In the Name of the Queen

Hurt national sentiments on a glorious day?

Roland almost laughed out loud.

Is Finley really that stupid, or does he have other motives?

After a long silence, Roland turned his gaze to Sif and asked softly: "Sif, what do you think of the performance just now?"

"I, alas, although I am very confident in my acting talent, it is still a hobby after all, and I can't compare with these professional strong people who rely on acting to make a living."

"It's frustrating to say this, but we're probably going to lose."

Sif's face drooped, and her beautiful eyelashes fell down.

Roland stared at Sif in surprise, and instantly understood why Finley did this.

Be it Finley or Sif, including William who had spoken on stage before, they are all high-ranking social elites.

They don't understand the bottom at all.

Finlay was worried that the Queen would use political resources to bribe the judges, so he bribed the Minister of Culture and Education in advance and handed over the power of selection to ordinary people.

He thinks he understands the masses better than the Queen.

He thought he had won.

He was half right.

He does understand the masses a little better than the Queen, but that doesn't mean he is more popular than the Queen.

Poor Finley doesn't know what kind of opponent he will face later.

He is the same as William, they are not stupid, they are just out of touch with the masses.

The corners of Roland's mouth raised slightly, and he said calmly: "Xif, we will definitely win."

Sif raised her head suddenly and opened her mouth in surprise, "Huh?"

"We'll talk about the specific reasons later. Adam is about to take the stage. We don't have much time left. Can we read the lines again?"

"good!"

Although she didn't understand the source of Roland's confidence, Sif chose to believe it.

If Roland said he could win, then he would definitely win.

The frustration was gone and she was filled with fighting spirit.

Although some booed, Finley was still in the majority.

Although it was a bit unpleasant to be ridiculed by the vulgar Rurik people on the glorious day, the people in the imperial capital had a high appreciation of art.

They just don't recognize the Ruriks, not against Finley's artistic creation.

Some people lamented that this is the character that literary and artistic workers should have.

People are very dissatisfied with the current situation of continuing to launch foreign conflicts without getting any benefits. Finley dared to speak for them, and most people approved of it.

It would be better if those actors were locals.

Someone was thinking silently.

But some people feel that if the actor is not from Rurik, it will not be able to have the effect of waking up the cabinet boss.

As far as they were concerned, Finlay was on their side.

Tuo, who was placed in the crowd, kept spreading arguments such as "Mr. Finley is doing it for everyone's good" and "He would rather bear the infamy", which quickly suppressed the dissatisfaction.

The applause drowned out the boos.

Sheep always follow blindly.

When the leading sheep jumps into the pit, the sheep behind will also jump with "thud" and "thud".

People are like that sometimes.

When the applause drowned out the boos, those who were still booing became aliens and were stared at with angry eyes by the surrounding crowd.

The applause became louder and louder.

Finley, who was slightly nervous behind the stage, finally felt relieved when he saw this scene.

The uneasy hands that were crossed behind his back were finally put down.

He won.

Adam was next to perform on stage, and his repertoire was also very exciting.

If the fight is fair, he may not win for sure.

So he doesn't give Adam a fair chance at all.

The hosts are all his, so Adam can fight with him over anything.

In Finley's smile, the program host who was bribed by him understood it and did not rush to announce the next performance. Instead, he "followed the enthusiasm of the crowd" and introduced Finley, the author of this play.

This is obviously bringing in private goods.

Listening to the host's inflammatory words, Sif, who had just finished reading her lines, looked slightly cold and asked in a deep voice:

"Roland, does this kind of behavior count as inciting the masses to fight against national policies?"

As we all know, Sussex's national policy is continental equilibrium.

The continent of Rodinia can have many powerful countries, but it cannot have one superpower.

They relied on a powerful fleet, international trade, and overseas territories to maintain a balance of power.

The current most powerful country on the continent is the Vladimir Empire, which has the potential to become a super power.

Containing them is a national policy.

Taking advantage of the peace-loving mentality of the masses and coercing them to influence national policies is a destructive act.

Roland looked at Sif in surprise. She was progressing so fast.

The admiring glances made Sif feel a little embarrassed. She explained softly: "Don't, don't look at me like that. Old Sussex people know how to instigate others to fight and profit from it."

"At least the nobles understand." Seeing that there was no resonance in Roland's eyes, she explained quickly.

Roland complained silently in his heart, there is another term for this kind of behavior, it is called a shit stirrer.

In order to prevent the topic from turning into an unspeakable direction, he smiled and said: "The host is just a puppet pushed to the front desk. It is useless to target him. We need to catch the culprit behind the scenes."

"Only arrest the mastermind? But I don't want to let anyone go." Sif muttered softly.

"good!"

Roland raised his brows slightly and praised from the bottom of his heart, "You know how to cut the grass and root out the roots. You already have the basic qualities of a politician. Don't worry, the mastermind behind the scenes has been arrested, and Xiao Xiami, who is the tool of the crime, will naturally not be able to escape."

Sif took a deep breath and gradually relaxed her brows.

Seeing the host's inflammatory tone, she was no longer so angry.

Dance to your heart's content now, and watch how you cry when the reckoning comes!

Sif silently added the two hosts, a man and a woman, to the red list.

Traitors who betray their country must die.

The host saw that the atmosphere was about the same and that the crowd would get bored if he continued talking, and that he would be exposed, so he finally introduced the next performer reluctantly.

"Please welcome Igor, the wandering artist from Rurik of the Vladimir Empire!"

It was also Finley's arrangement to call Adam by his real name.

Don't you like to perform satires?

The envoy of the Vladimir Empire is sitting in the box now. He is a state guest, and you are making fun of him.

There are many people who shout slogans of devoting themselves to art, but how many people really dare to dedicate themselves to art?

There must be some, but not many.

Such people with backbone definitely do not include the bards who change brides every night in the red light district.

Lechers are not worthy.

Finley looked at Adam with contempt, full of the condescension of a victor.

He didn't know what the final play was, but the Minister of Culture and Education refused to say it.

If he didn't want to say it, then he didn't say it. It didn't matter.

Even if Roland himself was furious and went on stage in person, what would happen?

He will definitely take this promotion.

After the promotion, he will immediately challenge Roland to an honor duel in the name of revenge for his brother, and then kill Roland himself.

After Carl Vinson's death, there were many noisy voices in the family, saying that he was not worthy of being the patriarch.

What a bunch of good-for-nothings.

Can a fool understand his calculations?

Finley put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sun, and was in a good mood.

As he expected, Adam was really confused when his real name was revealed.

He even thought about running away the moment he heard his real name.

But he quickly realized that he was now a member of the Knights of the White Rose.

No matter how domineering the Ruriks were, they could not kill the Queen's knights in the imperial capital.

They also have to have face.

Adam, who was rekindled with confidence, walked onto the stage with his head held high.

The biased introduction of the host and the despicable means of exposing his past were not important at this moment.

He just wanted to expose the ugly appearance of Vladimir's officialdom in person.

He stood on the stage, he was dignified, he was smiling, he was going to strike hard.

The actors who were going to perform with him were in place, and the prop master set up the background.

The band played music, and the background music sounded.

It was a song from his hometown.

Adam smiled, cleared his throat, took a half step forward, and prepared to speak.

"Wait a minute!"

The interruption came suddenly.

Angelina appeared on the stage like a ghost.

She faced the host and said softly: "I, Angelina, in the name of the plenipotentiary envoy of the Empress of the Vladimir Empire, request that the performance be suspended."

Although it was a request, it was no less than an order.

The plenipotentiary envoy represented Sophia's authority, which was basically equivalent to the Empress's presence in person.

How dare the host neglect it? He quickly stopped the performance and looked helplessly at the box where the cabinet ministers were.

Just as he asked the cabinet ministers for help, the ministers were holding a small meeting.

Who will negotiate with the Ruriks?

If it was a private transaction, the ministers present would be able to do it.

But this was in public.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, a weak attitude would be despised and spurned by the proud Sussex people, and a tough attitude would offend the Rurik people.

It was a dilemma.

Who was willing to be the first to come forward?

Several ministers cast their eyes on the chief minister William.

William had a calm face, and in his heart he had sex with the female relatives of these guys.

He was booed unconscious just now, and if he went out again, wouldn’t his reputation be ruined here?

But he was the chief minister, shouldering the heavy responsibility of the 34 provinces of the empire, and he had to express his opinion.

Under the gaze of several ministers, William gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked out with big strides.

Walder, who had always closed his eyes to rest, slowly opened his eyes and looked at William in surprise.

He never liked this guy's smoothness, but he didn't expect him to be so responsible today?

Other ministers also stood up and looked at William with some sympathy and expectation.

William walked to the center of the stage like a whirlwind.

He glanced at Angelina, said nothing, and turned directly to the box where the Queen was.

"Your Majesty, how should we respond to the request of the special envoy of the Vladimir Empire?"

What a good way to pass the buck.

But he couldn't find any fault.

The Queen has not yet taken power, but she is the head of state after all. The cabinet cannot make decisions alone on major issues such as diplomacy and military affairs, and must report to her.

Although most of the time it is just a process.

But today is different.

William threw the problem to the Queen in public, and he couldn't find any fault at all, and he could also establish a loyal persona who respects the Queen.

He looked at the nearly 100,000 audiences in the audience with ill intentions.

Let's see what answer the Queen you admire can give.

Walder cursed in his heart, but he could only sigh and was powerless to stop it.

He suddenly felt that he was really old.

In this era of who is more shameless, he is a little too reserved.

The whole audience was silent.

The crowd nervously focused their eyes on the Queen's box.

They were also a little panicked.

They believed that the Queen was a good emperor, but she was young after all. Could she handle such a situation?

The Queen's soft voice came from the box.

"You are just an envoy. You have no right to talk to me on an equal footing. It would be better if Sophia came in person."

The soft and cold voice had indisputable authority.

Angelina's face changed slightly.

The plenipotentiary envoy was not the emperor of the empire after all.

She was indeed not qualified to talk to Sylph on an equal footing.

The more than 90,000 people in the audience burst into earth-shaking cheers.

That's so well said, she deserves to be everyone's queen.

Who are you to question my queen?

The cheers were mixed with contemptuous insults towards the Ruriks.

Although they are all barbarians in the eyes of the people of the Magic Empire, barbarians are also superior.

The Sussexes, Golden Kite and Thalia are relatively civilized and elegant barbarians, while the Ruriks and Heinians are more barbaric barbarians.

The old Sussexes under the Rose flag looked down upon the vulgar Ruriks with all their hearts.

Her Majesty the Queen's answer was very satisfying to them.

It's no use to lighten the qi, the problem still needs to be faced.

Can Adam still play the role?

Queen Sylph raised her voice and shouted:

"Where is Qing Luo Lan?"

Roland understood, exchanged glances with Sif, and quickly stepped out.

"I'm here."

"Adam is your subordinate, and you are responsible for this matter. From now on until the problem is completely resolved, you will have full authority to negotiate with Angelina on my behalf."

Wonderful.

Walder's wrinkled old face, which was sulking, instantly relaxed.

His good student got the idea.

But he didn't know that this order changed hands twice.

Roland informed Sif, Sif informed Sylph, and then Sylph gave orders to Roland.

It's like Roland ordered himself.

He held his head high and accepted the order, looking at Angelina coldly.

You can use various methods to deal with the Ruriks, but you can't be cowardly.

"Special Envoy Angelina, your country and ours are both civilized and rule-of-law countries. We must abide by the law and follow procedures when speaking and doing things."

Angelina stared at Roland, feeling vaguely that something was wrong.

This guy started with a big hat on him, but he couldn't refuse to accept it.

You can't say that we Rurik people are just barbarians and don't respect the law.

She dared to say that the Queen must have skinned her.

She could only respond coldly: "What do you want to say."

Roland snorted angrily and asked loudly: "Since we are a civilized country governed by the rule of law, if you want to accuse our citizen Adam, you should file an international lawsuit through the legal department in accordance with the law, instead of shouting on stage during important celebrations in our country."

"Is this how your queen taught you diplomatic etiquette?"

Roland's opening was a moral kidnapping, and the whole process was a series of moral kidnappings. He ignored the facts and directly blamed him for his position.

But what he said was reasonable and well-founded, and there was nothing wrong with it.

This set of essence words, which came from the 21st century and was refined by millions of people attacking each other on the Internet, is simply a dimensionality-reducing blow in this era.

Hearing Roland's angry rebuke, the crowd in the audience burst into earth-shattering cheers.

As expected of Her Majesty the Queen's couple, they handled it so appropriately!

Perhaps because of his love for the house, many people suddenly felt that when they looked at Roland, this pretty boy was not without merit. He could at least help Her Majesty the Queen solve problems.

William added trouble to the Queen.

Roland solves the problem for the Queen.

Make a judgment.

Amid the cheers of the audience, Angelina's beautiful cheeks were not even a trace of blood, and her eyelashes were hung with a layer of frost, obviously she was extremely angry.