

There was a sound of envy in her heart. It was not that Elizabeth had never seen beautiful men with ulterior motives in Britain, but they were all the kind of guys who could neither enter their bodies nor their lives.

And this one looks very mellow at the first sight of "taste", and the handsome and hulking hair is Elizabeth's dish, which inevitably makes her imagine.

If it weren't for the price of giving up the throne to pursue the other party... Elizabeth estimated that the psychological burden would be much smaller. Now she feels that if she really wants to do that, she may have to follow the old path of the Prince of Wales and bear some infamy.

Of course, it's romantic too.

"Is it possible that he hid his desire because of Befa's face?" The more the little queen looked at Dake's face, the more she felt that she had suffered a heavy loss. As for still not even a thought in the other party's heart.

"It is said that he is a very principled person, and he will never accept service when he is in battle, and his schedule is handled by Befa..."

Warweary offers the eerie tone of an urban legend.

"...let Beifa think about recruiting a few more of his own people. Even if it's Cheshire, it's just a wayfinding."

"Isn't that right..."

"...It says—Shinano seems to have established a relationship with the Kremlin, and may be a candidate marriage ship—"

Elizabeth dusted the text on the back of the photo again - indicating the seriousness of the war weariness:

"Shameless heavy cherry beast..."

"But we abide by the way of knights and the manners of ladies, and that man doesn't necessarily have a good impression of us." War-weary rarely complained:

"Perhaps in his opinion, it is the iron blood's complete relationship between soldiers, which is more in line with his aesthetics of treating people. Other than that, it is purely dealing with the relationship between men and women as a job."

"... Huh, are any of us free people without titles?" Elizabeth was suddenly troubled.

"Probably not, even Little Swan was recently made an honorary baron..."

The knighthood does not need to be approved by the "Queen", which is also a major feature of the British political arena today.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Elizabeth stomped her little feet angrily, until the leather shoes creaked.

"Your Majesty, why are you suddenly impatient?"

"This is the only human being who can get close to the ship's mother! Thinking that he is not my king's... um——"

Elizabeth braked in time, and she almost let her temper make some inappropriate remarks.

"Since... there is no free man, that's all... we are tired of the war, and we will prepare a speech right away! This king will be the free man himself!"

"...Ah, huh??"

The dedicated knight Ji stared wide-eyed, as if re-acquainted with her great queen.

She would never have thought that even the cabinet's persecution did not shake the Queen's heart, and in the end she actually went to meet the "Prince Alternate" in order to have a suitable status, and she planned to pick her up and quit!

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PS. My waist is still not healed, this period of time is really unlucky - I play Genshin Krypton Gold, support Capcom, bought 2077 and also bought the collection version of The Last of America 2, and I am a big member of station B, and my back hurts even more Insist on watching Shitu every day, I am ↘↗

Chapter 319 The King's Speech

"Your Excellency Bismarck, why are you so tolerant of the Rundstedt family?"

When Elizabeth stepped on the most important turning point of her life, Bismarck was also dealing with the pressure from various families in the Jagged Station——

"...Why did you say that?" She was leaning on her leather office chair, almost all the weight of her plump upper body resting on the right hand supporting her chin, and she boredly glanced at Junker in the room as if looking at a dead thing. .

"Why can they directly obtain Reutov's training qualifications? Isn't this a major issue that should be discussed at the national level!! The admission qualifications of the Psychic Academy are directly handed over to private individuals without review by the Republican government. Unreasonable, inappropriate!!"

A middle-aged man impassionedly placed the supremacy of the national machine and the sense of collective honor in front of Bismarck, as if he wanted to see a trace of discomfort and softness in her eyes by buttoning his hat, but he followed his "speech" Continuing, I gradually found that Bismarck seemed to be absent-minded, and he didn't even respond to him.

In the past, this woman would at least put her serious attitude on the face, but today, her preoccupation is so serious that she doesn't even pay attention to a heavyweight family leader like herself——

Although Mr. Stauffenberg was very angry on the face, he also knew that the attractive blond beauty in front of him could knock herself into the wall with just one movement and become a part of the load-bearing column, so no matter how much he jumped, he did not dare to jump. Directly use the name of the family to directly pressure her.

He just wants to get the "opportunity" that should belong to their family.

"According to common sense, I am still the head of state, Mr. Stauffenberg, you question my decision, and you are also questioning the decision of the country."

Bismarck was as tough as ever, but this time the level of toughness was different. She even put herself in the position of supreme leader. In the past, she would downplay this identity and emphasize the autonomy of human beings in governing——

"This, is it really your decision?" The middle-aged man's face was so dark that he could wring out ink.

"If so?" Bismarck stared at him deeply, and the sharp, emotionless gaze made the middle-aged man stiffen.

In this dimly colored metal hall, a group of family representatives only felt that their noses were full of the smell of iron. They thought they had already gotten used to it, but when they regained their composure after being domineering, they suddenly remembered that the woman in front of them was not Not some "stunning thing", her body is a killing machine.

"...It's the Soviet Union's decision, I have no right to change it, and even if they want to fight for more places, the final interpretation is in their hands. We can't master psionic technology, so we have to pay dignity, everyone."

Bismarck didn't want to settle accounts with these guys right away, their property and status are still valuable - after she explained indifferently, she lightly pointed at the table with her slender fingers, as if every blow was a hammer hitting the nobles. on the heart.

"And the Rundstedts gave their treasure to the Kremlin in exchange for Moscow's favor, I say, do you understand?"